On the stone mill.
Just as Zhu Zhongwen was observing the outside, a pair of bloodshot eyes silently emerged from the well, venomously staring at his back.
"Hm?"
Sensing something, Zhu Zhongwen instinctively turned his head.
At once, he saw a twisted, deformed corpse covered in cracks crawling out of the well bit by bit before rapidly approaching him!
Clearly, this was a terrifying Vicious Ghost!
Before it even drew near, Zhu Zhongwen felt needle-like pain spread throughout his body. His legs failed him, and he staggered, tumbling to the ground again from his half-kneeling position.
At the same time.
The Vicious Ghost opened its mouth, and a dark-red intestine extended from inside it.
The two were clearly dozens of meters apart.
Yet in the blink of an eye, the intestine had already wrapped around Zhu Zhongwen!
"That well actually had a Vicious Ghost crawling out of it... Damn it, in my current condition, I can't fight it at all..." Zhu Zhongwen's expression changed drastically.
The intestine looked soft, but its strength was astonishing.
Almost instantly, it squeezed his body until it was nearly deformed. His bones gave off a series of creaking sounds, and a crushing fracture could occur at any moment.
"No... I can't move..."
He desperately tried to communicate with the supernatural entity inside him, hoping to summon whatever strength he had left.
But the hand gripping the intestine could not exert any force, let alone tear it apart.
Before entering the millstone, he had been struck by something. Since then, the supernatural entity inside him had seemed seriously injured, making it extremely difficult to activate.
Not only that.
Because he was gripping the slick, mucus-covered intestine, both his hands rapidly turned blue and began to rot. The corruption showed signs of spreading throughout his body.
Obviously.