The Fatty stared with bloodshot eyes, his mouth still moving nonstop. When Jiang Cheng and Li Bai came closer, they heard him murmuring something about not being afraid, that they'd found the way back, and that they were going home now.
The Fatty and Gao Yanqing had no connection, and besides, this was only half a corpse. There was no reason to bring it back. After thinking it over, Jiang Cheng carefully searched the surrounding area but found no sign of Yao Shunyu. He concluded that the Fatty had fallen for a ghost's illusion and mistaken the half-corpse for Yao Shunyu.
The man didn't dare hide by himself in the back. Though the sight before him had scared him witless, he understood even better that his only chance of survival was to stick with these masters. Besides, the Bagua Mirror was still in their hands.
Keeping his eyes fixed on the Fatty, the man cautiously edged toward Jiang Cheng and the others. But unexpectedly, something caught his foot, and he pitched forward onto the ground.
Beneath the weeds, there was actually a threshold, even though there was clearly no door here.
The sudden noise rang out in the silent night. It startled not only Jiang Cheng and Li Bai but also the Fatty. He jolted, and his cloudy eyes gradually came back into focus.
"Doctor! Li Bai!" The Fatty sounded as if he'd grabbed hold of a lifeline, his voice trembling with excitement. "Quick, you're just in time! Yao Shunyu's hurt. I've been carrying him for ages, but I still couldn't find the way back..."
As he spoke, the Fatty reached both hands behind him, seemingly intending to hoist the corpse higher. But his hands found nothing—because the corpse had no lower half.
Before Jiang Cheng could stop him, the