Chapter 198: The False God in the Temple
After discovering Qin Fu'er's name, Wu Xian immediately realized that there might be similar secret doors in front of the graves of the other four people.

So he immediately went to look for it with historian Sun Qian.

Finally, the graves of Qin Baolu, Chu Changshou, Chu Axi and Qin Dafu were found.

as predicted.

There are similar secret doors in front of these four tombs.

But even if they found the secret door, they still had no way to open it.

The three tried various things on the five doors without alerting the underground undead.

Finally, something was discovered.

As long as two people pull different doors at the same time, the two doors will be slightly lifted up to create a gap. If three people pull the doors together, the gap will be larger.

Therefore, Wu Xian judged that these five doors would require five people to pull upwards at the same time to open them.

But now there are only three of them, so they can only give up the benefits here temporarily and open the door after calling two more people over.

In addition, while searching for the tomb, Sun Qian also found a small path. The three of them walked along the path for a distance and found the ruins of a dilapidated village.

The place was overgrown with weeds, with broken walls and ruins everywhere, and the houses and trees were all covered by weeds, but the layout of the village was exactly the same as what they had seen in the ghost cave before.

Wu Xian followed his memory.

I found the village's ancestral hall with great anticipation.

Just like what you see in the ghost cave, the ancestral hall does not enshrine ancestors. Instead, it enshrines a red-robed statue of the King of Hell from the Eighteen Hells.

Shi Ji looked at the statue and let out a light exclamation.

"Yan Ting said at noon that a red-robed deity appeared in his dream last night. Could it be this one?"

"should be."

Wu Xian nodded.

Before seeing the statue of King Yama, Wu Xian always thought that Yan Ting's words were nonsense.

But the existence of this statue confirms Yan Ting's statement.

if so.

Wu Xian had to re-evaluate his judgment of Yan Ting.

He now had ninety centimeters of remaining incense in his hand, enough for three worships, so without much hesitation he counted out thirty centimeters of the remaining incense, lit them, and respectfully inserted them into the incense burner in front of the statue.

Among the supplies Yan Ting brought to the island was a lighter, so Wu Xian could easily light the remaining incense.

Wu Xian stared at the incense burner, looking forward to the reward that this strange statue would give him.

But the remaining fragrance was extinguished suddenly not long after it was inserted.

Wu Xian's expression changed slightly.

"Is this damp?"

He lit the incense stick again, but it went out as soon as it was plugged in.

"It looks like it has indeed been affected by moisture. Let's find some good incense before we worship it again."

Wu Xian casually pulled out the remaining incense, and a playing card accidentally fell from his sleeve, which landed right in front of the statue. Then he took Shi Ji and Sun Qian and slowly and respectfully left the ancestral hall.

When they were inside the ancestral hall, they could no longer see the figures of Wu Xian and the other three.

The statue of King Yama, dressed in a red robe, suddenly turned his head.

The clay sculpture's eye sockets looked in the direction the three people left, with a fascinating evil flashing in its eyes.

……

After retreating a distance as if nothing had happened.

Wu Xian suddenly stopped, his breathing became slightly rapid, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

The historical records are somewhat baffling.

"Brother Xian, what are you doing..."

Wu Xian straightened up, a gleam in his eyes.

"The incense was not damp. The family members prayed to the gods for blessings, which was a ritual with the real gods. The remaining incense went out as soon as I inserted it, which means that the statue could not bear my incense..."

"It's a false god!"

Sun Qian didn't think anything of it when he heard the word "false god", but Shi Ji was immediately horrified.

If that statue is not God.

It's a ghost!
After staying in the blessed land for a long time, one naturally knows how transcendent the position of the "immortals and gods" is in the blessed land, and those sneaky ghosts all keep their distance from the statues.

Shi Ji couldn't even imagine how terrifying a ghost who dared to disguise himself as a god would be.

Wu Xian licked his lips.

"I was wondering before, ancestral halls are used to worship ancestors, but the ancestral hall in Luowang Village is used to worship gods..."

“Now that I think about it, maybe the gods they worship are their ancestors!”

"Luowang Village...Luowang...Yan Family..."

"Yan Luo Wang, Yan Luo Wang!"

Wu Xian figured out some things.

Combining the information he had obtained previously, he pieced together a story in his mind.

The people of Luowang Village have worshipped Luowang from generation to generation, hoping that Luowang can be reborn and bring them great wealth and honor.

Their wishes became stronger and stronger, and they eventually worshipped King Luo as a god. As the Yan family gained power, King Luo was gradually given the prefix "Yan", and over time he became the current King Yama of the Eighteen Hells.

But their worship did not really create gods.

The so-called red-robed god was actually a big ghost living in the statue. The plague that caused the tragic deaths of the entire village and the massacre ten years ago might have been related to this statue.

This makes sense as to why Yan Ting was possessed by the red-robed spirit in his dream.

The people on the island have been worshipping 'King Yama' for generations, so it is normal for this King Yama to have some connection with Yan Ting.

This red-robed statue is most likely the final boss of this blessed land, so Wu Xian does not intend to have anything to do with it now.

Think of this.

Wu Xian suddenly felt a little happy.

The former blessed land has usually fallen and been slaughtered by evil spirits. The people can only struggle to survive but are unable to reverse the situation.

But this world is different.

The source of the disaster has just appeared, right here on Luowang Island, right above the altar!
If they could kill the red-robed god, perhaps they could save the world from disastrous fate!
Also, there is something else that is very interesting.

The requirement to leave the blessed land is for family members to take photos of ten kinds of ghosts.

But the red-robed god also told them in their dreams to photograph ten kinds of ghosts.

Judging from previous experience, the mission requirements for the Dependent Ordination Certificate do not require one to stand on the side of destroying the world.

But this time, both the ordination certificate and the red-robed ghost want their followers to photograph the ten kinds of ghosts. Exploring the reason why the red-robed deity wants to complete the filming may be a very important part of this blessed land.

……

The scattered thoughts gradually return.

Seeing that the sun was setting, Wu Xian and others no longer wasted time and began to search the village ruins separately. It would be safer to search together, but how to distribute the search became a problem.

There should be hidden statues in this village.

The wildly growing weeds made it difficult for Wu Xian and his companions to move forward and search the room. However, because the place was already lost, they did not need to think about breaking into the house or picking the lock. They only needed to approach the house and see through the broken walls and unobstructed windows to see if there were any hidden statues in the room.

Soon Wu Xian made a discovery.

He found a very familiar statue in the corner of a half-collapsed house.

Water Official - Statue of the Great Lord Xuanming!

The reward for worship is a magic weapon!

Wu Xian revealed a smile. This was a genuine god, and the remaining incense should not go out.

He inserted the remaining incense, and the mist coming out of the incense formed the shape of three magical instruments.

Among these three magic tools, there was one that Wu Xian had seen before, which was the Su'e veil worn by Liang Fang in the previous blessed land.

Wu Xian gave up this magical instrument. Although it was very powerful, Wu Xian could not accept the sight of himself wearing a veil...

As for the remaining two.

They are the Evil Gathering Mirror and the Gongcao Jade Plate!
(End of this chapter)