Ling Feng leapt up the hillside and swiftly located the spot Chen Yuhe had mentioned.
It was a small mound not far away that had been neglected over the years. The original grave mound, eroded by wind and rain, had turned into its current state.
If you didn't look closely, most people wouldn't even recognize it as a grave anymore.
Ling Feng looked down and noticed a hole in the ground as wide as a water jar, emitting a stench.
A sweep of Divine Sense revealed the situation in the grave at a glance.
It was a common grave. The wooden coffin had long decayed, only a few planks remained.
Mud and water had seeped in, enveloping the corpse that had likely been there for years.
What Ling Feng could now discern were two human shapes on the dirt, clearly left by those two zombies.
Wrapped up in the earth for so many years, and suddenly crawling out of the grave today, it was indeed a bit too mysterious!
