Chapter 112

The people who entered the other three grave mounds.

All came out at the same time.

First was the banquet hall.

This grave mound, which had been the most attractive before, was also the one with the most dead. Six people had entered before, and four came out alive. The two who died were the fatty Pei Dasen and Huo Gai's girlfriend, Sha Xiuwen.

Wu Xian did not know how these two died.

But the four who survived all had very ugly expressions, their eyes dull as if they were about to vomit at any moment.

Qi Peiye's face was livid, and his hand holding the iron pot was shaking.

The effect of the Filthy Armor was to grow spikes from the skin. These spikes could usually be retracted and could resist some damage when attacked, and could also pierce the enemy's flesh. However, the spikes would be damaged when attacked and could only grow back after eating enough food...

Thus, Wu Xian's choice was left only with the final Filthy Armor.

But the remaining three people had very relaxed expressions.

Wu Xian discovered that there had been changes in the temple again.

"What is this situation?"

This chapter required considering quite a few things, so it was a bit slow.

Xu Fenglan kept applying makeup to her face, humming a song happily.

Of course, the most important reason Wu Xian abandoned this supernatural ability was that he was afraid that using his head to ram people would lead to hair loss...

Qi Peiye was worthy of being a restaurant chef; the food he made tasted quite good, already at the level of Wu Xian's family dog...

He saw that there were now three incense burners on the table in front of the statue of the God of Fortune!

"Hey, it really is like this!"

Wu Xian took one of the incense burners and placed it in front of the statue of the Great Emperor of Earth, then bowed respectfully. In the study tomb, Wu Xian had seen the benefits of Hard Qi Gong, so he wanted to acquire another supernatural ability!

Whoosh!

Black Qi filled the air in front of the statue, forming three books.

A total of five people entered the guest room tomb, and four came out alive.

Fortunately, these four did not go in vain; at least they brought out quite a bit of food, so everyone who didn't enter the banquet hall wouldn't have to go hungry today.

Then everyone brought out a lot of supplies, which were used to renovate the circular clearing.

Auntie He also uncharacteristically remained silent.

Since Wei Dian, Liang Fang, and Sister Qing were able to survive the attack, Wu Xian felt he could too.

This honest man was covered in blood, his eyes were dull, and his expression was vacant, like a walking corpse; he had clearly been subjected to no small amount of stimulation.

No one discussed what happened below. If Wu Xian wanted to obtain information, he could only judge based on what they displayed.

First, the banquet hall had the highest mortality rate.

Wu Xian's eyes rolled.

While speaking.

Wei Dian and Liang Fang were safe and sound, and the expressions on their faces were even very relaxed. Sister Qing had some injuries on her, and all three of them were holding a blood-stained package.

"What if I hold two sticks of incense?"

Clearly, what happened in the banquet hall caused a huge mental shock to everyone.

Compared to quality, Wu Xian now wanted quantity more!

The effect of the Ghost Supernatural Ability - Etherealization was to make the body intangible for one minute, allowing it to pass through obstacles and immunize against ordinary physical attacks, but it would be hurt by some attacks that countered ghosts, and it required accumulating enough Yin Qi to be activated again.

The Human Supernatural Ability - Iron Head Technique made the hardness of the head exceed steel and increased the power of head-ramming, with a duration of five minutes. Although the time was longer, in Wu Xian's view, this was just a localized enhanced version of Hard Qi Gong, and he wouldn't consider it at all.

Then Wu Xian exited the temple tomb. Wei Dian, who was waiting for the next turn, just wanted to enter the temple tomb but found that Wu Xian had drilled back in, and the smile on his face came to an abrupt end.

The five people who entered the guest room should have all been attacked by malevolent entities, but the three Lotus Juanren among them all survived and obtained a blood-stained package. This package might be like the birthday gifts and could play a role in the rooms ahead.

First, everyone took turns entering the temple tomb. Judging from the expression of Guan Daorong, who entered first, after surviving in the first room, one could obtain another opportunity to worship the gods.

Everyone was silent, and even Auntie He kept her mouth shut.

The situation was just like that.

The time passed quite monotonously and boringly.

First, among the five statues facing the wall, another one turned around. This statue was the Heavenly Official - God of Fortune, who was in charge of the "Talisman" type. On the table in front of it were two incense burners and one stick of incense.

Teacher Luan Jing and the driver, Lao Zhao, were also relaxed, each smoking a cigarette and chatting, as if they knew they were temporarily out of danger.

The next day.

They were the Ghost Supernatural Ability - Etherealization, the Demon Supernatural Ability - Filthy Armor, and the Human Supernatural Ability - Iron Head Technique!

Seeing these three supernatural abilities, Wu Xian was slightly stunned.

Huo Gai's face was wooden, and no expression could be seen; he had no reaction to his girlfriend's death, as if he hadn't yet emerged from the terror.

This contrast made Wu Xian alert, and he decided never to go to the clothing shop in the next room!

He thought for a moment, then broke the Treasure-grade incense in his hand, opened a bottle of mineral water, poured some water, and kneaded the Treasure-grade incense into two long strips.

The situation in this grave mound was what Wu Xian found most bizarre.

Boss Yu was trembling, having crawled out of the banquet hall, his crotch soaked; he had clearly been subjected to no small amount of stimulation. He likely wouldn't be able to walk out of the next room alive.

When Wu Xian entered again, he immediately beamed with joy.

In Wu Xian's view, this supernatural ability was completely useless. It was not as versatile for saving one's life as Hard Qi Gong, after all, malevolent entities rarely used purely physical attacks, and it couldn't use the Mutual Injury Technique.

Wu Xian judged that if one had birthday gifts, it might be easier to pass through the banquet hall.

Additionally, Liang Fang had always been at odds with Wei Dian, but the way she looked at Wei Dian this time was a bit strange; something must have happened.

In this way, Wu Xian had two sticks of Common-grade incense in his hand!

The people in front had already come out of the temple tomb. Wu Xian stood up, patted his clothes, and entered the temple tomb.

The remaining living person was Huang Anzong from the migrant worker couple.

Then was the guest room.

He had originally wanted an offensive supernatural ability, but he didn't expect all three to be defensive in nature.

"It seems that as long as you bring incense in, there will be an extra incense burner..."

The relatively stronger Guan Daorong and Hu Yunkuan gained nothing and looked as if they had suffered some losses, which was why they had been pouting all along.

The situation in the clothing shop tomb was the best; all five survived, but Guan Daorong and Hu Yunkuan had very ugly expressions. The driver Lao Zhao, Teacher Luan Jing, and Xu Fenglan all had uncontrollable joy on their faces, and all three of them were draped in white mourning clothes.

Moreover, the scene of death was likely quite disgusting, because except for Qi Peiye, the other three wanted to vomit as soon as they saw food. It was possible that the dead were eaten right in front of them...

After walking down the familiar stairs.

They dug a small dry toilet in the clearing downwind and set up a rest area at the other end. Qi Peiye also used the ingredients brought out from the banquet hall to cook a good meal for everyone; the ingredients were all skinned bullfrogs.

Including Zhao Xiaofu, only four people died the first time they entered the grave mounds, and seventeen survivors remained. This was much better than Wu Xian had estimated.

While resting.

"Clothing shop..."

Thinking of the clothing shop, Wu Xian frowned.

Sigh, it's too hard to update three times a day, wuwu.

Also, don't blame me for stopping here. If I added two more sentences, it would be a small twist, and someone would definitely say I'm overdoing the cliffhanger, hehe.

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