'This does not smell like the carcass of a goat,' Jia Li thought as she came to a stop in front of the sack that was thrown in the back of the mountains which was far from the village. She turned to glance at Li Gang and Grandma Lan Fen before announcing, "It's a human."
The body might have been twisted in a manner such that no one would be able to recognize it was a human corpse before being stuffed inside the sack but Jia Li had seen enough corpses in her life to know that it was indeed a human and not a goat.
Li Gang crouched down and then pulled the strings of the sack. With Liu Hui Ying giving them enough spiritual energy it was not that troublesome for the three ghosts to touch and hold things. He undid the strings and no sooner did he pull the strings ——
A foul smell along with a torn arm rolled out of the sack.
