Chapter 331: Hengbo Slays the Charm

The sound of rain is dripping.

The candle shadows are faint.

Under the main house of the He Mansion, an old man with white hair and beard walked to the three statues with a cane.

This old man is He Kui, the head of the He family.

He Kui picked up four sticks of incense, inserted them respectfully into the incense burner in front, then knelt on the prayer mat, kowtowed four times to the statues; there was a shallow dent on the ground in front of the prayer mat, and he muttered while kowtowing.

"First wish the Paper Immortal master health."

"Second wish the Paper Immortal master early completion of merit."

"Third wish..."

After kowtowing.

He Kui stood up laboriously and did the same thing to another statue.

The three statues he worshipped.

One was pure white with a warm texture, but the image was a fierce and evil man with a ferocious expression, eyes almost popping out.

This is the Porcelain Immortal.

One was a wooden statue, the image of a charming and graceful ancient-style woman holding a bouquet of flowers, the woman looking at the bouquet with an obsessed expression, as if completely lost in the flowers.

This is the Flower Immortal.

The last one was close to a real person, wearing wide robes and large sleeves, unable to tell the gender, with greedy eyes, hands spread out as if to grab everything in his hands.

This is the Paper Immortal.

He Kui came to greet the Three Immortals every day, which had lasted for forty years; in front of each statue, there was a memorial tablet and a burning candle.

The old man retreated slowly; in his line of sight, more memorial tablets started to appear, as many as dozens; these memorial tablets had been left unattended for a long time, and were already covered with dust and spider webs.

All the memorial tablets were written.

Paper Immortal! Porcelain Immortal! Flower Immortal!

He Kui sighed.

"It seems that these three are about to leave the Undying City; I don't know if Little Fourteen is prepared."

Whenever the statues of the Three Immortals become complete, the Three Immortals will leave the Undying City, take away one of He Kui's male descendants, and leave behind three rough small statues.

Those rough small statues are the new Three Immortals.

The new Three Immortals eat enough longevity peaches and will become the appearance of today.

Those sons who left will build Three Immortals Halls in new cities, and will only return in a strange posture every once in a while, and consummate the marriage with those young mistresses, in order to leave behind an offspring...

Repeating the cycle, never stopping.

The Three Immortals expand in this strange way; forty years ago, only the Undying City had a Three Immortals Hall, and now... it is said that even in the distant countries across the ocean, there are already legends of the Three Immortals.

He Kui sighed.

"When the Three Immortals Temples cover the world, I can die, right!"

He Kui is the person who knows the true face of the Three Immortals best.

Burning incense and kowtowing pays attention to 'god three ghost four', worshipping gods uses odd numbers like one and three, while worshipping ghosts uses even numbers like two and four; sacrificing to the Three Immortals is a real ghost-worshipping process, which shows that under the holy skin of the Three Immortals, there are terrifying evil ghosts hidden...

Suddenly.

He Kui heard restless sounds coming from outside, which meant that something had happened.

But He Kui didn't pay attention to the outside, but looked at the three statues for the first time; the candle fire in front of the statues all went out, which meant that the Three Immortals had been attracted by the movement outside.

"Finished, finished..."

"The Three Immortals are alarmed, people are going to die."

In the rain.

Wei Hengbo searched anxiously for his sister's tracks.

The two of them were orphans, adopted by a violent group since childhood; in order to survive, they could only fight and kill all day long, and after mixing for many years, they really made a name for themselves.

But this kind of life was not what they wanted; they just wanted to live well. So the two siblings washed their hands of the business and were about to live a normal life.

The four words 'washing hands of the business' sound simple, but the bitterness and danger inside are only known to the two siblings, but normal life had just begun, and the two siblings were involved in the blessed land.

When introducing themselves.

Wei Hengbo once said that the two of them would definitely live and get out.

But in fact, what he wanted to say was that his sister would definitely live and get out, but his sister would definitely not be happy if he said that, so he emphasized the two siblings.

For him.

His sister's life was more important than his own.

Therefore, once separated from his sister, he was full of fear, afraid that his sister would die in a dark corner...

Searching and searching.

Wei Hengbo found an open door.

He leaned to the door and looked inside carefully, only to see several maids busy inside, some cutting paper, some boiling rice paste.

Their movements were very skilled; clearly, they had done it many times.

"What are they doing?"

Wei Hengbo was suspicious, walked to the window, poked the oil paper, and looked inside, only to see a wooden bed deep in the room, and a woman in a coma lying on the wooden bed with her back to him.

The woman had no clothes on, but most of her skin was pasted with red paper; her breathing was steady and painful, as if she was experiencing some kind of torture, and even her hair was stained with paper pulp...

"Those maids, making paper people?"

"Sure enough, it's like this..."

"Not to mention the paper people without wisdom, the retainers, maids, and those paper people who can talk and carry coffins in the He Mansion, it seems they were all living people."

"By sticking paper on the body, living people are born into paper people!"

While thinking.

Wei Hengbo suddenly caught a glimpse of a corner of the room.

This woman who was being made into a paper person had her back to Wei Hengbo, so he couldn't judge the woman's identity, but he saw an old paper umbrella in the corner of the wall.

It was Wei Qinglan's Six-Pattern Magic Umbrella! So that woman was Wei Qinglan!

Wei Hengbo's eyes turned red instantly, and the Blood-Drinking Goose-Feather Saber was drawn from its sheath; he kicked the door open and rushed into the room, quickly cutting down all the maids one by one.

Then he lifted the woman on the table and shook her hard.

"Qinglan, wake up, are you okay, open your eyes and say..."

Wei Hengbo's words stopped abruptly, and his whole body trembled.

He discovered in horror that the woman's face was already bloody, blood and paper mixed together, the eyeballs in the two eye sockets were dug out, and paper balls in the shape of balls were stuffed inside.

"Qinglan, I, I..."

Wei Hengbo's heart was torn, his brain was a mess, and he didn't notice at all that one of the woman's arms opened, and sharp nails grew out...

Pfft!

The hand knife pierced into Wei Hengbo's abdominal cavity, and a ferocious smile appeared on the woman's bloody face.

The severe pain made Wei Hengbo wake up.

Only then did he notice that there was no scar under the woman's left clavicle, while Wei Qinglan had been stabbed by a dagger there, and he had subconsciously avoided his sister's body, so he didn't discover the strangeness on her body!

Clatter!

The arm was pulled out, and a large amount of fresh blood sprayed out.

The maids who had been cut down on the ground also stood up one after another, walking toward Wei Hengbo holding paper coated with rice paste.

Wei Hengbo cut the woman in front of him down with one blade, panting and wiping his blood on the blade; the Blood-Drinking Goose-Feather Saber instantly absorbed the blood, and the long blade emitted an eerie light.

"Ha..."

"Even if I am injured, it's not something you can keep!"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 332 =====