The carriage raced forward.
As Zhao Xiaoseng steered it, he shouted into the cabin,
"Benefactor Gu, you're dead now. What's the plan from here?"
There was no reply from inside.
Zhao Xiaoseng looked back. Gu Qingshan's body lay motionless on the floor.
Zhao Xiaoseng started to panic.
The people from the town were frantically closing in behind them.
The monster moved even faster, covering hundreds of meters with every step. The earth trembled deeply beneath its feet.
Zhao Xiaoseng cried, "Amitabha! Benefactor Gu, if you don't wake up soon, I'll have no choice but to start chanting the Ksitigarbha Sutra early."
"—No need."
Gu Qingshan's voice rang out.
As he spoke, he looked into the void.
At some point, the Highest Sequence had appeared, displaying line after line of prompts.
Gu Qingshan read them carefully, and a hint of surprise gradually appeared on his face.
He hadn't expected the Sequence to make certain demands at a time like this.
By now, Gu Qingshan had slowly begun to rise. He shifted his body, trying to open the cabin door.
—Judging by the look of him, he wanted to jump out as soon as possible.
"What! You're still being controlled?!" Zhao Xiaoseng cried in a frenzy.
"It's fine. I just have to die once more. What I wanted to say is, keep driving toward that grave mound on the hill, and pick up the pace..." Gu Qingshan said calmly.
Thud!
Gu Qingshan fell to the floor and died.
Zhao Xiaoseng's mouth twitched. He raised his whip and struck the horse hard.
"Hyah!"
The carriage picked up speed once more and raced onward.
Gu Qingshan suddenly opened his eyes again and looked behind the carriage.
"They can't catch up in time," he judged.
"So what if we reach the grave mound? Can we