Chapter 389: 387. Zhile Seals the Coffin

In the instant the Peace Talisman dissipated, I stared intently at Zhile and the coffin. Zhile's complexion had improved slightly; what was originally a cement-like pallor now had a hint of flesh color to it.

But it still resembled the appearance of a rotting dead fish.

Had this been in a horror movie, it would certainly have been terrifying enough to scare someone to death.

She shook her head gently, and for some reason, I felt like the corners of her mouth were curling up ever so slightly. It seemed as if the lengthy conversation I had with her had gradually eased her previously taut expression.

I began to search again for anything usable and finally found some talisman papers for soul-conveyance, all given to me by Old Ren.

I found a brazier and started burning them, mumbling as I went. Watching those golden talisman characters swirling around Zhile, but to no avail, brought a sourness to my eyes.

That's when I finally discovered the truth.