Jiang Yuan was stunned after hearing this and looked towards the direction of the voice; Wan Mingchuan suddenly remembered that his master had mentioned seeing a corpse in the wilderness before, and he hurriedly looked over as well.
There was an old woman on the opposite bank.
Due to their location being a small river valley with many large stones on both banks, the river flowed swiftly but was only about a meter wide, so her questions from across the river were heard clearly.
The old woman was hunched over, looking at least sixty years old, her face full of wrinkles without a trace of blood, dressed in dark brown and navy blue cotton clothes, which made her expressionless face look even paler.
She held a cane in her right hand, her murky eyes staring straight at them.
"Master…" Wan Mingchuan felt a bit uneasy, always feeling that the other person had no living aura.
Jiang Yuan patted his shoulder, indicating for him to relax.
