Chapter 4 Bronze Coffin
The timid Chen gritted his teeth, his face was hideous and ugly.
However, the blood-colored hand bones kept struggling, which made the timid Chen bite his lip lightly, painful and happy, and his heart was mixed.
This situation not only makes people feel full of feelings.
"Damn, I've blinded labor and management!" the bully Zhang stopped and looked at the crotch of the timid Chen's pants.
The sloppy old man shook his head and said, "Alas, it's old...... Young people nowadays are really charming. ”
Hearing this, the timid Chen was ashamed and ugly, and said anxiously and angrily: "Dao Chief, help!"
"Forget it, forget it!"
"It's important to get down to business. The sloppy old man said with a serious face, only to see the sloppy old man take out a simple yellow talisman from the canvas bag in his hand.
The cinnabar runes on the yellow talisman are intricate, criss-crossed, and diffuse in layers, as well as mud footprints.
"Dead old man, are you serious?" The timid Chen saw that Lao Dao had found a yellow talisman and a few footprints, and said suspiciously.
In this regard, the bully Zhang also looked at the sloppy old man with suspicious eyes.
Sloppy and old-fashioned, the old face is red, his hands are pinched into a decision, unpredictable, and there are words in his mouth.
A rune instantly detached from the sloppy old man's hand, piercing the sky.
The demonic blood-colored hand bones were suppressed in an instant, and the hand bones slowly fell from the timid Chen.
Seeing the blood-colored hand bones fall to the ground, constantly struggling on the ground, the bully Zhang held the broken sword in his hand and slashed it down, and the sword body pierced through the runes and hand bones, and nailed it to the ground.
The blood-colored hand bones suddenly struggled wildly, looking very hideous. ”
In a moment, the blood-colored hand bones stopped struggling and then dissipated. ”
The bully Zhang looked at the blood-colored hand bones that had disappeared, took a deep breath, picked up the broken sword, and said with a shining eye: "What a good baby!"
Seeing this, the sloppy old man said, "Do you like it?"
"I like it!"
The bully Zhang gently stroked the broken sword in his hand in response.
"It's not your share if you like it. The sloppy old man quickly cut off the broken sword from the bully Zhang's hand.
"This is our Dragon and Tiger Mountain Ancestor Master, the Heavenly Master with the sword handed down by Zhang Tianshi to kill demons and demons, although the sword is broken now, it is not something that ordinary people can touch. ”
"Isn't it just a broken sword handed down by a stinky Taoist priest, and he also slashes demons and destroys demons, look at your slamming appearance. The bully swallowed the saliva on the side of his mouth, his eyes never left the broken sword, and said disdainfully.
Seeing this, the timid Chen also knew that this broken sword was a good treasure, so he rubbed his buttocks with his hand, and then said, "Dao Chief, we don't want this broken sword." ”
"Give our brothers thirty or fifty pieces of that talisman, and our brothers can make do with it. ”
"Phew!"
I thought that the Zhenling talisman was Chinese cabbage, and it was thirty or fifty. In this world, there is one less one, "the talisman is as precious as the sword," the old man said with a serious face.
"What are the footprints on the talisman?" the bully Zhang looked at the sloppy old man with some suspicion.
Hearing this, Lao Dao blushed a little and said: "When Lao Dao went to the toilet, his hand slipped off the ground and was stepped on. ”
The bully Zhang and the timid Chen had different faces, and they looked very painful. It's like the big girl being ruined, and she wants to rush up and beat up the sloppy old way.
The sloppy old man touched his mustache, lifted his loose and shabby robe, and said with a straight face: "Hurry up and carry the corpse away, suppress the corpse!"
The bully Zhang came to the young man's side, looked at the young man who was killed, his mood was a little heavy, and he said silently in his heart: "I only hope that your life is not good, and you will be hit and killed!"
The timid Chen and the bully Zhang carried the body of the young man, and the three of them slowly walked forward in the narrow and crooked cave. After walking for about a few minutes, a chill suddenly hit them, and the three of them immediately stood on end.
The corners of the timid Chen's mouth trembled: "Brother Zhang, this ......!"
Well, there was no such chill during the day, and the bully Zhang was very cautious, and shone around with the flashlight in his hand, which was undoubted.
"Be careful and keep going. The sloppy old man said with a straight face.
