Accompanied by a series of unbearable groans, the black liquid became more and more abundant and concentrated, staining the sheets beneath him while a faint stench filled the air.
Everyone's eyes revealed suspicion as they watched in surprise, entirely unable to understand why more and more black substance emerged from Zhang's body as they pressed.
"What are those?" Xinxin played the role of the curious baby, gazing bewilderedly at the old man Lee.
"I don't know, they all came from your Uncle Zhang's body; seems related to his previous illness," old man Lee shook his head, guessing.
"Tsk, tsk, if it weren't for the young brother stirring things up, I wouldn't have known a person's body could be this filthy," the woman lamented, while the others nodded in agreement.
Half an hour later, Zhiyan finally finished the job, dipping her hands into the basin to wash away the grime.
