God Bestows Evil Chapter 197

Chapter 197: Pulling Incense at the Grave

I heard that the two of them were leaving.

The enthusiasm on all the villagers' faces faded and they became expressionless.

The surrounding temperature seemed to have suddenly changed from high spring to midwinter. My clothes were instantly ripped through, and white mist appeared from my mouth and nose when I breathed.

The red and white makeup on the faces of the villagers made them even more eerie and eerie. They were still a little bit popular just now, but now they all look like dead bodies.

Wu Xian put his hand on the handle of the Ghost Head Sword, ready to slash at people frantically at any time.

Sun Qian swallowed nervously and moved slightly closer to Wu Xian.

It's hard for the two of them, strangers, to live in peace with each other in a land full of ghosts. It's wishful thinking to expect them to leave safely without any conflicts.

The atmosphere was tense.

The villagers all raised their pale palms, and sharp nails gradually grew out.

at this time.

Village chief Qin Baolu suddenly said: "The time has come."

Other villagers also echoed.

"Time is up."

"That's too late."

“Let them go and accumulate some virtue...”

The villagers were no longer ready to take action, but their faces were still ugly. In an extremely tense atmosphere, they surrounded Wu Xian and the others to the entrance of the village, and all waved to them.

Every wave.

The villagers retreated a distance strangely.

The two of them obviously did not move, but the villagers and the village moved farther and farther away from them until they disappeared from their sight.

Wu Xian breathed a sigh of relief.

There are overgrown weeds all around, and there are many earth mounds raised on the ground. In front of each earth mound, there is a wooden sign with the name of the deceased written on it. This is a cemetery.

He touched his neck.

The blazing sunlight shone on my neck, making it slightly hot. It should have really returned to reality.

Snapped!

Sun Qian was patted on the back by a hand. Sun Qian was so frightened that he jumped on the spot. When he turned around, he realized that the person patting his shoulder was Shi Ji.

At this time, Shi Ji was holding a mineral water bottle with yellow liquid in it.

Seeing the two people reacting, Shi Ji breathed a sigh of relief.

"You are finally back. As soon as you entered this cemetery, you seemed to have lost your soul. I didn't respond to my words to you. You seemed to be talking to someone."

“I sat on the grave bag for a while, went to eat the tributes for a while, and wandered around the cemetery. It was only now that I seemed to have gained some popularity.”

“I wanted to call you out in advance, but seeing that your expressions were normal, I just sat back and watched what happened without any help.”

Wu Xian looked at the water bottle in Shi Ji's hand, and was a little glad that Shi Ji just watched and didn't save anyone.

Sun Qian didn't care about this.

“Brother Shi, you said...eating tribute?”

Shi Ji pointed to two tribute plates in front of a tombstone.

“Yeah, you just took a bite each of those two plates.”

Sun Qian quickly ran over to take a look.

They saw two discs, one filled with rice and one with meat and vegetables. The rice one should have been eaten by Wu Xian, but it was a little dry and hard, while the meat and vegetable side was rotten and smelly, and there were still maggots squirming inside.

It is clear at a glance who is eating which.

“vomit…”

Sun Qian immediately started retching while leaning on the tombstone.

Wu Xian felt better when he saw that what he ate was not too bad.

Shi Ji patted Sun Qian on the back: "It's okay. I know about dirty things. What you eat is not a big deal, it's all protein..."

But Shi Ji's comfort had no effect, and Sun Qian vomited even more violently.

While Sun Qian was retching.

Shi Ji turned around and opened his palms to Wu Xian. There was a small handful of residual incense in his hands! Wu Xian was startled.

“There are so many, where did they come from?”

History Ji chuckled.

“When you were fascinated just now, I saw incense burning on every grave here. I thought the incense should not be wasted, so I pinched the incense one by one.”

Wu Xian thought for a moment and finally figured it out.

They followed the guidance of treasure hunting and came to this cemetery. There must be a treasure here, and the treasure should be the burning incense.

But under normal circumstances, once you enter the cemetery, you will be pulled into the ghost world and have no chance to pull the incense.

In the ghost world.

Those villagers tried to separate the two people several times, and the food they were given were treated differently. It was obvious that these villagers were harmful to people's minds.

But this thought is mainly aimed at Sun Qian.

This should be related to Wu Xian's high Yinde. The villagers did not transform into evil spirits, but were just Yin spirits, so they treated Wu Xian with high Yinde and courtesy.

But this courtesy has its limits.

In the last period of time in the village, the villagers were obviously planning to reveal their true colors, but because the time was up, they had to stop and send Wu Xian and the two out of the village.

The time they refer to should refer to the residual incense outside. How long those residual incense can burn will be how long Wu Xian and the two will be trapped in the ghost village.

Normally, they would stay until the incense burnt out, so a conflict would definitely break out.

But because Shi Ji stayed outside and extinguished all the remaining incense in advance, Wu Xian and Wu Xian could leave early.

As for why the historical records are outside...

Perhaps it's because the ghosts in the village dislike him.

In short.

This trip to the ghost village was a near miss.

The remaining incense in Shi Ji's hand was really not that small. This small handful of incense was more than one meter long, which could be used for four times of worshiping gods. Wu Xian spent a treasure hunt in vain.

Shi Ji's contribution was great, so Wu Xian and Shi Ji each took 60 centimeters of residual incense, enough to worship the gods twice.

Wu Xian prepared the remaining small pieces of residual incense to be given to Sun Qian.

Although Sun Qian only plays the role of the atmosphere team, it is already rare if he does not cause trouble. He cannot be of much help as an ordinary person. Only by giving him the ability earlier can he be effective.

As soon as Wu Xiang turned around, he heard Sun Qian's call.

“Brother Xian, come and look, there is something here!”

Sun Qian ate filthy food and wanted to vomit out the filthy food while leaning on a tombstone.

But as he vomited, he felt something was wrong under his feet, so he kicked the dirt off the ground with his feet, and found a square small door in front of the grave.

Wu Xian rolled his eyes.

“Are you doing this again?”

After some research, he discovered that there should be no room under this small door. It was more like a safe in front of a tomb, with a small handle on the door.

In order to prevent traps.

Wu Xian found a curved stick and put it into the handle. He and Shi Ji lifted it violently beside him, but they broke the stick and the handle did not move at all.

The small door has no keyhole and seems to have no mechanism. How to unlock it?

Historical achievements take a different approach.

He wanted to use Wu Xian's ghost-headed sword to destroy the door directly, but the first time Wu Xian struck with the sword, the whole cemetery shook.

The old men buried in the cemetery seemed to be offended and wanted to come out to educate Wu Xian and the others, so the three men hurriedly stopped the violent demolition work.

Just when the three of them were at a loss what to do.

Wu Xian suddenly noticed that the name of this tomb was somewhat familiar.

Chin Fuler…

Isn't this one of the five people?

(End of this chapter)

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