Immortal Cultivation and Life-Saving Guide

Chapter 321 Choose one of four
pain.

Before Wei Xi opened her eyes, she felt an annoying dull pain in her chest, which reminded her of the burning emptiness in her stomach during famine, which made her panic.

"Looking for food... maybe there are rats in the cemetery... No, I've already caught all the rats in the graveyard..."

"How could there be anything left?" Wei Xi's thoughts were wandering as he ran wildly through gloomy memories. "I acted so quickly..."

After a long time, Wei Xi finally touched his chest, and the pain became more pronounced. "I was stabbed by a piece of wood... I'm not dead? Where is the wound?"

Wei Xi woke up immediately. She opened her eyes and pulled open her clothes on her chest with her hands, trying to find the wound.

Although the environment was pitch black, Wei Xi was sure that there was no wound on his chest.

"Wait a minute..." Wei Xi gathered his clothes and supported himself on the wooden boards on both sides. "Am I...back in the coffin?"

Wei Xi's eyes had already adjusted to the dim environment. The irregular outlines hidden in the darkness were clearly the burial objects she remembered. Even the bamboo knife was still tucked under the bronze tripod at Wei Xi's right waist.

This scene was no longer weird. Wei Xi just felt her throat was very dry. She had never heard of such magical power.

Wei Xi checked in disbelief and found that she had indeed returned to the coffin, and even the coffin nails were still firmly embedded in the wood.

"Have I returned to the past? Or has the Immortality Wood reset the scene? After all, I was stabbed unconscious by the wood..."

Even though Wei Xi had experienced many terrifying things, this ability that was like turning back time still made her spine shiver.

After all, Wei Xi's intention this time was to get the wood of immortality.

Yes, Wei Xi was now absolutely certain that it was the Wood of Immortality that trapped her: even a Taoist monk could not perform such a method. Neither the village that was slaughtered nor the uncle who was deceiving people obviously had this ability.

On the other hand, the wood of immortality is not only a natural treasure, but also a legendary material with only a few records.

In reality, Wei Xi had only been trying to find the wood of immortality. On her list, the wood of immortality was just a distant dream. If she hadn't met the Golden House by chance, Wei Xi probably wouldn't have even touched the shadow of the wood of immortality.

"Master is so knowledgeable, but he only mentioned it in his notes. He even thought that the Immortality Wood was just a rumor..."

The title "Master" came easily to Wei Xi, who clearly considered himself Xian Hua's apprentice. "The records Wu Wu found contained only a few words: 'There is a tree in Nanjiang, nicknamed Changsheng, which is connected to ghosts and gods. It is worshipped by the Jiuai Mountain tribe and is the source of all trees.'"

Wei Xi admitted that she was intimidated by the arrogant name of "The Source of All Trees" and was determined to obtain such a treasure - the magic weapon she wanted to refine was extraordinary, and she was unwilling to be harsh on herself.

Who doesn’t have some vanity?
Wei Xi confidently believed that this was a gift from heaven... No, this was an opportunity he had forced himself to get, and he had to get the Wood of Immortality!

Unfortunately, Wei Xi was still young and had no idea that what he thought might happen in the world. He traveled thousands of miles to Nanjiang, only to be fooled around by a piece of wood.

Fortunately, Wei Xi never regretted it: after all, she was too opinionated, and the suffering she endured was fermented into a raging rage by her petty and vindictive mind, which blinded her and made her only see what she wanted.

Wei Xi remained calm at this moment. Pressing his chest where the dull pain was gradually fading, he pondered, "This Immortality Wood didn't kill me immediately... I guess Qin Feng and Lian Gouyue are safe for now..." "It's a pity that getting away quickly is probably impossible," Wei Xi paused, "but what did I do wrong? Why was I stabbed?"

Wei Xi was not as hysterical as the first time he was buried alive: it was nothing, the first time was new, the second time was familiar.

If the six-fingered monkey came to invite her later, it would mean that this was indeed a repeated "game"; otherwise, it would mean that she had violated a taboo and would be buried alive.

Wei Xi believes the former more, so she plans to use this time to review her mistakes and avoid repeating them.

"I was extremely cautious just now, and my behavior was nothing out of the ordinary... Perhaps the key to the problem lies in that vanishing paper figure."

"But," Wei Xi gestured as he recalled, "the wood was clearly poking at me from behind... Judging from the sound, there should only be a paper doll behind me acting as a blessing person."

The moment this thought came to Wei Xi, he realized his mistake: Who said the person standing behind him must be the paper doll combing the bride's hair? What if it was Changshengmu in disguise, or some paper doll that liked to attack by surprise?

Wei Xi was really worried now. She moved her hands and feet a few times, but unfortunately the coffin was not built with the possibility of holding a living person in it, so it was difficult for her to turn over.

"When the paper dolls with lanterns arrive later, I'm going to ask how many lucky couples there are who are combing their hair. I'm also going to ask as many questions as possible to clarify the taboos of this wedding..."

"Also, if I get a chance, I'll have to see what the hell that paper figure behind me is. Or maybe I'll just wait and stand at the back."

Just as he was about to think it over, the sound of "Carrying the Bridal Sedan" came from outside. Wei Xi, having received a second chance, was in high spirits and ready for a tough battle.

Digging the soil, hitting the coffin, kicking the monkey, after going through the whole process, Wei Xi saw the paper man with a lantern and slender eyes again, and even the words were exactly the same.

Wei Xi's gaze lingered on the intact eyes of the paper figurine for a moment, then he nodded and said, "We can't miss the auspicious time. Please lead the way!"

The paper figurine seemed quite human. Seeing Wei Xi being so polite, its stiff smile became more sincere. "Dear guest, please come in!"

"Sir, your mansion is quite impressive. I wonder which daughter is getting married today?"

Wei Xi dared to ask this because he was sure that he was an outsider invited here, and it was normal for him not to understand the situation.

What's more, the paper man sent the flower-mouthed monkey to dig the grave. It is possible that it is in cahoots with those insect-headed people and is following the orders of the Longevity Wood to play tricks on him.

However, Wei Xi was able to control his emotions well. At least the paper figurine in front of him didn't notice anything unusual. He politely replied, "Your Excellency, you can call me Nei Ci. The family attaches great importance to rules, so you can't call me that! Today is the day of the Saint's wedding! The guests have already arrived!"

"媕内刺" was obviously a Nanjiang name, which did not match this rather large mansion - after all, in Wei Xi's impression, the tribes of Nanjiang all lived in various types of bamboo houses.

"The Saint is getting married! That's such a joyous occasion!" Wei Xi's tone suddenly became a little awkward, and a layer of shame appeared on his face. "But at my age, am I not qualified to comb the bride's hair?"

"Don't worry, my dear guest," Wei Nei Ci readily relayed the news Wei Xi needed most: "There are four lucky men in total. Whoever catches the Saint's eye the most will be able to take on the job of combing her hair!"

(End of this chapter)