Chapter 115: Malevolent Entity Hidden in the Room

Huang Anzong's mood settled down.

No matter what the other party was, they killed his wife, so he should take revenge.

A life for a life, paying debts with money—this is the simplest truth, and it is the only correct thing Huang Anzong could think of with his messy head.

But the scene Wu Xian encountered just now made Huang Anzong fall into doubt again.

Was that woman who rushed out his wife?

Why did his wife want to hug others?

"No, this is not important. It's not that I want revenge for my wife, it's... I also want revenge!"

Huang Anzong's face was fierce.

Walking down the stairs full of baleful Qi, he suddenly heard a gentle call.

Boom...

When did this kid become so sharp?

Huo Gai, who was watched by Wu Xian, didn't feel he was very powerful.

Gurgle...

If this is the case, then the situation will inevitably get worse and worse, because people will die fewer and fewer, while malevolent entities will become more and more numerous.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here..."

But after he saw the scenery in the guest room, he changed from confusion to horror, but he didn't say anything, and the last ray of light in his eyes dissipated.

But it was a bit different.

Among them, no dead people had mixed in.

Hu Yunkuan first frowned, then scanned the surroundings, and his face quickly became ugly.

Once entering the guest room grave.

A head rolled down from the stairs, leaving a pool of blood. This was Huang Anzong's head. The expression on Huang Anzong's face was originally confused.

Huang Anzong was startled and turned his head abruptly, only to see a woman in an embroidered skirt standing outside the guest room grave. She was winding a strand of her hair with her fingers, looking at him with a gentle smile.

Wu Xian didn't intend to do this, but Huang Anzong's death showed that the difficulty of this guest room was different from the last time, or the killing mechanism had changed. Neither point was good news.

"This blood, where did this blood come from?"

"Someone among us might be killed at any time. The first thing to do is to ensure our own safety!"

The time was too short, and even he was only busy observing the environment and hadn't had time to check the number of people, but Huo Gai discovered the problem at the first moment.

More than a dozen exclamations sounded in the room.

Wu Xian found that there were three relatively safe open spaces in the room, so he moved his steps cautiously and stood in the largest open space in the room. He estimated that there might be a sneak attack later, and Du E also followed Wu Xian like a tail, while Guan Daorong stood in another slightly smaller open space.

Wu Xian began to observe quickly.

"How could this be!"

No one expected that Huang Anzong, who had passed the guest room grave safely last time, would be beheaded before he even entered the guest room this time.

"Where is Huang Anzong? Why hasn't he come down yet?"

A rough scan.

Hu Yunkuan spoke first.

He saw a middle-aged man in camouflage work clothes standing beside him. This man's temperament was 80% similar to his. This person was the one who stared at him on the bus!

It's not scary that someone died.

First of all, he was very sure that this was still the guest room they stayed in last time, because the marks on the walls and floor were exactly the same.

There were only twelve beds left, all with large bed sheets added, and even the beams and pillars had increased...

After they entered the Fudi, they had all witnessed death with their own eyes. Sudden decapitation was considered a quick way to die.

After listening to Wu Xian's words.

Hu Yunkuan's face changed slightly. He realized that he had lost his leadership.

Du E, Guan Daorong, Hu Yunkuan, Huo Gai, and Driver Lao Zhao immediately took action, looking for places away from cover, and the largest open space was the large open space Wu Xian had chosen before. It was the most spacious, and six people could stand there.

Huang Anzong suddenly felt a pain in his neck.

The Liu family didn't seem to intend to treat the guests badly this time, so they added some decoration.

"Damn!"

"Old Huang..."

Huang Anzong's vision turned upside down.

"The danger of the guest room grave has begun!"

This man's head was tilted to the side, one side of his chin was fused with his shoulder, some teeth were exposed, and he was holding a rusty sickle in his hand, with blood dripping from the sickle.

Everyone was in a mess, and it was exactly the time for someone to preside over the overall situation, but Hu Yunkuan was covered in sweat and began to get nervous again. Everyone was waiting for him to provide opinions, which made his hands and feet numb.

Wu Xian looked at Huo Gai with slight surprise.

The old man who died on the bus, the four people who died in the first grave mound—their bodies all turned into new malevolent entities. Maybe after this time, Huang Anzong would also become a malevolent entity...

Everyone was horrified.

When they entered other grave mounds last time, at least the beginning period was safe. The Fudi gave them plenty of time to get familiar with the environment, so this time they all focused their energy on observing the environment and didn't notice Huang Anzong's disappearance at the first moment.

But in Wu Xian's view, this guest room was more suitable for hiding people. Maybe something was already hidden under the tablecloth, bed, and cabinet...

"I don't know what everyone experienced last time, but I guess everyone knows what kind of danger is in the grave mound. Only by uniting together can we have more chances to survive."

In addition, Wu Xian felt that the situation in other grave mounds might not necessarily be better than the guest room.

Huo Gai's body shook suddenly.

The time Luo Xiang left the deepest impression on Huang Anzong was when he was working in the cellar and she was calling him from above. The sun was behind her, and she seemed to be glowing.

But what made people feel panicked was that no one knew how Huang Anzong died. When they found him, Huang Anzong only had his head left.

With Hu Yunkuan's nervous personality, he couldn't lead them to survive.

Now Huang Anzong was dead, the number of people was finally seven again, so he could rest assured.

Clatter.

"Is it mine?"

Then.

In the center of the room were four round tables covered with tablecloths. On the round tables were teapots and tea trays, and on the tea trays were four inverted teacups.

"Seven?"

Everyone fell into silence. Everyone realized that the difficulty this time might be completely different from before. Invisible pressure spread, and everyone felt their necks were chilly. It wasn't certain who the next person to die would be.

"Everyone, hurry up and stay away from places with cover. Under every tablecloth, curtain, and cabinet, there may be malevolent entities hidden. A slight carelessness and we may lose our lives."

Just as everyone was looking, they suddenly heard the sound of something rolling.

So Wu Xian stood up.

It looked even more gorgeous and comfortable.

Curtains were added in front of the windows, blocking the view outside the window.

Ever since he was despised by Wu Xian because of the number of people in the guest room last time, he had been paying attention to the number of people, which was why he was so sensitive to the number of people Hu Yunkuan mentioned.

"You should have heard the reputation of our creed, so believe me, the seven of us unite..."

But at the same time, the malevolent entities hidden in the room also moved at the same time.

In the tablecloth, in the cabinet, behind the curtains, shadows emerged, or pale or black claws stretched out, trying to stop everyone's actions...

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 116 =====