With a point of his sword fingers, the corpse lying on the ground suddenly twitched several times.
Its limbs twisted and its head swayed.
With a series of crackling sounds, it rose to its feet in a bizarre posture, like a spider.
I watched in astonishment.
This was the Corpse Control Technique.
After the corpse stood up, I saw that the middle-aged Japanese man's eyes had turned blood-red, brimming with blood and looking utterly eerie.
He was not breathing, and his expression was blank.
Then the middle-aged man spoke to him.
"Drive the truck north. Don't let the police catch you."
After hearing this, the Japanese man immediately replied in a stiff, mechanical voice.
"Yes!"
With that, he mechanically turned around and headed for the truck's cab.
After getting in, he started the vehicle and drove it away along the edge of the woods.
I watched in surprise and looked at the middle-aged man beside me.
"Brother, was that the Corpse Control Technique?"
He nodded.
"Yes. Although I'm from Shandong, my grandmother was a corpse driver from Western Hunan. I learned the secret corpse-driving arts of Western Hunan from a young age.
"This guy just died, and his soul is still inside his body.
"I used a Soul-Gathering Corpse-Driving Nail to pin it within his corpse, allowing me to control him.
"The effect can last for two hours. After two hours, his soul will scatter and vanish.
"Those two hours are our time to escape.
"Oh, right. Wang Baoguo is my real name."
"Brother Wang."
I called out to him and nodded.
After hearing that, Brother Wang pointed ahead.
"Let's go this way. I've already parked another car there."
"Okay, Brother Wang!"
Then Brother Wang led me forward.
Before long, we found a Toyota sedan at another fork in the