Chapter 114: Re-entering the Guest Room

Wu Xian walked out of the temple grave.

His style had changed drastically from before.

Wei Dian, who had been waiting for a long time, couldn't help but burst into laughter when he saw Wu Xian's appearance.

"You were inside for so long; were you robbed in there?"

At this moment, Wu Xian was covered in holes, with a shield on his left forearm and an iron rod in his right hand, looking much more disheveled than before.

Wu Xian showed an unbearable expression: "There was a female gorilla inside. She tried to grab me as soon as I went in, and I... I couldn't outrun her." After saying this, he covered his face and walked away.

The smile on Wei Dian's face stopped abruptly.

Although the grave mound was full of dangers.

First of all, the clothing shop was not considered for the time being. Wu Xian hadn't understood the mechanism of the clothing shop yet, nor did he know what the white mourning clothes were for.

Her legs clamped around Wu Xian's waist, her upper body twisted strangely, the expression on her pale face was distorted, and her mouth suddenly opened wide, even tearing the muscles at the corners of her mouth, as she was about to bite Wu Xian's neck.

Turning to the side, he pushed Huo Gai, who was at the very back, in first. Whether there was a big female monkey or not, let this kid test it first.

This is a door-opening kill!

Huo Gai screamed and rushed into the guest room grave.

After a long and oppressive wait.

The sky finally darkened again, and the door to the grave mound opened with a click.

On the circular open space, only boredom remained.

So much so that he hadn't figured out what was going on all day today, until nightfall did he realize what he should do.

Hmm... there will be another chapter in a while.

Even Hu Yunkuan stopped worrying about the number of people.

It wasn't until the sky darkened and it was time to enter the grave mound again that Wu Xian climbed up.

Wu Xian focused on eating until he was full, then stopped, lay on the ground, and fell asleep. Whether it was to restore Qi and blood or to strengthen the black armor, he needed to be well-fed and well-rested.

It was just living together, raising children, supporting each other in tiring work, and occasionally arguing or even fighting. Luo Xiang had a very bad temper, and he still had scratches left by Luo Xiang on his body.

Choosing wrong meant death, and choosing right didn't necessarily mean living. This kind of life-and-death choice could only be made by oneself; no one was willing to help with this, bearing this karma.

Without waiting for it to get completely dark, Wu Xian waited early at the door of the guest room grave, just waiting for the room to open to go in. Others also made similar choices to Wu Xian.

Wu Xian was just about to enter.

Huang Anzong was the last one to enter the guest room grave.

Just their appearance in the open space and their terrifying appearance had already caused a commotion.

He looked at the other rooms; the study grave and the banquet hall grave were also in chaos.

After this fun.

But she was immediately expelled by an invisible force, and an extra wound appeared on her body.

The others didn't delay any longer, shook off the four entangled corpses, and entered the grave mound...

The things Sister Qing obtained in the guest room might be useful for the clothing shop, and Yu Laoban chose the clothing shop purely because no one died last time. Wu Xian was not surprised by their choices.

Black armor activated!

Both the banquet hall and the guest room could be visited.

Wu Xian's heart skipped a beat.

Usually, he didn't feel there was much deep affection.

But when Luo Xiang really died, he felt a sense of unreality.

Previously, Wu Xian and others came out of the study grave, and because they were worried about the negative effects of the birthday gift, they had been avoiding keeping the birthday gift on their person. It was not surprising that they discovered the existence of the birthday gift.

Those who came out of the banquet hall grave were Fatty Pei Dasen and Sha Xiuwen.

Also, although it's a bit shameless, today is double monthly tickets; can you give me some at your discretion?

They were Liang Fang, Wei Dian, Auntie He, and Qi Peiye.

There were six other people waiting with Wu Xian at the guest room grave.

He didn't dodge blindly, but hugged towards the woman, just sticking to her, letting the woman's big mouth bite the air on the side of his neck, and he leaned his face against the woman's ear and whispered.

But why did Xu Fenglan and Teacher Li, who had come out of the clothing shop before, go to the clothing shop again this time?

The fewest people entered the banquet hall, only Su Mi and Jiang Xianglan. These two had birthday gifts in their hands, so they had an advantage in facing the banquet hall, at least they wouldn't suffer blindly.

Everyone looked like they were about to step onto the execution ground, not knowing whether pardon or death would come first.

He saw that under the dim light, at the bottom of the stairs, a woman was looking up at him straight on.

But waiting outside was even more unbearable torment. Wu Xian didn't want to stay in this broken place for even a quarter of an hour.

"It will be very painful next, bear with it."

Crack!

Whoosh!

Suddenly, the woman moved her hands and feet at the same time, climbed up the stairs quickly like a beast, jumped out of the door nimbly, and hugged Wu Xian's body!

Door-opening kill!

Wu Xian felt his body was slightly weak, the spikes that had pierced people gradually fell off, and his stomach, which had been full, suddenly felt hungry again, as if spikes were growing beneath his skin.

Sha Xiuwen appeared suddenly beside Huo Gai. She looked better from the front, but the back of her neck had disappeared entirely, her head was only connected to her body by a part of the skin and flesh in the front, and there were countless almost imperceptible horizontal wounds on her body...

This time, no one chose again.

They were Du E, Hu Yunkuan, Guan Daorong, Huo Gai, Driver Lao Zhao, and Huang Anzong, who had just lost his wife.

Countless spikes pierced into the woman's body. The woman screamed and ran away from Wu Xian. Her front was covered in dense small wounds, and blood sprayed out from them, like a human-shaped blood sprinkler.

Having had the experience of entering the grave mound for the first time, everyone should have a count in their hearts.

Since entering the Fudi for the first time, Wu Xian had become a guy with a slight obsession with cleanliness, but since entering this Fudi, he hadn't had a proper wash, and this circular open space was even dirtier.

Last time at the guest room grave, facing the sudden attack of the malevolent entity, he was so frightened that he lost control of his body, didn't dare to move, and watched helplessly as his wife was killed in front of him.

There were also four people at the door of the clothing shop grave: Sister Qing, Xu Fenglan, Yu Laoban, and Teacher Li.

Fatty Pei Dasen was golden and oily all over, steaming with heat, and his body was covered in bite marks, some human, some animal...

Revenge!

Wu Xian had already decided which grave mound he was going to enter.

Wu Xian was not surprised that others chose the guest room grave.

During the rest process.

But after pondering, Wu Xian still chose the guest room, because the danger of the guest room was slightly lower, and the blood-stained cloth bag might be a key item to pass through other rooms.

If Wu Xian's guess was correct, these four people should all be aiming for the birthday gift.

There were four people who wanted to enter the study grave.

When he entered the study grave last night, there was no such situation!

Huang Anzong and his wife Luo Xiang were matched by the older generation.

As for the mourning hall...

What ran out of the study door was Zhao Xiaofu, wearing close-fitting clothes. She had ligature marks on her neck, her neck stretched out quite long, and she was grabbing Wei Dian's neck, trying to strangle him to death.

This room was still the one that confused Wu Xian the most.

Wu Xian immediately realized that he had to make a response.

But Huang Anzong survived from the guest room; what else did he want to do by entering the guest room?

His eyes were fierce and confused, and in addition to despair, there was some expectation. Wu Xian guessed that he had no hope for living, and perhaps returning to the guest room grave was to reunite with his wife.

Hmm, if you have books you like more, you can give them to them. It's just that kind of monthly ticket that you don't know who to give to, and it's a waste if you don't give it. Can you give me a little? Hmm... I just want this kind of unwanted monthly ticket.

Pitiful.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 115 =====