Wen Kexing turned his head away at that, carefully putting the pouch in his chest pocket. “What if I want it?” He asked.

Zhou Zishu glanced at him, then replied, “Ah.”

And nothing else.

They walked back and forth in the cave, revisiting both the spot from where they jumped down and the entrance with blades sticking out. Zhou Zishu felt the wall surrounding them with his hands, “This gate closed when we tried to get out, so at that time the Hanged Ghost was definitely near. The controlling mechanism might be around this spot too.”

But they were both completely clueless about divination, so the search was fruitless. The seven nails started to stir slightly, informing Zhou Zishu that it was nearing midnight again. Another full day had passed with them trapped under here, and considering that he was in a worse condition than before, eating that dog-like beast might be inevitable.

While they were thinking hard, all of a sudden, a faint voice could be heard from somewhere far away from the cave entrance, “Hurry up, I found this place, let me call out to them— Master! Master! Can you listen to me… Master, are you still breathing? If you are, I’m gonna dig you out of this grave; but if you want to go see the King of Hell, I won’t bother you!”

It was Gu Xiang!

For some unknown reasons, after being chased by a big dog, bitten by a monster, terrified by the Hanged Ghost’s appearance; Zhou Zishu felt incredibly grateful for her voice.

Gu Xiang continued to whisper, “Did you not hear me or are you dead already? Master, I’m gonna leave for real if you don’t speak up!”

Only then did Wen Kexing speak up leisurely. “Ah-Xiang, do you know what happens to girls who talk too much and do nothing?”

This seems to be a special kungfu of delivering sounds. Zhou Zishu had seen it from the other man several times; no matter where he was or how quiet he talked, he could make his target hear what he said very clearly.

Gu Xiang made a whining sound, urging someone, “Hurry up, didn’t you hear Master telling me to do more and talk less? Let’s get him out of there.”

The sound of grave digging started afterward.

Zhou Zishu suddenly realized: Rather than not doing much, Gu Xiang just didn’t do anything at all.

It took nearly four hours to dig them out, like digging out two big turnips.

Beside Gu Xiang was a crowd of men who looked like regular workers. She shouted, “Look! They’re crawling out!”

Zhou Zishu didn’t want to get out anymore at her words.

Wen Kexing remained calm, making his way out with his face full of dirt and grime. He glanced at Gu Xiang, ordering her, “You can shut up now.”

Gu Xiang stuck out her tongue, making an ugly face at Zhou Zishu’s direction.