He's been bewitched! When I saw Lao Dao like this, I immediately began to exorcise the evil spirit from him.

There was no time to spare, so I had to use the Thunderstrike Sword to stab Old Knife in the groin.

Old Dao finally came to his senses after letting out a pig-like scream.

I grabbed Lao Dao and ran quickly because I discovered that a hand that had been soaking in water for many days was sticking out from the well. I could feel the green algae and the exposed bones.

"What's wrong, Brother Chen? What just happened?" Old Dao asked, still confused.

I pointed to the well.

"Aaaaaaah!" Old Knife jolted and clung to me like an octopus.

I pushed Lao Dao away with a look of disgust and pulled him to a safe place.

"Brother Chen, I don't know what happened, I was just heading in that direction!"

Old Dao was panting heavily; what he had just experienced was terrifying.

"You must be bewitched by something. Didn't I tell you not to run around like that?" I casually scolded, but of course I didn't blame you too much, since it's only human nature.

"Brother Chen, why does my butt hurt a little?"

"When I was under the spell, I stabbed you with the lightning sword."

"Oh, no wonder, it's quite comfortable. I thought... hehe, hey! Brother Chen, wait for me!"

"..."

We finally arrived at the east courtyard. The east courtyard wasn't overgrown with weeds; it must have been cleared away by someone.

The walls have returned to normal, no longer that dark red color.

Suddenly, the room lights came on, and in their glow, a large character for "death" was written in blood on the window!