The Dream Ghost quickly turned its head to look at both sides of the bridge. On one side, the turtle was still tumbling on the lake's surface, while on the other side, the Fierce Ghost surprisingly began to retreat.
Although already prepared for a calamity with a nine-in-ten chance of death to divert the disaster, if the situation could improve, that would be ideal.
The Dream Ghost's body immediately started to shake, a great joy at seeing hope after despair.
It had a suspicion in its heart that these three terrifying beings might not want to crush it to death. Wouldn't that mean they would just let it go like a fart?
...
Yin Meng stood at the entrance of the coffin shop, looking numb.
She saw a mother and daughter holding an umbrella walking past on the street in front of her. The little girl was about to point at her but was blocked by another black umbrella, under which stood a boy.
The boy approached the coffin shop, observing his surroundings.
