Is standing upside down really the way to break the white silk ribbon?
Since Bai Ling's killing method involves hanging, as long as her head is facing down, she won't be attacked.
With this thought in mind, everyone turned their gaze to Fang Xiu, waiting for his decision.
They certainly wouldn't listen to a stranger, since being upside down is not conducive to fighting, and what if they were ambushed?
Fang Xiu calmly glanced at the man who was standing upside down, then nodded to the crowd.
So everyone stood upside down.
Yang Ming was the first to do so. After standing upside down, he immediately peeked furtively at Luo Qingxin.
It's just that Luo Qingxin usually loves wearing cheongsams, and those cheongsams with slits are sure to be breathtakingly beautiful when she stands upside down.
No one was looking at Xiao Chuxia because she was wearing jeans.
Without the slightest hesitation, Luo Qingxin braced herself with both hands on the ground, her supple waist bending, and she gracefully inverted herself like a dancer.
Then, her cheongsam fell down from both sides like a peeled banana.
She revealed a pair of long, white legs, her fair skin gleaming in the darkness.
However, when the cheongsam completely slipped down, Yang Ming couldn't help but sigh.
"Alas, safety shorts are truly the culprit hindering human progress."
Luo Qingxin gave him a cold glare, which made Yang Ming shrink back in fright.
At this point, only Fang Xiu remained standing in the entire arena, and the white ribbons, like sharks smelling blood, surged towards him all at once.
Fang Xiu remained calm, gently tracing his face with his right hand, and a wisp of black flame shot into the sky.
The next second, black wings sprouted from his back, and he soared into the sky, standing at a height higher than the forest, suspended in mid-air.
The white ribbons initially chased after him closely, but after he surpassed the height of the trees, they quickly retracted and wrapped themselves around the tree trunks again.
Upon seeing this, the upside-down man dressed in funeral clothes couldn't help but show a hint of surprise, clearly not expecting that there was such a way to break the curse.
After the white silk ribbons were completely removed, the man in the funeral clothes supported himself with his hands on the ground and approached the crowd, but he did not get too close and maintained a safe distance.
Under the wary gazes of the crowd, he slowly spoke.
"The new guy?"
"Who are you?" Li Xiaoru asked warily, not letting his guard down despite the man in the funeral clothes' earlier warning.
"I came here by the same strange train as you, but I arrived two years earlier than you."
Two years!?
Everyone was immediately shocked. How could someone have stayed in such a godforsaken place for two years? How could anyone possess such abundant spirituality to withstand the impact of the gray fog for two years?
"Can you stay in the gray fog for two years?"
The man in the burial clothes shook his head: "The burial ground is not entirely shrouded in gray mist. This is not the place to talk. You few, come with me."
After finishing speaking, the man in the burial clothes was about to leave, but everyone remained motionless, instead turning their gazes to Fang Xiu in mid-air.
A thoughtful look appeared in the eyes of the man in the funeral clothes.
Is the man in the sky their leader? But... his aura only seems to be at the third level?
A third-tier being able to command several fourth-tier individuals—could he be a strategist or something similar?
"Do you intend to continue talking upside down?" the man in the funeral clothes asked, frowning slightly.
The group did look rather strange and comical, standing upside down and having to tilt their heads back to see each other.
At this moment, Fang Xiu calmly nodded, and everyone seemed to receive a signal, so they all followed the man in the funeral clothes.
In the eerie deep forest, a group of people walking upside down appeared even more bizarre.
After walking for about ten minutes, the group finally emerged from the area of white silk trees.
The man in the funeral clothes suddenly rolled over and stood up from the ground.
The others followed suit.
Fang Xiu slowly descended from the sky, his black flame wings flapping slightly, and the wings instantly turned into a burst of fire before vanishing with a roar.
“Wei Xin, that’s my name,” the man in the funeral clothes suddenly said.
"Are you the zombie Wei Xin?" Li Xiaoru suddenly asked in surprise.
"Oh? I didn't expect that after six years, someone would still remember my name?"
“Wait, didn’t you just say you stayed at the burial site for two years?” Yang Ming noticed the blind spot.
Wei Xin gave a stiff smile, like a zombie: "The flow of time in the burial ground is different from that in the outside world. One year here is equivalent to three years outside."
Everyone was immediately shocked, not expecting the burial ground to be so strange, even the flow of time was different from the outside world.
“What he said is probably true. According to headquarters’ records, the zombie Wei Xin has indeed been missing for six years,” Li Xiaoru said solemnly.
Then he revealed information about Wei Xin.
"Wei Xin, a folk spirit master, has abilities similar to a zombie. He is invulnerable to swords and spears and is difficult to kill. He reached the fourth level six years ago, making him one of the earliest fourth-level cultivators. He founded the folk organization Zombie Society, which was active in the Xiangxi area. He mysteriously disappeared six years ago, and the Zombie Society was later disbanded."
As she listened to her biography being read aloud, a look of reminiscence flashed in Wei Xin's eyes.
However, it was only fleeting.
"You just mentioned headquarters. Are you from headquarters? Six years have passed, and it seems that headquarters has a lot of new faces."
"I never imagined that the reason Wei Xin, the zombie who once roamed the Xiangxi region, disappeared was because he took the ghost train... Wait a minute." Li Xiaoru suddenly realized.
"You disappeared in western Hunan, but the ghost train was in Beijing!"
"Who told you there's only one ghost train?"
"What!?" Li Xiaoru and the others were immediately taken aback.
"There is more than one ghost train. We don't know exactly how many there are, but according to the others who came in, there are at least three so far. You are on the one from the capital area, while I am on the one from Xiangxi."
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