Liang Yue was certain the proprietress was a ghost, because the scarlet tip of the Ghost-Pointing Needle was locked firmly onto it.
But why had the needle been spinning wildly before?
Why had it only abruptly pointed at the proprietress just now?
Whatever the case, it was best not to disobey a ghost. It had told them to stand beside the chopping block, so they should not move rashly.
But were they really supposed to wait for this ghost to make them a pot of human rib soup?
With her own flesh, at that...
Liang Yue looked at the half-body on the chopping block. That was clearly her...
Was it an illusion?
No... the proprietress deftly skinned it, chopped it into pieces, and tossed the meat and bones into boiling water to blanch away the blood.
That smell came from real meat...
It was the aroma of meat.
"Ugh..."
Liang Yue did not know whether this was her own flesh or an illusion formed by something else. All she knew was that if they could not think of something soon, she and Wang Million were doomed.
Simply turning around and running would never work. Neither of them had an item that could temporarily stop a Vengeful Ghost from moving or change their current situation.
Both the sunglasses and the Ghost-Pointing Needle were items for gathering information. At a time like this, they were completely useless.
The ghost paid no attention to either of them, busying itself with its own work. It was so focused that it seemed to have forgotten Liang Yue and Wang Million existed.
With no Vengeful Ghost chasing them and no dead soul demanding their lives, this was a good opportunity to think.
In fact, Wang Million had been doing exactly that all along.
But no matter