Chapter 539: The Falling Leaves Return to their Roots
Bai Youwei took the severed hand to the backyard kitchen, letting it bathe in the large water tank.
The severed hand rolled around in the water tank, having a blast.
Last night, it was thrown by Bai Youwei to snatch some carcass, getting all muddy and dirty, but it was still very nimble.
It seems that the Yin Qi of the corpse-moving woman could only harm players, not affecting objects.
“If only it were a bit larger, it might have been able to snatch the carcass.” Bai Youwei sighed lightly as she looked at the severed hand, “It’s too small, not strong enough.”
Shen Mo chuckled, “If it were larger, you might have found it cumbersome.”
Bai Youwei stared at him wide-eyed, “No way, I like larger ones, the bigger the better.”
“…” Shen Mo moved his lips but didn’t say another word.
“Let’s call them later to go to the village together,” Shen Mo said after a pause.
Bai Youwei frowned, “Maybe we should just go by ourselves. They’ve been acting weird and I just scared Fu Miaoxue. Is it really okay to find them now?”
Shen Mo laughed, “Alright, we’ll just go together.”
Lastly, thinking about Du Lai and Fu Miaoxue, he mused, “Fu Miaoxue is like a lady – her manners and temperament – but her speech is entirely vulgar.”
Constantly cursing, mainly at Du Lai, “Your head is full of shit~”
Bai Youwei nodded and added, “Yes, and have you noticed their relationship is rather interesting? Du Lai always seems a bit subservient and eager to please around Fu Miaoxue.”
She still remembered when she first met Du Lai, he showed his strong teeth, smiled freely and arrogantly, and claimed he only dealt with smart people.
But that arrogance dissipated entirely around Fu Miaoxue.
How should I put it, the old saying goes –
Every Jack has his Jill.
At that moment, Fu Miaoxue was shivering in Du Lai’s arms, both terrified and scared to death!
Her courage was quite high among women, but she was truly afraid of dead bodies, ghosts, and body parts!
“I have to get out of this damn game! I can’t wait another minute… No, another second!” Fu Miaoxue sobbed in Du Lai’s arms, “It’s too scary here!”
Du Lai was helpless, “Didn’t you say you would wait until nightfall?”
“We can find the things first and act as soon as it gets dark, okay?” she pleaded, “Bai Youwei won’t find out! She doesn’t understand Min Opera, and the lyrics of that aria were off, even I just noticed last night!
‘Oh heavens, I am a fragile lone actor, I hope to return to my roots, endure all hardships’ See, the corpse-moving woman’s goal is ‘returning to roots,’ not ‘husband’s remains’!”
Like hearing “Twinkle, twinkle, little star” and automatically singing “How I wonder what you are,” it had become habitual. Plus, it was rainy and everyone was on edge, so Fu Miaoxue didn’t immediately realize the lyrics had changed.
But now she had found the abnormality.
And she had no intention of sharing this information with Bai Youwei.
“To return to one’s roots, the root is where people come from, since she didn’t want to be buried here, she could only be buried at the place we discovered!” Fu Miaoxue implored Du Lai, “We just need to find the charm, and we can give her a proper burial. Let’s go… the sooner we find the charm, the less scared I’ll be!”
After pondering, Du Lai finally nodded, “Alright.”