Chapter 103: Advancing into the Grave Mound

Looking at the three talismans before him, Wu Xian was disappointed at first, because there was still no Talisman Crafting Method he wanted.

Otherwise, why would Wu Xian feel that his luck was very bad?

He would lose at rock-paper-scissors, and when playing card-drawing games, he would always fail to draw the things he wanted, so he never liked playing luck-based games. Instead, he liked playing games like "Shadows Die Twice" that tested operation more.

However, these three talismans were not bad.

Cold Air Incantation could make up for his lack of direct attack ability, and condensing water into ice could be applied in many scenarios.

Extension Method could be used to extend Hard Qi Gong, increasing his life-saving ability from one minute to two minutes, which could also be considered a leap, but the fact that it only had one effect made Wu Xian feel somewhat inappropriate.

As for the Same-Injury Technique...

Once these words were spoken, everyone except Auntie He quieted down.

But these supplies were not much.

Seeing the atmosphere gradually turning bad.

But Wu Xian's state was still okay; he had deliberately eaten his fill before coming.

This place itself possessed the ability of a ghost-wall. When they were on the bus, their entire bus had been circling the cliff, affecting even the bus, let alone them who relied on two legs.

Seeing that the other grave mounds didn't open their doors.

The reason she followed Guan Daorong's team was that she wanted to leave the graveyard early, but she didn't expect this encounter to be exactly the same as when she was young, which deepened her psychological shadow.

After she returned, she sat on the ground, vividly describing her experience on the road.

Seeing the sun completely set, with some afterglow of the sunset, the new change finally appeared!

Click!

The door on the ground opened with a click.

Qi Peiye was stunned: "What kind of talk is this? Are you insulting me?"

This scene was telling everyone that they only had one choice left, which was to choose a room to enter and spend a whole night.

As for what kind of props they obtained, Wu Xian didn't care. Anyway, they all felt a bit happier after coming out.

People's emotions were unstable due to hunger. Auntie He kept babbling, saying some discouraging words or sarcastic complaints.

Guan Daorong walked to Qi Peiye's side and asked.

Of course, it was easier to use tombstones as stoves and firewood.

This smell stimulated everyone's nasal cavities and taste buds. People realized one after another that if they had to enter a room, then the banquet hall was the best choice.

This meant that five rooms, including the mourning hall, banquet hall, study, clothing shop, and guest room, could all be entered!

This gave everyone a shot in the arm. Everyone took turns entering the god statues' room. After coming out, their expressions were much more relaxed, their spirits were visibly better, and their anxious and fearful moods were also relieved.

With just these supplies, let alone lasting ten or eight days, even lasting until tomorrow would be very difficult.

Although there were unknown dangers in the room, entering the room was a must-do thing if one wanted to leave the Fudi. Now everyone had Divine Offering props, so it wasn't that they had no ability to save their lives at all.

Wu Xian's mouth split open.

The second time, the third time...

Especially Guan Daorong, whose change was the most obvious.

Guan Daorong snorted coldly: "If it's really forced, some of us will inevitably have to sacrifice ourselves to serve as food for us to overcome the crisis."

Looking at his eyes, it seemed like he wanted to find someone to test his new ability.

The surroundings were all graveyards, where even birds wouldn't poop, and even insects were hard to find. Fortunately, they found the crashed bus and scavenged some supplies from it.

"It seems that this temple is purely a welfare room among the eight rooms, which can be regarded as the pity of the immortals and gods for ordinary people in the Fudi."

There were also some plastic bags used to prevent vomiting, a shovel, and a crowbar as collective supplies.

"We don't know the situation of each room now. If most people enter one room, it is very likely that the whole army will be wiped out and no one will survive..."

Only in the banquet hall grave mound did bursts of music and the tempting smell of food come out...

Strength is courage.

Wei Dian laughed.

Although the information about the temple was obtained by Wu Xian and the others at the risk of their lives, Wu Xian didn't mind letting everyone become stronger.

