After the rain stopped, a few strong men from the village were organized to dig up the body. The person had already passed away, and Lin Daya's father still held the rope of the ox tightly in his hand.,Every day he would tease the cats and dogs, and when he saw the young lads from the village, he would flash them a look, whistle a tune or two, and grin, showing off his big, yellow teeth. It was really disgusting.,At that time, I went to a temple called Xiangtong Temple. Everyone was buying souvenirs. At one stall, I liked this string of beads. The stall owner said that the beads had been blessed by a high monk. At the time, I even scoffed at the stall owner for bragging.。