Chapter 35 Paper Burning to Summon Ghosts_1

Xiu Ai looked at Qin Sisi and mumbled, "You're right, I've been dead for quite a while. Yet, I still vividly remember that day..."

Xiu Ai slightly raised her head, her distant gaze swept across the unfamiliar surroundings, traveled through over a century of time, and returned to the devastated time of the late Qing dynasty.

September 23, 1898, was just an ordinary day for others, but for Xiu Ai, it was as if she had been reborn.

The early autumn morning with a thin layer of sunlight lazily stretched across the Earth, the autumn breeze carried a slight chill.

Where Qin Sisi currently lives was a few crowded alleyways back then, dotted with several households. The wooden doors were rich in antiquity. A big red cloth was hanging on the front door of one of the houses, announcing some joyful event.