Chapter 340: Brother-Sister Trap

The two women and one man behind Wen Chao.

All wore veils on their heads, covering their faces, so their looks couldn't be seen clearly.

Wu Xian only knew that one of them was Jiang Chun, and the other two should be people from the He Fu...

No need to ask to know.

These three should all be zombies.

This old professor still had an appearance full of scholarly atmosphere, but those three zombies added some gloom to his kind face.

Wu Xian couldn't help but feel suspicious in his heart.

This old man.

How far has he gone?

Is his corpse refining a conventional god-worshipping ability, or has he gone astray and entered the realm of demons?

Wen Chao walked over with a smile and handed Wu Xian a booklet.

"When I first entered the mass grave, I discovered that wanting to find everything was too time-consuming, so I went to find the person in charge of the He Fu and got the burial records of the He Fu for the past forty years from him."

"Names, burial times, burial goods... these are all recorded in the booklet."

"I have already marked the things we need in the booklet. Are these things still hard to find now?"

The Fuyuan Chenghuang laughed.

"In this way, it's not difficult."

Under the Fuyuan Chenghuang's order, all the Yin messengers took action, following the information in the booklet to find artifacts and burial goods suitable for the Lotus Juanren.

It would take a lot of effort for the Lotus Juanren to get these things, but if the Yin messengers wanted to get them, they only needed to notify them. At most half an hour, all the things could be obtained.

With the Fuyuan Chenghuang's help.

The sense of urgency was much less.

Wen Chao sat cross-legged on the ground: "The most troublesome part of finding artifacts has been solved. At this time, there are at least four hours until the fourth quarter of the Zi hour. We have plenty of time to prepare for the final funeral."

Wu Xian nodded in agreement: "Before the Zi hour, there are three things we need to do."

"First, confirm the location of the hall. The Three Immortals Hall in the outside world is just a display. The real Three Immortals Hall is hidden in this Yin Realm."

"Second, find the others and tell them the news that the artifacts and burial goods have been found. Don't let them continue to do useless work... especially Jian Lingyu. She still has three extra Naihe Flowers in her hand. Those flowers are very helpful for us to maintain our time in the Yin Realm."

"Third, in the Three Immortals Hall, we have to face the Three Immortals at the same time, so before the final battle, we must try our best to improve our strength. Simply put... grind monsters!"

Wu Xian finished these three points.

Before the other two Lotus Juanren could speak, the Fuyuan Chenghuang spoke first.

"Do you really have to enter the Three Immortals Hall to complete the funeral? Then... I'm afraid it can't be completed tonight."

Wu Xian was stunned: "What do you mean by that?"

"The Three Immortals Hall is at the other end of the Yin Realm. There is a tomb with three protrusions. The tombstone says 'Three Immortals Hall.' As long as you touch the tombstone, you can enter the Three Immortals Hall."

"But there are Three Immortals inside the hall, and malevolent entities loyal to the Three Immortals wandering outside the hall. It is almost impossible to hold a funeral in such an environment."

The Fuyuan Chenghuang spoke very realistically. From his perspective, this was indeed an impossible thing.

But the three of them listened with bright eyes. What troubled them was just finding the location.

As for the many wandering malevolent entities there...

Malevolent entities are only deterrent to Lotus Juanren when they are hiding. If they are just wandering on the road...

What is that? That is a monster-grinding point where you can stably obtain god-worshipping opportunities! After getting this news.

The three of them had a bottom line in their hearts. After discussing, they decided to split up to find other Lotus Juanren newcomers. After everyone gathered, they would come to the Chenghuangmiao to meet....

Inside the He Fu.

Wei Qinglan, Su Xuan, and Li Xian were exploring carefully in the rain.

They bumped into each other shortly after nightfall, then cooperated to act, were besieged by retainers twice, and eventually turned danger into safety.

Walking and walking.

They saw a room with an open door.

There were several maids busy inside, cutting paper, boiling rice paste, their movements skillful... This posture attracted the attention of Wei Qinglan and the other two.

Wei Qinglan quietly walked to the window, poked the oil paper and looked inside, and saw a naked man lying on the wooden bed in the room. The maids were applying rice paste to the man's body and then sticking paper on it...

Suddenly.

Wei Qinglan trembled violently. She actually found a broken scabbard beside the paper person. That scabbard was exactly the one from Wei Hengbo's Yanling Saber!

She almost lost her mind and was about to rush into the room to save her brother, but was pressed down by Su Xuan.

"Don't be anxious, what's wrong?"

"My brother, the person in the room is my brother!"

Li Juxian also withdrew his gaze and asked in a low voice: "Why do you think he is your brother?"

Wei Qinglan was about to cry: "That's my brother's scabbard! What other proof do I need!"

Su Xuan asked back: "Where is your umbrella?"

Wei Qinglan was stunned and instantly understood Su Xuan's meaning.

They had been besieged by paper retainers before. In order to escape from the retainers, she used the Six-Pattern Magic Umbrella to block the door, buying them three the chance to escape.

Since her umbrella could be lost, why couldn't Wei Hengbo's scabbard be lost? After calming down, Wei Qinglan looked at the man in the room carefully again and found that although the man's build was very similar to Wei Hengbo's, he lacked Wei Hengbo's scars.

Wei Qinglan wiped her sweat with lingering fear: "The things in this house are fake. It's a trap aimed at me..."

The malevolent entity capable of specifically setting a trap must not be a small fry. The three of them decided not to touch this bad luck, but before they retreated far, they heard a familiar voice.

"Don't go in, it's a trap!"

They followed the voice and saw Wei Hengbo holding the broken Six-Pattern Magic Umbrella, poking his head out from the other side and waving at them...

Under Wei Hengbo's leadership.

They carefully bypassed the house with the trap and came to an empty room.

After becoming safe, Wei Qinglan pounced into her brother's arms, but found that there was a cloth strip tied around Wei Hengbo's side, and the cloth strip had been stained red with blood.

"This is..."

Wei Hengbo waved his hand: "This little injury is no big deal."

Su Xuan asked Wei Hengbo with some confusion: "How did you know it was a trap, and why were you waiting there?"

Wei Hengbo sighed.

"That's a long story. I also encountered a similar room. I rushed in as soon as I saw Qinglan's umbrella, and ended up in an ambush by a malevolent entity. I barely escaped from it, and this injury was left at that time, and the saber was also lost at that time..."

"Later I encountered this room again and recognized at a glance that it was a trap aimed at Qinglan, so I had been waiting nearby, just not wanting you to be ambushed like me..."

After finishing, Wei Hengbo laughed.

"It's great that we bumped into each other now. Follow me, I've found a way to move freely in the He Fu..."

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 341 =====