God Bestows Evil Chapter 330

Chapter 330: The Thief in the Mass Grave

There are weeds growing among the graves, and there are faint traces of phosphorus fire.

No one is around, and there are many ghosts!

Wu Xian and Du E.

I carefully searched the mass graves, feeling terrified every time I took a step.

The scene of the mass grave is not very visually impactful to the family members, but it is obviously empty, but it makes people feel very crowded.

From time to time, there are green or blue will-o'-the-wisps flickering around me, and curious faces will appear in the occasional flickering.

Snap!

Wu Xian's shoulder was suddenly tapped.

He glanced at Du E beside him and found that she shrank her neck, as if something was blowing on her neck.

"It seems that the residents here are very curious about the two of us."

Du E's hair was pulled again: "It's better to be curious about us than to think we are delicious."

The two of them walked and looked around. They didn't know how much harassment they received along the way. At first they had some reactions, but then they ignored the harassment.

Wu Xian's shoulders were beaten like drums, and Du E's hair began to explode like Wu Xian's.

At least so far.

The ghosts in the mass graves are still very friendly. Their harassment is not malicious, they are as naughty as kindergarten children.

However, the search by Wu Xian and the two men was not smooth.

The offerings here seem to be of all kinds, but there are very few that meet their requirements.

Most of the ceramic vessels are very crude, and those placed outside are the lowest-grade gray white porcelain, or ceramics with cracks.

There are also complete paper figures, but most of them are simple and simple in style, not to mention rare things like red paper dogs and green paper bears.

Du E was a little discouraged.

"Is our thinking wrong? There is nothing we want in the mass graves?"

After Wu Xian thought for two seconds, his eyes moved slightly.

"That's right, let me try it."

Wu Xian walked straight to a tomb bag. In front of the tomb bag was an ordinary white plate. On the plate were two hard steamed buns. He picked up a steamed bun and put it in his pocket, turned around and left.

Before he could reach Du E's side.

His foot was firmly held by one hand. When he looked back, he saw a man who was too thin to look like and wearing coarse clothes lying on the ground holding his foot.

Judging from the man's complexion, he must have died of illness.

at the same time.

The surrounding environment changes instantly.

A small courtyard suddenly appeared around Wu Xian. The courtyard was surrounded by a fence. There was a small thatched house inside. The door of the thatched house looked like a tombstone.

There is another table in the yard with an empty plate on it. This empty plate is the one where Wu Xian just took away the steamed buns.

Du E stood outside the courtyard with surprise on her face.

"So that's it!"

"Mass graves are just a facade. Every grave is a sneaky home."

"The sacrifices we see are all rags placed in the yard to prop up the facade, and the real good things are kept at home. If this is the case...then this mass grave, from a sneaky perspective, might look like a huge city !”

Before Wu Xian could think more, the consumptive ghost started shouting.

"You stole something. Catch the thief!"

This cry made Wu Xian's whole body go numb.

Think about it carefully.

If he doesn't consider the difference between humans and ghosts, and walks into other people's yards, puts other people's belongings in his pockets and leaves, isn't this behavior considered theft?

Wu Xian put the buns back on the plate and said dryly: "I thought no one wanted this...ahem." But the sick man kept shouting.

"Catch the thief, catch the thief!"

Following his voice, more than a dozen pale ghosts emerged from the surrounding graves, and each ghost appeared accompanied by the appearance of a building.

Some of these buildings are tall and some are short. The thatched houses of the poor and the houses of the rich overlap together, giving people a confusing sensory experience.

The ghosts walked into the yard and surrounded Wu Xian and Du E.

At this time, even though Wu Xian was naturally thick-skinned and his cheeks began to feel hot, it was the first time in his life that he had encountered such a dilemma.

"Okay, this is my fault, how can I make it up to you?"

The sick man stopped shouting and crawled around Wu Xian twice, sniffing his scent greedily. His eyes lit up when he smelled the shoes.

"Shoes, I want these shoes!"

Wu Xian looked embarrassed. Although the Moon Palace Dance Shoes were women's shoes, they were very useful. There was no way he would give them away just because of a steamed bun. Moreover, Wu Xian's original shoes had been thrown away long ago...

"I can't give you these shoes, what else do you want?"

Suddenly a sinister wind howled around, and the sickly ghost's neighbors had stern expressions on their faces. The atmosphere suddenly became dark and dangerous, and the sickly ghost said fiercely.

"That's a thief, and the thief will be punished!"

Du E asked curiously: "What kind of punishment?"

The sick man licked his tongue: "One ounce of raw meat, one ounce of blood!"

Wu Xian smiled bitterly, he was trying to force him to harm himself.

"What if I don't want to bleed?"

The surrounding ghosts were filled with indignation at Wu Xian's behavior, and they raised their weapons and shouted in confusion.

"See the official, take him to see the undercover!"

Wu Xian's eyes lit up.

This information is crucial. If there is something wrong in the mass graves, it means that there is order here. Where there is order, what you want may be obtained through trading!

But the problem now is that Wu Xian doesn't want to be treated as a thief and sent to Yinzai.

Facing the excited ghost people, Wu Xian hesitated when he touched the weapon. Judging from the temperature of the hand held by the tubercular ghost, these ghosts should be very weak, and none of them have even transformed into ghosts, even the lowest ghosts. Not on.

With his telescopic stick, he can completely sweep a large area with the stick.

It's very easy to get out.

But is violent escape correct? If there is a conflict with these ghosts, will it cause greater trouble?

Just as Wu Xian was hesitating, Du E suddenly let out a scream.

When Wu Xian looked in her direction, he saw that her body had become translucent. Judging from her blank expression, she obviously didn't know anything about it either.

Uh-huh!

Du E disappeared out of thin air.

Wu Xian was stunned for two seconds, and then laughed.

"So that's it!"

"The petals of the Flower of Naihe have limited effectiveness. Once the time is up, they will be forcibly returned to the Immortal City!"

As he spoke, Wu Xian's body became translucent. He quickly took out a ten-denomination note from his certificate and threw it to the sick man.

"This is my compensation for you!"

Finish this sentence.

Wu Xian's body also disappeared without a trace.

The first exploration of the two of them was a failure. They didn't get any props they wanted and lost money. But with this experience, they will be familiar with it next time!

The sick man with tuberculosis looked ecstatic when he took the money. The ghosts around him all showed envious expressions, but none of them came to **** it. They just watched jealously as the man with tuberculosis hid the money in his crotch...

(End of chapter)

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