Chapter 323 The Death of Zhu Dachang
“Damn, I’m finally gone...”
Zhu Dachang took off his hat and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
Just now he was more nervous than Wu Xian and others in the coffin. If the matter was revealed, the worm in his stomach would kill him...
At least, he himself was Think so.
This is why Wu Xian is not worried about Zhu Dachang giving warning to the coffin bearers.
He is a bad person.
The bad guy is always selfish, he will not risk his life to remind others.
“Now that you’ve left, don’t come back!”
Zhu Dachang rested for two seconds, then hurriedly ran to the underground cave where the water pool was, and came to a place where Wu Xian and others had not seen him before. Discover the secret room.
There is a shrine in the room, and a strange paper figure is worshiped in the shrine.
"Contact the Paper Fairy quickly..."
Zhu Dachang can contact the Paper Fairy, but only when no one is around.
The way to contact him is to burn incense for the Paper Fairy. As long as the incense is lit, he can communicate with the Paper Fairy... provided that the Paper Fairy is willing to pay attention to him.
Zhu Dachang wants to report the affairs of Wu Xian and others.
Of course, this was not out of loyalty, but if he did not report it, he would be held responsible no matter what trouble Wu Xian and others caused.
If he is lucky, he can also get a pit in the mass grave under the moonlight in the Undead City.
If you have bad luck...
Zhu Dachang shuddered.
The Paper Fairy he described to Wu Xian and others was a good fairy full of benevolence and brilliance, but Zhu Dachang knew in his heart that the Paper Fairy was an evil ghost who ate people without spitting out their bones.
Report now.
You can show the Paper Fairy that you are still loyal and that all the mistakes were caused by Wu Xian and others.
However, Zhu Dachang did not find any traces of incense sticks near the shrine.
"Where is the incense? Where is the incense?"
Zhu Dachang roared angrily. For some reason, his temper became much more irritable than before.
"The incense is here..."
Zhu Dachang handed over a stick of incense next to him.
The man who delivered the fragrance was wearing red clothes, his hands were a little dirty, and they had some strange wrinkles.
This is a paper man.
At first, Zhu Dachang didn’t think there was anything wrong with this.
Because in the past ten years, he has been manipulating paper figures in different ways, and paper figures have become a part of his life. But when he tried to light incense with a candle, the more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.
“My finishing pen has been taken away, why is the paper man still moving?”
Zhu Dachang suddenly trembled.
He turned around stiffly and saw a paper man in red standing behind him. This paper man was very dirty and had marks of being soaked in water. His face was painted in red and his eyes were filled with ink. Pointed eyeballs.
Zhu Dachang is very familiar with this paper man, because it is the most exquisite of all his paper men.
The paper girl asked in a strange tone.
"Miao Zhu, why do you look so bad? Do you need a slave to serve you?"
As she said this, she reached out her hand and tried to take off his clothes.
Boundless fear suddenly arose in Zhu Dachang's heart.
Before becoming a temple priest, he was a womanizer and a pervert.
Ten years of repression in the underground allowed him to regard a pig as a beautiful and beautiful woman, and the only thing he could use to vent his anger in the underground was this red paper figure...
So ten Over the years, he has done many unspeakable things to this paper man.
He has never been afraid.
Because he has a bit of eyeball, he can control the paper man at any time.
But now...
Zhu Dachang felt chills running down his spine when he thought of what he had done to the paper man.
"Don't serve, don't come here...don't come here!"
In the underground tunnel. Zhu Dachang screamed like a pig being killed.
Without the finishing touch, he was no different from an ordinary person. He didn’t even dare to resist the paper man. He could only let the female paper man in red take off his gorgeous robe, revealing A chest covered with black hair.
But the paper man in red didn't stop yet and continued to try to help Zhu Dachang take off his clothes.
As a result, the skin on Zhu Dachang's chest was peeled off bit by bit...
The unspeakable pain made his scalp almost explode, and his consciousness was about to be swallowed up by the pain.
But at this time.
The movement of the paper man suddenly stopped.
Zhu Dachang reluctantly opened his eyes and saw a woman wearing a curtain grabbing the back of the paper man's neck and tearing it apart.
Zhu Dachang saw hope of survival again.
“You, are you here to save me?”
The woman took off her curtain and hat, revealing a bloodless pale face. The corners of her mouth gradually opened, with four sharp horns. Teeth sticking out.
She is Jiang Chun!
Jiang Chun's dark eyes stared at Zhu Dachang's torn chest, saliva flowed from his mouth, and then he suddenly pounced on it, like a blood-thirsty beast.
"Ah!"
"Ah!"
Zhu Dachang's scream was a hundred times more terrifying than before.
……
"Huh?"
In the coffin, Wu Xian showed a confused expression.
"The mark of anger disappeared, Zhu Dachang is dead?"
"It seems that someone else also took action..."
"Well, maybe the Wen Chao faction Jiang Chun went there. Jiang Chun didn’t have a jar, so she could still move around after we were taken away. The old man Wen Chao never liked waste. ”
Wu Xian refused to kill Zhu Dachang.
In order not to be exposed in front of the pallbearers.
But they have been carried away, so there is no need for Zhu Dachang to live.
So when Wu Xian was interrogating Zhu Dachang, he went up and beat him violently whenever he disagreed with him. The purpose was to leave traces of thunder and lightning on Zhu Dachang's body.
Of course the Gu insect is fake.
But the thunder and lightning are real and can take Zhu Dachang's life at any time.
But a lightning strike will definitely make a sound, so Wu Xian planned to go further away before attacking, but he didn't expect that someone else would get there first.
For the same reason, Wu Xian did not kill the hourglass-shaped monster. That thing was very important to the three immortals. Killing it in advance might arouse the vigilance of the three immortals.
The team carrying the coffin was very professional.
The shaking was very small, making Wu Xian feel a little sleepy.
"No..."
"Isn't it too professional?"
Wu Xian closed his eyes and felt it carefully, and found that the coffin was extremely smooth, without any major bumps, and the rhythm was almost the same throughout the process. , this is not a level that humans can raise.
“So these coffin bearers are still paper figures?”
“If my guess is correct and there is more than one team of coffin bearers, then how many paper figures should there be in total... …It seems that creating and controlling paper figures is the ability of the Paper Fairy.”
Wu Xian had long heard about it from Old Tang.
The three immortals are divided into paper immortals, flower immortals and porcelain immortals.
If the paper fairy corresponds to these paper people.
Then the flower fairy corresponds to the moonlight monster that appears every night. The moonlight monster will drop flowers after death as evidence.
What about the Porcelain Fairy?
"The corresponding ones are ceramics... The skin of those pale ghosts is as white as ceramics..."
The outlines of the three immortals gradually became clear in Wu Xian's mind, leaving only a fog that has not yet been revealed. Well, Wu Xian felt that he only needed a few more clues to figure everything out.
Wu Xian was thinking when he suddenly heard voices coming from outside the coffin.
It’s the pallbearers who are talking!
“Shouldn’t they be paper men? Do all these paper men have wisdom?”
(End of this chapter)