As he listened to them talk, Song Zheng's police mind began to work, gradually connecting everything together.
"Could it be that their mission is to kill?"
His resolute brows furrowed as he met their gazes. "With each generation that inherits the coffin shop, someone in the town dies, and then the Azure Ghost Face disappears."
" A Wu is from the next generation, so he still has the Azure Ghost Face on his face."
"Wow, smart." Jiang Nuo gave him a thumbs up.
Just as she stood up, Si Yan pulled her hand and pressed her back down. Hearing a soft hum, Jiang Nuo smiled broadly and nuzzled his shoulder.
A Wu was frightened by their words. The teenager turned pale with fright. Song Zheng couldn't bear to see him like this and put his arm around his shoulder to comfort him.
Jiang Nuo and Si Yan continued their investigation of the suspicious basement.
The coffin contained not only a corpse, but also something lying across the back of the corpse.
Jiang Nuo peered inside and, through the hollow of the coffin, shouted in a muffled voice, "There are things used for raising ghosts in here, huh?"
He pulled himself out, leaned against the coffin behind him, and couldn't help but sigh, "Coffins gather yin energy, black soil nurtures ghosts, and filth borrows its power."
" Simazi has committed many sins."
Song Zheng spoke softly, "Could you say something I can understand?"
Jiang Nuo looked at him with affection, "It doesn't matter if you don't understand, that's not why I brought you here anyway."
Song Zheng:?
He silently clutched his frightened heart.
It's definitely not going to be anything good!
Thump.
A strange noise was heard.
Jiang Nuo immediately looked alertly toward the source of the sound, a red rope appearing in her hand, imbued with Spiritual Power, and hanging down to the ground.
Then, the thumping sounds grew louder and louder, as if something was trying to break free and escape, constantly overlapping with the sound of a heartbeat.
Song Zheng shielded A Wu and hid behind him, his mind on high alert.
Jiang Nuo slowly approached, and just then came face to face with the thing that had moved out from the corner.
"What an ugly thing!" Jiang Nuo shouted, putting away the red rope and turning it into a long sword, protecting Si Yan as she took a few steps back.
Everyone wore expressions of disgust, for no other reason than that it was utterly repulsive and ugly.
The Flesh Corpse was swollen into a large tumor, crawling with corpse worms, squeezing its limbs and facial features into a ball, but its speed of movement was not affected at all. It stretched out its arms to grab, and its nose frantically sniffed for human life.
Song Zheng immediately drew his gun, but hesitated whether to fire, fearing the noise would disturb the people outside.
Si Yan pressed down his hand and tossed him a dagger, which was still surrounded by Spiritual Power.
Your gun is useless.
He finished speaking very quickly and immediately went to help Jiang Nuo, who had been targeted by the Flesh Corpse.
Because of the special nature of the Flesh Corpse, Jiang Nuo and Si Yan didn't really want to be splashed with corpse fluid due to the corpse exploding.
Once the corpse in the coffin is contaminated with bodily fluids, it will immediately complete the final step of becoming a ghost. Given all these concerns, it's inevitable that people will be hesitant and timid.
Song Zheng, who was Flesh Corpse for the first time, obviously had no such concerns and was unaware of the consequences. He grabbed the dagger given to him by Si Yan and rushed over.
Jiang Nuo immediately stopped, his left eye flashing as he looked at the Flesh Corpse, "It's actually a domesticated Flesh Corpse."
"Your dad's pretty impressive." He nudged A Wu's shoulder, and the boy, who was already starting to doubt his life, was so frightened by his words that he almost knelt down again.
"Why did you two run away! Come and help me!" Song Zheng roared, raising his arms to block the giant, stinking head that the Flesh Corpse was trying to bite down on.
Song Zheng was experienced in dealing with criminals, but unfortunately, he was facing an unconscious Flesh Corpse, and he didn't know how to use his martial arts skills.
"Are you sure you want me to go over there?" Jiang Nuo suddenly thought of a good idea, chuckled, and gave Song Zheng a chance to back out.
"If you don't come here soon, I'm going to die!"
Song Zheng roared wildly.
"Okay!"
Jiang Nuo grabbed a knife and rushed over, giving Si Yan a look that signaled him to clear the corner. The two worked together seamlessly, understanding each other's intentions with just a glance.
Song Zheng could finally breathe a sigh of relief, panting and standing with his hands on his hips, only to find that Jiang Nuo was coming for him!
"What are you doing!" Song Zheng yelled again, watching helplessly as his arm was slashed. "This is assaulting a police officer!"
"I'm doing this to save your life." Jiang Nuo shook her finger, smiling mysteriously, collected all the flowing blood onto Song Zheng's coat, and then ripped his clothes off.
Song Zheng trembled and hugged his pitiful self tightly.
The Flesh Corpse charged forward again, trying to bite with its foul-smelling mouth; the scent of blood was clearly very attractive to it.
Jiang Nuo tossed her coat up, attracting it like a bull in a fight, and nimbly retreated.
The long-starved Flesh Corpse was drawn by the smell of blood and immediately rushed in the direction Jiang Nuo was heading.