Chapter 159

Wu Xian looked at the Great Grandmother a few times.

Then he inserted the golden hairpin, the birthday gift he had obtained earlier, into the woman's smooth black hair.

The moment the golden hairpin was inserted, the woman's brows furrowed, and her complexion visibly worsened.

Wu Xian didn't know why the Liu family's Great Grandmother wanted to hold a funeral.

But it was clear that Liu Baoyu wanted to turn the fake funeral into a real one, and they had all become Liu Baoyu's pawns, and Liu Baoyu later became an evil dragon, starting to wreak havoc on this world.

So should he...

Kill Liu Baoyu now?

With the number of god-worshipping items the eight of them had now, killing Liu Baoyu shouldn't be a difficult thing.

The dangerous thought crossed his mind, but was immediately abandoned by Wu Xian.

This story had long been set; even if they changed a certain link, they couldn't change what had already happened.

Only by following the established route of the story would they have a way to survive; there was no need to take unnecessary risks for a moment of impulse.

Besides.

Even if Wu Xian wanted to take a risk, the others might not be willing to follow him.

After walking away from the coffin.

Wu Xian shook his head slightly; he regretted it now.

Why didn't he choose Fox Charm, but chose the Rejuvenation Technique instead?

This Liu family Great Grandmother was so young that even if she were rejuvenated, it probably wouldn't have any effect.

On the other hand, if Fox Charm could bewitch such a female demon, they should be able to spend tonight safely.

Wu Xian was unwilling to sell his integrity to an old lady, but Fairy Liu was fine.

After Wu Xian came down, Su Mi walked up; he hesitated slightly and stuffed the exquisite bottle he had obtained from the study room tomb into the Liu family Great Grandmother's hand.

In this way, all six of them had presented their gifts; these gifts looked different, but they all hid the ability to weaken the Liu family's Great Grandmother.

Guan Daorong and Hu Yunkuan had not been to the study room, so they had no birthday gifts to give.

Liu Baoyu glared at the two.

His already strange face suddenly turned into a twisted snake face, and his snake pupils were filled with cold murderous intent.

But in the end, he didn't say anything.

Two Liu Mansion servants struggled to put the coffin lid on, nailed it shut with long coffin nails, and then locked it with several chains, looking very much like they didn't want Fairy Liu to come out from inside.

After doing all this.

Liu Baoyu took the servants and left with the lanterns.

Before leaving, he warned them repeatedly to be vigilant enough about the Liu family's Great Grandmother, and then disappeared into the darkness.

After the monsters left.

Wei Dian and the others began to thoroughly check the environment of the entire mourning hall.

In addition to the two large white cloth strips in the center, there were some smaller white cloth strips hanging down on both sides; there was some space behind the small white cloth strips, which seemed to be hiding something.

Guan Daorong held the Zhangba Snake Spear and carefully lifted the white cloth strip; after seeing what was behind it, his pupils immediately shook.

Behind those white cloth strips, there were actually some coffins hidden!

All the coffins were painted with black lacquer and placed vertically; they counted roughly and found that the number of coffins was exactly twenty-two.

Liang Fang shivered.

"Could it be... these coffins are for us."

Wei Dian wanted to laugh, but immediately covered his mouth.

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

The mourning hall tomb was the most dangerous burial mound for him; the rule that one could not laugh during the vigil was simply targeting him, making him feel uncomfortable and in a bad state.

"These coffins do correspond to us, but it's impossible to gather them all; among the forty-four living spirits, many have already been reduced to ashes, and they can't return to the coffins."

"But maybe a few are left, and they might be the trouble tonight."

Wu Xian didn't discuss the coffins.

He walked to the door of the mourning hall and first looked up at the sky.

The sky tonight was pitch black, like thick ink poured on paper; not a single star or moon could be seen, and thick dark clouds covered all the light, not a single strand could penetrate.

Except for the candlelight in the mourning hall, everything around was pitch black, as if the whole world only had this mourning hall.

Even if there were monsters outside, they had no way of knowing.

Wu Xian tried to close the door, but his expression suddenly changed slightly; he swallowed and said to everyone.

"Everyone, there is... no door in this mourning hall!"

As soon as these words were spoken.

Everyone was horrified; this meant that they could only keep the door open all night while keeping vigil, and no matter what ghosts came out of the darkness, they could enter the room unimpeded.

This discovery of Wu Xian's.

Was even more chilling than the previous coffins.

*Swoosh! *

While everyone was staring at the door, a black shadow suddenly flashed outside, which startled everyone, but soon everyone relaxed.

They saw a black cat walk out of the darkness, meow at the mourning hall, and then dive back into the darkness.

It wasn't a ghost, just an animal.

This made everyone relax a little.

Although the rules said not to let the cat get close to the coffin, guarding against animals was always easier than guarding against demons and ghosts.

He Dama immediately poured a bucket of cold water.

"I don't know what you're relaxing about; haven't you heard the legend of the cat-faced old lady?"

"This cat-faced old lady..."

Afterward, the seven young people listened to He Dama tell several versions of the cat-faced old lady story.

Listening to these stories.

Everyone felt a chill rising on their bodies.

Letting Fairy Liu lie peacefully in the coffin all night was the best result, but if she were triggered by a cat to undergo a corpse transformation and become a zombie or a cat-faced old lady...

Wu Xian shook his head.

Although it was still unclear whether Fairy Liu was a corpse, precautions should still be taken.

They picked up the cushions.

And arranged them in a semicircle next to the coffin, guarding around the coffin like this; no matter which direction the cat came from, someone could block it a little.

After doing all this, it was a boring wait.

Liu Baoyu had once said.

Third watch night fire, fifth watch chicken, second watch ghosts and demons, fourth watch snake sheds skin.

The danger tonight would be segmented by time; the second watch was from 9 PM to 11 PM, the third watch was from 11 PM to 1 AM, the fourth watch was from 1 AM to 3 AM, and the fifth watch was from 3 AM to 5 AM.

He didn't mention the first watch, which meant that at least before 9 PM, they were safe.

They sat around the coffin for more than an hour, and nothing happened.

The only strange thing was that the incense burned extremely fast, and it had to be replaced almost every ten minutes; fortunately, Liu Baoyu had prepared plenty of incense, which was more than enough to burn through the night.

The waiting process was very boring.

They couldn't use any form of entertainment to pass the time, nor did they dare to close their eyes to sleep; they could only stare at each other, with some staring at the coffin and some staring at the door.

Even knowing that there would definitely be danger tonight, in this boring gaze, everyone couldn't help but relax their spirits.

*Clang! *

Suddenly, the sound of a brass gong made everyone's spirits shake; the strange and sharp voice of the watchman came from nowhere.

"Second watch!"

"Close the doors and windows, prevent fire and theft, no laughing, no joy, guard against ghosts and demons!"

(End of chapter)