Sesame unconsciously looked at the thick porcelain bowl fastened on the Eight Immortals table.,I could only hear his voice, thin and broken, as if he were out of breath. He said, "I was fine in the forest, but my grandmother suddenly had people come and cut me up, chopping me into pieces to make a coffin for someone... you see...",The stench and the sharp screech poured into his head from his ears and nostrils, almost knocking him unconscious.。