When the hand of the fate pocket watch pointed to six o'clock, Zis naturally woke up.
The morning sun shines listlessly into the house, casting a white glaze on all the surfaces of the furnishings. Lu Keliang's skeleton lay quietly in the courtyard, reflecting the faint morning light.
Qi Si pushed the door out, walked straight to the side room where the tattooed woman was, and knocked on the door twice.
"It's coming! It's early in the morning, what are you urging? The tattooed woman's voice sounded high-pitched, mixed with the "gurgling" sound of phlegm wriggling.
A strange rustling sound sounded from inside the house, like a mollusk crawling close to the ground, crawling closer and closer, stopping by the door.
With a "squeak", the wooden door opened, but there was no figure in sight
