Chapter 156 The Peddler's Grave
After getting the key.

Wu Xian felt much more at ease.

In this way, after he goes out, he can enter the Peddler's Tomb, and then the only danger left is the Lingtang Tomb, and he can leave the blessed land safely.

then.

Guan Daorong, Wei Dian and Hu Yunkuan also took turns to perform on stage.

When they chose the program, they all referred to their own worship props in advance, so except for the minor setback that Guan Daorong broke another finger, all three of them got the key unscathed.

Wait until they finish their performance.

The servants of the Liu Mansion who were out capturing humans have also rushed back. This time, the servants of the Liu Mansion are not as clean as before, and some of them even have bullet holes on their bodies.

Obviously, humans have discovered the existence of evil and have begun to fight back, but this counterattack is doomed to be futile unless they drop a nuclear bomb here immediately.

Otherwise, after today, more and more monsters will learn how to steal life, and the strength of the evil forces will increase exponentially.

Wu Xian thought so before.

What happened in the Liu Mansion was the prelude to the demon disaster in this world, but now it seems that this disaster has actually happened already.

Bloody show.

This continued round after round.

The performances of Wu Xian and others went from being unbearable to pale and numb.

This evil feast ended only when a faint light appeared on the stairs.

Liu Baoyu who has been sitting firmly.

Walking to the center of the banquet hall, the calm expression he had throughout the night disappeared and a crazy laugh appeared on his face.

"It's done, it's finally done."

"I can turn into a dragon!"

boom!
rumble……

The ceiling collapsed and fell to the ground, raising a large amount of dust. The empty roof revealed the appearance of half a hundred sky.

It was early morning outside.

Countless dark clouds appeared out of nowhere, covering the light of morning light.

The color of the dark clouds gradually darkened, eventually turning into a disturbing crimson. The world would stop at dawn forever, and daytime would never come again.

Liu Baoyu's body became swollen and cracks appeared on his body, as if his body would break apart at any moment.

He roared excitedly towards the sky.

"A hundred years of hard training turned into a snake or insect, but in one day, it took away its life and turned into an evil dragon."

"The ghost clouds are coming to rain blood, and there is no need for the heaven and earth to tolerate them!"

Hiss!

Liu Baoyu's skin finally cracked, and a twisted evil dragon emerged from his body.

This evil dragon looks like a standard dragon body, but it has no scales on its body. Instead, it has densely packed human heads. Each of its whiskers is a human leg swaying in the wind, and its dragon horns are woven from some long strips.

Those long things all have human faces!

Wu Xian's eyes narrowed slightly. The things that made up Liu Baoyu's dragon horns were his brothers and sisters who appeared with him that day!

bass!
Liu Baoyu flew into the sky and dived into the bloody dark clouds.

Crackling, crashing!

A few blood-red lightning flashed by, and the endless blood clouds in the sky suddenly rained blood. In an instant, the world became like a ghost cave...

Wu Xian picked up the plate, scooped up a drop of blood and smelled it.

Thick and fishy.

It smells like human blood.

Those evil spirits laughed loudly while holding the evil method of stealing life, and crawled out from the holes in the roof one by one. Every evil spirit that learned the evil method of stealing life would bring about a disaster.

Faintly, Wu Xian seemed to see that from the bodies of those evil spirits who had taken away the evil life-stealing magic, there was a thin blood-colored thread, which spread to the sky, entered the blood-colored dark clouds, and was held in the hand of the evil dragon Liu Baoyu.

"So that's it..."

Wu Xian finally understood.

Why did Liu Baoyu hold this banquet? Why did he give the precious life-stealing magic to other evil spirits?

I'm afraid this bloody banquet is the ceremony for him to transform into a dragon!
And the evil methods of stealing life learned by those evil spirits may become a part of Liu Baoyu's power in the future. The scene where Liu Baoyu transforms into a dragon is the finale of the plot composed of the five rooms in the Liu Mansion.

Hiss, hiss…

All the lampstands with two candles in the banquet hall came alive in an instant. It turned out that the flames of the candles were the giant snake's dim gaze.

The giant snake slithered under everyone's feet, and no one knew where it was heading.

There were also countless tiny demons scrambling to snatch the remaining human limbs in the banquet hall. The scene was simply hellish.

Wait until all the noise is over.

The banquet hall was no longer prosperous, only broken walls and a strong smell of blood remained.

……

pat.

Wu Xian used the key to unlock the door and walked into the peddler's tomb.

After they came out of the banquet hall tomb safely, they found that Aunt He and Su Mi had also walked out of the clothing shop tomb safely, both wearing funeral clothes. Judging from their expressions, they had all passed through the clothing shop tomb safely.

The other rooms were ok.

The Yin-Yang Hundred Years Platform at Yipu Tomb is definitely not something a brainless middle-aged woman can pass through. Therefore, although Wu Xian is unwilling to admit it, this Aunt He must have some abilities, and they are not trivial.

They exchanged a few simple greetings, and then those who needed to worship did so, and those who needed to unlock the tomb went into the grave.

The peddler’s grave is a new grave.

After walking in, there was only an irregular cemetery space. In the middle of the cemetery lay the peddler's body, only bones left, and two boxes containing statues of gods.

Wu Xian already knew the truth about the tomb, so he was not surprised. He opened the box and immediately two statues appeared.

External God-Statue of Tathagata!
Tianguan-Five-Manifestation God of Wealth Statue!
Looking at the two statues, Wu Xian shook his head and sighed.

According to Wei Dian's description, Wei Dian had already taken the two statues out of the box, but now the statues are still in the box, which shows that no matter what the predecessors did after entering the tomb mound, it had no effect on the later generations.

In addition, after they came out of the banquet hall tomb, the sky was still clear, with no blood rain or ghost clouds...

Wu Xian finally confirmed.

Everything that happened in the Liu family mansion had already become a foregone conclusion. The Eight Tombs where they were were just a replay of history. No matter what they did, they could not change the true ending of this world...

But ironically, this made Wu Xian feel better.

Because if nothing can be changed.

He wouldn't have to feel the psychological burden of watching so many people being killed in the banquet hall.

Wu Xian shook his head and sighed.

He opened the certificate and swiped his hand, and the number on the place where the ghost money should be placed on the certificate turned to zero, and a ten-faced ghost money appeared in his hand.

He stuffed the paper money into the head of Duobao Tathagata, and it was instantly sucked in. Wooden strips and cloth emerged from the base of the statue, and in the blink of an eye it was put together to form a small stall.

This small stall is the only shopping mall in Fudi, Duobao Pavilion.

The reason why Wu Xian chose this statue first was that he wanted to see what was sold in Duobao Pavilion. If he didn't have what he wanted, he would not use the only remaining incense stick on the Wuxian God of Wealth.

Nine balls of light appeared in the Duobao Pavilion.

Four talismans: rejuvenation spell, stone-walking spell, thorny vine spell, and flash character.

Three books of supernatural powers: Ghost power - ghost calls, demon power - magic sounds fill the ears, monster power - fox charm.

Two ritual instruments: a golden hammer for beating drums and a wooden fish for calming the souls.

(End of this chapter)