In the silence of the night, a full moon hung high in the sky.

A girl in rags kept running in the forest, ignoring the thorns of the branches that cut through her clothes, and the delicate skin was cut one after another.

From time to time, the girl glanced back behind her, as if some flood beast was chasing after her.

The girl ran all the way to the depths of the woods, only to see a temple appear in the forest, the girl didn't care about how strange it was to suddenly appear a temple in the deep mountains and old forests, so she ran directly into the temple, for her now, the worst situation is better than being caught back by them.

The girl ran into the temple hall, where no gods were enshrined, but a huge black coffin was enshrined in the center.

The girl felt a little frightened, and shrank in the corner of the main hall and did not dare to make the slightest sound, and after a while, there was a faint noise outside the temple, and the girl knew that it was probably the pursuers who had arrived.

The girl no longer had the strength to continue running, the girl looked at the coffin, gritted her teeth and got up and walked to the coffin.

The girl folded her hands and bowed to the coffin, and said, "There is a reason for the incident, and please don't blame the ghosts and gods." ”

The girl took a deep breath and mobilized the few true qi in her body to push open the coffin lid, the girl didn't have time to look at the situation in the coffin, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, the girl hurriedly got into the coffin, and then pushed the coffin to close.

The girl had the opportunity to pay attention to the situation in the coffin at this time, and there was a fist-sized night pearl in the coffin, so the girl could see quite clearly, the owner of the coffin was a handsome man, and the strange thing was that he did not look like he was dead at all, but as if he was asleep.

I don't know if it's an illusion, the girl can feel his breathing, the girl uses her hand to probe the man's breathing, but she doesn't find the breath, the girl secretly thinks that she is just overly nervous.

The coffin was spacious enough to accommodate two people lying side by side, and the girl listened attentively to the movement outside the coffin.

I heard a conversation outside.

"How's it going? Did you find the girl?"

"Nope. ”

"Then what should I do? This Li Ning'er is the woman named by the big boss, if there is any mistake in the hands of our brothers, the big boss will kill us. ”

"What else can I do, look for it, but then again, it's really strange that a temple appears in the deep mountains and old forests, and there is a coffin in the temple. ”

"Brother Liu, do you think that girl will hide in the coffin, we have searched the entire temple, and this coffin is not found. ”

"Old pole, let's go up and open it and take a look. ”

The man who was called the old pole was obviously a little unhappy, and said hesitantly: "It's not good, it's too much to offend the ghosts and gods." ”

Brother Liu was obviously a hard stubble, and shouted loudly: "We are not afraid of the living, what are we afraid of the dead, if he dares to raise the corpse, my big knife can teach him to die again, how many people I have killed with this big knife, any unjust ghosts have to take a detour." ”

Lao Pole glanced at the big knife in Brother Liu's hand, seemed to have some courage, and followed Brother Liu to the coffin.

Brother Liu glanced at the old pole with disdain, strode to the coffin, punched out the coffin board with a palm, and laughed: "What demons and monsters dare to ...... in front of me"

Before Brother Liu finished speaking, he was pinched by a hand as perfect as jade, and he couldn't speak anymore, and his big knife that killed countless people had no effect.

I saw a handsome man like a demon in the coffin sit up, with a murderous aura in his eyes, and pinched and exploded Brother Liu, who was caught in his hand, and Brother Liu's whole person exploded into a cloud of blood mist.

With a wave of his hand, the blood mist drifted away, staining the floor tiles of the hall red, and the man scolded: "I still step on the horse to let people sleep." ”