The woman blinked several times before she fully regained consciousness. She gripped Chen Ge's sleeves, and the first sentence out of her lips was… "It split open. The person's body split open!"
"Huh? Slow down. There's no need to rush." Chen Ge patted the woman on her back and slowly helped her to sit upright.
"After you left with the two children, the six-headed monster was torn apart by the village's ghosts, and throughout the process, the black robe didn't move a finger." The Zhu woman's body was weak, and her words came slow and stunted. "After the village's spirits shared the monster, they turned their attention to the black robe, but the moment they got near, they screamed and ran away."
"The ghosts were afraid of him?"
"Yes, red blood started to seep from his body, and after the robe was peeled off, I saw that he was carrying a dead woman on his back."
