Chapter 167. The Sutured Apparition

"You...aren't...human..." The semi-transparent figure gradually revealed its true form.

It was a middle-aged man, his originally square and straight face caved in from the hammer blows of Beichuan Si, wearing a black leather apron with boots and an upper garment of a white shirt soaked through with dark blood.

Could he actually communicate?

Beichuan Si's brow furrowed deeply.

By nature, a vengeful spirit was the grudge of the dead against the living, something similar to a longing.

Have you ever seen a longing that could communicate?

Obviously, that was impossible.

Beichuan Si's eyes flickered with a lifeless glint.

He had now realized that the grudge emanating from Factory Owner Sanmu was only of a beginner high level, yet it possessed abilities that some medium-level vengeful spirits did not.

For example, the ability to communicate.

Another example was that those vengeful spirit dolls outside must have been crafted by him in this space.