Zong Jiming turned around and thought that he also had a coffin that had become a fine in his house, so he was no longer afraid, "Yiyi, what kind of expression do you have?" ”

Looking at Guan Yiyi, who was full of horror, with a puzzled expression, Zong Jiming turned around to look at the coffin with an increasingly dense knocking sound. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Hiss~"

Seeing that the lid of the coffin was slowly opened, a cold air came out, and the temperature dropped a few degrees in the already cold air.

"Click, click"

There seemed to be someone in his ears who was fighting with his teeth, Zong Jiming hugged his chest, his lips were bruised, and he turned around stiffly to see how Guan Yiyi was doing.

"Heh, heh......"

Who's laughing?

I didn't make a sound, and from the sound of the voice, it must not be a sound one by one, so ......

"Master, be careful."

Eleven, who had been hiding on the beams of the house, finally showed up, flew in front of Zong Jiming, and pulled the two of them back a few steps.

At this moment, Eleven felt that his heart was about to jump out, he saw the things in the coffin, although this was the first time he went out with his master, but he had also heard the adventures of the masters over the years from the dark one, and now he had also encountered ......

The three people standing on the side looked at the dried corpse that crawled out of the coffin, their hearts rose to their throats, they held their breath, and the surroundings instantly became extremely quiet.

Little by little, first a pair of dry hands, then the head, and finally, the dry corpse turned its head instantly, and the three of them immediately stood up straight, regretting it in their hearts, they knew that they would run away, and now the dried corpse has come out, if it is eaten by him, then .....

The three of you, look at me, I look at you, all of them have a crying face, completely forgetting that they have martial arts and are enough to resist this resurrected corpse.

"Click, click."

The teeth of the dried corpse tapped up and down, and the sunken eyes looked weird, watching the dry corpse walking towards them step by step, Zong Jiming took out the dagger in his arms, closed his eyes tightly, and slashed into the air.

The dry corpse lowered his head, and saw that there was not much rag left on his body, and now it had fallen off, and he held Zong Jiming's wrist a little angrily, "Heh, heh......"

Seeing that the master was trapped, Eleven immediately pulled out the sword on his waist, who knew that this dry corpse not only looked terrifying, but even his skills were extraordinary, and he easily stopped Eleven with three strokes and five divided by two, and Eleven, whose hands were held hostage behind him, could not break free with the strength of breastfeeding, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and the whole person took a few steps back, and kicked the corpse with his back.

"Roar~~~"

The dry corpse was in pain, let go of Eleven, and covered the bottom with his withered hands, for some reason, Guan Yiyi felt that if the dry corpse was alive at this moment, he would definitely look at Eleven with sad eyes.

Thinking of this, Guan Yi shuddered, if this was true, then this thing was even more terrifying than when she saw him.

"Click, click."

"Master, ma'am, help."

Somehow, since the dry corpse was kicked by Eleven, they have been pestering Eleven, and after making sure that the dried corpse is harmless, the two have been watching from the side, and Guan Yi, who was squatting on the side, lowered his head one by one, a little drowsy, but Zong Jiming looked at Eleven who had been chased by the dry corpse with great interest, counting in his mouth.

"Fifty-two, fifty-three......"

Eleven looked at the two masters who were watching the excitement on the side, and finally understood why the dark one refused to come this time.

"What do you think this corpse is coming from?"

Guan Yiyi propped his eyes wide with both hands, turned his head to look at Zong Jiming, and scared Zong Jiming so much that he sat on the ground, and Zong Jiming, who was frightened, was not annoyed, so he simply sat on the ground, hugged Guan Yiyi one by one, and supported his chin on the top of Guan Yiyi's hair.

"How so? Actually, I'm not sure if what I'm hearing is true, but if it is, we're blessed. ”

"What is it?"

Hearing Zong Jiming's uncertain tone, Guan Yi opened his mouth and asked, "Blessed?" What's the blessing? ”

"I don't know what blessing this is, it depends on whether this dry corpse is that person, if it is, maybe we are not far from becoming the richest man in the Fourth Jin Dynasty."

"What do you mean by that?" Hearing that he could become the richest man, Guan Yiyi's eyes suddenly flashed green.

"Come, give me the fire fold."

Zong Jiming struggled to clasp something at his boots, and after a while, he saw him pull out a small and thin book with yellowed pages from his boots.

"What is this?"

Guan Yi pretended to fan his nose with his hand one by one, with a look of disgust.

"This is what I accidentally discovered from the Taoist temple, and I found it very interesting, I wanted to borrow it to take a look, but before I finished reading it, I heard that there was such a treasure in Baina City, and I saw that he was quite similar to one thing written in this book, so I kept this book."

Zong Jiming spread the book on the ground, illuminated it with a fire fold, and squinted his eyes to look through the past page by page.

"What's the matter?"

Guan Yiyi leaned his head one by one and wanted to watch it with him, but he didn't expect that as soon as he stretched his neck over, he was pushed away by Zong Jiming, "I found it, I read at night, I'll tell you." ”

"Probably ......"

Thousands of years ago, the people rioted, and I heard that in this riot, there was a wicked person.

Fang Qian was born short, his face was bruised when he was born, and his wife said that it was stillborn, but he didn't expect Fang Qian to survive, and after he was born, he killed his father and his mother, but this person was not only sad, but also proud.

From a young thief to a dog, he was also smiling when he was caught, the people saw that he was pitiful, and every time he was caught, they couldn't help but let him go, but there were one and two, whenever the people woke up the next day, they could see the livestock dead in the courtyard, and they all wanted to arrest Fang Qian and report to the official.

Fang Qian grew up in hiding from the capture of the world, since he was a child, stealing chickens and touching dogs made him develop the habit of going out day and night, sometimes he was caught ruthlessly, he would hide in the mass grave to avoid a night, although the mass grave is a little gloomy, but I don't know if he was used to seeing life and death since he was a child, and the mass grave gradually became Fang Qian's home.

"Quack, quack......"

The black crows in the air were screaming again, and Fang Qian sat on the ground, leaning his head against a wordless wooden tablet, waving his hand to drive away the mosquitoes flying in his ears.

"Tom tom, big brother, do you think this is really a treasure?"

There was a whisper in the distance, Fang Qian, who was sleeping unsteadily, opened his eyes, the moon in the sky hung high above his head, and from time to time a few black crows flew by, bringing a burst of terror.

Standing up, Fang Qian straightened his waist and leaned in the direction of the sound source, he was already short, and the grass in the mass grave grew tall, if he didn't deliberately make a sound, no one would find him at all, although no one usually came to this mass grave.

Pushing aside the grass, Fang Qian looked at the two strong men who were working hard in front of him with a curious expression, one of them was digging in the soil, and the other was holding two torches in his hands, his face full of impatience, "Move faster, the moon is about to climb on your head, and then that thing will crawl out of it, and we both have to finish playing." ”

"Big brother, what are you talking about? Shall we just dig a hole? As for being so scary? ”

The man digging the hole raised his head and asked puzzled.

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up, when we finish this, we will rest for two years, and my eldest brother will take you to eat and drink spicy food."

Before the man standing on the ground could finish speaking, he heard a low roar from nowhere. (To be continued.) )