Gu Xijiu’s heart skipped a beat. Before she could say anything, the one who looked like Di Fuyi in front of her suddenly changed his appearance and became a lump of pinkish flesh. Its shape was rather odd – it slightly resembled the form of a freshly peeled mussel.
It was a bivalve with tentacles, and it was holding Gu Xijiu’s hand in its bivalve (of aquatic invertebrate having a hinged double shell).
The touch was so soft and slurry that it made her hair stand on end. Its tentacle had a tremendous suction force which slowly dragged Gu Xijiu towards its mouth.
"Don't struggle unnecessarily, you've already given me your hand, that means you've given me your soul. You can never escape, just keep calm and be my food!" The lump of mussel spoke in a blend of man and woman's voice without telling apart whether it was young or aged. Its voice was indeed eerie.
