"I'm one of someone else's three corpses... I'm... I'm Peng Zhi?"
Li Huowang's head was buzzing. He felt his mind was in utter chaos.
How could this be? I clearly transmigrated here, so how could I be some damn Peng Zhi!
"It doesn't matter if you believe it or not. Think hard about the past—there must be details you didn't notice at the time."
Details? Li Huowang instinctively resisted, but after pondering it carefully, he realized there were indeed many suspicious points. Master Danyang was always foolish and self-righteous, and there were all those surreal things happening around me. The more I think about it, the more it fits the description of the three corpses.
"And, can you remember anything from your childhood? No? That's only natural, because we aren't even human! We came into this world already fully grown!"
The monk's words made Li Huowang recall the time before he arrived at Qingfeng Daoist Temple. There was nothing, only a blank emptiness.
