Qi Gu still walked at the very back of the group. What had happened earlier had drained his energy, making him walk even more slowly.
But... no one was going to hurry him along because of it.
Some strong, sturdy crew members even offered to carry Qi Gu. He was sorely tempted, but imagining how unsightly that would look, he turned them down.
Qi Gu ate as he walked, crunching through Want Want Little Mantou to replenish his energy.
[Qi Gu, a genuine new-energy product. Just one bag of snacks powers a whole night of ghost hunting!]
[So where can I buy this product? Link, please!]
[I want one too. I'd sell everything I own to buy him!]
[Ah, I just realized it's already almost eleven. I'm hungry and want a late-night snack... but my building has no elevator, so delivery can only come downstairs.]
[I'm scared to go downstairs too... I've been holding my pee for two hours.]
[Now whenever I close my eyes, I feel like ghosts are all around me, every one of them out to get me.]
[Hey, above, could your feeling actually be right? I've heard human intuition is very sensitive.]
[You monster! Stop talking!]
[At this point, I have to get one of Floating Mist Temple's sachets! Draw your swords, everyone!]
Qi Gu... Qi Gu felt that ever since he had produced the Purple-Gold Gourd and the Iron Pellet, Lin Hanzhi had been looking at him strangely. It was a little like the look Qi Gu got when he saw grilled skewers and milk tea, only even more blatant.
What did that mean?
Did he want to become his disciple too?
Just as Qi Gu was considering whether he should accept this Pigsy... no, this second disciple, if Lin Hanzhi really asked to study