The Fatty's breathing stopped for a moment. After all, no one could have imagined that they would run into something like this just a few hours after entering the mission. "These people... are all of them ghosts?"
As the footage continued, their conversation with those "shopkeepers" came to an end. The two said goodbye and left, but just as the camera turned, Jiang Cheng, who had only just relaxed, suddenly froze. He seemed to have noticed something.
Jiang Cheng paused the video and dragged the progress bar back bit by bit. The moment the image stopped, a buzzing filled his head.
At the instant they turned around, the camera swept past their side. That was where the Fatty had been, and half of his face, caught in the frame, was just as blurry.
At that moment, the Fatty was standing beside him, watching too.
Time seemed to freeze. The Fatty's expression turned strange, and his eyes slowly widened. Just as he turned his head, apparently about to say something to Jiang Cheng, Jiang Cheng sprang up and kicked him square in the chest with lightning speed. Caught completely off guard, the Fatty didn't even manage to cry out before he was sent sprawling.
The moment he landed the kick, Jiang Cheng turned and ran.
As he rushed out through the courtyard gate, he ran straight into several monks. At their head was Monk Huide, whom he had just met. Huide looked at him in surprise. "Benefactor, what's the matter?"
"Nothing. Just taking a walk."
Jiang Cheng's heart raced, and his head was full of questions, but he still put on a calm, as-if-nothing-had-happened expression as he faced Huide. There was clearly something strange going on at this so-called Chijie Temple.
Jiang Cheng had planned to brush the monks off with