Chuyi shot me a cold glare. “Pick it up. Keep burning it.”

Putting my fears aside, I picked up the candle and continued to burn it.

The pregnant corpse’s mouth opened wider. Burping sounds were continuously echoing inside her throat. She also hiccupped; sticky saliva oozed from the corner of her mouth every time she hiccupped, which painted a really disgusting sight.

She looked horrible. Her eyes bulged, showing more white than black as she gazed blankly at the void.

For some reason, I had the feeling that the pregnant woman was looking at me with resentment. I had goosebumps on my back right after thinking about it.

Chuyi would use his handkerchief to wipe the drool every time the pregnant corpse burped. Shortly after, his handkerchief had turned into a gruesome dark yellowish color.

Eventually, Chuyi...