Chapter 320

After clarifying things.

The siblings hugged each other excitedly.

Su Xuan, wrapped in a tattered quilt, frowned and looked down.

"Did she violate any taboos while she was down there?"

Wu Xian thought seriously for two seconds: "Probably not. The three of us were never separated, and she didn't do anything out of the ordinary. We all encountered the resentment of the insect swarm."

"Then why was she the one targeted?"

Without figuring out the reason for the appearance of those paper figures, Su Xuan always felt uneasy in his heart.

Wu Xian patted his shoulder.

"I personally think that either those paper figures are slow and only managed to catch the last one, or they bully the weak and fear the strong, only daring to act against a woman who is alone... There's no need to dwell too much on something that can be repelled by a single 'Expel Evil and Break Curse'."

Su Xuan looked up and asked: "Could it be that simple?"

Wu Xian shook his head: "I'm not sure, but sometimes, the behavior of malevolent entities has no pattern."

The first time he entered a Fudi, he encountered a Red-Clad Hanging Entity in his room.

Did Wu Xian violate any rules at that time? No.

He was just simply seeing a ghost.

The three who came ashore.

Rested briefly.

And told everyone the situation they encountered underground, point by point.

After some discussion.

Everyone decided to get everything done before noon today.

As the saying goes, delays lead to changes. The things below already knew of their existence, and if the time dragged on too long, some unfavorable chain reactions might occur.

But before going down.

In No-Burial Village, there were still some loose ends to deal with.

The Wei siblings hung all the extra game they had hunted over the past two days on a house beam to air-dry, so that the elders of No-Burial Village would have meat to eat for a period of time.

Wen Chao, with Jiang Chun, stacked the firewood neatly.

Li Juxian and Su Xuan drew plenty of clean water and stored it in the village's large vats, so at least there would be no problem with drinking water for a few days.

Du E, Jian Lingyu, and Ran Huang Tian were also busy with who knows what...

The things done above.

Could only be considered a drop in the bucket and could not fundamentally change the situation of the elders, but this was already the limit of what the new Lotus Juanren could do.

Wu Xian came to the grave mound outside the village.

Around the grave mound, it was unknown when many dried or rotten corpses had been laid out. These corpses had come here on their own; they envied those who had been buried before, but they might never have this opportunity again.

"Grandma He, I've come to take you home."

Wu Xian gently brushed away the soil buried on the urn. It had clearly been buried half a meter deep before, but this time when he dug, there was only a shallow layer. It seemed Grandma He was also looking forward to leaving soon.

"The urn used to bury you is too big and inconvenient to carry. I'm going to put you in a small jar now."

Wu Xian placed a small wine jar he had scavenged in the village on the ground, then laboriously tipped over the large urn. The ashes inside flew out automatically; most of them went with the wind, and only a small portion of the white and fine ones were poured into the small wine jar.

"Thanks for the help."

Wu Xian picked up the wine jar, looking at the several small grave mounds undulating here. There were aging original inhabitants here, as well as companions who had come from the real world with Wu Xian.

"To everyone buried here, goodbye."

After saying this.

Wu Xian turned and left.

Vaguely, he seemed to hear a few sounds of farewell.

"Slow down!"

"A bit to the left, don't pinch your hands." "It'll get scraped if you send it in like that!"

Amidst the shouting, one coffin after another was sent from the wellhead to the bottom of the well, and there were people below to catch them, ensuring that every coffin could land safely.

Wu Xian directed the work while feeling a slight sense of emotion.

They needed to send eight coffins and one urn into the water. As for Jiang Chun, everyone knew she had problems, so no one delved into why her urn didn't need to be sent down.

As things stood now.

Among the nine people still alive, except for Ran Huang Tian, everyone chose a coffin.

This was just a coincidence.

But perhaps it was also inevitable. Under the circumstances at the time, only those with quick reactions and sufficient strength could grab a coffin, and only in this way would the probability of living to the end be high enough.

While Wu Xian and the others were busy.

The elders all walked out of their rooms, silently watching one coffin after another enter the water. The elders were reluctant to see the young people leave, but they also knew in their hearts that they had neither the ability nor the reason to stop them.

So they could only watch from the sidelines, which counted as seeing Wu Xian and the others off.

After all the coffins had been sent down.

The few people still at the well turned their heads to look at these elders, their eyes either cloudy or moist, and their hearts felt a bit uncomfortable.

Old Tang waved his cane vigorously to shoo them away.

"Why aren't you leaving yet? Aren't you in a hurry? Get lost, and don't come back."

"And... don't die before us."

After entering the water.

Everyone first found a place to put the eight coffins and one urn.

Then they lit a fire to wipe their bodies dry or roast them; in any case, they couldn't move around in wet clothes for a long time.

The well water was incomparably cold, and the underground was even more eerie and terrifying. What could kill people wasn't just malevolent entities, but also some illnesses caused by the cold. It would be too ridiculous to die not from a ghost, but from a severe cold.

During this time, everyone could feel that something was watching them.

But no one paid much attention.

Their existence had already been exposed an hour ago. Coming down this time wasn't to take risks with trepidation, but to bulldoze through by relying on their superior numbers.

After their bodies were slightly dry.

Everyone marched forward swaggeringly.

Wu Xian walked at the very front, extending his Ruyi Telescopic Rod and constantly tapping on the ground to avoid any traps laid by the malevolent entities here, though they had still overestimated the malevolent entities.

The only accident on the road was a dead person embedded in the ground whose body hadn't fully petrified yet, frantically licking Jian Lingyu's shoe...

Alright.

He wanted to bite, it was just that he no longer had any teeth.

Other than that, there was nothing beyond expectations.

Very soon.

Everyone arrived at the cavern where the pool was located.

The monster in the center of the pool was still swallowing and spitting out coffins, but the paper figures seen before had disappeared, making the entire pool appear incomparably empty.

"Hee hee... hee hee hee..."

Eerie laughter came from the air, ethereal, sinister, and with an echo; just this sound alone was enough to make one's hair stand on end.

Everyone gathered in a circle, scanning their surroundings, but could not find the figure of the malevolent entity.

If there were an outsider at this moment, they would be able to see that several paper figures had already surrounded Wu Xian and the others.

These paper figures floated easily, occasionally retreating, occasionally observing face-to-face, their state very arrogant, but no one could see the figures of these paper figures, only hearing the eerie laughter.

Suddenly!

A pair of hands grabbed Wu Xian's face from behind! This was originally a very terrifying thing, but Wu Xian pressed down on this hand.

"It's right nearby, do it!"

(End of chapter)