Chapter Ninety-One: See the Black Coffin Again
"Who's going to save us?"
"Didn't you come with your friends, they'd come looking for you. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"
"Fourth uncle, they ......" I think about it, rather than I rush out, it's better to wait here. Since Zhang Tingting can live here for so long, what can't I do. I slapped my thigh, "Tingting, you're right, if we go out, it will definitely be nine deaths, it's better to wait for the outside to come to rescue, I don't believe it, and we can be trapped here for the rest of our lives." ā
Zhang Tingting smiled slightly, the smile was sweet and moving, and I was fascinated by it.
"Hey, by the way, Tingting, how old are you?"
"Sixteen."
"I'm a year younger."
Zhang Tingting and I sat in the moonlight and chatted until late, throwing all the unpleasantness thousands of miles away.
The next day, I got out of bed and smelled the fresh air outside, and it was another beautiful day. As soon as my feet hit the ground and stepped on the paper ashes burned last night, I couldn't help but be stunned, and remembered what Zhang Mingkun said, there is a big evil here, let me leave quickly.
"Zhang Chengshuai, are you up?" Zhang Tingting's shouts sounded outside.
"Get up." I replied, I haven't seen anyone else here except Zhang Tingting. If you want to say that Zhang Tingting is a great evil, it's impossible, what kind of ghost can stand under the sun in broad daylight, and Zhang Zaiquan's dagger, I have also seen the power, even Miaochen can't move when she is stabbed down, Zhang Tingting can still touch that thing if she is not a person.
At this time, Zhang Tingting pushed the door in and handed Chai He to me: "You will cook in the future." ā
"Huh? I won't. ā
Zhang Tingting shrugged: "I didn't know when I first came, and now I haven't learned everything." ā
Ouch, I'll go, this eldest lady spent the moon with me last night, and today she will use me as a slave, this is such a deep routine.
"Tingting, where's your dad's dagger?" I asked.
"What's wrong, here." Zhang Tingting touched her sleeve and pulled out the red dagger with a whoosh.
"Oh, it's okay, I'll take a look."
Zhang Tingting smiled and looked at the dagger in her hand, and said, "This is our family's ancestral treasure, the more ghosts you kill, the stronger your strength." ā
I was stunned: "Really? ā
Zhang Tingting nodded: "Of course it's true, if it slaughters seven seven four hundred and ninety evil ghosts, it will be invincible." ā
There was a twinkle in my eyes: "And how many did this dagger kill?" ā
Zhang Tingting thought for a while: "I heard that there are more than 300 of them, and I don't know. ā
I felt a pity in my heart, this is still too early, if I can really slaughter this dagger full of evil spirits, maybe I can rely on it to kill eighteen miles.
When it was almost dark, I don't know what was going on, my stomach started to rumble, could it be because I ate the food I made and was poisoned. But seriously, I didn't want to eat the meals I made today. Zhang Tingting said directly and clearly, "It's just pig food."
This little girl speaks directly enough to hurt people, but I like her spicy exhalation.
I was about to pull a bubble of wild at the back of the house, but I heard the sound of talking from Zhang Tingting's room.
"What's going on?" I muttered to myself and leaned to the back of her room.
Inside, Zhang Tingting seemed to be arguing with someone, and shouted in a low voice: "I don't believe it, they will kill him sooner or later, let's let him go." ā
I was wondering when I saw Zhang Tingting come out of the house and walk towards a small forest to the west.
Tingting: Where is this going? Confused, I quietly followed. But after walking in the woods for a while, I lost it. Although this forest is not big, it is still very eerie when it is dark, so I have to walk towards the meeting.
When I arrived at the wooden house, I scratched my head and wondered how many secrets this Zhang Tingting was hiding.
"Zhang Chengshuai."
This sound startled me, and I looked up to see that it was Zhang Tingting, and she had already returned.
"Where did you go just now, I went to your house and didn't find anyone."
"IāI just had a stomach problem, find a place to solve it." I lied.
Zhang Tingting smiled: "It's not that the food you made yourself is too unpalatable." ā
I nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, yes, or you will do it in the future, I am really not good at it." ā
Zhang Tingting happily agreed: "Okay, it's better to work hard than to be poisoned by you." ā
I smiled awkwardly.
Zhang Tingting said again: "Okay, it's not early, go back and go to bed early." ā
I nodded, stretched and went back into the house, but as soon as I closed the door, my whole body tensed. This Nima is not right, this abrupt wooden house, the unprovoked complacent rice tank, and Zhang Tingting, who is full of secrets, has a problem, a big problem. I can't just live here in a daze, I have to figure out what's going on, or I'll die in vain.
I lay on the bed, wrapped tightly in the quilt, but my body kept shaking in the quilt, and I kept comforting myself: tomorrow, tomorrow must be investigated, now sleep well, have a good rest.
I closed my eyes and slowly settled down.
This night, I dreamed of Jang Jae-quan again, his head still hanging on his back, and his mouth kept shouting to me: "Find my daughter!" Find my daughter! Be sure to find my daughter! ā
I sat up in fright, and when I saw outside, it was already dawn. Outside the door, Zhang Tingting was humming a little song, and I began to wonder in my heart, this person named Zhang Tingting is really Zhang Zaiquan's daughter, how did she enter Eighteen Mile Pan alive and came here.
I opened the door, looked at Zhang Tingting's graceful and moving figure, and hesitated and shouted: "That...... Tingting. ā
"What's wrong?"
"How did you get here?"
Zhang Tingting's face suddenly fluctuated, and she said, "That's it, that's how I came in, and I don't know how, I came here." ā
Looking at her inappropriate look, I thought to myself that your nonsense is too bad.
As soon as it got dark, I hid behind Zhang Tingting's house, and sure enough, it didn't take long to see her come out and walk towards the grove last time.
I hurried to follow, not daring to be too close to her, for fear of being discovered, but also daring to go too far, and then lose it like yesterday. But I didn't think about it, and I still lost it when I walked around in the woods. As I was scratching my ears and cheeks, my feet slipped and I fell into a pit.
I cursed in my heart, TMD, I fell to death. I got up on my stomach and saw something black in front of me, and I was wondering what it was, when I looked closely at it was a coffin, and I fell into a tomb. I wanted to scream, but I was afraid of being heard by Zhang Tingting, so I could only climb out desperately.