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"": "Had the Human-Skin Garment torn?
Luo Bin looked down at his waist and pulled his clothes open with one hand.
The Human-Skin Garment was wrapped securely around him, without the slightest sign of damage. How had Ghost Ferryman, the twenty-eight hell prisoner, escaped?
Ghost Ferryman was what this twenty-eight hell prisoner called himself.
But Luo Bin had long since realized that he had been a Corpse Retriever of the Lower Nine Streams while alive. His clothes, his appearance, and the weapon hanging at his waist all gave it away.
Croak, croak!
The black-gold toad let out a clear cry.
The toad head protruding from the Tortoise Shell had enormously puffed cheeks, and its little scarlet eyes radiated menace!
But none of that had any effect on Ghost Ferryman!
Everything happened in a flash. Luo Bin lowered his finger and swiftly traced a talisman!
He was going to seal Ghost Ferryman away again!
Just then, Ghost Ferryman abruptly swung the Boat Pole forward!
The bamboo pole, fifteen feet long-nearly twenty-suddenly swept over their heads!
Bai Xian's chanting grew more forceful!
She had to maintain the Prison-Breaking Incantation, just as she had in Sword Mountain Prison. Otherwise, the corpse-ghosts in the surrounding water would surge up, and everyone would fall in.
That was precisely why she could not fight Ghost Ferryman!
She believed Luo Bin must have some way to handle him.
Yet Luo Bin did nothing at all?
That made Bai Xian's chanting falter for an instant!
In that instant, the surrounding water heaved. The male corpses floating faceup seemed about to straighten upright, while the black hair of the female corpses floating on the surface writhed swiftly like tentacles!
Bai Xian resumed her incantation!
The tip of the Boat Pole struck the water beside them