Follow his steps...
Jian Cunxin did not fully understand what Qin Manjiang meant, but she knew this was no time to ask.
But when Qin Manjiang stepped forward, Jian Cunxin was dumbfounded.
Why was he walking in a Z-shaped pattern?
Wait! Could it be?
Jian Cunxin immediately looked back at the Corpse Remains. It was approaching them step by step, and it, too, was walking in a Z-shaped pattern!
Only then did she understand what Qin Manjiang had been doing when he stared so intently at the Corpse Remains!
If moving through this space meant merely walking in place no matter what they did, the ghost could never catch them.
But if the ghost could approach them, then... they could learn how to move from it!
In such an urgent situation, he had actually thought of a method like this...
Jian Cunxin stared at Qin Manjiang's back in disbelief. Just what kind of person was this man?
He seemed unreliable, yet at certain moments, he proved unexpectedly dependable.
Jian Cunxin hurried after him. As instructed, she stepped exactly where Qin Manjiang had stepped rather than tracing a Z-shaped pattern of her own. She did not know why, but since Qin Manjiang had told her to do so, she did.
In fact, Qin Manjiang had no attention to spare for her right now. All his energy was focused on his feet.
Jian Cunxin had guessed correctly. He was indeed watching the Corpse Remains' steps and imitating them.
But was simply tracing a Z shape enough?
He did not know, but he could not afford trial and error now. All he could do was perfectly reproduce every aspect of the Corpse Remains' gait.
Direction, stride length, rhythm-he kept them all as consistent as possible, which required enormous energy and concentration.
Qin Manjiang