Chapter 183: Participants

The person sitting in the passenger seat asked in confusion.

"Brother Xian, where are we going? Isn't this Fudi in this cemetery?"

"No, I just have something to do here... don't touch it, it's my newly bought car."

Shi Ji retracted his hand that was stroking the car in dismay: "Brother Xian, you must not dislike me; I'm very clean now, and my degree of hygiene is one in a million!"

"Oh..."

Yes.

The person sitting in Wu Xian's passenger seat was Shi Ji!

Wu Xian originally had no intention of forming a team, and hadn't even sent an invitation to Du E.

But a few days ago, when he went to the Chenghuangmiao to collect his monthly allowance and rice, flour, and oil, he accidentally bumped into Shi Ji, who was carrying soybean oil.

The surprised look in Shi Ji's eyes when he saw Wu Xian was simply one glance for ten thousand years.

He was overjoyed, grabbed Wu Xian's clothes, and insisted on forming a team with Wu Xian to go into the Fudi.

Wu Xian couldn't refuse him and felt that trying to form a team with people wouldn't have any harm, so they agreed to enter the Fudi together today.

The car drove for quite a while.

Finally, they arrived near an underground passage by the seaside in Fuyuan City.

This was by the sea, and there was a resort island and a university nearby, so there were many tourists and students.

This twenty-meter-long underground passage was the participation location for this Fudi. Wu Xian found a good place to park, and after getting out of the car, Shi Ji suddenly raised a profound question.

"Brother Xian, after coming out of the Fudi, we will appear directly at home, right?"

"Yes..."

"This place is quite far from your home; how will you come to get the car then?"

Wu Xian was silent for a while, remembering the scene when he went near the Fengxian Hostel to retrieve that broken car, and said to Shi Ji in a gloomy tone.

"Take a taxi."

"Then why didn't we take a taxi here?"

Wu Xian was silent again.

If he took a taxi when rushing to the battlefield, wouldn't his car have been bought in vain?

The two walked into the underground passage.

The passage was over twenty meters long, with lights shining on the ceiling and various glowing advertisements pasted on both sides. Tourists passed through the passage from time to time, laughing and talking.

There were two vendors at the entrance.

One was an old lady selling egg-wrapped sausages and egg burgers; she wore an apron and looked to be over sixty, with half her hair white, but her clothes and stall were very clean.

There was also a fruit vendor with a face full of pockmarks; his face looked fierce, but the fruits were all cut, boxed, and chilled, looking very tempting, so although they were a bit expensive, they sold quite well.

Between the two vendors, there was a beggar kneeling.

This beggar was a male, with a face full of decay and stubble, his clothes filthy, his waist wrapped in a quilt, looking at first glance like he had no legs, with a worn-out small basin in front of him and a whiteboard written with a miserable situation.

Having had the experience with Liang Fang last time, Wu Xian knew that even if he drove these ordinary people away, it would be useless; these three were destined to be dragged into the Fudi, so he didn't do anything extraneous.

The foot traffic here was relatively high, and there were always pedestrians passing through, so only those who stayed in the passage for a long time could be Lotus Juanren.

The two observed for a while and confirmed that five people were highly suspicious.

One was a tall woman in sportswear, her appearance relatively tough; she looked like an ordinary woman, but her hands full of calluses and hard skin exposed her identity; she should be a female fighter or something similar.

The second was a man in a suit and glasses holding a bottle of water, his figure thin and his temperament elegant; he should be engaged in a decent job like a doctor, teacher, or civil servant.

The third was a middle-aged man with a slightly chubby figure, arms crossed, with a smile on his face; it wasn't the crazy feeling of Wei Dian, but more like he was smiling because he was confident.

The fourth person was a plain-looking man; because he was too plain, there was nothing to introduce, so he was ignored for the time being.

The fifth person made Wu Xian a bit concerned.

This was a young and beautiful woman; she stood in the center of the passage, looking very nervous, constantly looking at her phone, as if waiting for some important news.

Perhaps, she was a semi-newcomer participating in the Fudi for the second time?

Of course.

While Wu Xian and the other were observing others, others were also observing them; Wu Xian's appearance and head of curly hair were simply too eye-catching.

Especially these two guys, who even took a piece of cloth to lay on the ground, sitting there brazenly, each holding half a watermelon and digging into it with a spoon...

The time to enter the Fudi was getting closer and closer.

Wu Xian was too lazy to observe the pedestrians one by one; if everyone who passed through the underground passage during this time would be dragged into the Fudi, then this Fudi would be lively enough.

Suddenly.

The young woman's phone rang, and she hurriedly answered the call, asking excitedly.

"How is Xiaobao?"

"Let me hear his voice."

"Xiaobao, be good, don't be afraid, you will be fine. Dad promised me that as long as I stay here until night, he won't hurt you..."

The phone was hung up, the woman froze for a while, squatted down, buried her head in her knees, and let out a sobbing sound.

Wu Xian was slightly stunned.

If everything she said on the phone was true, then this woman shouldn't be a Lotus Juanren, but rather someone was using the Fudi's mechanism to make this woman disappear without a trace.

Think about it carefully.

For Lotus Juanren, using the Fudi was likely the lowest-cost way to kill.

As long as one found a way to trick the victim into the Fudi entry point, the rest didn't need to be done at all; one didn't even need to have too much guilt, because the Fudi killed the person.

But it was also possible that this woman was just acting.

Auntie He in the previous Fudi left a deep impression on Wu Xian; who would have thought that such a person was a veteran Lotus Juanren.

Seeing that the time was almost up.

Wu Xian put the empty watermelon rind on the ground, wiped his mouth, and took one last look at the underground passage; several pedestrians happened to enter at this last moment.

Two were schoolgirls; the chubby senior sister was followed by a thin and tall junior sister, and the two were waiting at the egg burger stall; the chubby senior sister was arrogant, and the money was paid by the thin junior sister.

One was a young man carrying a bag, wearing headphones, swaying as he walked through the passage, his body swaying with the music from time to time.

And another was a programmer with a receding hairline, holding a briefcase and chewing on a pancake with egg, rushing through the underground passage.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment.

Three, two, one...

Click!

The lights in the underground passage went out all at once, and the two schoolgirls and the woman squatting on the ground immediately let out shrill screams.

The old lady comforted them repeatedly: "It's okay, it's just a power outage."

The fruit vendor said with a trembling voice: "But, if it's a power outage, why did even the lights at the stairwell disappear?"

Fear spread in the hearts of ordinary people, but the Lotus Juanren were all prepared.

"It's started."

"Yeah, it's started."

Boom...

A whirlwind of dizziness, everyone's bodies floated uncontrollably, as if sucked into some kind of vortex.

When Wu Xian opened his eyes again.

He found himself sitting on a chair, sitting opposite him was the pockmarked fruit vendor, but this vendor had changed into a set of black tactical gear and was holding a submachine gun in his hand!

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 184 =====