Chapter 5 Death No.

It is important to introduce yourself.

It’s about other people’s first impression of you.

So Wu Xian decided to make everyone's first impression of him worse.

"Ahem, ahem... I'm Wu Xian. I came to Fuyuan to seek medical treatment. I'm not feeling well and need your help."

Wu Xian didn't know enough about Fudi, nor did he completely believe Qi Zhiyong's one-sided story, so he planned to hide his true self for the time being.

After hearing this, the people standing next to Wu Xian all stepped aside, but Yue Mei, a nurse, cast a concerned look at him.

"What's wrong with you? How can I help you?"

Wu Xian blushed slightly: "My kidneys are not very good."

Yue Mei shook her head with pity, she couldn't help with this.

It’s no wonder that everyone believed his words so easily, it’s just that Wu Xian looked too sick.

His pale skin and dark circles under his eyes made him look like he had a severe kidney deficiency even if he wasn't pretending to be sick, not to mention his bleeding gums from brushing his teeth too hard this morning...

……

As the survivors introduced themselves, Qi Zhiyong was observing everyone.

He Qiong's attitude was very arrogant. It was obvious that she was also a "family member" like him, so it was not appropriate to have a conflict with him, and it was also best not to provoke the pair of sisters who followed him.

The remaining five people should be just ordinary people who were drawn into the blessed land.

Yue Mei has some medical knowledge, but her emotions are not stable enough and something bad might happen at a critical moment, so she cannot be entrusted with important tasks.

Shi Ji looks honest and simple, and he is also strong, so he will be a good helper.

Although Wen Chao is old and in poor health, he is very calm and knowledgeable. This kind of old guy can always play a role in unexpected places.

Fang Zhi is young and well-educated, and should be a useful talent, but he always looks unconvinced, and is ready to die. Such a person is suitable to be tricked into being cannon fodder.

As for Wu Xian...

When he thought of Wu Xian, Qi Zhiyong frowned.

This is a strange person. He is in danger but he doesn't seem nervous at all. He looks like a sickly person but he provokes me when we just meet... He is simply a worthless piece of trash.

This is the end.

In Qi Zhiyong's mind, he ranked the eight people except him according to their exploitable value.

"The relatively safe time during the day is precious. We need to use this time to obtain intelligence, weapons, as well as food and drinking water."

"But if you want to come back alive, there are a few things you need to pay attention to. First, you must hurry back after midnight. Don't wait until dark. Second, don't approach the statues rashly. There are usually dangers around the statues. Finally, don't approach too dark spaces."

"This is the situation, let's all go."

Everyone dispersed immediately, some returned to their rooms, and some went out immediately. They would not believe Qi Zhiyong's empty words, and they wanted to see the blessed land with their own eyes to know whether what he said was true or not.

Wu Xian had been looking forward to strolling around, and was about to walk down with a smile on his face.

"Wait, don't leave yet."

Qi Zhiyong called Wu Xian.

"I have something I need you to do."

……

"Since everyone is still alive, it means that the evil spirit cannot break into the door at will. However, the occupant of 405 was broken into last night. For everyone's safety, I need you to enter 405 and tell me why he died last night."

Qi Zhiyong brought Wu Xian to the door of 405.

Wu Xian frowned and asked, "Why me?"

Could it be that his acting skills were so poor that the detective's identity was exposed?

Qi Zhiyong waved his hands impatiently: "Don't ask so many questions. Someone has to investigate. Didn't you just promise to follow my instructions?"

Seeing his expression, Wu Xian suddenly understood.

No matter how the tenant of Room 405 died, anyone who entered Room 405 to investigate might suffer the same fate as him. Qi Zhiyong just thought that he was the most useless, so he gave him this dangerous investigation.

Wu Xian laughed at himself.

Who told you to pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger?
Take it off!

...Although it's a bit annoying.

But Wu Xian did not refuse, because this was what he himself wanted to investigate.

