Chapter Twenty-Three: The Underground Ghost Coffin
I don't know how long I walked in the dark, and suddenly there was a dingdong sound in front of me, although it was very light, but in the silent underground where the needle fell and could be heard, it sounded in my ears like thunder, and my heart subconsciously tightened. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info
"Check it out." I saw the spirit lamp drifting forward, and after a while, I saw it flying back quickly, plunging into Chen Po's body, and the surroundings instantly darkened, so black that I couldn't see my fingers, I hurriedly turned on the flashlight: "Mother-in-law, what's wrong with it?" ”
"There is a situation ahead, Xiao Ling is afraid, everyone be careful for a while." As she spoke, she took my hand and strode forward.
Didn't you say there was a situation? How can you still move forward? Knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, do you prefer to go to the tiger mountains? No, no?
After turning a corner, I could faintly see what seemed to be a glimmer of light ahead. The shimmer was as white as moonlight.
When I got closer, I found that there were actually three rooms, two smaller ones, one on the left and one on the right, according to the specifications of the tomb, this should be the ear room. There is a lamp on the wall of the ear chamber that emits the faint light we saw earlier.
Is there a light on so deep underground?
In an instant, layers of sweat came out and wet my back.
"Yo, I didn't expect that in a poor place like Fengxi, there are still people who make this kind of tomb." Lu Hua sneered, looking at the two simple ear rooms, very disdainful.
Against the wall, a row of gray jars stood quietly in the corner. This kind of jar is very familiar, it is everywhere in the countryside, it is made of clay porcelain, I have a similar one in my family, and my mother specially uses it to pickle pickles.
"What's in there?" Although I was a little afraid, I thought that there was a big man like Chen Po around me, and my heart slowly settled down. Those little curiosities came out of my heart.
Chen Po stepped forward and her voice sank: "You'd better not know." ”
I was shocked, and they all said that curiosity kills cats, and cats have nine lives that are not enough, so I'd better be honest. So he obediently retreated behind her and didn't ask any more questions.
Out of the ear room, walked forward a dozen steps, through a doorway, suddenly opened up in front of me, this is a large square space of about 1,000 square meters, southeast against the wall, a coffin quietly placed. And the reason why I can see it is because there are two palace lamps on the wall, which are glowing faintly.
"Mother-in-law." I panicked and wanted to hold her, but Chen Po turned over her hand and pressed me to the ground: "Don't say anything, the aura here is very wrong, don't move, I'll take a look first." Yubi stood up straight, cautiously beside me, looking at the coffin not far away.
I sat on the ground and tried to gather my spirit to practice the Three Spiritual Heart Sutras, but my mind was in a mess, and my mind was full of thoughts: Did I fall into the world of ghosts blowing out lanterns? It is said that tomb robbers need to light a candle in the southeast corner? But there is a coffin in the southeast corner, can I order the northwest corner? Where do I go to find candles?
There is also: looking for the dragon to divide the gold to see the winding mountain, a heavy entanglement is a heavy pass, if there are eight dangers in closing the door, there is no yin and yang gossip.
Nima, the old lady is not here to rob the tomb.
Even though I had reached level 12 in my skull, I sat obediently and tried to calm myself down.
The whole burial chamber was surprisingly quiet, Chen Po looked at the coffin that was also quiet silently, and the palace lamp on the wall occasionally jumped, reflecting our figures on the ground and shaking. The only sound was about the pounding heart in my stomach.
"Stinky girl, your facial expression is too distorted, you are about to tremble into a sheep's leprosy." The sound of the reed flower resounded overhead.
I looked up and just met the concerned gaze from Po Chen, and I grinned with my teeth grinned, trying to look more relaxed.
Chen Po patted my head, full of love: "Qiaowa, don't be afraid, with your mother-in-law, you will be fine." ”
It's okay, you just scared me like that. I'm almost scared and crying, okay? All I could think about was the scene in the ghost blowing the lamp. All sorts of demons and monsters ran through my mind, and I even wondered if the corpse had six legs or eight legs.
Chen Po stepped forward, looked at the coffin, and actually opened the coffin. With a creak, the lid of the coffin turned in a circle and opened halfway.
I really want to shout at Chen Po: I haven't done all the procedures for opening the coffin, so I can't mess around.
I saw her retreat quickly, and in an instant she retreated seven or eight meters away from the coffin, and grabbed me by the collar, and also retreated to the corner of the wall. I didn't even react to the fast figure.
I saw the lights on the wall jump again, and I suddenly felt that the light in this room seemed to be dimmed, as if it was fogging, and the whole space seemed to be a little hazy. I closed my eyes and opened them again, and nothing seemed to have changed.
I don't know how long later, there were two noises in the half-open coffin, as if someone was bending his finger and tapping on the wooden board. Gotta gotta got, gotta got.
Corpse fraud?
Chen Po quickly brought me a stack of rune paper and instructed me: "After a while, if you see something, no matter what you paste, you will talk about it." ”
I know that there are probably no other living things in this underground except for us, and all the dead things that move are evil.
We stared nervously at the coffin not far away, and I don't know how long it took, it seemed like a moment and a long time, since I entered here, my sense of time has become very vague.
It seemed to be foggy again, this time in a small area, with a hazy cloud of smoke over the coffin. My nervous heart was jumping out of my mouth.
It is said that there are six levels of zombies, which are white zombies, black zombies, jumping corpses, flying corpses, and sturgeons.
I don't know what will come out later.
I regret it when I think of this, I should have prepared a few black donkey hooves and a few large pots of black dog blood if I knew that I would encounter zombies. When I thought about it again, these things were not easy to put together for a while. Alas, I would not have gone to my cousin's house if I had known that I wouldn't have gotten to it.
There was a faint sound of singing, I listened carefully, but I still couldn't hear it clearly, only a few words vaguely heard: ...... Lang Lang, do you remember the old days...... You draw your eyebrows, I paint makeup...... Let's talk about the West Window......
The song is fluttering and intermittently not very clear, but the bleak and mournful mood in the song is unmistakable. Another sad woman.
"So if you make a fool of yourself, you will come out if you are bold." Chen Po stomped on her crutches and shouted.
The singing suddenly stopped.
The smoke slowly cleared over the half-open coffin, and a slender pale hand reached out and rested on the coffin, the dancôme on its nails as red as blood.
"Alas......" a woman's voice sighed.
"Fire Samadhi, go." With a loud shout, several yellow talismans waved out from Chen Po's fingers, and rushed towards the coffin like a storm.
I saw the coffin lid slam and fly out, and a red shadow flew up from the coffin, leaving the coffin before the spell could be reached, and landing not far from us. Next to her, the thick coffin popped a few times and exploded directly.
Chen Po is simply a heroine among women, and this kind of practice of striking first to be strong and then attacking is really eye-catching.
I held my forehead and sighed, mother-in-law, are we too ruthless?