The afterglow of the flashlight seemed very faint in the dark cave, and when the three of them turned around, they were swallowed up by the darkness. ”
Only the footsteps of the three reverberate. ”
"Dao Chief, why do you have to resist this corpse to the ancient corpse's lair. The bully carried the corpse and walked cautiously, with some doubts.
Hearing this, the sloppy old man thought for a moment and said, "I suspect that there is something wrong here." ”
"Fuck it!"
"I also know there's something wrong here," the bully Zhang said in a hurry. ”
Brother Zhang, we feel more and more that this sloppy old way is an old fool old god stick, and the timid Chen muttered in a low voice.
"It's really been eight lifetimes of blood mold, and now it's in a dilemma, and the bully Zhang seems a little helpless. ”
"It's here!" The timid Chen shone forward with a hand flashlight, only to see that next to the narrow cave, there was a small broken hole, and the ground was full of rubble, allowing about one person to pass through.
A burst of cold air swept the Buddha, the old road shone it with a flashlight in his hand, only to see the broken hole, there are traces of excavation and explosion, nine times out of ten it is man-made, but looking at the traces of this gravel mouth is a little weathered, I am afraid that it has been a long time.
"Grave robbers!" the old man was suspicious. With a flashlight to shine into the cave, four large bronze chains criss-crossed, nailed to the stone wall in the southeast and northwest directions, which looks a little hideous.
The bronze chain of Suoda, which was no longer visible, exuded a chill.
"Darkiron Trapped Corpse Lock!" said Lao Dao with some confusion at his look.
"Xuantie trapped corpse lock, demon demon lock corpse demon, sloppy old way has only been seen in the code of Dragon and Tiger Mountain. At that time, Lao Dao still had doubts, what kind of evil he was, and he would use this kind of Taoist thing to suppress evil spirits.
The flashlight in the old Tao's hand shone along the bronze chain, and an ancient bronze coffin lay quietly in the center of the cave, the bronze coffin was lifted in half, and four bronze chains wrapped around the coffin.
One of the bronze chains had been broken, and it was the coffin that had been lifted.
"Bronze coffin, black iron lock corpse. ”
"Generous!" Lao Dao was a little shocked and frightened, but he was glad to spy on it. What frightened me was that the two guys in front of me who didn't know whether they were alive or dead, but who were blessed with a big life, moved out of the ancient corpses, what kind of evil things they were.
Secretly glad that the ancient corpse had just woken up, and it coincided with the arrival of Xuanyin, and the blood sacrifice Heavenly Master Sword barely wiped it out. Lao Dao couldn't help but squirm his throat slightly, swallowed the breath in his mouth, and his forehead was already drenched in cold sweat.
"Dao Chief, shall we go down?"
The bully Zhang looked at the frightened old Dao and said in a bit of a panic.
"Go down!" This is the Xuantie trapped corpse array left by the ancients, and it is also the best place to suppress this corpse.
"Bang!"
The bully Zhang and the timid Chen threw the corpse they were carrying into the cave, and the young man's body fell to the ground in an instant, with a thud.
Timid Chen rubbed his aching buttocks, looking a little unnatural, and clapped his hands casually: "It's really fucking sour to your fat man!"
"Let you carry the body down, but you throw the body down, at least you should have a basic respect for the dead. Lao Dao looked at the corpse that was thrown down, and said helplessly.
Is this still a fucking human? The bully was speechless.
Timid Chen took out nylon rope and half-inch spiral steel nails from his backpack and nailed them to the wall. Practice makes perfect, wrap the nylon rope around the spiral steel nail, and then throw the nylon rope tied to the spiral steel nail towards the hole.
Looking at the timid Chen's skillful movements, the sloppy old Taoist was suspicious, shook his loose and shabby Taoist robe, and muttered to himself: "No matter how you look at it, you are getting more and more towards tomb robbers." ”
Along the excavated hole, the timid Chen, the bully Zhang, and the sloppy old man pulled the nylon rope, and slowly descended with their feet on the stone wall.
In a moment, the three of them landed, and the bully Zhang shone a flashlight in all directions, and there was nothing unusual about it. He came to the young man's corpse and said, "Isn't this good, the corpse is complete!"
