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"": "Rising to his feet, Luo Bin surveyed the eight doors again. The Gray Immortal had already indicated one as the way forward. Could corpses be hidden behind all seven of the others?
Had that thing crawled out through one of them too?
As he pondered this, Luo Bin approached the nearest door.
The Gray Immortal sprang off the ground, squeaking shrilly. When it landed, its back arched and its fur stood on end!
A chill gripped Luo Bin's heart. Was there danger behind this door?
He immediately asked, "Which door did it come out of?"
The Gray Immortal squeaked twice more, pointing its sharp little head at another door.
Yet Luo Bin remained uneasy. There was definitely something wrong with the door before him.
He did not turn toward the door the Gray Immortal had indicated.
Instead, Luo Bin kept walking. When he reached the door he had been watching, he gripped the Lightning-Struck Chestnut Heartwood again with one hand and pressed the other against the door.
The Gray Immortal's fur remained bristled, but it did not stop him. It stared fixedly at the door, ready to attack at any moment.
He applied a little pressure.
There was no sound, but he felt a faint tremor beneath his palm.
The door moved, rotating with remarkable smoothness.
Its construction was unusual: it could rotate in place, with a cramped space inside.
During the earlier fight, Luo Bin had dropped his flashlight, so there was still light in the burial chamber.
The beam happened to shine into that narrow space, revealing a face covered in fine red fuzz and a pair of crimson, blood-seeping eyes.
His heart lurched. Another Fangshi?
His dread multiplied. Could it be that only one door led onward, while each of