In this chilly spring, the wind on the river is as sharp as a knife. The mountains disappear in ten thousand hues, like withered graves.,“For heaven's sake, don't let this stray cat jump into the coffin and touch the corpse!”,With a shout, Chen Pi, who had been frightened earlier, suddenly found his courage. He picked up a stone he had dug out while robbing the grave and smashed it at the wildcat that had jumped into the coffin.。