"Xie Jingwen—" I just let out a low roar, and someone poured a cloud of flying powder from the well mouth. I quickly covered my nose and retreated to a distance. However, there was only a palm-sized space under the well mouth. Where could I hide? In just a moment, my whole body was covered with light golden powder.
Xie Jingwen sneered, "This is phosphorus fire powder specially made by Xuanjing Division. Once it sticks to you, even an old demon will be burned to death. Tell me, should I throw away this little fire in my hand?"
When I looked at Xie Jingwen with a gloomy face, the latter said smugly: "As long as you kneel down and swear allegiance to the Xuanjing Division and my master Sun Yifan, I can write off your previous mistakes. If you say even a single word of 'no', I will immediately turn you into barbecue."
While I was staring at Xie Jingwen, I had already quietly moved the ghost eye money on the Rakshasa. As long as the ghost eye money stopped, Xie Jingwen would die.
"Your eyes scare me!" Xie Jingwen said sarcastically, "Don't forget, there is a Ye Jin beside you. If you two want to die together, I can help you!"
The murderous aura in my body suddenly subsided slightly - Xie Jingwen was right, Ye Jin was still by my side. Should I drag him to die with me
Ye Jin used his inner strength to transmit his voice: "Zhaozi, when the fire starts, I will rush out first, you follow me, kill Jie Jingwen, kill all the Xuan Jingsi. I will not rest in peace if I don't kill them."
When I looked at Ye Jin in shock, his eyes were already red. "Xiao Baitang left to save us. If I kneel down and swear allegiance to Xuan Jing Division, I will go crazy! I would rather die than let Xiao Baitang get back this debt!"
I reached out and patted Ye Jin's shoulder, then looked up and said, "Xie Jingwen, you are looking for death! I, Wu Zhao, will not be a human being until you regret it!"
The scar on Xie Jingwen's face twitched a few times, and he shouted ferociously, "Light a fire and burn him to death!"
As the Mirror Warlock approached the well with a torch in hand, a gloomy voice suddenly rang out: "I should have the final say in my game. When will it be someone else's turn to make the decision for me?"
Death! I was slightly startled, and there was no sound outside the well, as if everyone had become puppets under the pressure of the Death. If he didn't speak, no one dared to speak.
Just as I was frowning, I heard the Grim Reaper say in a cold voice: "You two are still planning on letting me go down and pick you up?"
Ye Jin and I looked at each other and quickly climbed out of the well. The situation outside was just as I expected, all the Mirror Warlocks were standing in the room, motionless.
I could tell from their eyes moving back and forth that their six senses were not completely blocked, but their actions were controlled. In other words, they could hear the conversation between us and the god of death.
I stepped forward and said, "I've already won the first game, why don't you let my friend out?"
The Grim Reaper smiled faintly and said, "In the first round, you can only say that you won half of it. You didn't win the other half. However, if you tell me why you set your sights on the blood letter, I might consider giving you a break."
I said in a deep voice, "We have deduced that everything that happened here is related to the red-brush blood letter. The red-brush blood letter did not appear for the second time until the story in the inn was finished. Although it appeared in the hands of a dead person, it did not prevent that person from finishing the story."
"I have never experienced the so-called Man-Eating Well, and it is even more impossible for me to predict the extent to which that person will write the story of the Man-Eating Well. I don't have time to waste with the other party, and it is even more impossible for me to bet that the next time the red pen appears, it will definitely fall into my hands. Therefore, I can only calculate the location of the blood book. What I bet is that once the blood book is destroyed, the story will come to an abrupt end. I wonder if you are satisfied with my answer?"
The God of Death shook his head and said, "I am not satisfied! Since you have already guessed that the red pen is the key to controlling the entire game, why don't you directly calculate the position of the red pen, but instead calculate the blood letter?"
I responded calmly, "You also said that the red pen is the key to the game. Would you give the most crucial thing to someone else at the beginning of the game?"
"Hahahaha..." The Grim Reaper laughed, with his hands behind his back, "What if I say 'yes'?"
I was slightly stunned, and a blood-red brush appeared in the hand of the Grim Reaper: "If you can decipher the previous story, then you will be the one to write the next one. However, you will also be hunted by others, and they will also be looking for the blood letter in your hand. If the blood letter is destroyed before the story is finished, you lose."
I took the blood-soaked brush from the hand of the Grim Reaper: "Can I write Resurrection Little White Sugar?"
“Hahaha…” the Grim Reaper laughed, “You can try to write it. But before she is resurrected, once the blood letter is destroyed, there will be no saving her. Besides, you have to remember one thing, if you write resurrection on the blood letter, she may really come back to life, but whether she comes back as a human or a zombie depends on your luck!”
