“This time, we don’t need to send the whole body; just cremate them all and put them in urns,” Fu Yunchen said.
Bai Shalu thought of the eerie corpses in the secret passage; what if their soldiers turned into those too…
His expression immediately turned serious. "Yes, Your subordinate obeys."
Fu Yunchen and Qiao Dongzi entered Yongzhou City.
Along the way, we saw piles of corpses of Northern Jin soldiers awaiting disposal, as well as Chongyang troops cleaning up the battlefield.
Fu Yunchen stopped several Chongyang soldiers and said, "Pass on my order: burn these corpses on the spot. If any abnormal corpses are found, behead them and gouge out their hearts."
Several Chongyang soldiers immediately obeyed and scattered to carry out Fu Yunchen's orders.
Fu Yunchen and Qiao Dongzi arrived at the secret passage.
A huge rock blocked the entrance, but a pungent, putrid stench still emanated from the cracks, and there were sounds like people walking behind the rock.
"Approximately how many corpses are inside?" Fu Yunchen asked Qiao Dongzi.
Qiao Dongzi replied, "I think there were dozens of people. After I went in, I rescued Lao Bai and the others and then immediately withdrew. They are slow-moving and afraid of light! Otherwise, they would have already run out and caused trouble. These rocks are not enough to stop them, especially that green-faced deputy admiral."
"Afraid of light?" Fu Yunchen looked up at the sky. It was already late afternoon, and in another hour and a half, it would be almost dark.
"Pass down the order: all Chongyang troops are to withdraw from Yongzhou City and spend the night on the boats," Fu Yunchen said to Qiao Dongzi.
Qiao Dongzi's expression hardened. "Yes, boss."
Although many of the Chongyang soldiers didn't understand why they had to retreat back to their ships so soon after capturing Yongzhou and before they could even collect their spoils, the army's ironclad rules dictated that orders must be obeyed. After burning the few remaining corpses of the Northern Jin soldiers, they all returned to their ships.
After Mu Run woke up, he also heard from Liu Xiaohuan that Bai Shalu and the others had encountered corpses while chasing the remaining enemies in Yongzhou City.
At first glance, it sounded like the work of black witches, but she had heard Zi Wu say that the black witch clan had now all been brought under Long Qian's command and were currently lying low. Without Long Qian's orders, no one would cause trouble. Unless it was a few individual black witches, but to control ghost soldiers and puppet soldiers, one would need to be an elder.
Elder-level Black Witches require the implantation of a King Gu within their bodies, which only Long Qian can bestow, thus placing them under Long Qian's control. At least as far as Zi Wu knows, there are currently no wild Elder-level Black Witches out in the wild.
Therefore, the corpses in the secret passage were not the work of the Black Witch.
If it's not a dark witch, then what is it?
Mu Run had a gut feeling that some unknown calamity was spreading...
Fu Yunchen returned, and Mu Run inquired about the situation in Yongzhou City before telling him what Zi Wu had told him.
“After my mother died, the Red Witches basically went into hiding, and no one knows where they are. The Black Witches are controlled by Long Qian, and since he is currently in a dormant state of evolution, all the elder Black Witches are focused on his transformation and would not do such a thing right now. Therefore, this should be another strange force.”
“Hmm.” Mu Run frowned. “Why don’t we have Huihui send a message to Ziwu and ask him? After all, they are the experts in the ways of the unorthodox and evil, maybe he knows something.”
Fu Yunchen smiled. "And what about me?"
"You? Half-hearted, dangling between the two, hardly an expert. Cough cough~" Mu Run coughed twice as he spoke.
Fu Yunchen immediately dropped everything and looked at her anxiously, "What's wrong?"
"My throat hurts a little, I'm vomiting from morning sickness."
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