Heavenly Official Sends Evil

Chapter 932 The Fallen Head

Liu Nana hung upside down in the silent, lightless darkness.

Perhaps she was the only one left in the world who was so quiet, or perhaps she was surrounded by grotesque demons and monsters, but she couldn't see or hear them.

The problem with the dead door is completely different from the last time.

The uncontrollable unknown terrified her, filling her heart with fear and uncertainty.

So she frantically swung her hands, as if only in this way could she deter the evil spirits that coveted her.

Then, she slapped someone across the face.

"clam down!"

The person opposite her pressed her hand against her face, and then Wu Xian's voice entered her world.

"I'm sorry, the situation is different from what I told you."

"We'll talk about that later. First, move your hand ten centimeters away."

Liu Nana slowly moved her hand away, and the world fell silent again. She then hurriedly reached her hand back and grabbed Wu Xian's curly hair. She didn't want to experience that terrifying silence for another second.

"It seems that as long as there is direct physical contact, you can hear the other person's voice."

Liu Nana pleaded pitifully, clinging to Wu Xian as her only lifeline: "It's like this, so please don't leave, just stay here with me, okay?"

"no!"

"Once I've sorted out my thoughts, I'll go back to the red line."

Wu Xian coldly rejected her and told her his thoughts:
"The access control issue is about how many living people are still inside after the dead door is opened."

“There are eight of us, but I just touched Shi Yan’s body, which means there is something else in the darkness besides us.”

“This thing can hear and see. It might be standing right next to us right now, eavesdropping on our conversation.”

"And this thing can kill!"

Liu Nana's hand trembled, and goosebumps rose on the left side of her neck. She had just imagined that less than ten centimeters to her left, a pale-faced demon was staring straight at her.

"But based on what I know about the blessed land, killing is probably only one of its abilities; it should have other abilities as well, such as..."

"By imitating one of the eight of us, you're trying to mislead my judgment on the number of living people!"

"Hiss, I see. I understand now."

Liu Nana hurriedly clarified:

"What have you figured out? I'm the real person, not an imitation!"

Wu Xian did not respond to her words, but instead fell into a long silence, which gradually deepened Liu Nana's unease.

If the evil spirits in the darkness can imitate one of them.

So why can't this person be Wu Xian?

Liu Nana became increasingly frightened as she thought about it. Just as she was about to say something, she suddenly felt a burning pain on her neck.

Then came a strong feeling of weightlessness. She landed on the ground and rolled several times, her face coming into intimate contact with the greasy corpse oil, coughing up salty-sweet blood...

"Strange, how did I roll so many times..."

"Oh, it was me who was beheaded."

The light in the girl's eyes dissipated in the darkness.

……

In the darkness, the red line stood out conspicuously.

Wu Xian reached out and grabbed the red thread, finding that although it glowed, the light couldn't illuminate his hand, nor was it blocked by his palm. His conversation with Liu Nana was over.

Liu Nana herself didn't bring him any important information, but she was very important because in that environment, having someone to listen to Wu Xian's ramblings was enough to help him think.

So after Wu Xian finished the conversation, he came to the red line. He just needed to follow the red line towards the death gate to find the other people quickly.

Sure enough, after walking only a few steps, Wu Xian ran into Aunt Luo Caixia.

"Oh my god, Xiao Wu, I've finally heard your voice! I'll listen to you, I ran here right away and grabbed the red thread. You have no idea how eerie this place is."

Wu Xian comforted Luo Caixia, then asked her to shake his hand. Through the strength in his hand, he confirmed that Luo Caixia was real.

Continuing forward, Wu Xian touched Qi Liang again.

"Phew... Thank goodness you're still alive. Before I asked the question, you said that if you couldn't answer it, I would answer it. But in this situation, I had no way of knowing if you were capable of answering the question. Now that you're here, I don't have to worry about it anymore."

Qi Liang's voice was relatively calm.

He experienced the most trials in the three playthroughs of the blessed land, so he adapted to it the best.

Similarly, Wu Xian shook hands with him, had him demonstrate his corpse-transformation technique, and confirmed that he was also a living person.

Further back, there are Wan Siming and Xu Dayu standing together.

Wan Siming is closer to the Death Gate, while Xu Dayu is closer to the outer side.

When Wu Xian touched them, neither of them was surprised at all, because they were relatively close to each other when they touched the red line. They had already discovered that they could hear each other's voices as long as they touched each other, so they did not experience much of the oppressive and terrifying feeling brought by absolute silence.

Even so, the two were still terrified.

Wu Xian was stumped about verifying the identities of the two people.

One of them possessed the supernatural power of landing silently, and the other held a decapitation curse. Neither of these abilities could be verified, so Wu Xian could only determine their authenticity by talking to them and asking them about some things that had happened before.

Neither of them gave a coherent answer, and both seemed to know everything that had happened before. Although there were a few discrepancies, Wu Xian couldn't expect an ordinary person to remember things so clearly.

Wu Xian wanted to continue searching, but then he heard Wan Siming say:
“Wait, there’s no one down there. I tried to look for other people, but I couldn’t find anyone even after touching the end of the red line, so you don’t need to try anymore.”

But Wu Xian did not believe his one-sided story and continued walking forward, soon touching the next person.

This person was Fang Aimin.

However, Fang Aimin was in very poor condition at this time.

He said that he was a beat too slow on his way to the red line and was attacked by something. Although the golden robe helped him block some of the damage, he was still seriously injured, so he only just climbed to the red line.

But just climbing this far had exhausted him, and he had used up the duration of his Golden Bell Shield, so he could no longer use his supernatural powers to verify it.

Fang Aimin's words were highly suspicious, but Wu Xian did not rush to comment.

Although he performed well in the previous battles, that was due to the powerful abilities of the Treasure Golden Body Robe. He was just a middle-aged man who had suddenly encountered misfortune, so it was perfectly normal for him to react more slowly to sudden changes in the environment.

At this point, Wu Xian had learned the whereabouts of everyone.

He continued to grope towards the end of the red line when suddenly a cold, withered hand pressed down on the back of Wu Xian's hand.

A hoarse voice came from ahead:

Have you thought about the answer to the question?

Wu Xian closed his eyes and went through everything that had happened in his mind before opening them again.

The answer is five!

A clear male voice came from behind Wu Xian, and the voice sounded very similar to the one who had recited poetry when the door was opened.

"Tell us how you arrived at this answer."

(End of this chapter)