My face darkened slightly and I hesitated while holding the red pen.
Ye Jin stepped forward at this time and said, "Mr. Death, do you think this game is fair to the three of us? Since you have already decided on the game, it needs to be fair. We managed to turn the game around when we were at an absolute disadvantage, should we be rewarded?"
Ye Jin didn't wait for Death to speak before he said, "If you want us to continue playing the game like this, you might as well just eliminate us directly."
The Grim Reaper suddenly laughed and said, "You are very courageous! I haven't heard anyone talk to me like this in many years. This game is indeed a bit unfair to you. How about this, I will return your people to you and allow you to write one more blood oath."
As the god of death spoke, he pointed to the door. As the door swung open with the god of death's hand, the little white sugar covered in mud and sand also appeared at the door: "Brother Wu Zhao!"
Little Baitang threw herself into my arms and started crying. I stroked Little Baitang's head helplessly, and kept comforting her: "Don't cry, don't cry, it's okay, it's okay..."
Ye Jin was so happy that he kept rubbing his hands together, but like me, he didn't know how to comfort the other person: "Why are you crying? Aren't you back?"
The Grim Reaper said in a deep voice: "You should go back to the love affair later! I will give you two sticks of time, one stick of time for you to hide your location, and one stick of time for you to write the story in the blood letter. If you haven't written the blood letter by the time, then the red pen will belong to him."
The person that the god of death was pointing at was Xie Jingwen.
Death didn't care if I had any other opinions or not, he pointed to the door and said, "You can leave now."
I picked up three ghost coins and sat cross-legged on the ground. I shook them twice in the air and threw them into the air. When the ghost coins fell back into my hand, I got up and walked out of the yard. After crossing half of the castle with Ye Jin and Xiao Baitang, I hid in an abandoned barn.
This barn is divided into two floors, the lower floor is empty, but the upper floor is full of grain. I reached into a bag of grain, grabbed a handful of grain, rubbed it twice, and said, "We'll hide here. You guys help me keep an eye on it while I finish writing in blood."
I lay on the pile of food and thought for a while before writing a short story on the blood letter. After I put the blood letter away, I started to arrange the fortune-telling money to cover up the secret.
Until now, I still don't believe that the fortune tellers of Xuanjingsi have been completely wiped out. If I hadn't concealed the secret, someone might have predicted my current position. I didn't feel relieved until I arranged the fortune-telling money.
Ye Jin asked Xiao Baitang at this time: "Xiao Baitang, what happened to you after you fell into the well?"
Little Sugar whispered, "I saw a man eating people. He was wearing the clothes of the Gate of Hell. He squatted at the bottom of the well and grabbed the warlock who fell in earlier and ate him. He also told me not to worry, he would eat me soon."
"Later, I heard Wu Zhaoge shouting from above, and saw him pulling out the wellhead, so I broke the wellhead, and then I just watched that guy eat people."
I saw Xiao Baitang shivering and couldn't help but comfort her: "Don't worry if you're scared. She's out now and everything is fine now."
Little White Sugar whispered, "I saw something strange in the well... I can't say it's strange! I just felt..."
I couldn't help but be curious and asked, "What's the strange thing? Tell me about it."
Xiao Baitang said, "I saw a lot of clothes in the well. They were all clothes of the magicians of the Xuanjing Division, and they were stained with blood and flesh. I saw that there seemed to be more than ten pieces of clothes. Maybe... maybe there were more people than Lin Jingyuan brought in."
Ye Jin and I looked at each other and said, "Did you see the blood stains clearly? Are they new or from the past?"
"It should be from the past..." Xiao Baitang said, "The blood on some clothes has dried, but I can't tell how long it has been there."
"Did the Xuan Jing Division get attacked? They've sent experts in before... Oops!" I suddenly came to my senses and took off my coat. "Ye Jin, take off your coat quickly and burn it down there!"
Ye Jin was stunned for a moment, then he quickly took off his coat and threw it on the ground on the first floor of the barn to light a fire, and then he took out clothes from my backpack and changed into another set. Ye Jin looked at the fire below and said, "Zhaozi, why are you so startled?"
I said in a deep voice, "I suspect that there are more than one group of people coming into the Xuan Jing Division. Have you noticed a problem? After leaving the inn, Lin Jingyuan no longer made the decision, and the person giving the orders was replaced by Sun Xiaomei?"
Ye Jin was surprised and said, "You mean Lin Jingyuan has been sidelined? That's impossible, right? That's the demon girl Lin!"
I shook my head and said, "That's why I felt something was wrong, and that's why I chose to hide here..." (To be continued)