Chapter 320 Leaving Wuzang Village

After making things clear.

The brother and sister hugged each other excitedly.

Su Xuan was wrapped in a torn quilt, looking down with a frown.

"Did she break any taboos while she was down there?"

Wu Xian thought seriously for two seconds: "Probably not. The three of us have never been separated, and she has never done anything out of the ordinary. We have all encountered the resentment of the insect swarm."

"Then why was she targeted?"

Su Xuan always felt uneasy until he figured out the reason why those paper people appeared.

Wu Xian patted his shoulder.

"Personally, I think that either the paper figures were slow and only caught the last one, or they bully the weak and only dare to attack the women who are alone... They can all be repelled with one shot of the evil spirit, so there is no need to worry too much."

Su Xuan raised his head and asked, "Is it that simple?"

Wu Xian shook his head: "I'm not sure, but sometimes, evil spirits behave in a patternless manner."

The first time he entered the blessed land, he met the red-clothed ghost in the room.

Did Wu Xian break any rules at that time?
No.

He just saw a ghost.

……

Three people came ashore.

Simply take a short break.

He told everyone in detail what happened underground.

After some discussion.

Everyone decided to get everything done before noon today.

As the saying goes, delay leads to changes. The things below have already known of their existence. If time is delayed too long, some unpleasant chain reactions may occur.

But before going down.

There are still some things to be dealt with in Wuzang Village.

Wei Hengbo and his sister hung all the extra prey they had hunted in the past two days on a beam to dry, so that the old people in Wuzang Village would have meat to eat for a period of time.

Wen Chao took Jiang Chun and stacked the firewood neatly.

Li Juxian and Su Xuan drew a lot of clean water and stored it in large vats in the village, so that there would be no problem with drinking water for at least a few days.

Du E, Jian Lingyu, and Ran Huangtian, no one knew what they were busy with...

All of the above.

It can only be regarded as a drop in the bucket and cannot fundamentally change the situation of the elderly, but this is the limit of what the new and dependents can do.

Wu Xian came to the grave mound outside the village.

At some point, many dried or rotten corpses were laid out around the grave mound. These corpses were the ones who had come here on their own. They envied the people who had been buried before them, but they might never have this opportunity again.

"Grandma He, I'm here to take you home."

Wu Xian gently pushed away the soil covering the jar. It was clearly half a meter deep before, but this time he found only a shallow layer. It seemed that Old Mrs. He was also looking forward to leaving soon.

"The urn you were buried in is too big to be carried. I will now put you in a small jar."

General Wu Xian placed a small wine jar that he had looted in the village on the ground, then he laboriously tipped over the large jar and the ashes inside flew out automatically. Most of them were blown away by the wind, leaving only a small portion of the pure white ashes that were poured into the small wine jar.

"Thanks for the help."

Wu Xian picked up the jar of wine and looked at the several small mounds that rose and fell here. There were elderly indigenous people here, as well as Wu Xian's companions from the real world.

"Goodbye to everyone buried here."

Done.

Wu Xian turned and left.

I seemed to hear some farewell sounds.

……

"Slower!"

"Move a little to the left, so your hand doesn't get caught." "You'll break your skin if you push it in like this!"

Amidst the shouting, coffins were carried from the mouth of the well to the bottom of the well one after another. There were people waiting in the well to catch them and make sure each coffin landed safely.

While directing the work, Wu Xian felt a little emotional.

They needed to send eight coffins and one urn into the water. As for Jiang Chun, everyone knew that there was something wrong with her, so no one delved into why her urn didn't need to be sent down.

By now.

Among the nine people who were still alive, except Ran Huangtian, everyone else chose the coffin.

It's just a coincidence.

But perhaps it was inevitable that, under the circumstances at the time, only those with quick reactions and sufficient strength could grab the coffin, and only in this way would the chance of surviving to the end be high enough.

While Wu Xian and others were busy.

All the old people walked out of the room and silently watched as one coffin after another was thrown into the water. The old people were reluctant to see the young people leave, but they also knew in their hearts that they had no ability and no reason to stop them.

So he could only watch from the side, as a farewell to Wu Xian and others.

Wait until all the coffins are sent down.

The few people who were still on the well turned around and looked at the old men, their eyes either cloudy or moist, and they all felt a little uncomfortable in their hearts.

Old Tang waved his walking stick vigorously to drive people away.

"Hurry up and leave. Aren't you in a hurry? Go away and don't come back."

"And... don't die before us."

……

After entering the water.

Everyone first found a place to put the eight coffins and an urn.

Then they lit a fire and dried their bodies by wiping or roasting them dry. In any case, they could not move around with wet clothes for a long time.

The well water is extremely cold, and the underground is even more eerie and terrifying. It's not only evil spirits that can take people's lives, but also some diseases caused by the cold. It would be too funny if someone died from a severe cold instead of a ghost.

During this time, everyone could feel that someone was watching them.

But no one paid much attention to it.

Their presence had been exposed an hour ago, so this time they were not taking risks out of fear, but relying on their superior numbers to push forward.

After the body is slightly dry.

The crowd marched forward in a swagger.

Wu Xian walked in front, extending the Ruyi telescopic stick and knocking on the ground continuously to prevent the evil spirits here from setting traps or something like that, but they still overestimated the evil spirits.

The only surprise on the road was a dead person embedded in the ground, whose body had not yet completely turned to stone. He hugged Jian Lingyu's shoes and licked them frantically...

Ok.

He wanted to bite, but he no longer had any teeth.

Other than that, there was nothing unexpected.

soon.

Everyone arrived at the cave where the pool was.

The monster in the center of the pool was still swallowing and spitting out the coffin, but the paper man seen before had disappeared, making the entire pool look extremely empty.

"he he he he he……"

A strange laugh was heard in the air, ethereal, eerie, and echoing. The sound alone was enough to make people shudder.

Everyone gathered in a circle and looked around, but they couldn't find the evil figure.

If there was an outsider at this time, he would be able to see that there were a lot of paper people surrounding Wu Xian and others.

These paper figures floated around easily, occasionally retreating, and occasionally getting close for observation. They were very arrogant, but no one could see the figures of these paper figures. Only strange laughter could be heard.

suddenly!

A pair of hands grabbed Wu Xian's face from behind!
This was a very frightening thing, but Wu Xian held down the hand.

"It's nearby, get started!"

(End of this chapter)