Not quite at the place yet, Tong Si looked into the distance.
"Such heavy resentment, and it's swelling up so fast."
When they arrived, they saw Pei Tugou busy on the phone with someone unknown.
Upon seeing Wen Yan, Pei Tugou was a bit surprised.
"Wen Yan, what are you doing here?"
"I had something to do around here, happened to sense something odd, so I came over to check."
Pei Tugou followed Wen Yan's gaze to the spiritual vehicle, and an uneasy feeling crept over him.
"Don't tell me it's the client I'm delivering?"
After working at Virtue City Funeral House for some time, he knew a few things here and there.
"Let me take a look first."
Wen Yan opened the rear hatch of the spiritual vehicle, and saw Pei Tugou sitting next to the coffin, its lid already open.
The yin qi and resentment pouring out from it were thick as fog.
He climbed into the vehicle, glanced at the corpse in the coffin, and frowned slightly.
Even he could see this was about to become a corpse mutation.
