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"": "You Jiang struck empty air.
His other arm ended at the wrist. There was no hand there.
You Jiang froze, staring at where his severed hand should have been.
Pain surged through him. It was not simply the pain of a wound. A moment ago, he had thought his hand was still there; now he discovered all over again that it was gone. That phantom pain made him grunt, tormenting him beyond endurance.
You Jiang murmured shakily, "I'm getting out, Luo Shan. I'm getting out! So what if you're an evil spirit? So what if you won't let me go home? I can get out. I! Can get out!"
"Haha... hahahaha!" You Jiang's face twitched rapidly, grotesquely exaggerated. His loud, hearty laughter echoed through the woods!
Then, without hesitation, You Jiang walked past that tree again.
Before, he had been forced onto the looping path. This time, he entered willingly!
You Jiang thought, If I don't enter hell, who will?
If I don't leave the village, who else can?!
Inside the Luo Family courtyard.
It was already three or four o'clock when Luo Bin returned.
He had searched all over, scouring the Bamboo Grove inside and out. He had spent even longer carefully examining the ground outside Zhang Li's courtyard, hoping to find some traces that would tell him where Zhang Li had been taken.
Yes, Luo Bin had found some traces, such as drops of blood on the ground.
There were footprints too, of course, but they could not lead him to anyone. They entered the village a short distance away. People normally visited Zhang Li's place anyway, and once the trail reached the village road, there were no visible footprints at all.
Gu Ya and Luo Feng had long since woken