The Secret Mastiffs' eyes were either ghostly green or blood-red, and exceedingly eerie...
These Secret Mastiffs gave off a strange, foul stench that was extremely unpleasant. It was an odor that had clung to them from years of dealing with corpses.
But precisely because of this, the Secret Mastiffs were also more alert to uncanny things. They were unquestionably the best early warning creatures.
"I'll keep a couple of Secret Mastiffs like these myself someday."
Qu Zan dismounted, and two monk soldiers came over to inspect his bundle, searching for anything unusual.
Qu Zan was not surprised by this. On the contrary, he felt that the more carefully they checked outside, the safer it was for those living in Corpse Camel Temple.
A brawny Secret Mastiff came over and kept circling Qu Zan's left hand, sniffing.
"Roll up your left sleeve and let us see," a monk soldier said.
Qu Zan raised his left hand, revealing the Hundred-Eyed Prayer Beads.
He had all the documents required to possess the artifact, so he did not feel nervous.
The monk soldier, however, saw a series of bulges growing on Qu Zan's left arm, each with a slit across it.
While examining Qu Zan's arm, one monk soldier accidentally touched a bulge.
Swish!
An eye snapped open, with a white eyeball and a black iris. What was worse, the eyeball was writhing, its iris staring fixedly at him, frightening the monk soldier into hastily backing away.
"Wh-what is that?" the monk soldier asked timidly.
"An eye."
"This is a Vengeful Ghost I've bound," Qu Zan said calmly. He placed his hand on his left arm, and the eye closed.
The monk soldier checked Qu Zan's documents and confirmed that everything was in order. He said, "Your ghost hand is registered, and so are