Chapter 288

Cold wind howled outside the window.

Moonlight appeared and disappeared, and occasionally someone would knock on the door, but no matter what was said outside, the five people in the room turned a blind eye.

Besides this, no other danger appeared for the time being.

After resting a little.

These five people who had just experienced life and death began to review the intelligence they had gained from the danger.

Wu Xian coughed lightly.

"Mother Wang was undoubtedly malicious when she came up, but Su Xuan asked about the reason for her dissatisfaction with this burial, and after summarizing it slightly, I think there are five reasons in total."

Su Xuan took over the conversation.

"House, furniture, attendants, money, moonlight."

Li Juxian, whose face was smeared with green herbs, said: "The house should be the coffin we buried her in, because those coffins are very dilapidated, so her house is ugly and drafty; furniture..."

"Furniture refers to burial objects!" Wu Xian took out the bamboo slips, "So-called burial objects are the utensils used by the deceased in their daily life; the bamboo slips I obtained require a three-piece set of blue and white porcelain."

Jian Lingyu also took out her bamboo slips: "Attendants should refer to the paper figures buried with the dead; my bamboo slips say that I need a green, robust paper figure."

With the bamboo slips, the first three conditions were easy to guess.

Money also had a general range; it might refer to gold and silver, folded gold ingots, round-holed square paper money, or the underworld currency of the Lotus Juanren...

But the final moonlight made it very difficult for anyone to give a definite answer.

Mother Wang said.

Whenever moonlight appeared, she would be forced to come to the human world from 'below'; to have a complete and correct funeral, one must at least not be affected by the moonlight.

But stopping the moonlight was somewhat abstract.

So everyone could only temporarily set aside this fifth element.

With the bamboo slips as proof, everyone could almost determine that these five elements were what the correct ritual required, but everyone had subtle differences, so they couldn't prepare in advance.

There was one more point worth noting.

They were inexplicably transported into coffins tonight; no one could guarantee that the same thing wouldn't happen tomorrow night, so it would be best to come up with a way to deal with it before tomorrow night arrived...

These were the only things that needed to be discussed.

Seeing that the night was deep, everyone decided to take turns keeping watch and began to rest...

Inside Wen Chao's room.

There should have been eight people, but now there were only six.

They were Wen Chao, the Wei siblings, Xiao Gao, Jiang Chun, Ran Qiuhua, and the big yellow dog lying in the corner with blood still on its mouth.

Wen Chao scanned everyone one by one, his gaze lingering slightly on Jiang Chun; the fact that Jiang Chun was still alive put him in a great mood.

"Yang Bin is dead, and now only Xiao Miao hasn't returned."

Wei Hengbo snorted coldly.

"I don't think we need to wait anymore; continuing to wait is just a waste of time. So much time has passed, she must be dead."

There was a scratch on his arm.

They had also encountered a similar situation just now; a malevolent entity in the moonlight disguised itself as Mother Miao and wanted to trick them into opening the door.

Everyone here.

Knew from the beginning that there was a problem with the moonlight, so their vigilance was better than Wu Xian's side, but they were still tricked by the "disappearance of the moonlight" ploy.

They kindly welcomed Mother Miao in, but what walked in was a monster that only looked similar.

If it hadn't been for the big yellow dog suddenly jumping up and biting the monster's thigh, everyone probably wouldn't have been able to discover it; in the end, they paid a certain price to drive the disguised monster out.

"Let's wait a little longer..." Wen Chao sighed.

The quality of this group was really not high.

The Wei sisters, as new Lotus Juanren who had only experienced one Fudi, had excellent combat capabilities.

But one could tell from the fact that they didn't join the funeral group that their style of conduct was very conservative, prioritizing self-preservation above all else. If the two of them had been willing to use their full strength against the malevolent entity that just entered, they definitely could have taken it down, which would have allowed them to obtain important intelligence, but the two only sought to drive the malevolent entity out and be done with it.

The three newcomers: Xiao Gao, Jiang Chun, and Ran Qiuhua.

They were very positive and motivated in their mindset; although they were all very afraid, they were all trying hard to survive, but it was a pity that there hadn't been an opportunity to worship the god and ask for blessings in this Fudi so far.

This resulted in the usefulness of these three newcomers being inferior even to that big yellow dog.

Speaking of the big yellow dog.

This big yellow dog's intuition was very sharp; it could quickly detect the arrival of danger and see through disguises that Lotus Juanren could not, but it was not close to others, only to the two female white-collar workers, so at the very least, one had to ensure that those two lived a little longer.

Then Wen Chao looked at the windowsill.

On the windowsill sat a piece of rough glass that had been simply polished.

After being tricked by the malevolent entity outside just now, Wen Chao had been thinking about how to simply and directly judge the authenticity of the moonlight.

Extinguishing the lamp in the room directly was indeed simple and crude, but Mother Miao had been slow to return, and the long darkness in the room was easy to make people feel uneasy, and no one could guarantee that there wouldn't be other things in the darkness.

So after thinking for a while, Wen Chao placed a small piece of glass he had picked up during the day on the windowsill, where there happened to be a tear in the window paper.

This way, as long as one looked from a specific angle, one could clearly see whether the moonlight outside was real or fake.

After waiting for a short while.

The moonlight was finally obscured by dark clouds, and at the same time, there was movement outside.

It was Mother Miao!

She had finally escaped from the urn!

Everyone was huddled at the window, waiting for her to reach the door quickly so they could open it and welcome her in.

After Mother Miao crawled out.

She stood in place for a short while; she was now covered in cold sweat, and her body was stiff.

The urn was large enough to easily accommodate a person, but not large enough for Mother Miao to move freely; she had stayed in the urn for too long, to the point where her body was numb.

She was the first to be transported into the urn and also the last to be transported out of it.

Although she had been screaming the whole time.

But after discovering that no one could save her, she also erupted with ferocity in the jar, spending a long time forcibly pinning the pale ghost shadow under her until it couldn't bear it and its body disappeared without a trace.

Standing outside again.

Although the cold wind was bone-chilling, she felt as if she had been reborn.

She had survived! Seeing Mother Miao come out and dawdle, Wen Chao finally couldn't help but open the door and urge: "Hurry up, what are you still standing there for? Who knows when the moonlight might appear again."

Mother Miao smiled and tried to walk toward the room as quickly as possible.

But the experience in the urn made her movements somewhat difficult, so she would find something to lean on every two steps, leaning on tree trunks, leaning on stones...

Mother Miao was full of smiles, because she knew that as long as she returned to the room before the moonlight appeared, she would be safe.

Suddenly.

A bloated, pale palm grabbed her wrist.

The smile on Mother Miao's face froze instantly, her body temperature plummeted, and she trembled uncontrollably. She turned her head to look, only to find that she had leaned on something she shouldn't have.

That water well with a corpse soaking inside! (End of chapter)