Chapter 323: The Death of Zhu Dachang

"Damn it, finally gone..."

Zhu Dachang took off his hat and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Just now he was even more nervous than Wu Xian and the others in the coffins; if things were exposed, the gu insect in his stomach would take his life...

At least, that was what he thought.

This was also the reason why Wu Xian was not worried about Zhu Dachang giving a warning to the coffin carriers.

He was a bad person.

Bad people are always selfish; he would not risk his life to give others a reminder.

"Since they are gone, don't come back!"

Zhu Dachang rested for two seconds and then hurriedly ran to the underground cave where the pool was located, arriving at a secret room that Wu Xian and the others had not discovered before.

Inside the room was a shrine, and a strange paper person was worshipped in the shrine.

"Need to contact Lady Paper Immortal quickly..."

Zhu Dachang could contact the Paper Immortal, but he could only contact her when there was no one around.

The method of contact was to burn incense for the Paper Immortal; as long as the incense was lit, he could communicate with the Paper Immortal... provided the Paper Immortal was willing to pay attention to him.

Zhu Dachang wanted to report the matter of Wu Xian and the others.

This was of course not out of loyalty, but because if he didn't report it, then no matter what trouble Wu Xian and the others caused, he would have to bear the responsibility.

If he was lucky, he could still get a pit in the mass grave under the moonlight in the Undying City.

If he was unlucky...

Zhu Dachang shivered.

The Paper Immortal described by Wu Xian and the others was a good immortal full of benevolence and radiance, but Zhu Dachang knew in his heart that the Paper Immortal was a vicious ghost that ate people without spitting out the bones.

Reporting now.

Could show the Paper Immortal that he was still loyal, and all the mistakes were caused by Wu Xian and the others.

However, Zhu Dachang did not find traces of incense near the shrine.

"Where is the incense, where was the incense put?"

Zhu Dachang roared furiously; he didn't know why, but his temper had become much more irritable than before.

"The incense is here..."

A stick of incense was handed over from beside Zhu Dachang.

The person handing the incense was wearing red clothes, and the hands were a bit dirty, with some strange wrinkles.

This was a paper person.

At first, Zhu Dachang didn't feel there was anything wrong with this.

Because over these ten years, he had been controlling paper people in various ways, and paper people had become a part of his life, but when he tried to light the incense with a candle, the more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.

"My eye-dotting brush has already been taken away, why would the paper person still move?"

Zhu Dachang shuddered instantly.

He turned around stiffly and saw a red-clothed paper person standing behind him; this paper person was very dirty, had traces of being soaked in water, was wearing red makeup on its face, and had eyeballs dotted with ink in its eye sockets.

Zhu Dachang was very familiar with this paper person, because this was the most exquisite one among all his paper people.

The female paper person asked in a strange tone.

"Temple Keeper, why is your complexion so bad? Does the slave need to serve you?"

As she spoke, she reached out her hand, trying to take off his clothes.

In Zhu Dachang's heart, boundless fear rose instantly.

Before becoming a temple keeper, he was a lecher who couldn't live without women.

The suppression of ten years underground made him able to see a pig as a beautiful woman, and the only thing he could use to vent in this underground was this red paper person...

Therefore, over the ten years, he had done many unspeakable things to this paper person.

He had never been afraid.

Because he had the eye-dotting brush and could control the paper person at any time.

But now...

Thinking of what he had done to the paper person, Zhu Dachang felt his back go cold.

"Don't serve, don't come over... don't come over!"

In the underground tunnel, Zhu Dachang's shrill screams like a slaughtered pig rang out.

Without the eye-dotting brush, he was no different from an ordinary person; he didn't even dare to resist the paper person, and could only let the red-clothed female paper person take off his gorgeous robe, revealing his chest covered in black hair.

But the red-clothed paper person didn't stop, continuing to try to help Zhu Dachang take off his clothes.

Thus, the skin on Zhu Dachang's chest was peeled open bit by bit...

The unspeakable pain made his scalp feel like it was about to explode, and his consciousness was about to be swallowed by the pain.

But just at this moment.

The paper person's movements suddenly stopped.

Zhu Dachang barely opened his eyes and saw a woman wearing a veil hat grab the back of the paper person's neck and tear the paper person apart alive.

Zhu Dachang saw the hope of survival again.

"You, are you here to save me?"

The woman took off her veil hat, revealing a pale face without blood, the corners of her mouth gradually spreading, and four sharp fangs protruding.

She was Jiang Chun!

Jiang Chun's pitch-black eyes stared at Zhu Dachang's torn chest, saliva flowed from her mouth, and then she suddenly pounced on him like a thirsty beast.

"Ah!"

"Ah!"

Zhu Dachang's screams were a hundred times shriller than before.

"Hmm?"

In the coffin, Wu Xian showed a confused expression.

"The mark of anger has disappeared; is Zhu Dachang dead?"

"It seems that someone else has taken action..."

"Hmm, perhaps Wen Chao sent Jiang Chun; Jiang Chun doesn't have an urn, so after we were carried away, she could still move; that old man Wen Chao has never liked to waste things."

Wu Xian didn't kill Zhu Dachang.

It was to avoid exposure in front of the coffin carriers.

But they had already been carried away, so Zhu Dachang had no need to live.

So when Wu Xian interrogated Zhu Dachang, he would beat him up if they didn't agree, the purpose was to leave traces of thunderous anger on Zhu Dachang's body.

The gu insect was of course fake.

But the thunderous anger was real and could take Zhu Dachang's life at any time.

But a thunder strike would definitely make a sound, so Wu Xian planned to go further away before taking action, but didn't expect others to get there first.

It was also for the same reason that Wu Xian didn't kill the hourglass-shaped monster; that thing was very important to the Three Immortals, and killing it in advance might arouse the vigilance of the Three Immortals.

The coffin-carrying team was very professional.

The amplitude of the shaking was very small, which gave Wu Xian a little sleepiness.

"Not right..."

"Is it too professional?"

Wu Xian closed his eyes and sensed carefully, only to find that the coffin was exceptionally stable, without any major bumps, and the rhythm was almost consistent throughout; this was not a level that humans could carry.

"So these coffin carriers are still paper people?"

"If I guessed correctly, there is more than one such coffin-carrying team, then how many paper people are there in total... It seems that creating and controlling paper people is the ability of the Paper Immortal."

Wu Xian had long heard from Old Tang.

The Three Immortals are divided into the Paper Immortal, the Flower Immortal, and the Porcelain Immortal.

If the Paper Immortal corresponds to these paper people.

Then the Flower Immortal corresponds to the moonlight monsters that appear every night; the fact that moonlight monsters drop flowers after death is evidence.

Then what about the Porcelain Immortal? "Corresponds to porcelain... the skin of those pale ghosts is indeed as white as porcelain..."

The outline of the Three Immortals gradually became clear in Wu Xian's mind, with only one cloud of fog yet to be revealed; Wu Xian felt that he only needed a few more small clues to figure everything out.

Just as Wu Xian was thinking, he suddenly heard voices speaking outside the coffin.

It was those coffin carriers talking! "Shouldn't they be paper people? Could it be that these paper people all possess wisdom?"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 324 =====