Before the group went to search for the rift, Li Xian proposed they first examine the corpse.
He distinctly remembered helping the Five Chang Gods pin Duan Guanshi dead against the willow tree, but now Duan Zengshi suggested a different version of events, leaving him uneasy and apprehensive.
"Just afraid that this weasel might have nine lives."
Li Xian's voice trembled as he spoke.
So, Chen Yi followed his words and located the willow tree.
Blackened blood stains had seeped into the trunk, emitting a stale stench that assaulted the nose, but the corpse Li Xian referenced was nowhere to be found—only a piece of torn fabric hung at the treetop.
The sight made the three ghosts' hair stand on end.
"I clearly pinned him right there..." Li Xian said in a trembling voice. "Where could this person... have run off to?"
