Chapter 162

The driver's eyes were no longer panicked.

He slowly retreated, and before leaving, he encouraged the people on the bus.

"Wait here, don't move."

"I'm going to find a place with a signal. Believe me, I will definitely come back to save you."

Hearing his words.

A glimmer of hope rose in the hearts of the survivors on the bus.

The driver retreated a certain distance, suddenly seemed to see something, his face changed drastically, and he turned and ran without looking back, as if frightened by some ferocious beast.

Wu Xian looked in the direction of his gaze.

He saw a white snake as thick as a water bucket and nearly twenty meters long crawling out of the soil. The upper body of this white snake was taut, and it made a woman's voice with unclear articulation.

"Come back... find a way... save... save..."

But the driver had already gone far away and did not respond to her.

So the white snake roared twice at a small fox, and the small fox ran away. Recalling the encounter at the wandering physician's grave earlier, Wu Xian estimated that this small fox had gone to find the wandering physician for help.

Afterwards, the big snake circled the bus twice, her eyes very anxious, but with her snake body, she couldn't do anything, and her presence made the passengers on the bus scream non-stop.

Suddenly, a man wearing a robe and holding a burning candle walked out from the edge of Wu Xian's perspective and said in a seductive tone.

"Do you want to save them?"

"I have immortal arts; if you learn them, you can save people."

The white snake, Lady Liu, turned her head, looking a bit puzzled. Her red eyes flashed, and she turned around, wanting to return to the underground cave.

She wanted to save people as a matter of convenience; there was no need to get involved with a dangerous person for this.

"If you learn my immortal arts, you can transform into human form."

The white snake suddenly stopped.

Wu Xian did not know what happened next.

All he could perceive was intense pain and the powerlessness of life slipping away. This man with the broken nose had ultimately died from internal injuries and excessive blood loss.

Wu Xian opened his eyes and crawled up from the ground.

Although he knew everything was fake, the feeling of quietly waiting for death was also a great terror.

He was still in the mourning hall.

Seven people, including him, were unscathed; only Liang Fang was still unconscious. Judging from her steady breathing, she would wake up in a while.

Wu Xian asked Hu Yunkuan about what happened afterwards.

After Liang Fang killed the next old fox that appeared, no new figures appeared, and Guan Daorong and Su Mi had also woken up one after another.

After that, the mourning hall remained very quiet. Apart from the occasional strange noises from those coffins, no major danger appeared.

What Wu Xian had just seen in the memory was not much different from what he had previously understood.

After the car accident, Lady Liu wanted to save people, so she sent a messenger to find the wandering physician. But by the time the wandering physician arrived, Lady Liu had already learned the evil art of stealing life under the instigation of the "Master."

After Liang Fang also woke up from the deceased's memory.

Wu Xian asked them again: "What did you all see inside?"

Guan Daorong was the first to speak.

"Let me say it first."

"What I saw was the driver's memory before his death. After he caused the deaths of everyone on the bus, he hid, but was later found by a reporter. On the night his affairs were exposed, a white snake came to his door..."

The driver was so frightened that he lost his soul, hiding in a corner and shouting non-stop, but no one could hear his words.

The white snake's tone was eerie.

"It's all your fault. If you had chosen to save those people back then, I wouldn't have been harmed by you like this... Ask me a question. If you ask this question, you can live."

Hope suddenly rose in the driver's heart, so he followed the white snake's instructions and asked with a face full of anticipation.

"What do I look like to you, a human or a snake?"

The white snake revealed an anthropomorphic smile on her face: "You look like a snake."

The driver's face changed instantly.

His body immediately began to itch, as if something was about to crawl out from under his skin. He scratched desperately, tearing his skin and flesh, and from the tattered flesh, one irregular black snake scale after another grew out...

From this moment on, the driver was dead.

All that remained was a snake-scaled monster.

Guan Daorong's story answered the doubts in Wu Xian's heart.

No wonder that driver had clearly escaped, yet still transformed into a snake-scaled monster and lurked into their team.

Next was Su Mi.

He didn't see anything, only heard the conversation between two servants of the Liu Mansion.

"This fat guy is finally dead. Knowing the Young Master's secret, he should have kept his mouth shut if he didn't want to die. He even hypocritically said, 'I'll keep it a secret for you first, as long as you reform, I won't tell the Great Grandmother'... Tsk tsk, this is truly disgusting."

"The Great Grandmother is the same. After getting the immortal arts, she doesn't share them, and even says it's for the good of the Young Masters and Young Ladies, wanting them to correct their ways and walk the right path."

"If the Great Grandmother walked the right path, could she have this kind of cultivation?"

"The parents of the Young Masters waited until they died without being passed the immortal arts. How could the Young Masters foolishly continue to wait?"

"In our demon world, there are just too many hypocritical demons like this."

After Su Mi, it was Liang Fang.

She told the memory of an old fox before his death. The old fox wanted to help the Immortal Lady destroy the immortal arts, but was backstabbed by his own son. The son replaced the old fox and became the steward of the Liu Mansion.

Wu Xian also recounted what he had seen.

Everyone discussed these four memories in a hubbub. These four memories before death were all related to the Liu family's Great Grandmother without exception, and the image of the Liu family's Great Grandmother in the memories was relatively positive.

Even the matter of the Great Grandmother devouring her descendants earlier had an explanation.

Hu Yunkuan thought for a while and said: "This might be the Liu family's Great Grandmother asking us for help. She wants to use this to prove that she is good, begging us not to kill her according to Liu Baoyu's request."

Wei Dian shook his head.

Whether to kill the Liu family's Great Grandmother was not something they could decide.

Wu Xian did not express an opinion. He also guessed that those figures were the Liu family's Great Grandmother trying to communicate with them, but this did not mean that the Liu family's Great Grandmother was trustworthy.

No demon or evil entity in the Fudi is trustworthy. On the contrary, because this information was actively fed to them by the Liu family's Great Grandmother, its credibility was even more questionable.

Granny He changed the new incense and said thoughtfully.

"Listening to you all, the things you just killed don't look like malevolent entities, but more like a wisp of lingering obsession left behind after a person dies. This kind of obsession only carries the memory before death, and doesn't even have self-awareness."

By this time, Granny He stopped pretending. She was actually the most senior Lotus Juanren present.

"Lingering obsession?"

Wu Xian was stunned and turned to ask Granny He.

"Does a lingering obsession count as a ghost?"

Granny He thought for a while: "It shouldn't count, I suppose. At the very least, in the Fudi I experienced, a lingering obsession is an even lower-grade thing than a wandering malevolent entity."

Wu Xian licked his lips and suddenly felt something was wrong.

If a lingering obsession doesn't count as a ghost.

Then what exactly is born from the ghost at the second watch?

Wu Xian had just thought of this.

When he heard a strange noise, he saw that apart from the large coffin, the other twenty-two small coffins in the room were shaking at the same time!

(End of chapter)