Chapter 419: The Truth of the Yin House

"If that's the case..."

Thinking of this possibility, Wu Xian felt a chill in his heart.

This meant his judgment was wrong.

Although the old lady of the Yin House was brought in by Huang Huang Debiao, the one who was truly enlightened was the marble girl. The old lady of the Yin House was just a dangerous malevolent entity brought along for the ride! She didn't launch an attack before, not because she was kind, but because she hadn't yet obtained the Yin House she had been longing for! Once she mastered the Yin House.

She would launch an attack on everyone around her!

"Those three are in danger!"

Realizing this, Wu Xian was eager to return.

While he was thinking, the dozen or so inverted corpses were all burned clean.

Wu Xian searched quickly and found two sticks of Sui incense and one divine statue among the charred corpses. This action seemed extremely bizarre to Fu Liang Liang Jian, but Wu Xian was in no mood to care about his feelings.

Also, since a divine statue could appear here, it meant that in this Fudi, as long as there was a burning action, it could accumulate progress toward the appearance of a new divine statue.

Even burning people worked! If his prediction was correct, the Inverted Corpse Forest was a very important location in this underground maze. Dead people like the "kidnapped old man" would turn into inverted corpses after death and head to the Inverted Corpse Forest on their own.

This meant that those corpses would return to the Inverted Corpse Forest. To Wu Xian, that place was a huge treasure trove, but unfortunately, his current strength wasn't enough to harvest this precious gift.

He called Fu Liang Liang Jian up.

"Let's go, I'll take you to the stronghold."

Fu Liang Liang Jian looked pleasantly surprised: "There's actually a human stronghold here! How many people are there?"

"I hope there are still living people there when we get back."

As Wu Xian spoke, his expression was uncertain.

Fu Liang Liang Jian felt a bit terrified upon hearing this.

"They're gone, they're all gone!"

When Wu Xian returned to the large cavern, he found it pitch black.

Only one charred corpse remained, sitting cross-legged.

In the room in the charred corpse's chest, the old lady's funeral portrait was looking at Wu Xian kindly, as if nothing had happened.

And in the room in the charred corpse's abdomen, there were three small figures sitting in chairs made of flesh and blood. These three figures were sewn from rags, the craftsmanship very exquisite, and one could see the characteristics of the three missing people.

"The mad woman, Gong Gong Xiujuan, and Zhao Zhao Zixuan..."

Wu Xian took a deep breath and touched the hilt of his saw-blade knife, but he suppressed the urge to act. He left the charred corpse Yin House and lit the campfire, making the cavern bright again.

By the firelight, Wu Xian scanned the cavern. There were no obvious signs of a fight, and the original campfire had gone out on its own because no firewood had been added.

This meant there had been no battle in the cavern.

"Were they dragged in directly?"

"No, perhaps they were tricked in. The Yin House might possess abilities like a 'ghost wall.' As long as it creates a false illusion of crisis, it can make the three of them step into the trap voluntarily."

Also worth mentioning was that a statue of the Fire Virtue Star Lord stood at the edge of the cavern. When Wu Xian left, the progress bar for this statue had also been completed.

Wu Xian looked back at the charred corpse Yin House.

The old lady's kind expression suddenly became somewhat provocative again. She seemed to hope Wu Xian would do something quickly.

But Wu Xian ignored her and walked toward the edge of the cavern.

He decided to ignore the three people inside the charred corpse for now and first worship the gods to boost his own strength.

If they were being attacked when he returned, he could try to save them. Now that they had already fallen for the trap, Wu Xian was truly powerless.

Without figuring out the abilities of the charred corpse Yin House, rashly touching it might cause Wu Xian to get trapped himself.

But before Wu Xian could worship the gods, a cry for help came from the Yin House.

"Brother Wu, come save us quickly, it's really scary here!" This was Zhao Zhao Zixuan's voice.

Wu Xian cursed under his breath and looked back at the Yin House, only to see Zhao Zhao Zixuan's doll shouting loudly, repeating the shouts at the top of its lungs.

This sound startled Fu Liang Liang Jian.

Only then did he understand where the people who had originally been at the stronghold had gone.

The eeriness here was simply beyond his imagination. He took two steps back and asked tremblingly.

"Should we save them?"

Wu Xian shook his head helplessly: "This is clearly a trap. That old lady wants to pull us into the game. As long as we are alive, the people inside still have a chance of survival. If we fall for it too, they are doomed."

As soon as he finished speaking.

A piercing scream came from the Yin House.

The doll representing Zhao Zhao Zixuan was struggling hard.

The rag doll that looked like the old lady walked behind Zhao Zhao Zixuan's doll at some point, holding a pair of scissors capable of cutting off a head.

"Hurry up, I can't wait much longer!" Zhao Zhao Zixuan cried out heart-wrenchingly, but Wu Xian still turned a blind eye.

Fu Liang Liang Jian had no friendship with these people, so he just watched from the side.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here to save you!"

Just then.

Wu Xian suddenly heard heavy footsteps. Xiong Gang, like a crazed brown bear, rushed over from a cave.

At this moment, Xiong Gang was covered in blood, especially his two arms, which had lost large patches of skin. It was clear he had just experienced a great battle.

But even though he was injured, Wu Xian was still very happy. Just as he was about to greet him, he saw Xiong Gang reach out directly toward the room at the bottom of the Yin House.

He wanted to use brute force to bring the three small figures inside out! Boom! The Yin House erupted with a strange white smoke. Xiong Gang's large hands dug and groped hard, but he couldn't touch the inside of the Yin House at all. After several attempts, he flew into a rage and swung his fist at the Yin House.

His fist, as large as a sandbag, hit it until it bled, showing how hard Xiong Gang was using his strength, but the charred corpse Yin House remained unscathed.

After smashing for a while, Xiong Gang realized his own powerlessness. He sat on the ground, panting, his face covered in huge beads of sweat.

Wu Xian narrowed his eyes: "It seems he received some kind of very severe stimulation elsewhere, which is why he is so reckless..."

However, his recklessness wasn't necessarily a bad thing.

At least he let Wu Xian know that using brute force had no effect on the Yin House. If they wanted to save the people inside, they would probably have to enter the Yin House itself.

But that risk was too great.

Perhaps giving up on the three people inside was the better choice.

But for now, it was more important to treat Xiong Gang's injuries.

There was no clean cloth in the cavern, so Wu Xian had to tear off his own undershirt, tear it into two halves, and wrap them around Xiong Gang's hands.

During the bandaging process, Wu Xian asked Xiong Gang.

"I've been to the small cave. You must have met other survivors, where are they?"

Xiong Gang was silent for a long while.

"She's dead..."

"She was dragged away by a monster. I tried my best to save her, but I was no match for that monster at all. If I hadn't sacrificed the skin on my arms, I probably would have been eaten by that monster too."

"What kind of monster was it?"

Xiong Gang showed a terrified expression: "That thing didn't have a fixed body. I don't know how to describe it. In short... it was terrifying, very terrifying."

(End of chapter)