God Bestows Evil

 Chapter 345 The Last Meal

 The walls of the courtyard are high and dense, making the entrance feel like a prison.

 For weak women like Du Rushi and Ma Xiaowan, it is as difficult as climbing to the sky to escape from He's house. Their fate is to gradually rot in He's house.

  But for Wu Xian and others.

Rescuing them is just a matter of effort.

The group of people quickly arrived at the area where the young ladies lived, knocked on the door one by one and called everyone out. After briefly explaining the background, the young ladies were ready to escape.

 These women have long been looking forward to escaping from He's house as soon as they arrive.

 Secondly, with Du Rushi's mediation, they quickly accepted the current situation.

At this time, the entire He Mansion has been turned into a mess by the family members. Old Mrs. He has become a force of his own. With the local ghost of Old Lady He here, it will not be a problem for these young ladies to escape from the He Mansion.

 Achieve this point.

Wu Xian felt that he was interesting enough.

 But just when he wanted to leave, he was attracted by the chattering discussion among the young ladies while they were preparing.

One of them, the eldest lady, who is in her mid-twenties, has an elegant temperament, and looks very fertile, said.

“I entered the palace early. Two years ago, there was a strange incident. Two people from all walks of life secretly sent a large number of artifacts and burial objects to He Mansion, hoping to hold a proper funeral in He Mansion.”

"But they were killed by servants on the way, and the burial objects they smuggled in were lost. Later, I accidentally discovered that there was a cellar under a dragon-shaped carving in the back garden. All the grave goods are there, and they might be useful to you if you want to have a proper funeral."

 Wu Xian immediately wrote down the location.

 It is indeed the case. If you want to obtain the artifacts and burial objects, you can’t just find them in mass graves.

Perspicuous people in this world are also trying to save themselves. Although their efforts have failed, the things they accumulated in the process of self-rescue will also be useful to Wu Xian and others.

With the City God around, this clue won't be used for the time being, but if the City God doesn't help, they can still use the things in the cellar to check for any gaps.

　　Continue.

A woman with bright eyes and bright teeth in a goose-yellow skirt said: "I am Deng Wanqiu, the tenth young lady of the He family. Actually, I married into the He family to find my father..."

“My father is a famous craftsman in the Immortal City. Three years ago, he was suddenly entrusted in a dream by a ghost who claimed to be the ‘Yaocheng City God’ and asked him to use special materials to make three utensils.”

“The three items were a paper knife, a hammer for breaking porcelain, and a sickle for cutting flowers. Following the instructions of the City God, he brought those three items to He Mansion on a moonlit night.”

 “After that, my father never came back…”

“Some time ago, I fell asleep in a pavilion, and suddenly I dreamed of my father. He asked me to tell the City God about his location, but how do I know and how can I contact the City God?”

“As I leave today, I will never have the chance to fulfill my father’s last wish. Can you please do me this favor?”

Wu Xian nodded and agreed.

 The information from other young ladies is not very important, or if there is important information, there is no time to talk about it.

Du E looked at their leaving figures and couldn't help but complain: "Good guys, I'm posting a side mission here."

Wu Xian sighed and shook his head.

“It’s a pity that we knew it too late.”

 After entering He Mansion, all the family members subconsciously ignored these young ladies because they believed that these caged birds could not obtain some important information.

"It's not too late now. The second piece of information should be useful to the City God... The time we made with the City God is coming soon, and it's time to gather at the City God's Temple."

  …    Yaocheng City God's Temple.

 At this time, all the surviving relatives and newcomers gathered in the City God's Hall.

Wu Xian, Du E, Wen Chao, Jian Lingyu, Wei Qinglan, Su Xuan, Li Xian, Ran Huangtian.

 A few days down the road.

There are only eight survivors left, including five dependents and three newcomers.

 Wu Xian originally thought.

The tramp and the fisherman under the bridge would be the first to die, but I didn't expect these two to survive until now. Although they looked a little miserable, they became more alive and well after being treated by Jian Lingyu.

Wei Qinglan brother and sister are of the same body, Jian Lingyu's body is full of medicine, and Ran Huangtian is trying to scratch his head with his feet...

We heard that the three zombies were standing at the door. The City God hated zombies very much, so they were not allowed to enter the main temple.

 In front of the eight of them, a large number of delicacies were placed.

 Braised pig head, braised beef head, roast chicken and duck, steamed buns, rice noodles…

These things were the most abundant food they had seen since entering this blessed land. At this time, everyone was exhausted physically and mentally, and their eyes were filled with tears when they saw these things.

The City God smiled and said: "These are the foods offered to the deceased. There is no time in the underworld. As long as the essence has not been sucked away by ghosts, these foods will be exactly the same as when they were offered. You can eat them with confidence and don't have to worry about any hidden dangers in the food." ”

As soon as these words came out, the eight people immediately started devouring the food.

Eating pictures each have their own splendor. Even Du E and Jian Lingyu couldn't care less about maintaining a ladylike appearance. They just swallowed the meat in big mouths. Ran Huangtian's eating pictures were even more unbearable to look at...

The skinny gangsters were holding on to the wall and leaning on sticks, drooling as they watched.

The City God said it quite easily. These foods were not precious forty years ago, but they are so precious now that they were even reluctant to eat them even if they were stored in the warehouse of the City God's Temple.

 Eat, eat.

Wu Xian took some time to inform the City God of the information he had obtained from the young ladies.

The city **** was shocked when he heard this.

He hurriedly ordered his subordinates to find those things quickly. The messengers did not care about their greed and spread out like the wind to find the three things left by the craftsman.

 After the people were dispersed, the City God explained.

“Those three things are the materials I searched for with all the strength of the City God’s Temple, and the props I entrusted to skilled craftsmen to create. Each of them has special power over the three immortals, and can also unlock the shackles on my body.”

"It's a pity that after I sent the materials out, there was no news about the craftsman. I didn't expect that he died silently in a mass grave, which is also sad..."

Wu Xian was in a better mood after eating.

If they can get the City God out of trouble, their success rate in holding a correct funeral will be higher. After all, they have to face the three stronger immortals at the same time, so it is good to have one more method.

 Time is tight.

 Soon, the eight people ate up all the food like a storm.

They stood up holding their bellies and looked at the large number of porcelain paper figures and other objects piled in the corner of the City God's Temple. The next thing they had to do was to find what they needed.

 Make final preparations for a proper funeral!

 (End of this chapter)