No wonder Zhou Madman was screaming, the scene before him was indeed quite eerie.
After opening the door, there was a corpse hanging from the beams, more precisely, a skeleton with long hair attached to the skull, suggesting it was a woman in life. Below the skeleton was a pile of clothing nearly decayed to dust.
More startlingly, under this skeleton, two people were fighting.
At first glance, one might think they were alive, but Liu Zixuan, upon closer inspection, realized that every move of these two people was mechanical, continually repeating the same fighting pose.
Liu Zixuan rolled his eyes at Zhou Madman and pulled him forward: "If you're not scared by them, you'll be scared to death by yourself. Can't you be a bit more steady?"
"A-are they alive?" Zhou Madman mumbled, not daring to look directly.
"Alive my foot. If they were alive, they would have turned around when we came in. Look carefully," Liu Zixuan pointed at the two fighting figures.
