Waiting was unusually agonizing, especially with the feeling of helplessness of completely entrusting one's fate to others. It was so oppressive that it made it difficult for everyone to breathe. Recalling Yao Shunyu's attitude toward Li Shanru, Fatty felt increasingly uneasy.

Finally, Lin Qianqian couldn't bear it any longer. "We shouldn't just wait here passively. Some of us should go and meet them."

"Who's going? You?" Jiang Cheng raised his head and retorted.

"I'll go if I have to! It's better than waiting here to die!" This feeling of impending doom made Lin Qianqian hysterical. She didn't want to die in a place like this.

Seeing this scene, Yuan Shanyuan's deep voice spoke, "Miss Lin, please calm down. Little friend Jiang is right. It's best for us to wait patiently here now."

After a pause, Yuan Shanyuan's gaze at Lin Qianqian became strange. "Miss Lin, can you guarantee that you'll take the same route they did when you go to meet them?"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere became even more oppressive. Everyone still had lingering fears about the treacherous road they had taken to get here. Who could guarantee that they wouldn't encounter ghost walls or other evil things on their way back?

If Yao Shunyu and Li Bai delivered the bodies on time, it would be too late to save them.

Lin Qianqian bit her lip, her whole body trembling slightly. Just then, Luo Tianhe spoke, "What Miss Lin said isn't entirely unreasonable. We can't just sit here and do nothing. At the very least, we need to deal with these two bodies in front of us."

"Ding Zhendong's body is easy enough to handle, but the Young Master's body is more troublesome. Those vengeful infants followed Master Wu's bloodline. They not only hollowed out the Young Master's internal organs, but also injured his soul. Now that he's missing some of his three souls and seven spirits, leaving his body here will inevitably lead to trouble."

Hearing Luo Tianhe's ominous words, Fatty couldn't help but ask, "Then what do you think we should do?"

"Use that coffin to seal the Young Master inside, and then when we go back, we'll notify the Wu family to find a good place to bury him," Luo Tianhe said, looking at the vertical burial coffin.

Without delay, everyone immediately started to work, but they encountered a problem along the way. Luo Tianhe tried everything, but he still couldn't get the Young Master to close his eyes. Those bloodshot, resentful eyes stared at them, making them feel uneasy.

"What... what's going on?" Fatty asked nervously. The Young Master's eyes seemed different than before, and coincidentally, they were staring right at his face.

"His resentment is too strong. He refuses to close his eyes even in death," Yuan Shanyuan sighed. "I once heard that when you encounter a corpse with open eyes like this, you must bury a living person with him in the same coffin. The corpse on top, the living person below, only then can his resentment be appeased."

Fatty felt a sense of cruelty just listening to it. He couldn't help but imagine himself as the living person buried underneath, how helpless he would feel at the moment the coffin lid was slowly closed.

"About how long until a corpse transformation occurs?" Lin Qianqian suddenly asked.

Luo Tianhe pondered for a moment. "About a day, maybe as fast as five or six hours, depending on the amount of resentment and the geomantic omen of the place where the corpse is located."

"That's enough time. We can grab someone from the Wu mansion after dawn and bury them together in the coffin. We'll definitely have enough time," Lin Qianqian said as if she had grabbed a lifeline, knowing that she didn't have to die, and her emotions became agitated.

As soon as she said that, Lin Qianqian realized that something was wrong. Jiang Cheng, Fatty, and even Luo Tianhe and Yuan Shanyuan were giving her strange looks, looks that were full of meaning.

Lin Qianqian shuddered violently. "I... I mean, let the Wu mansion voluntarily choose someone. We'll leave it entirely up to them, explain the pros and cons to them, and they'll understand. And... and this matter was caused by the Wu family in the first place, wasn't it? I know what you all mean, we... we won't interfere."

Realizing her slip of the tongue, Lin Qianqian tried her best to make amends, but it seemed that no one appreciated it.

Jiang Cheng thought to himself that he had overestimated this Lin Qianqian. It was true that this woman had some cleverness and tricks, but not much. These kinds of thoughts were best kept to oneself. If they were really forced into a corner and did it, no one would say anything, but to say it so unscrupulously in front of everyone was a low move.

Although situations where teammates guarded against each other and secretly plotted to kill each other during missions were not uncommon, at least on the surface everyone was relatively amicable, trying their best to create a kind and reliable persona. But with Lin Qianqian's words, her persona had completely collapsed.

As expected, someone righteous would stand up soon.

"Miss Lin, what are you saying?" Luo Tianhe put on a stern face, his even and cold voice putting immense pressure on her. "I don't think the ordinary servants of the Wu mansion have been involved in this matter. To make them bear the consequences for no reason, to suffer this torment, will bring retribution."

"I'm sorry, I just... I was just nervous and misspoke. I didn't mean it that way. I just hope we can all survive," Lin Qianqian's explanation was weak and unconvincing.

Jiang Cheng was too lazy to add insult to injury for this woman who wasn't very bright, but he knew that Lin Qianqian would probably have a hard time leaving here alive.

In the end, Yuan Shanyuan stood up to smooth things over. "Everyone, please stop talking about it. I think Miss Lin just misspoke. She knows what's appropriate. Let's just drop this matter. The mission is so dangerous. We need to work together."

Lin Qianqian's slip of the tongue was a minor matter, and everyone quickly ignored it. The pressing issue now was how to deal with the Young Master's body. After Luo Tianhe and Yuan Shanyuan discussed it, they reached an agreement.

Luo Tianhe raised his head and beckoned to Fatty. "Wang Fugui, I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you one more time."

The wound on Fatty's forehead had stopped bleeding, but Luo Tianhe used the same method to scrape the wound open again, took a few drops of blood from between his eyebrows, and used the blood to draw strange patterns on the Young Master's face. Finally, he took a silver dollar and slapped it on the Young Master's forehead. A bizarre scene occurred: the Young Master's body immediately began to convulse uncontrollably, and his empty abdomen swayed from side to side. The scene was extremely terrifying.

But after just a few seconds, the body suddenly became still, and the eyes that had been wide open in death closed.

"Now!" Luo Tianhe urged in a low voice.

Yuan Shanyuan, who was next to him, immediately squatted down and used the silver needles he had prepared in advance to sew up the Young Master's eyes. Seeing the dense stitches on his eyelids, Fatty felt a chill in his heart. It reminded him of the red head covering sewn onto Wang Bao's face.

Then the two of them worked together to lift the Young Master's body into the coffin. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when the coffin lid was closed.

"Look!" Lin Qianqian suddenly shouted, pointing in one direction.

In the direction they had come from, a lantern appeared in the distance.