The bronze coffin lies horizontally in the center, and the two sides of the coffin body are carved with different ancient seals and patterns. The sloppy old man followed the dark iron chain, slowly walked to the bronze coffin and said, "Hurry up and resist the corpse." ”
The bully Zhang and the timid Chen leaned down and lifted the young man's body, and then headed towards the bronze coffin.
The old sloppy road walked around the bronze coffin, and there was nothing strange about the investigation, looking at the bully Zhang and the timid Chen in front of the bronze hall: "Put the body in the coffin." ”
The bully Zhang and the timid Chen quickly turned their bodies, stuffed them into the bronze coffin, and sighed lightly: "It's finally over!"
Seeing this, the sloppy old man took out several slightly old yellow talismans from the canvas bag he carried, and the yellow talismans were painted with different runes and different lines.
The sloppy old man quickly picked out an old yellow talisman from it, and the yellow talisman still left traces of his feet on it.
Seeing this, the bully Zhang and the timid Chen couldn't help but cast a trace of contempt at the sloppy old man.
"Ahem, ahem!"
The sloppy old man coughed lightly a few times, swaggered over to the bully Zhang and the timid Chen and said, "Of course, the ancient talisman must leave a unique mark. ”
"Let's go, let's go!"
The sloppy old man touched his mustache and said with a smug face. ”
The bully Zhang and the timid Chen looked at the sloppy old man with a smug look, if it weren't for the weird mass grave mountain, he really wanted to knock the sloppy old man with a stick, so he moved two steps to both sides of the statue.
The sloppy old man walked through the bully Zhang and the timid Chen, came to the front of the Bronze Ancient Pavilion, and looked at the young man lying in the coffin, his eyes bloomed with a determined look.
Pasting the yellow talisman in his hand on the young man's forehead, his hands changed and he said something in his mouth, then clapped his hands, picked up a flashlight to look at the corpse lying in the bronze coffin, and nodded with satisfaction.
"This ...... It's too sloppy!" Timid Chen looked at the sloppy and old-fashioned appearance, and said with some doubts.
"Of course...... No, go and close the lid of the coffin. The sloppy old man looked at the bronze coffin.
"Fuck it...... After a long time, our brothers are here to be cows and horses," the bully Zhang was a little annoyed, and then spit on the ground.
Don't hurry up, you still want me to do this kind of thing of doing cattle and horses as soon as I am injured, the sloppy old man coughed lightly and said a few times.
"Well, if you don't do this thing of being a cow or a horse, our brothers should do this!" said the timid Chen and the bully Zhang in unison.
With unkind eyes, he stared at the sloppy old way.
Lao Dao looked a little embarrassed, and his old face trembled slightly: "This is not old, it is not as strong as you young people, and you are full of vitality." ”
"Hurry up and close the Bronze Pavilion, let's pack up our things and go back to our respective homes, and find our own mothers. ”
"Rubbing" accompanied by a burst of sliding, the timid Chen and the bully's faces turned red, and Zhang used his milk-like strength to close the bronze ancient coffin.
The three of them stood in front of the bronze coffin, and shone around with a flashlight, feeling a little strange at the moment, four large black iron chains, nailed to the stone wall, intricately wound around the bronze coffin, but unfortunately one of the four was broken.
"The dark iron lock coffin, the copper coffin town evil corpse. ”
"Dao Chief, one of the four dark iron chains is broken now, will the suppression of the corpse of the coffin be greatly discounted!"
"Fucking crow's mouth, shut up and talk a lot!" said the bully.
Lao Dao pasted a corpse suppression talisman on the young man's forehead and said: "With this Xuantie trapped corpse array, even if the evil corpse is here, there is no fear, not to mention that it is still a person who has just been bitten by an ancient corpse." ”
"In the early morning, the clouds and mist of the mass burial mountain are swirling, the towering ancient trees are swaying upward, and a drop of water falls down the leaves, causing a trace of ripples. The early sun rises and the purple qi comes from the east, adding a mysterious color to this mass burial mountain with many corpses and bones. ”
On the edge of the cliff of the Broken Arm Mountain, the weeds swayed, and three figures came out, and the three of them were the bully Zhang and the timid Chen and the sloppy old man. I saw that the three of them looked tired and embarrassed, and their whole bodies were completely skinless, but they showed a trace of joy on their faces in the light of the early sun.