"Second Sister Siyan, you've figured it out too?!" Sun Zhuo's tone was filled with surprise and excitement.
This undoubtedly brought a slight heaviness to my heart.
"Hm?" The female immortal clearly didn't understand what Sun Zhuo meant.
"This place is not just any ordinary mountain, nor is it just an ordinary place of punishment. It is a corpse field! More precisely, it is called a Corpse Mountain and a Forest of Flesh!" Sun Zhuo's words were like pearls, his attitude exuded confidence and demonstrated his extensive knowledge.
"I had previously let my cousin Guo Xian and Zhang Xu leave Qianjia Village and enter this place alone, and I discovered its mystery. The entire mountain is actually made of corpses!"
"It must have been many years ago when the malevolent corpses entered the core of this cave, as the fortune teller would say, they merged with the vitality here, grew with it, and slowly devoured the summit of the mountain."
"The problem with those hairs is because this Corpse Mountain is too malevolent, and I can't find the core location. At the core position, there must be the soul of this Corpse Mountain."
"And I conjecture that the soul is usually suppressed, the Revenge Ghosts of Qianjia Village not only serve as a restriction on the existence of Qianjia Village, but also monitor the soul of the Corpse Mountain."
"Now that the Revenge Ghosts have not appeared, there's a strong possibility that this is because the Corpse Mountain has awakened to restrict the soul of the Corpse Mountain."
"Second Sister Siyan, what you said earlier about digging out the heart and breaking the corpse is very similar to what I said. As long as we truly suppress the soul of the Corpse Mountain, Senior Han can still be safe and sound!"
By the time he finished speaking, Sun Zhuo's confidence grew even stronger, and his sense of achievement was more pronounced.
The female immortal nodded, muttering, "Ah, so that's it. Young Master Sun is indeed learned."
"Hahaha, Second Sister, you overpraise me. You also see the problem here, don't you? Brother Sun just needs to say a few more words and show my inadequacies."
Sun Zhuo slightly bowed with his hands joined, his demeanor and atmosphere warm and pleasant, and his smile gave a refreshing sense of being in a spring breeze.
I felt a slight twitch in my eyelids and just felt queasy.
Does his behavior indicate that he has some sort of interest in this female immortal?
"I didn't notice anything amiss here. On the contrary, my ignorance of what a Corpse Mountain and a Forest of Flesh is led to this mishap." The female immortal looked at Sun Zhuo, and her gaze did not change in admiration at all. Her tone remained indifferent.
Sun Zhuo's body clearly stiffened.
Sun Zhuo unconsciously looked at me.
"Ugh..."
Old Gong actually vomited a large amount of gray saliva.
Sun Zhuo slightly furrowed his brow, lightly saying, "Xian Shen, I will advise you once again, don't mess around with ghosts, or you'll get lost."
As a result, Old Gong vomited even more severely.
Sun Zhuo's brows knitted tighter, revealing a trace of disgust.
The female immortal's demeanor became unnatural, asking me, "Is he alright?"
Sun Zhuo's pupils then slightly constricted.
It was as if he was surprised that the female immortal would show concern for Old Gong.
"Hiss..."
Old Gong stopped retching all of a sudden. He forced a smile on his face, and the wrinkles all folded together.
"No... no problem, we have to find the heart for the young miss."
"Huh..."
Old Gong's tone, smile, and overall demeanor were too lecherous.
The female immortal's expression froze.
However, Old Gong slightly raised his head, as if he had taken several deep breaths, and then leaped up suddenly before landing heavily on the ground.
My earlier awkwardness instantly turned into surprise and suspicion.
However, I had no time to stop it. Old Gong bit into the ground and easily pulled off a piece of corpse flesh with his teeth, chewing it forcefully.
Sun Zhuo's eyes narrowed slightly, and he became silent.
The female immortal looked at Old Gong for a few more seconds before approaching Han Qu, as if to break the talisman on his chest.
