The Green-clad woman flew into a rage. "You little brat! How dare you spout such nonsense? I'll tear that foul mouth of yours to shreds!"
Master and servant tumbled about in a playful scuffle.
While the Green-clad woman and her pretty maid in purple were playfully tussling, Wang Laoshi and his wife were tearing their hair out with worry.
Wang Laoshi would swear to heaven that he had never seen anything so strange—not even heard of it.
Following the young woman in purple's instructions, he had hauled the floating corpse from the water and poured some chicken broth into the corner of his mouth. Suddenly, faint white Qi puffed from the nose and mouth of the corpse, whose body was warm and whose heart beat, though he did not breathe.
Wang Laoshi thought, Well, that's a relief. I've saved a life, and earned myself another great merit.
He and his wife immediately continued pouring chicken broth into the gaunt, hard-featured young man's mouth. After downing a whole pot, the man opened his eyes.
Wang Laoshi and his wife were overjoyed, and hurriedly poured more broth and other liquids into the young man's mouth. At last, the gaunt young man found enough strength to part his lips and utter a faint "Eat."
Wang Laoshi understood that he wanted food, which meant he was out of danger. He hurriedly stuffed freshly cooked fish soup, buns, stewed meat, and flatbread into the gaunt man's mouth. The more the man ate, the livelier he became—and the more terrifying he looked.
In less than an hour, the gaunt man ate and drank without stopping, devouring all the food prepared for more than thirty people.
After polishing off the lunch they had set aside, the gaunt man licked his lips, still unsatisfied, and fixed the couple