Only then did I realize there was something off about Blackie and Mo Xiaoling's abilities. It wasn't that they had any flaws; they simply weren't comprehensive enough. Blackie could easily see ghostly energy, while I had to pay close attention to spot it. But neither Blackie nor Mo Xiaoling could sense the aura of a curse.
That wasn't a major problem, of course. Most of the time, it didn't matter. But not being able to see something also meant they wouldn't be on their guard.
The two of them went deep into the grass. After driving for a while, they looked around and decided to dump the body.
Just throwing it by the roadside obviously wasn't safe enough.
They decided to go farther.
Carrying another woman's corpse between the two of them wasn't too strenuous.
It wasn't completely dark yet. The two women entered the grass, their steps stirring the weeds with a rustling sound as they made their way farther in.
Aside from the rustling grass and the scraping of the body bag as it bumped along, the wasteland was silent.
By then, even if they couldn't sense the curse, the two of them were starting to feel uneasy.
Blackie was more confident, so she merely slowed her pace. Aside from her own ability, Mo Xiaoling didn't seem to have any other means of protecting herself, so she was much more nervous.
"Don't you think something's wrong?" Mo Xiaoling asked.
Blackie hummed in agreement, then said, "Maybe we're overthinking it. I haven't seen any ghosts. People from Greenleaf have already cleared this place out, too."
"Yeah." Mo Xiaoling tugged at the corner of her mouth, wanting to let out a breath and relax. But in the end, she held it in.
After a few more steps, Mo Xiaoling suddenly