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Chapter 194: Three Deceased

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There wasn't a single cloud in the sky, and the scorching sunlight poured down, dispelling the haze brought by the ghosts.

Looking into the distance, the sky and the sea merged into one; the entire Amazing Island seemed to have become brighter. Outside the hotel, weeds were overgrown, countless small insects and birds shuttled back and forth, and one could even see a few small wild boars scurrying about.

When Wu Xian woke up.

It was already noon; this wasn't because they were lazy, but because everyone really didn't dare to sleep last night.

Except for Shi Ji.

Liao Yifang, Tong Yuai, and Old Lady Liu also encountered ghost pressing the bed.

Fortunately, with Shi Ji's previous example, they were immediately woken up by the night watchman after symptoms appeared, which prevented any casualties.

Although Wu Xian didn't encounter it, he also lost his sleepiness and only finally fell asleep until dawn.

After waking up, he felt uncomfortable all over and only felt better after washing his face.

It's a bit strange to say.

Because no one had lived there for a long time, the island's power system had paralyzed, but the water supply system was still running normally, which allowed the Lotus Juanren to use the toilet normally without facing the embarrassment of relieving themselves anywhere.

After everyone got up, the ten Lotus Juanren headed to the lobby on the first floor.

Just as they arrived at the lobby, they discovered that the atmosphere here was quite oppressive; all the indigenous people were awake, but they were in a state of great terror, clearly having had a rough night.

"Ha, haha... everyone is going to die!"

Ren Cha, who was tied to a pillar, laughed exaggeratedly.

His blood vessels had all turned black, and his stomach was hugely swollen, but it wasn't round; there was faintly the shape of a curled-up person, and the skin of his stomach was stretched almost translucent, just like boiled meat wonton skin.

"I can't live anymore, but you will all die too; no one can escape..."

Ren Cha had already lost his mind.

No matter whose stomach a thing grew out of out of thin air, and who was tied up waiting to die, their mind wouldn't be normal.

Lou Yaozong looked around and found that a few people were already missing, so he asked Yan Ting what had happened last night.

Yan Ting raised his hand, trembling as he pointed to a tent.

"You... you go see for yourselves."

Han Ke was closest to that tent, so he knelt halfway and opened the zipper of the tent; after opening it, his expression changed slightly, and he didn't move for a long time, only his shoulders were trembling slightly.

Liao Yifang curiously leaned behind Han Ke, and upon seeing the scene in the tent, she almost dry-heaved.

Wu Xian also walked over and finally learned the situation in the tent.

He saw the female secretary from last night sitting cross-legged in the tent, but there was only a skeleton stained with meat scraps left on her body, and two light spots were shining in her pitch-black eye sockets.

Those things that had been cut off were all neatly arranged; the murderer clearly had a talent for storage.

Right in this tent.

This female secretary had been sliced by a mysterious ghost!

"Ah!"

After seeing this scene, Tong Yuai screamed, scared to the point of sitting on the ground, terrifiedly rubbing her hair, her facial features distorted, and tears and snot flowing; the successive terrifying scenes almost crushed her sanity.

Old Lady Liu, who had always been calm, also couldn't stand steadily.

Qian Yunhe suddenly felt that compared to the Fudi, it was better to go back to the company to work.

Sun Qian was quite calm; long-term wild imagination was not without benefits. He had long thought about what he should do if he fell into a similar scene, so he wasn't overly panicked.

Now Wu Xian finally understood.

Why even tough guys like Luo Shiyi were in that ghost-seeing state; the impact of this bloody scene on normal humans was truly too great.

But Wu Xian could only say it was okay.

After seeing the bloody banquet held by Liu Baoyu, his tolerance for gore had improved a lot; just like desensitization therapy, this level of bloody scene would no longer shake Wu Xian's mind too much.

But Han Ke's next action.

Surprised Wu Xian.

He actually reached his hand directly into the skeleton's mouth and pulled out two burning pieces of residual incense from the jaw; it turned out that the light spots in the female secretary's eye sockets were actually burning residual incense.

Seeing this scene.

Wu Xian's first reaction was that he was worthy of being a doctor; his psychological quality in the face of bloody scenes was indeed tough enough.

The second reaction was that this was an opportunity!

He immediately ran to Yan Ting's side and asked: "There should be more than one person who died last night, right? Who else died?"

Soon Wu Xian saw the second deceased.

This was a mercenary holding a gun.

He was lying in a sleeping bag, his expression terrified, his mouth open, and his eyes almost bulging out.

The bearded mercenary beside him had an ugly expression: "I was sleeping right next to him last night; if there had been the slightest movement, it would have woken me up, but I didn't even know when he died; I only discovered his corpse when I called him to get up this morning."

This corpse proved that even with a gun, they were still not safe.

Under the somewhat angry gaze of the bearded man, Wu Xian turned the mercenary's corpse over and finally found a piece of residual incense that had been snapped, about ten centimeters long; he put this incense away.

Now as long as he found a statue of a deity, he could worship the deity.

Han Ke's actions just now reminded Wu Xian that incense or deity statues wouldn't just appear when killing malevolent entities, but might also appear where people were killed by malevolent entities.

So Wu Xian came to search the corpse at the first opportunity.

Additionally, Wu Xian also noticed.

That mercenary was only angry that he was searching the corpse and didn't notice the incense he took out, which showed that only those of them who came from the real world could use deity worship to acquire abilities.

Those indigenous people couldn't even get a chance to resist; they were just one of the background boards of this Fudi, destined to be slaughtered by ghosts...

No, perhaps they were also a type of resource.

Wu Xian shook his head, shaking the dangerous thought out of his mind.

Prompted by Wu Xian, others also went to search the corpses, and finally, at the death site of the third deceased, they found a statue of the Treasure-Gathering Tathagata.

The third deceased was a middle-aged woman; she was drowned in the sink of the bathroom.

Yes.

The sink.

Her face was soaked in the water, her body was resting on the sink, at a forty-five-degree angle to the ground, and her hands were drooping downward.

Wu Xian saw at a glance.

It wasn't that someone pressed her head to drown her, because her hair was very neat; if someone had been pressing her from behind, it would have inevitably messed up her hair.

It was more like something in the water was sucking on her face.

Wu Xian touched his own face, feeling a bit of lingering fear; he had also washed his face at noon, fortunately, he hadn't been caught.

Han Ke wiped his hands and asked somewhat disappointedly.

"Are these the only three deceased?"

The behavior of Wu Xian and his group after arriving truly shocked the indigenous people; after Han Ke asked this question, the newspaper reporter Yan Bingbing asked tremblingly.

"How many more do you want to die? Do you want me to die too?"

Yan Ting was very calm; through the series of actions by Wu Xian and the others, he realized the extraordinary nature of these people.

"There are only these three dead, but there is still one missing person; that is a worker who got up last night to pee at the door, and he disappeared without paying attention; now no one knows where he is."

Wu Xian nodded secretly; in this way, the situation was clear.

Three dead, one missing, one parasitized, and this was only the first night they arrived at Amazing Island.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 195 =====

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