Chapter 145: Gathering of Evil Spirits

The Liu family's Great Grandmother is actually dead?

Liu Baoyu was in the guest room earlier, and didn't he entrust Wu Xian and the others to kill the Great Grandmother? How could she already be dead before they even had a chance to act?

Shouldn't this banquet be the Great Grandmother's birthday feast?

Wu Xian narrowed his eyes.

Hearing the news of the Great Grandmother's death, he finally confirmed the mechanism of this Fudi.

The time in this Fudi is very strange.

The events occurring within the Liu mansion have been scattered and distributed across several rooms; the existence of these rooms themselves is non-linear and they do not interfere with one another.

However, the time experienced by Wu Xian and the others, as well as the dead passengers, is linear.

In order to cope with the changes they bring, the rooms undergo slight adjustments based on the state of the humans.

As for the sequence of the story's development, it is actually not important; it is simply that in some rooms, one can obtain items useful for clearing other rooms.

Young Master Liu was loudly boasting about how happy he was that the Great Grandmother was dead, and every time he reached an exciting point, many strange cries would echo in agreement.

Steward Hu, who had just returned, was momentarily speechless.

"Young Master, you are drunk."

"I am not drunk! From now on, you must call me Master!"

Liu Baoyu's attitude was extremely arrogant, completely different from the polite demeanor he had in the guest room earlier.

"That old hag used to have people arrange homework for me!"

"Now that the Great Grandmother is dead and the Master has left, even that big toad, Scholar Liu, has been cooked for me. Who else can force me to do homework?"

"Who else?"

Wu Xian was quite speechless.

It seems that it is not just human children who loathe homework; even monsters are nearly driven mad by it.

It was just that the Master's departure left Wu Xian somewhat disappointed; he had wanted to use the Master to peek into the truth of the Fudi.

But his departure might actually be a good thing.

If the 'Master' was, as Wu Xian guessed, someone who sowed the seeds of bizarre disasters in different worlds, then his strength was definitely not something the current Wu Xian and his group could challenge.

If he were still here, Wu Xian and the others might have been completely wiped out.

"The old hag is dead, and I have taken the 'Immortal Art' from her. This Immortal Art has been improved by that disgusting old leech, and its power is now vastly different. It no longer only absorbs the lifespan of descendants, but can also directly extract lifespan from living people!"

"As for the effects of this Immortal Art, let Steward Hu tell you all about it."

Steward Hu began to laugh lewdly.

"Rather than listening to me, everyone, you might as well see the effects directly. The few living people behind the stage, please come out quickly."

Hearing the call.

Wu Xian and the others walked out awkwardly, finally seeing the full view of the banquet hall.

The entire banquet hall was enormous.

The front part was a stage over ten meters long and six or seven meters wide, while below the stage were dozens of banquet tables, filled with people... or rather, things.

There were strange birds with human heads, flat and neat coffin lids, jackals, wolves, tigers, leopards, mountain demons, and sea spirits. Most of these things were bizarre in shape, with varying degrees of human features; it could be called a chaotic dance of demons, making one's senses feel disordered.

The human features on the malevolent entities were not as harmonious or aesthetically pleasing as those carefully designed by humans in movies; the human organs they grew were all extremely abrupt and did not match their original bodies at all, making one feel nauseated just looking at them.

Wu Xian and the others had seen most of these malevolent entities before; they were the group outside the circular clearing, and they had to enter the rooms to hide precisely to avoid them.

They didn't expect that they would have entered the banquet hall as well!

What was even more horrifying was the food on the tables of these demons and ghosts; most of the food was raw meat: basins of maggots, toads, snakes, rats, fish heads, chicken butts, and the main course, which was dismantled into pieces and served in a large basin per table...

Some were raw and some were cooked; the few that had been cooked were even more unsettling.

Wu Xian and the others were already cold in their hands and feet, and could only try their best not to look at the tables of those malevolent entities.

Surrounded by so many malevolent entities, trying to solve the problem by force in this room would likely not work; they could only follow the arrangements of the banquet host and try to find a way to survive.

Steward Hu walked onto the stage, passing by Wu Xian and the others, his eyes looking as if he were appraising livestock.

"These few are quite something. The Great Grandmother's death is inseparable from them, so today, Master Liu has called them here to seek revenge!"

Liu Baoyu raised an eyebrow.

"Who said I wanted to avenge that old woman?"

His expression was much more lively than the last time he saw him, and he looked as if he had also leveled up, just like Steward Hu.

Although Liu Baoyu didn't care, Steward Hu still had to consider the Liu family's reputation.

"Master Liu has decided to let these heinous living people each perform a program to liven up tonight's banquet."

"If they perform successfully, their responsibility for killing the Great Grandmother will not be pursued. If they fail the performance... then the Master will have to seek revenge, and everyone's table can have an extra dish!"

After Steward Hu finished speaking, the malevolent entities below all glared fiercely at Wu Xian and the others. They were all hoping that the humans would fail their performances and then be placed on their tables; even getting an extra foot would be a profit.

Steward Hu waved his hand, and a lottery tube appeared.

Creating small objects using illusions was a specialty of fox spirits, so the crowd of evil spirits below had no reaction.

"Each lot is engraved with a program. Once you draw one, you must perform it. All six of you must participate in a program, and you can only stop once you have drawn lots for all six people."

"So, who will draw the lots?"

The six of them whispered and consulted.

Liang Fang would represent everyone to draw the programs.

Du E firmly refused to go up herself. Wu Xian wanted to try drawing the lots, but was opposed by everyone; they all knew Wu Xian's luck was terrible, and if they let this guy draw the programs, he might end up drawing some programs that would guarantee their deaths.

Liang Fang reached in and drew the first lot, on which was written 'Pictionary', and below it was the number two, representing that this program required two people to perform.

She showed the lot to everyone with a bewildered expression.

Just from the words 'Pictionary', no one could figure out what danger this could hold.

Then Liang Fang continued to draw.

He drew three more program lots: tightrope walking, telepathy, and imitating others' gait. Telepathy is a two-person act, while the other two are solo acts.

Steward Hu pointed to an empty table below.

"That is your seat for tonight. You can go there and discuss who should perform which program. I will give you the time it takes to brew a cup of tea to consider."

The six of them followed his guidance and arrived at that empty table.

After seeing the dishes on that table, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Perhaps considering that this table was for living people, the food on the table was at least something humans could eat: cooked rats, frogs, some chicken butts, and fried insects. The only thing that was a bit nauseating was the staple food on the table.

The plate containing the staple food was a full meter in diameter, and lying on it was a steaming large frog with a sunken head, with some cilantro and chili sprinkled on its belly.

It looked like a purely giant animal.

But Wu Xian saw a sense of familiarity from its wound; this large frog was none other than the one killed by Wu Xian and the others in the study tomb...

The Toad Spirit, Scholar Liu!

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