Chapter 297 Three Teleportations

Four monsters failed to attack.

The picture suddenly froze, their bodies remained in an attacking posture, motionless, as if they were performing an absurd performance art.

And so it remained stagnant.

Until the moonlight disappeared, they also disappeared like a dream bubble, as if they had never existed.

……

pitch black.

Repressed.

There was a strange smell in the air.

Wu Xian lay in the coffin again, his heart pounding. He was almost nervous to the extreme, but fortunately the plan was successful in the end.

He and Du E.

The reason why he dared to go out and look at the moonlight was because he relied on the mechanism that would teleport him into the coffin if he looked away.

This way, even if there is any danger, they can escape from it quickly.

In order to avoid evil gazes and prevent them from being teleported away, they also prepared torn quilts so that they could block the evil gazes at critical moments.

But judging from the weird and evil looks of those four.

They may not even have eyes...

After calming down for a while.

Wu Xian spread his arms and hands and groped around randomly.

In such an environment, the only senses Wu Xian can rely on are his smell, touch and hearing. Therefore, although he has been here more than once, he still wants to explore the environment first. Maybe there is something new here?

But this exploration.

Wu Xian's face suddenly changed.

The coffin became more spacious. The last time its height was not enough for him to straighten his back, but this time its height was enough for him to sit up straight!

Is the coffin getting bigger?
Snapped!
A pale hand grabbed Wu Xian's ankle. Wu Xian sat up and looked down, his heart skipped a beat.

The pale ghost appeared again.

But this time, its body was as big as Wu Xian!

"I've become smaller!"

Last time, Wu Xian didn't use the worship props, but he was still able to easily suppress the pale ghost because there was a huge size difference between the two of them.

But this time the two men are of equal size, so Wu Xian won't be able to gain an advantage in a simple hand-to-hand fight. Moreover, the opponent is a ghost and is even more ferocious, so Wu Xian may not be his opponent at all.

So Wu Xian took out three playing cards without hesitation.

I don’t know if it was because he was too nervous, but two of the poker cards fell into the coffin, leaving only one in Wu Xian’s hand, which turned into a blood-stained boomerang.

The pale ghost was grinning.

Suddenly a boomerang hit its mouth and knocked out two of its big teeth.

Because the space in the coffin is small.

Wu Xian couldn't swing, so he could only poke with the boomerang. The pale ghost was stunned. It was ok that he was beaten up last time because he was small in size, but why was he beaten up this time when he was big in size?

But there is a high wall between being unarmed and being armed.

Of two people with exactly the same physical fitness, the one with the weapon must have the advantage. Therefore, this pale ghost was beaten up by Wu Xian. After a while, his face was bruised and swollen, and two "anger" marks appeared on his body.

Wu Xian was about to use the blade part of the boomerang to give the pale ghost a fatal blow, but he found that the pale ghost's body began to become illusory. As long as he struck, the ghost would disappear out of thin air.

So Wu Xian stopped.

The pale ghost's body became solid again.

He huddled in a corner of the coffin, not daring to attack Wu Xian, but his expression was extremely ferocious, with veins bulging on his forehead and temples, as if he was about to be angry to death.

Wu Xian narrowed his eyes.

"So this is how teleportation works."

The loved ones were teleported into the coffin, and they would probably be teleported at least three times. The pale ghost would appear every time, but how to leave was not decided by the pale ghost himself.

The first time, the pale ghost is very small and will disappear if it is hit enough.

The second time, his size is the same as that of a normal person, and he will disappear before receiving a potentially fatal attack.

The third time, the pale ghost will become huge in size, and it is very likely that the pale ghost will not disappear this time until a life and death fight breaks out.

If the ghost is killed, everything will naturally end.

But what if a person is killed by a ghost?

Then, will this ghost that looks exactly like a human join the team of loved ones instead of humans?
In addition, Wu Xian also noticed.

The way the pale ghost attacked just now was somewhat similar to his own. He might have learned some of Wu Xian's abilities during the fight last night. The more he learned, the bigger he would become.

If this is the case……

Maybe tomorrow, it will be a giant pale ghost holding a boomerang.

"So... we can't just let him disappear like this."

boom!
Wu Xian punched the pale ghost in the face. The attacked ghost fought back angrily, but was ruthlessly suppressed by Wu Xian because of his injuries.

"As expected, if it disappears before it receives fatal damage, it will not disappear if it does not receive fatal damage."

A sinister smile appeared on Wu Xian's face, and his fingers made a crackling sound.

Bang!
Bang!
Amid the pale ghost's screams, Wu Xian continued to beat him for a long time. The more he beat the pale ghost, the angrier he became. In the later stages, he was like a mad dog, and Wu Xian even found it difficult to suppress him.

So Wu Xian hurriedly picked up the boomerang and wanted to give the ghost a fatal blow, and the angry ghost disappeared in the coffin.

Wu Xian gasped heavily.

Any form of attack would accumulate the state of thunder and lightning rage. He knew that he could not kill the pale ghost this time, so the purpose of the beating just now was to accumulate more "anger" marks on the pale ghost's body.

This way he will feel much more relaxed tomorrow.

After resting for a while.

Wu Xian observed the gap in the coffin and confirmed that there was no moonlight before he pushed the coffin open with great effort and climbed out. After his body became smaller, it became more difficult for him to push the coffin open by himself.

He glanced around.

Some coffins or urns had already been opened, and because he and Du'e were delayed for a while, they were the slowest to come out of the coffins.

"I don't know if someone will die in the coffin tonight."

"I hope everyone has enough skills."

Wu Xian shook his head, walked to the thatched hut and knocked on the door, and Du E's voice came from inside.

"Wait, how can we confirm that you're real?"

Wu Xian was somewhat speechless: "With yesterday's experience, you should be able to make a judgment. Now that there is no moonlight, I am sure it is true."

"The evil spirit would definitely say that."

Du E snorted coldly.

"Let me ask you, have you ever considered changing the channel to sell the goods you have?"

The corner of Wu Xian's eye twitched, but since he had done that to Du E yesterday, it was normal for her to retaliate against him today, so he answered without hesitation.

"Of course I've considered it. I just realized that your commission is so low. Next time I will find a partner with a lower commission."

Du E turned to the others in the room and said, "This person is fake!"

The other people in the room were speechless. The situation was so dangerous, why were you two playing here?
Wu Xian was talking business: "How about changing the commission to 10%?"

“It’s still fake.”

"Twenty percent?"

"make a deal!"

crunch...

The door opened and Wu Xian finally returned to the thatched hut.

(End of this chapter)