The coffin washed by rain is melting, disappearing little by little in the eyes of Yecheng and Ah San, leaving a board at last.

"There's a mark on it!"

"I'm coming!" Yecheng grabbed Ah San and jumped down first. He wiped the mucus from the board with his hand, revealing a strange shape with round body and wings on four limbs.

Ye Cheng put the coffin on the altar and asked people to take hot water to wash away the mucus on the board. After ordering everyone not to move the board, he asked Assan to take pictures and then gather fireballs to burn the board.

"Pass my password, this...