Obtaining exclusive first-hand information may be helpful to your survival in the blessed land.

Qi Zhiyong nodded with satisfaction, stood aside, and waited for Wu Xian's investigation results.

What surprised him was that Wu Xian did not go in directly, but squatted in front of the door with his chin pinched and looked at it.

After waiting for a while, Qi Zhiyong became a little annoyed.

How long does this kid want to linger at the door?
Just as he had this thought, he saw Wu Xian picked up some large pieces of wood from the ground and put them on the door, then reached behind the door and pushed it hard.

Qi Zhiyong shut up immediately.

The hole in the door was pushed closed by Wu Xian, leaving a clear mark on the wooden door.

A huge footprint!

And under the footprints, there is a female hand print left in the mud and water!
Qi Zhiyong immediately glanced at the other doors. Most of them were clean, except for the square door of Room 407, which also had an identical female palm print.

He immediately realized that this palm print was some kind of mark.

Fang Zhi has been targeted by the evil spirit, and he will be the one to die tonight!
After checking the door, Wu Xian entered the room. Qi Zhiyong hesitated for a moment and did not follow him in. He could contribute much more value than Wu Xian and could not take any risks.

Without Qi Zhiyong watching him, Wu Xian felt much more relaxed.

The layout of this room is exactly the same as that of Room 406 where he lives. There are no special furnishings, but there is one thing that is extremely visually impactful.

It was a cement statue.

Inside the room, next to the bed, a naked woman was kneeling on the ground with her chest puffed out, her arms outstretched, her head held high, as if flying. Her two arms were shaped like wings, looking lifelike and ingeniously crafted.

Wu Xian walked over, picked up a piece of wood chips and poked it.

The statue suddenly opened its eyes and blinked wildly at Wu Xian. Tears flowed out, staining the surrounding cement dark.

Wu Xian licked his lips. This was not a statue, but a living person imprisoned by cement!

He asked tentatively, "Can you speak?"

The statue was still blinking wildly. Wu Xian opened her lips and found that her mouth was filled with cement.

"If you can understand what I'm saying, don't blink yet."

But she kept moving.

Wu Xian sighed.

Her tears and her blinking were just supernatural phenomena. Her spirit was dead. What remained here was just a zombie without self-awareness.

As for why she is still alive after becoming like this, it can only be said that it is the magical power of the evil spirit. The guy hanging on the billboard opposite can even stick out his tongue when his stomach is empty.

Wu Xian made a brief search in the room and picked up a pink-shelled mobile phone from the ground. He held it up to the sunlight and, following the traces of grease left on the phone, he easily cracked the gesture password of her phone.

"Lu Yuzhu, 26 years old, has just worked for two years, which is the best age."

"Is this guy named Domineering Little Milk Dog her boyfriend? He made 25 transfers in 7 days. Tsk, so stupid. He's obviously a scumbag. He's trying to PUA you, girl."

"She made more than a dozen calls. It seemed that she urgently needed someone to help her deal with the panic."

Through the information in the mobile phone, Lu Yuzhu's image gradually became fuller in Wu Xian's mind. He could roughly guess how such a woman would react after suddenly coming to the blessed land.

She responded to that Yu Yinghua last night and might even have opened the door for her!

But what made Wu Xian speechless was, why could her mobile phone be brought into the blessed land, while his own mobile phone turned into origami?

Either they are managing things in a blessed land, or they just want to see people suffer.

For a guy like Wu Xian who is more active, he even had to pull out the steel wire in his clothes, but an ordinary woman like Lu Yuzhu who was panicked could even bring in something as useful as a mobile phone.

Or the ways of entering the blessed land are different, and the restrictions are also different.

But no matter what the possibility is, this mobile phone now belongs to Wu Xian, and this thing can play a big role.

　The update time is 5:00 and 5:05 pm every day. There will be two updates a day during the new book period. Don’t think it’s too little. This type of book is really not easy to write.

　　Really...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)