Dak dak dak dak dak~ 0

Zhao Wu was afraid, his teeth chattering uncontrollably. His face had turned green from fright.0

Zhao Wu's fear was reasonable. It was one thing to mistake the burial clothes for ghosts, but there was no way he would see a walking bloody sack and treat it as a regular object. It was a real ghost!0

“There’s… there’s… there’s…” Zhao Wu was about to shout, but Puppy swiftly silenced him by placing his hands over Zhao Wu's mouth.0

“Quiet! It has no eyes, so it can’t see us,” Puppy whispered urgently.0

Zhao Wu stared at the bag with unmoving eyes as he heard Puppy’s whisper. Puppy was right. The sack somehow ignored them, continuing to hop and leap.0

“Quickly! We...0