After exchanging words, Daoist Zhang Qingxiao gave a wry smile:

"When the ghost bride planned this area, she probably only considered isolation and protection, and did not think that we living people still need to eat."

Indeed, ghosts don't need grains or cereals; it's no wonder she thought of that.

Luo Tianhe rubbed his stomach, looking miserable.

"Forget seven days, I'm starving right now. I was so tense before that I didn't feel anything, but now that I've relaxed..."

We've been out for a day now, and even if we haven't been moving much, we should be hungry by now, let alone the fact that we've been doing high-intensity activities almost the whole time.

Li Huai swallowed hard, staring longingly at the Taoist priest.

He hoped the Taoist priest could be like Doraemon and pull out some food for him, since his bag seemed to have an endless supply of treasures.

I saw Lao Dao; he was still unconscious, but his body was still undergoing basic depletion, and his face was becoming increasingly ashen.

I suddenly remembered that he had hardly eaten anything in the cemetery for so many days.

Although they were like zombies, their metabolism had dropped to a minimum.

However, his body is probably in a state of extreme depletion right now. If he stays in this Yin Realm for seven days, he will probably starve to death.

"We can't stay here any longer." I made up my mind, looked towards the edge of the Netherworld, and stroked my chin. "How about we try to see if we can get out of here?"

Luo Tianhe and the others looked at each other, and finally nodded.

"Oh right, that ghostly Taoist priest outside," Li Huai suddenly remembered, saying with lingering fear.

"He just devoured my physical clone and needs time to digest it. Now may be the safest window of opportunity."

I said in a deep voice.

Running away now is probably the best option; any later and it might be too late. After all, our van is still parked outside the cemetery, and if the ghost priest finds it...

I don't want to go back, especially since there's an old patient named Lao Dao there.

Even if we carried him all the way back, we'd probably shake his internal organs out of place.

Master Zhang Qingxiao pondered for a moment and then nodded.

Seeing the Taoist priest nod, Li Huai and Luo Tianhe naturally had no objections.

Luo Tianhe squatted down and carried Lao Dao on his back.

We helped secure Lao Dao to Luo Tianhe's back. Zhang Qingxiao then took out the last few Soul-Stabilizing Talismans and stuck them on Lao Dao's back. He also sprinkled some medicine powder on the wound on my back to barely stop the bleeding and relieve the pain.

With everything prepared, we didn't hesitate any longer and headed towards the place where the Yin Realm met the outside world, where the fog seemed to be the thinnest.

Crossing the boundary, real air, sound, and smell instantly flood in.

I breathed deeply. Although there was air in the Yin Realm, it was still not as good as the outside world.

Although this was in a mass grave, the air smelled somewhat rotten and was mixed with the stench of corpses.

We're finally out.

Looking back, the depression was still under the moonlight, but the gray-white mist that had enveloped it had completely dissipated, and the Yin Realm seemed to be about to disappear.

We immediately realized that the ghost bride probably knew we had left and had canceled the Netherworld.

"Speaking of which, we left without saying a word or even saying goodbye to the ghost bride. I hope she won't be upset,"

Li Huai suddenly spoke up out of the blue.

I couldn't help but glance at him, wondering how this kid's thought process worked.

She's not human, why would she care about something like that?

Seeing that I ignored him, Li Huai scratched his head and muttered to Luo Tianhe:

"I feel like that ghost bride is quite nice to Chen Yan. Maybe she has a crush on him."

Upon hearing this, Luo Tianhe couldn't help but burst into laughter.

“You don’t know, when that ghost bride pulled us out of the Dragon Palace last time, I said the same thing as you. Great minds think alike.”

"Get lost," I snapped angrily.

Luo Tianhe and Li Huai exchanged a smile and huddled together, whispering furtively.

I vaguely heard that Luo Tianhe mentioned Bai Su, and I couldn't help but frown.

Li Huai joined me quite late, so he wasn't very clear about what had happened before.

Luo Tianhe, that kid, knows everything, and now he's spilled all the beans.

I felt a bit helpless. He has a big mouth, what could I do but pretend I couldn't hear him?

Fortunately, Master Zhang Qingxiao didn't ask any further questions, but just gave me a strange look.

We determined our direction and stumbled our way out of the woods.

At first, he had time to chat, but later he found it extremely difficult to walk, each step a struggle.

Even with his excellent physical condition, Luo Tianhe was exhausted after a day of hunger and carrying a large person on his back, so Li Huai took over carrying him.

That kid Li Huai started whining after only a short while of memorizing it.

Luo Tianhe could only jump up and down cursing, cursing Li Huai as a good-for-nothing, the tacit understanding they had just shared vanished.

Helpless, he took the old knife back.

With such a large wound on my back, of course I can't carry it on my back.

As for Daoist Zhang Qingxiao, he would never have the nerve to ask an old man to carry him; Luo Tianhe still had a sense of shame.

After walking for about two hours, we finally saw our van, and we all breathed a sigh of relief.

Luo Tianhe was almost in tears. No one knew how he had gotten through those few hours. That kid Li Huai was completely unreliable.

Li Huai was in an even worse situation; it wasn't that he didn't want to help, but that he genuinely lacked the strength.

Along the way, he was carried by different people and scolded, feeling incredibly wronged.

Luo Tianhe carefully placed Lao Dao in the back seat, then instructed Li Huai to keep an eye on him. Seeing Li Huai nod weakly, Luo Tianhe got into the driver's seat.

I sat in the passenger seat, and Master Zhang Qingxiao sat in the back seat, quietly closing his eyes to rest.

"I said, why are we still being Li Huai's drivers? That kid hasn't even learned to drive yet!"

I rubbed my chin.

Luo Tianhe agreed, saying that Li Huai had been learning to drive for a while, but the kid still hadn't gotten his license.

He shifted gears, stepped on the gas, turned around and drove off, cursing all the while:

"Li Huai, you're a good-for-nothing, all you do is go to bars and have fun with girls. You're unreliable in everything else."

"Brother, I haven't been to a bar lately. That Dr. Sun is driving me crazy, it's more painful than going to school. And learning to drive? I don't have time for that. I'm either studying medicine or traveling all over the country with you guys. I've seen more ghosts than people!"

Li Huai argued that what he said was the truth.

Luo Tianhe was speechless, but feeling somewhat embarrassed, he found another angle to retaliate:

"You've studied medicine for so long, and Chen Yan has such a big wound on his back, yet you don't even take a look at it. What use are you?"

"Brother, don't pick on me. I've been learning acupuncture recently, not for superficial injuries! For this kind of injury, a little wound medicine will do the trick."