Qian Si's body staggered forward, muttering, "Home... going home."
It seemed that for him, going home was the real destination.
Mo Lin and Divine Doctor Shen tacitly didn't disturb Qian Si.
Who would want to meddle with a dead man?
"The young people from our village, when they come to Ghost Mountain, it's always in this way they return home," Divine Doctor Shen murmured, watching Qian Si's figure in the distance.
This Ghost Mountain, for the living, is a place that claims lives.
Mo Lin looked at the Ghost Mountain before him and said slowly to Divine Doctor Shen, "Let's go, follow me in."
Divine Doctor Shen nodded and then followed him to enter Ghost Mountain.
Upon entering Ghost Mountain, a suffocating sensation was clearly felt.
Divine Doctor Shen's breathing was rather labored.
Mo Lin glanced around, then led Divine Doctor Shen upward along the black road.
This is the lowest level; there's no Nether Qi here, those people should be above.
