A person who had likely been subrged here for over a hundred years still managed to gesture with his eyes and mouthing words to you.
At this mont, the shock his actions brought even surpassed that of the one sitting on the bed.
Not only Li Zhiyuan, but everyone kept looking back and forth between the main door and the big bed; naturally, they also saw the man’s guidance.
However, Run Sheng always listened to Li Zhiyuan, and Tan Wenbin only contributed during lively monts, never speaking out during decision-making.
Only Xue Liangliang reached out to grasp Li Zhiyuan’s arm, applying a slight pressure toward the direction of the bed:
"Xiao Yuan, make a decision."
Xue Liangliang silently conveyed his stance—he wanted to go towards the bed.
This was also Li Zhiyuan’s choice.
Sotis, all the dazzling complexities of human nature, the deceptive strategies, the logic of right and wrong, could all be discarded; during decision-making, focus on one key point:
One must know that those four people from the Qing Dynasty should have faced the sa situation and also made the most normal choice to charge the door, after which they went from being Corpse Recovery Divers to bed carriers.
Actually, even without a reminder from that person, when the four appeared among the bed carriers in this form, Li Zhiyuan had already made his decision.
The reason for waiting a little longer was just like taking several deep breaths before a bungee jump.
"Rush under the bed!"
Everyone imdiately began to sprint, and this scene was much like when they had first entered the underground palace and approached the huge snake-mouth-shaped door—willingly delivering themselves to the enemy’s mouth.
In an instant, seven of the eight bed carriers all lowered their previously level gaze to the four rushing up.
The golden curtains slowly lifted, and the woman’s long hair inside gradually parted to both sides.
Li Zhiyuan saw her face—it was a human face, but it was covered in snakeskin scales, and her eyes had the vertical pupils of a snake.
The four dashed to the front of the bed, and the other three quickly bent down to avoid hitting their heads, except for the boy.
While running under the bed, Li Zhiyuan caught sight of a Jade Pendant hanging from the "Qing Dynasty Reminder’s" waist with the corner of his eye.
The boy instinctively reached out and grabbed it.
The Jade Pendant might contain so identity information about this person. Although your reminder did not influence my choice, I still owe you this favor.
If it’s possible to find your descendants or successors, I will return this favor to them.
At Zhu Yang, the truck driver’s ho, Li Zhiyuan had already instructed Xue Liangliang to transfer the funds.
Li Sanjiang didn’t teach the boy much about Corpse Recovery techniques, because most of what he knew was incorrect.
But the boy learned sothing very important from Li Sanjiang, which was the integrity of Corpse Recovery Divers.
However, this grab, instead of pulling it down, almost caused him to stumble.
Li Zhiyuan quickly let go, giving up on it.
He couldn’t stop or follow the bed just to take another Jade Pendant.
Finally, the four of them crawled out from beneath the bed and ran forward a bit more, reaching the edge of the water pool.
The eight bed carriers and the one on the bed only "looked" at them, making no move against them—whether they were uninterested or had more important matters to attend to was unknown.
"Ding..."
The earlier Jade Pendant that hadn’t been pulled off fell from the waist by itself and rolled all the way to Li Zhiyuan.
Li Zhiyuan reached out, picked it up, blew on it, and saw five engraved characters, "Fengdu Yin Zhiwang."
Fengdu is also Fengdu, presently under the jurisdiction of Sichuan Province’s Fuling, not far from where they were now in Wanzhou.
The surna Yin is quite rare, and it is a legitimate Corpse Recovery Diver family, so if any descendants are alive, it shouldn’t be hard to find them.
After keeping the Jade Pendant safe, he looked up and saw the procession carrying the bed reaching the doorway.
"Hehehe..."
Laughter continued to emanate from inside the door, the woman’s face behind the door ceaselessly peeking out.
The edge of the bed banged against the door, producing thunderous booming sounds.
Tan Wenbin exclaid in surprise, "Isn’t the way to transcend into paradise so simple and crude?"
Xue Liangliang retorted, "What else, do you really believe in ascension?"
Tan Wenbin shook his head, "No, it’s just that I thought it should at least be a bit more poetic, a little more romantic."
"Creak..."
The door, which was rely ajar, was slowly pushed open by the sturdy and forceful bed legs.
At the sa ti, continuous "crunch..." sounds echoed from the pool behind the four of them.
They imdiately turned back to look and discovered that the pool which had concealed the bed and hidden the eight corpses was rapidly draining water.
Xue Liangliang said, "There’s a switch below that seems to be connected to the door above; they need to open together."
As the door opened wider, the water in the pool drained even faster, soon nearly emptying, revealing a hole at the bottom.
Tan Wenbin remarked, "It seems like the bathtub stopper has been pulled out."
Li Zhiyuan suggested, "Perhaps, this is the real exit?"
Tan Wenbin asked in confusion, "But isn’t it downward?"
"Hehehe..."
"Hehehe..."
At this mont, the laughter behind the door suddenly intensified.
The four of them turned back to see the woman’s face behind the door multiplying—from one, to two, then four, and eight faces... soon, the faces filled both sides of the door from top to bottom.
They were all laughing; the laughter was eerie.
Tan Wenbin swallowed hard, "So many?"
Li Zhiyuan’s ears twitched slightly as he said, "Not just that."
As the door was fully pushed open, the faces behind it crawled out—yes, crawled—because behind each face was a body resembling a gecko, only the limbs were much shorter proportionally compared to a typical gecko, and the entire body was covered in sli; the four limbs had nearly degenerated, relying solely on their bodies to quickly slither.
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