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The head was disheveled, its eyes wide and unblinking, staring straight at him. Its mouth was agape, but no sound came out; its face was filled with terror. Who else could it be but his sworn brother?

The burly man never imagined that the skinny man's head would be cut off silently and placed on a statue. What's even more terrifying is that he didn't notice anything amiss.

If he were the target, he would probably be decapitated by now!

escape!

Run!

The burly man had only one thought in his mind!

His body reacted instinctively, and he scrambled to his feet, then turned and rushed into the heavy snow outside.

The biting cold instantly cleared the strong man's mind.

As he ran, he kept looking back with lingering fear.

The dilapidated temple gradually disappeared into the snow and ice.

The sudden murder completely disrupted the strong man's plans.

For the sake of his own life, the burly man dared not stay where he was. Braving the wind and snow, he ran towards the direction away from the dilapidated temple, trudging through snow that was deep enough to cover his calves.

The snow was a vast expanse of white, making it almost impossible to discern directions.

"Ha ha!"

The burly man, panting heavily, ran forward with all his might, showing no sign of stopping.

He had only one thought in his mind: Run! Run as far as possible!

After an unknown amount of time, the burly man finally slowed down, panting heavily.

He had been running in the heavy snow for almost half an hour, and finally he was too tired to run anymore.

The burly man slowly stopped, supporting himself on his knees with both hands, panting heavily.

After a long while, the burly man slowly stood up, preparing to determine the direction.

Suddenly his eyes went blank.

For some reason, that strange, dilapidated temple inexplicably appeared right in front of him!

Amidst the swirling snowflakes, the dilapidated temple resembled a gigantic monster, lying on the snow-covered ground, mocking him.

Terror instantly filled the burly man's face.

"what!"

He let out a strange cry and turned to run away.

However, all his efforts were in vain.

When he stopped again, he looked up and the dilapidated temple had silently reappeared in front of him.

At this moment, the snow seemed to be falling even heavier...

Chapter 723 The Corpse Came Back to Life!

Two days later, the snow cleared up.

Almost half of Xuzhou was covered in white.

A caravan of several dozen people appeared on the official road, slowly heading towards Xiapi.

Howl!

The horses pulling the cart were walking peacefully when suddenly, as if startled, they reared up on their front hooves and cried out in terror.

"Whoa!"

The coachman immediately pulled on the reins and patiently calmed the driver down.

"Look what that is!?"

At that moment, a voice rang out from the group, and everyone looked towards the front of the pipe in the direction of the sound.

Amidst the pure white expanse, a large patch of dark red stain was faintly visible, and something seemed to be encased within that stain.

Two henchmen stepped forward to investigate on the leader's orders.

They quickly exclaimed in surprise.

"Dead! Dead!"

The guards immediately drew their weapons and surrounded the caravan, while scanning their surroundings warily.

Soon, the caravan dug out two bodies buried in the snow, their heads cruelly severed.

Soon after, the two bodies were handed over to the county government.

After a thorough inspection, no travel permits or other identification documents were found on them.

This tragic incident, which occurred during a heavy snowfall, was hastily closed by the county government as a case of two homeless people from out of town being murdered for money.

The two bodies were then transported to the mortuary outside the city by two servants pushing a cart.

Both bodies were adult males, weighing a combined two to three hundred pounds. In addition, there had just been a heavy snowfall, and the road was very difficult to travel on.

Moreover, the mortuary was located five li outside Xiapi City.

Before they even reached the mortuary, it was already completely dark.

They could only have one person carry a torch for light while the other pushed the cart, taking turns after walking a certain distance.

Despite the bumpy journey, they finally arrived at the mortuary before midnight.

This place is guarded year-round by a blind and deaf old man.

The two servants were in a hurry to go back and didn't bother to say hello. They simply dragged the cart into the mortuary.

The entire mortuary was like a long-abandoned house, containing mostly the corpses of refugees whose identities could not be verified.

This place has not been cleaned for a long time, and the ground is covered with fallen leaves, straw and other debris.

A chilling wind blew, and the broken doors and windows emitted eerie whistling sounds. Fallen leaves were swirled up and turned in the air, as if a mischievous hand was playing with them.

Huge white gauze hung from the roof beams, and when the wind blew, it immediately fluttered, looking from a distance like ghosts flying around the mortuary.

Inside the mortuary's main hall, several coffins were suspended in mid-air by long benches, while many more bodies were simply wrapped in tattered straw mats and carelessly tossed on the ground.

Looking at the human-shaped figures protruding under the straw mat, one couldn't help but feel a chill.

The entire mortuary was riddled with holes, allowing for good air circulation, but there were simply too many corpses—in coffins, wrapped in straw mats, and scattered here and there, totaling more than a dozen or twenty.

A faint, putrid stench permeated the air.

One of the servants, surnamed Li, who was holding a torch, couldn't help but shiver and urged repeatedly:

"This mortuary feels really eerie, let's get out of here quickly!"

"Aren't you just stating the obvious? This is a mortuary, a place specifically for storing the dead!"

"Come quickly and give us a hand to carry these two guys inside, then we can leave!"

Another servant surnamed Zhao urged impatiently, but if you listened carefully, you could hear a slight tremor in his voice.

He seemed to be trying to cope with his intense unease by speaking loudly.

"I'm coming!"

The servant holding the torch reluctantly found a place to stick it in, and then, together with his comrades, he unloaded a corpse from the cart and dragged it into the mortuary.

After carelessly tossing the corpses into a corner near the door, Li, the servant, looked around the mortuary with trepidation. His eyes would occasionally drift to the corpses covered with straw mats and white cloths on the ground, but he would immediately look away as if he had been electrocuted.

"What are you dawdling for? Hurry up and finish moving the other one, then we can leave!"

Zhao, the servant, urged repeatedly.

"Oh."

The two men went outside and lifted another body off the cart.

Just as Zhao was about to go inside, Li suddenly let go of his hand.

Pfft!

The corpse was already unevenly weighted, and when he suddenly let go, the entire body fell towards Zhao the servant, with most of it pressing down on him.

"You bastard surnamed Li! Are you courting death?!"

Zhao, the servant, nearly had his bones crushed and immediately started cursing.

Li, the servant, didn't retort. Instead, he pointed at the corpse with a look of horror.

"He...he just moved!"

"Bullshit! I didn't feel anything!"

Zhao, the servant, was furious.

"Help me up quickly!"

Li, the servant, didn't retaliate. His eyes remained fixed on the corpse. He carefully walked over, lifted the body, and pulled Zhao, the servant, up from the ground.

Zhao, the servant, kept cursing under his breath.

Suddenly, Li the servant said something.

"Don't you think there have been a lot more guys being sent to the mortuary lately, and... and most of them have had their heads chopped off..."

Zhao, the servant, suddenly paused.

"You, you're talking nonsense! This, this is all just a coincidence!"

However, he was having some difficulty speaking.

Li, the servant, didn't reply, his face bearing a smile that looked more like a grimace.

For a moment, the two were speechless, and the atmosphere became somewhat strange.

"Hurry up and finish moving, then let's get going."

Zhao, the handyman, managed to squeeze out a sentence.

This time, Li the servant did not object.

The two men hurriedly carried the body into the mortuary.