"Brother Run Sheng, place the hook and block the path between you and the corpse!"
"Understood!"
Run Sheng caught the hook in one swift motion and, as instructed, inserted the Seven-star Hook between himself and the hand.
Quickly, only the top end of the Seven-star Hook was left visible above ground. Run Sheng placed his palm on it and began to turn it, causing a series of "crackling" sounds to emerge from below.
So far, as he hadn't touched the hand, the corpse hadn't drilled further down.
Li Zhiyuan pressed his five fingers into an inkpad, swiftly running them over the Soul Returning Basket and the return home net, then tossed them into the pit.
"Set the basket in front, and drop the net behind."
"Got it!" Run Sheng had just received the items, and was momentarily puzzled. "Xiao Yuan, which way is the front of the corpse?"
"The way the palm is facing is the front."
"Understood!"
