Immortal Cultivation and Life-Saving Guide

Chapter 322 Taking risks

The phrase "get along well" is too broad and may be misleading.

Unfortunately, Wei Xi was allowed to be submissive and hint at things, and the paper man with the lantern was only vague in his words, and eventually simply ignored her.

Wei Xi was disappointed, and after rolling his eyes, he started to mess with the flower-mouthed monkey following in the team.

Several monkeys were tortured by Wei Xi under various pretexts. They cried pitifully and hoped that Wan Nei Ci would come to their rescue.

The paper figure named Aineici had no intention of stopping the monkey, and it was obvious that he didn't care about the life or death of the flower-mouthed monkey.

The flower-mouthed monkeys were quite human-like. Seeing that the paper man had no intention of helping them, they naturally did not want to suffer next to Wei Xi, the living devil. They wrapped the grave-digging tools in their tails and ran away in a panic.

Wei Xi's gaze fell on the last monkey: it was a piece of wood that stabbed itself, and the monkey seemed to be controlled by the flower in its mouth. Is there any connection between the two?
"It's a pity that we have such a paper figurine." Wei Xi's gloomy eyes fell on the thin back of Nei Ci. "After all, I can't be cruel to these monkeys."

"The Nei Ci is a strange thing! The paper figurines in the yard have all their facial features destroyed, but this one has its eyes intact. It drives monkeys to pick people up in the middle of the night. I don't believe it has no ghost!"

Wei Xi withdrew his gaze, still maintaining the expression of an honest man on his face, but in his mind he was thinking about the possibility of pinning the paper man down and interrogating him strictly.

"There's still one fire stick left, which might be effective against the paper figurine... If only the Qi Palace hadn't been sealed! It's a pity that my cultivation isn't good enough, and I've fallen to this point..."

Wei Xi forced herself not to rely on spiritual power. She made up her mind to be the first to enter the red tent and show her face in front of the saint.

"Wealth and honor are sought in danger! Moreover," Wei Xi looked down at his chest, "is there no price for this reset?"

With a lot on her mind, Wei Xi arrived at her destination again. The monkey stayed outside again, and the paper man with the lantern sent her into the house. Even the position of the paper man inside the house was exactly the same as before.

After "appreciating" the extremely bloody face-opening ceremony, Wei Xi took the lead and stood up before the three words "Quanfuren" fell to the ground, becoming the first person in the team.

Wei Xi didn't dare let her guard down, keeping her ears open and eyes alert. She paid particular attention to the two trembling paper figures behind the red curtain, fearing that if one of them was lost, she would suffer.

Perhaps Wei Xi's action of taking the lead was correct, as the two paper figures stayed obediently beside the bride until the group of happy people approached her.

Wei Xi, who had successfully passed the first level, did not relax at all and carefully kept a distance from other beings in the room - neither the paper figurine nor the bride was likely a vegetarian.

At the same time, Wei Xi was also looking at the bride carefully: she was still wearing a red wedding dress and a red veil. The paper figurine that had just been responsible for opening her face put the veil back on. With spasmodic twitching, thick blood dripped from under the veil, which was chilling.

This scene was so shocking that Wei Xi felt a chill running from the soles of his feet to his forehead, and the blood in his body seemed to be frozen.

Fortunately, Wei Xi quickly calmed down. Bleeding is good, as it means it is a flesh and blood body. The saint is also a human being, and as a human being, there is no need to be afraid of not being able to kill!

"The auspicious time has arrived! Please comb your hair, everyone!"

Following the shout of the paper man, Wei Xi and the three candidates held their breath, ready to be selected by the Saint.

The sitting bride had a pair of straight arms, which made people wonder where her arms came from. At this moment, these hands were pointing straight at Wei Xi.

Even at this point, Wei Xi did not immediately walk out of the team, pretending to be stupid. It was not until the paper doll guarding the bride shouted at her to come out that she stood up in fear and trepidation.

The paper figurine that had handed the round bowl was holding a wooden comb. Wei Xi looked at the slightly tilted teeth and felt a sense of foreboding. Unfortunately, there were no extra furnishings behind the curtain, so Wei Xi couldn't even find a dressing table, let alone a comb. It seemed that the only way to comb the bride's hair was to take the comb from the paper figurine.

Wei Xi has never lacked courage. After realizing the situation, she took the comb on her own initiative and even thoughtfully acted solemnly and joyfully.

Objectively speaking, Wei Xi's acting skills are superb: she is not only aware of this but also very proud of it.

So when his chest was pierced by the leafy branches again, Wei Xi's face showed real surprise.

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When I opened my eyes, I saw the familiar coffin again.

Wei Xi, lying in the coffin, was puzzled: she clearly took the comb from the paper man's hand this time, but was stabbed back into the coffin. What went wrong?
In the darkness, Wei Xi's eyebrows were twisted into a knot, and his whole body looked like he had been slapped twice by a difficult problem, with confusion and shame on his face.

Wei Xi was like a patient with a heart disease, covering his chest which was beginning to ache again, trying to ease the pain that he couldn't get rid of.

"Wait..." A terrible thought emerged in Wei Xi's mind, "What if this is true... I must verify this idea, maybe this is the key to escape!"

Wei Xi calmly began to plan her next actions. When she had polished every detail of the action to near perfection, the familiar music broke into her ears as promised.

"I used to think 'Carrying the Bridal Sedan' was joyous, but now it feels spooky and eerie... It really makes me uncomfortable!"

Wei Xi is just like this. She won't use fancy words to describe or express her appreciation: not only because she is not stupid, but also because she has a realistic view of the world. Therefore, her evaluation of everything in the world is based on her own feelings.

After a while, the familiar slapping sound was heard again. Wei Xi curled his lips and kicked open the coffin lid.

This time Wei Xi's strength was a little too great, and the poor flower-mouthed monkey was kicked far away by her. It lay under the tablet almost dying.

This also made Wei Xi notice the crooked tablet - are the words on it more conspicuous than before?

After careful observation, Wei Xi found that the words on the tablet became more solid. It was hard to tell whether it was the color or the carving marks, but the overall look was indeed more eye-catching.

Wei Xi wasn't sure whether this change was good or bad, and she couldn't figure it out for the time being, so she just remembered it as it was now and would solve it together after she finished her experiment.

Along the way, Wei Xi kept rehearsing in his mind to make sure he remembered every step.

Everything was the same as the previous cycle. Wei Xi successfully blended into the paper figures and approached the bride calmly amid the noisy congratulations.

As the paper figures shouted at the top of their lungs, Wei Xi pounced on the bride, who was covered in red, like a nimble leopard. He deftly avoided the paper figures that were in the way and pulled off the veil with his hands.

The wood covered with tender buds pierced Wei Xi's chest again.

Wei Xi fell down uncontrollably, but a smug smile hung on his lips, and his eyes reflected the bride's face.

This face that had not yet been crushed was a man's face.

(End of this chapter)