Hu Jiao tentatively said, "How about... I go to the funeral tomorrow to take a look? That stupid woman Bai Yinman even sent me an invitation."
"Fine, if the zombie demon isn't at the funeral, you keep looking for it. But if it is..." The man's voice suddenly became a lot more sinister, "I will personally take care of it, and if you mess up, I'll feed you to the zombie demon, understand?"
"I understand, I understand." Hu Jiao quickly agreed.
On the other end, the man hung up directly.
Who exactly is this man?
Why would he be using Hu Jiao to create a zombie demon, when all the answers to the puzzles are right before my eyes?
With a bang, I kicked open the door to the room.
A wave of dusty air hit me in the face; the house hadn't been lived in for years and was filthy and messy.
Startled by the loud noise, Hu Jiao exclaimed, "Who's there?"
"It's me, Su Wan. You're hiding here specifically to avoid me, aren't you?"
