It didn't take much effort for the two to find Ms. Chun's grave—a grave in name only, it was really just a modest mound of earth with a plank of dark wood stuck in front of it.
The inscription on the wooden board was already blurred and indistinct, but one could vaguely make out the character "Chun." Yang Xiao threw the few tools he had conveniently brought from the coffin shop onto the ground, "No mistake about it—this is the place!"
Handing the ax to Su Tingting, Yang Xiao instructed, "You go and split that wooden tablet."
Staring at the mottled black wooden sign, Su Tingting felt panic stricken, "Me?"
"Who else, do you want me to take the lead?" Yang Xiao didn't give Su Tingting the chance to refuse, "If you act, and even if you're possessed, I can still think of a way to save you. But if I get possessed, just think about it, we'll be completely wiped out."