Got Dropped into a Ghost Story, Still Gotta Work – Chapter 245

CHAPTER 245 The bluish foot of a corpse hanging from a tree was above my head. It was clearly dried up, yet strangely swollen, as if puffed up. Sway. It hit my cheek. “…….” “Roe Deer?” “Yes.” This was driving me insane. I wanted to squeeze my eyes shut at the feeling of my whole body curling in on itself,...