"Yeah."
Wen Yan was a bit surprised, but after thinking about it, it made sense.
Probably only this could provoke the Demonic Corpse enough to trigger the transformation.
"What else do you remember? Do you remember where you were headed?"
"I remember, I remember I turned into a ghost, and I ran into a doctor—he comforted me, helped me a lot..."
As soon as the Demonic Corpse spoke, Wen Yan's eyes narrowed slightly.
You couldn't have become a ghost. You never even got the chance to become one.
"Let's go, then—you lead the way and take us there."
At that moment, Pei Tugou's phone rang—the tire change service he just called for had arrived and was asking for their exact location.
Wen Yan waved his hand, pulled Feng Wei and Tong Si, and sat together in the back of the Spiritual Vehicle, closing the door so no one outside could see in.
Pei Tugou stayed outside to direct the tire-changing workers.