However, her eyebrows were tightly knitted.
She extended her finger and touched the wound on Han Qu's chest before withdrawing it again.
"Some trouble, Second Brother Sun Zhuo, come and take a look," the female immortal called out to Sun Zhuo.
"Okay."
Sun Zhuo nodded and walked towards Han Qu.
I changed my expression again and walked straight up to him, trying to block Sun Zhuo in front of him.
However, he was faster, and he was already close to Han Qu's side.
"This talisman is deeply embedded in Han Brother's remains, its function is to control the soul. If we remove it abruptly, it may dislodge Han Brother's soul. In that case, if the soul remains trapped in the talisman paper, it would be suppressed, and when the talisman is destroyed, the soul would be in a scattered state and unable to recover."
"It seems we need to get a talisman from the person who put it down. I don't have the ability to do that for now." Sun Zhuo spoke quickly.
However, for me, I am more aware that even if Sun Zhuo can, he won't do it.
It's even possible that he wants to destroy Han Qu more than anything.
"The person who put the talisman..." The female immortal looked towards the slope above.
The fog there remained thick, and it was unknown what the situation was in the interior.
"That person should not be able to free themselves in the short term."
"This is a male ghost. We need to break through here to save Han Shifu, and perhaps we can work together and find a way out."
"I hope your backup plan can hold him off."
The female immortal mentioned three different people in her three sentences.
"Nine Elder, Old Gong, and I..."
Old Gong revealed this ability in front of them.
Even the leader could see something amiss.
Let alone two priests with a natural propensity towards male ghosts?
I am now numb.
In secret confrontations with Sun Zhuo, I have always been at a disadvantage. Exposing another Old Gong won't have any significant impact.
The female immortal is indifferent to everything, so she probably won't do anything.
As for Yu Xiao, Elder Nine has already clashed with her, and Sun Zhuo will also find out about it later.
In the meantime, I didn't respond to the female immortal's words and instead looked down at Old Gong.
Old Gong had finished chewing the corpse flesh and swallowed it down.
Old Gong has a very short neck, and it's hard to tell where the flesh went after he swallowed it.
In the end, Old Gong's eyeballs started to dart around.
He suddenly rolled to the bottom of the slope with a gurgling sound.
We were only close to the bottom, but there was still a considerable distance to go.
"Second Brother Sun Zhuo, carry Han Shifu on your back," the female immortal suddenly said, followed by Old Gong.
"Okay."
Sun Zhuo was about to lift Han Qu onto his back.
"I'll do it." This time, my reaction speed was faster than Sun Zhuo's, and I directly went around him, grabbed Han Qu's shoulder, and put him directly on my back.
Because the female immortal caught up with Old Gong and didn't see us here.
Sun Zhuo looked at me with a half-smile.
Later, he shook his head.
I didn't respond, I didn't look at him, but went after the female immortal.
In a few quick steps, Sun Zhuo overtook me and caught up to the female immortal.
In no time, we reached the bottom of the slope.
There is a chaotic pile of planks here.
Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a messy pile of coffin pieces.
A faint smell of decay came from here.
There is a decomposing corpse stench, as well as a thick, sticky corpse oil.
From a distance, it was obscured and not clear enough to see these things clearly.
Up close, it gives an extremely oppressive feeling, as if stepping in would sink into a sludge-like mass of rotten flesh.
Old Gong jumped up and landed on the nightpot. He licked his mouth and said, "In the center, there's a heartbeat."
Our attention immediately turned to the center of this pile of coffin pieces.
What we saw was not a heart, but rather a coffin.
A rectangular coffin, as black as ink, like a coffin made of solid ink.
Above the coffin, there was a stream of green mist flowing, twisting and wrapping around the coffin.
Before, we didn't see it and didn't feel anything.
After seeing it, we could hear the heartbeats, a heavy, thudding sound, like being trapped in a cave.
That drum-like heart pounding made me groan deeply, as if my blood flow had become irregular...
