Midnight Grave-Digging · The Priests and Exorcists Were Already Dead

High above.

Li Dan looked expressionlessly at the villa and ultimately chose to retreat for now. He was unsure whether that puppet was Mary Shaw's true form, so there was no need to risk everything here.

It would be best to investigate first.

Not long after Li Dan left.

Inside the Eisen Family villa.

Eight-Legged Freaks' entire body had been hollowed out and replaced with densely packed wood. Like precision instruments, the pieces of wood spread through its body, linking every part together.

Before long, the Eight-Legged Freaks that had long been dead began moving again, though it walked as awkwardly as a newborn.

But as time passed, it gradually became no different from how it had been when alive.

Even its eyes held a trace of dull vitality.

The town was indeed sparsely populated.

There were probably a few hundred households scattered around, most of them occupied by elderly people in their twilight years.

These old people showed no hostility toward Li Dan, an outsider. Instead, they seemed quite happy to see someone so youthful and energetic.

As long as this young man did not mention Mary Shaw.

Li Dan felt that these people should not be puppets. He had observed them carefully; from eating meals to everything afterward, they behaved exactly as ordinary people would throughout a normal day.

If all of them were Mary Shaw's puppets, there would be no need to investigate. He should just fuse with Bat Person and flee Raven's Fair overnight.

He came to the home of Henry, the town's only mortician.

Henry's hair and beard were white, and he was nearing seventy or eighty years old. Rumor had it that when Mary Shaw died, it had been Henry's father who prepared her body.

Li Dan bluntly revealed that he was a