The three of them had been about to take another route when Jiang Yourning happened to hear what the collapsed place was called.
She grabbed the person speaking beside her. "Wait, what did you just say this collapsed place was?"
"The Fragrant Fate Pavilion."
The person looked at Jiang Yourning in puzzlement as they answered.
Frightened, Jiang Yourning hastily backed away two steps. "Sis, wait here for me!"
Jiang Yourning hurried into the carriage, bought two more wooden fish drums, then came back down and pushed them into Jiang Wanrong's and Little Wukong's hands.
"Come on, come on, hurry and start tapping!"
Then she took out the one she had already grown attached to from all her tapping, held it in her hand, and began tapping earnestly too.
"I only happened to pass by! No offense intended! Let merit shield me, Buddha protect me!!!"
Aaah! Help! Wasn't the Fragrant Fate Pavilion supposed to collapse only after the Duke's Estate was raided?
Why did it collapse so early? Why did I have to stumble right into it?
Boohoo, what's underneath is that legendary field of ten thousand withered bones! Now that it's collapsed, won't a whole bunch of little ghosts come floating out?
The glory of the Fragrant Fate Pavilion was built by the Duke's Estate on the lives of countless young boys and girls. Most of that sky-high wealth of theirs came from here too! Aaah!
Dear ghosts, I'm willing to share some of the money I got from the Duke's Estate with your families, and I can hire a ritual master to help your souls move on. Every grievance has its culprit, every debt its debtor. Please don't come knocking on my windows in the dead of night!!!
Little Wukong did not understand why Jiang Yourning wanted him to