A splitting headache, a parched throat, and a heavy body that felt like it didn't belong to me.,That strange old woman, besides chanting sutras and prayers to him every day, would also feed him all sorts of peculiar things from time to time. There were herbs, burned talismans, but most importantly, there was this unknown type of meat.,Suddenly, a glimmer of hope flickered in Hu Ma's heart: "Could this person be the enemy of that strange old woman"。