After having Divine Offering props, they didn't feel that they had any essential difference from Lotus Juanren like Wu Xian and Hu Yunkuan. Everyone had abilities, and everyone had a basic understanding of the Fudi. Why should we listen to you?

Some plain stories were told by Auntie He with ups and downs. Huo Gai and the others listened very intently, but Guan Daorong was very irritable; he didn't like people emphasizing his failure.

Wu Xian and Du E also immediately made preparations.

He liked this talisman the most because it was very fun!

The surrounding graveyard gradually revealed swaying tree shadows, and the figures of monsters vaguely appeared in the bushes...

Guan Daorong grinned savagely: "This person who sacrifices will of course be the person everyone hates!"

Auntie He was very disappointed about this.

Another period of time passed.

They had walked in one direction since going out, but they saw this clearing again not long after walking.

One must know that they hadn't eaten anything since last night!

Seeing most people walking toward the banquet hall, Hu Yunkuan suddenly shouted loudly.

Wu Xian picked up some stones of uniform size in the surroundings and tried to build a small stove, waiting for the people collecting supplies to return. If they found food and firewood, they could use this small stove to heat the food.

Wu Xian and the other two stated their findings.

"Do you know how to be a human?"

But Wu Xian had long guessed that things would be like this.

In the process of building the stove, Wu Xian had seen Guan Daorong's team several times. Every time he saw them, their faces were uglier, and in the end, they still stopped in the flat land, giving up the idea of finding a way out.

The temple room was suddenly closed and could not be opened.

Just like this, the sky gradually darkened.

Wu Xian walked up the stairs carefully and didn't encounter any danger, safely walking out of the grave mound.

Auntie He's voice also came to an abrupt halt.

Guan Daorong began to try leaving marks, even drawing lines on the ground, but this had no effect. Every time they would return to the same place...

If they stayed in this clearing, the only outcome would be being eaten as a midnight snack by the monsters crawling out of the graveyard. This time, there wouldn't be a Steward Hu coming out to save them.

Hu Yunkuan also brought people back.

Qi Peiye was stunned: "You mean..."

All five closed doors opened!

Those few supplies had to be saved for life-saving use. Except for a few people who couldn't help but eat the ham sausage, most people were enduring it.

He was thick-skinned and wouldn't be hurt by attacks, but the enemy didn't have steel bones!

Wu Xian took the Same-Injury Technique from the cloud vapor without hesitation. The Heavenly Official statue disappeared on the spot, turning into a burst of colorful smoke. Only eight god statues remained in the room.

The crowd could not peek at the scenes inside the five grave mounds.

But Wu Xian had Hard Qi Gong!

Wei Dian and Du E both felt relieved and entered one after another.

This bit of information would be known to everyone sooner or later, so it was better to tell them in advance to increase the survival probability, so that they could obtain information about other rooms for Wu Xian.

Hu Yunkuan noticed their eyes, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. His nervousness problem flared up again, but he still tried his best to explain the logic to these people.

They had some gains, but only some.

After Wu Xian came out.

But this was a bit like courting death.

The atmosphere became oppressive again.

But even if one had to enter the grave mound, one had to choose the most suitable one.

The Lotus Juanren and newcomers were cold and hungry. They had no firewood to burn fire and no food to fill their stomachs.

"All stop for me! At most five people can go to the banquet hall!"

Those who wanted to go to the banquet hall looked at Hu Yunkuan together, especially the few newcomers, who wrote their dissatisfaction on their faces.

If there was only this Same-Injury Technique, then this thing could only be considered a chicken rib. After all, the effect of this spell was not to rebound damage, but that the enemy would receive the same intensity of damage as the caster received. Even if the enemy could be killed, the caster would still receive the same injury.

"In addition, the first opportunity for large-scale entry into the rooms is very precious. We need to disperse as much as possible to bring out more information from the rooms..."

After writing these three chapters, I felt it was a bit rough again, so I revised it, probably adding a few hundred words. Everyone, don't worry, these extra words are not charged.

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