Sang Que's casual push left Qin Zhixian and others outside the glass room stunned. They all thought Sang Que would perform some ritual like a Daoist, reciting a few spells, making hand formulas, and setting up an array with vermillion or talisman paper.
The researchers under Qin Zhixian were ready with pen, paper, and camera to record the process for future papers. But it turned out to be so simple and crude? This isn't scientific!
Through specially-made glasses, everyone saw that the ghost of the deliveryman was pushed into Jia Liang's body, and Jia Liang immediately showed some wounds, bleeding from seven orifices, just like the deceased deliveryman.
Jia Liang trembled all over, clutching his head in pain, the strong resentment from the deliveryman's ghost causing him overwhelming negative emotions. He gritted his teeth, kneeling on the ground.
