Chapter 16 - 9.1: The Mountain’s Locked Ancient Temple, The Forest of Hanging Corpses
Xie Lian raised his hand and said, "Be calm. The blood isn't theirs."
Sure enough, those people said, "That's right, ah! The blood isn't ours, it's...it's..."
Even though their faces were covered in blood, it still wasn't able to conceal their completely frightened looks. Following their gazes, the rest of the crowd shifted their eyes over to the forest. It was quite dark, so it was hard to tell what exactly was going on within the woods. Xie Lian grabbed a torch and went a few steps forward as he held the torch up to illuminate the forest.
Within the woods, something dripped onto his torch, making a sizzling sound. Xie Lian glanced at his torch before shifting his gaze upwards. After contemplating for a moment, he lifted his hand and threw his torch.
Even though the torch only illuminated the sky for a short moment, everyone still clearly saw what was on top of the trees.
Very long black hair, a deathly pale face, a tattered military official robe, and an arm that kept swaying back and forth in the air...
More than forty corpses of men were swaying in the air, hung upside down at various heights on the trees. Xie Lian didn't know how long the fresh blood had flowed for, but it still hadn't dried.
Drip, drop. Drip, drop. This created the frightening scene of a forest filled with corpses as blood rained down from above.
The crowd of people outside were all strong and buff men. However, when would they have ever seen a gruesome sight like this? They were all frightened so badly, they completely blanked out as not a single voice could be heard. And when Nan Feng and Fu Yao walked over and saw this sight, both of their gazes became focused.
After a moment, Nan Feng said, "Green Ghost."
Fu Yao replied, "Indeed, this is his favourite trick."