Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Loser System and Berserker Me
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Nightmare Assault
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
I, The Dragon Overlord
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1024- You think too much
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 163: Source
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 242: Eyes
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1023- Hiring Star Elf
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 280 - Is He Planning To Trap Me Here Until I Die?
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 543: Make Her Stay
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 193: A Timely Deliverance of a Pillow to Someone Dozing Off
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3797: Honesty
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1022- Centaur Slash
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 241: Serious Symptom
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 161: Asumu
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1021- White Jade Centaur
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 879: Nearby Horizon
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 279 - If It Happens Again, You'll Lose That Eye Of Yours
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 661 - Reaping What One Has Sown
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 542: There Are Really Friends in a Distant Land
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3796: The Materials Gathered
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 192: Inevitable Downfall
“A deep pool, huh…” Bei Qian mumbled to himself. Even though they were from modern times, they knew of the culture of this historical era from movies and dramas. They were not fully shocked.
“She was the main culprit. Even if she died, didn’t the police come to search for her body?” Zhou Rong asked the village head, “Or else who could prove that she really had died?” When Zhou Rong asked that question, his eyes casually wandered over to Jiang Cheng as if anticipating the latter’s response. However, he was disappointed. Jiang Cheng narrowed his eyes as he poked the fire. He was as comfortable as a lazy cat.
Zhou Rong pulled back his gaze helplessly. He thought the village head’s description of Zhao Xiangmei would make the latter think of someone… namely, the scary woman who was hidden inside An Ping Inn’s hidden room. A hypothesis appeared in Zhou Rong’s mind. ‘Is it possible that Zhao Xiangmei didn’t die but survived through some miracles and was saved by An Ping Inn’s boss?’
Even though that sounded crazy, Zhou Rong, who had been through five missions, knew that everything was possible in the nightmare realm. The only thing now was to find the evidence or clues to support his hypothesis.
“Zhao Xiangmei is really dead,” The village head sighed. “I can guarantee you that. Because… when they tossed her corpse into the pool, her body was as cold as ice. I touched it, and I was haunted by nightmares for days. She no longer had the body temperature of the living.”
Zhou Rong pressed, “Then… where is her body now?”
“Down at the bottom of Cold Virtue Pond.”
“Did the police not assign people to salvage her body?” It was Ben Fu who spoke. He hugged his knees. He looked like a kid listening to ghost stories.
The village head shook his head. “You are not familiar with the back mountain pool. It’s a very strange place. The water temperature is always cool, no matter the season. Things or people who waded into it would disappear without a trace.” He licked his lips. “The elders in the village said that the pool is connec
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