And the Sacrificial Corpse Platform, which had come from the Blood Corpse Tomb and whose whereabouts remained unknown to this day.
After calculating the timing, they headed to the front hall. When they pushed open the door, Mr. Wu's corpse had already fallen to the ground. It was wrapped entirely in white cloth, with a human shape faintly outlined beneath it.
Wang Bao's corpse, meanwhile, was just as they had left it, its face covered by a bright red bridal veil.
The two corpses lay on either side of the room, looking all the more eerie in the dim light.
"Don't worry. These two corpses have already been subdued. They won't pose any danger for the time being."
Luo Tianhe sounded certain, but the more the Fatty looked at Mr. Wu's corpse, the more uneasy he felt. It was a feeling that came from deep within him. If he had to explain why, he couldn't.
Strangely, though, when he looked at Wang Bao's corpse, he didn't feel that same unease.
"Give us a hand. Let's carry both corpses outside." Luo Tianhe began assigning tasks. "Remember, handle both corpses gently. When carrying them, hold them by the shoulders and ankles. Don't touch their faces, and watch your breathing. Above all, don't breathe onto their faces."
Uneasy about Mr. Wu's corpse, the moment Luo Tianhe finished speaking, the Fatty pulled Jiang Cheng toward Wang Bao's corpse, which was a little farther away. "We... we'll take this one."
Luo Tianhe didn't object. He simply nodded and reminded them, "Just leave Wang Bao's corpse on the steps outside the door. I've already spoken to Laifu. They'll send people to deal with it after daybreak."
"Got it," the Fatty replied for Jiang Cheng.
Jiang Cheng keenly noticed how unusual the Fatty was acting. While they