Lin Xiaowan really wanted to push Qin Nuo down. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Or is it not a man?

She turned her gaze around Qin Nuo with bad intentions.

Qin Nuo's lower body tightened, and his originally weak legs suddenly stood straight.

Lin Xiaowan, what do you want to do?

Lin Xiaowan pouted disdainfully.

What can she do?

In this kind of place?

A deep hole, in the cave is a bronze coffin, and the coffin is engraved with many patterns and strange words that Qin Nuo can't understand.

But he could tell that the coffin was absolutely thick.

"What is this?"

"Coffin."

"Nonsense, I ask you whose coffin this is?"

"Yours!"

Qin Nuo stretched out his fingers, opened his mouth wide, and looked at Lin Xiaowan incredulously.

This dead girl actually cursed him to death!

Lin Xiaowan raised her head and rolled her eyes, this Qin Nuo had a smart face, but in fact, his head was full of straw.

Her eyes were drawn to the image overhead.

The portraits are not realistic, and the techniques are also very clumsy, but they tell one story after another very vividly.

Qin Nuo was depressed, thinking that he Qin Da was loved by everyone, and the flowers bloomed, from the eighty-year-old grandmother to the eight-year-old little sister, everyone loved him, but why didn't Lin Xiaowan, a dead woman, have eyes.

Hey, what is this dead girl looking at?

As soon as Qin Nuo raised his head, he was kicked firmly by Lin Xiaowan in the leg.

"What are you doing?"

"Go down!"

"Where?"

"Below!" Lin Xiaowan Nunu mouthed and pointed to the bronze coffin.

"Don't go! Death is not going to go! ”

He's not a dead man, such an ancient and strange thing, and he appears here again, maybe he will die if he touches it, okay?

"If you want to go down, I'll pay you back?"

"What? Ah, Lin Xiaowan, you shameless, why is this thing here for you? ”

Lin Xiaowan stood far away, holding a pair of white men's underwear very swaggeringly, and Ultraman was embroidered on the underwear.

Lin Xiaowan pursed her lips and cut, she really thought that she was rare with this thing, if she hadn't found out that there were a group of very obscene female ghosts hiding here, she would like boys' underwear, would she steal Qin Nuo's underwear. Gross, I don't know if I've worn it!

Qin Nuo was angry, it was a collector's edition that he had been reluctant to wear, what did the disgusted expression on Lin Xiaowan's face mean.

Suddenly, Lin Xiaowan's face changed.

"Qin Nuo, hurry up!"

Wang Eighteen's side was about to be unable to hold on.

Qin Nuo wanted to fight back again, but he was kicked in the buttocks, and he was planted at once. I wailed from the bottom of my heart - I drip, I'm dripping, is this kind of death too fresh to be hit by a coffin.

But the expected pain did not come, and at the moment when he was about to fall onto the bronze coffin, it was like a net covering the coffin, just enough to catch Qin Nuo.

Lin Xiaowan was stunned. Qin Nuo couldn't touch the coffin, so how could he do it?

If she doesn't open the coffin, how will she know what good things are hidden in this coffin.

As soon as Qin Nuo wanted to get up happily, he felt a pain in his head, and then heard Lin Xiaowan's voice, "Qin Nuo, take this poke and poke." ”

it!

This thing can poke a bronze coffin, I'm afraid it can't even pierce a piece of paper, right?

Qin Nuo looked at the small wooden stick in his hand, and almost wanted to cry.

But Lin Xiaowan stared at his head with fierce eyes, as if she wanted to stare at his head hole.

There was no way, Qin Nuo took a small wooden stick that was long and gently stabbed the coffin below, he was afraid that he would accidentally break the stick.

The small wooden stick swished, like an electric shock, Qin Nuo felt numb all over his body, but the stick in his hand was still some distance away from the coffin.

He ignored this phenomenon and continued to go down, and when he was about to touch the coffin, he suddenly raised his head, "Lin Xiaowan, am I really going to poke it?" ”

Lin Xiaowan rolled her eyes, she had never seen such a mother-in-law man.

She clenched her fists and motioned for Qin Nuo to use some force.

Qin Nuo no longer hesitated, closed his eyes and poked hard.

Originally, I thought that with this small wooden stick in his hand, even if he was blessed with special power by Lin Xiaowan, I am afraid that when it touches the bronze coffin, it will be like tofu, and it will instantly turn into scum.

But......

Qin Nuo was dumbfounded.

Is there anything more watery than this coffin?

Even a wooden stick can be poked through!

This, is it possible that this is made of tofu?

Qin Nuo was stunned.

Seeing that Qin Nuo was actually stunned, Lin Xiaowan almost wanted to jump off by herself.

It's a pity it's too late.

"Jump!"

Qin Nuo was dumbfounded and pointed to his nose, "Are you letting me jump?" ”

No kidding, even if this coffin is watery, it is still a coffin, and it is a coffin that has been in it for hundreds or thousands of years, who knows if there are zombies in it.

Besides, if he wasn't poked with a small wooden stick with a hole the size of a finger, how could he have jumped down.

As soon as he wanted to laugh at Lin Xiaowan, he felt a pain in his back, and then his whole body fell.

Damn it. Lin Xiaowan, this dead girl, will attack herself!

My Di Niang, I'm really going to be killed now.

Qin Nuo closed his eyes and slammed, he felt his back hit something so hard that his bones almost jumped out.

Immediately after, I heard a click, like the sound of a door locking.

Qin Nuo's eyes turned into pitch black.

it!

scolded secretly, and his hands could only touch the top and the hard boards on the left and right.

It's really strange how the bottom is soft.

The thought only flashed through him.

Qin Nuo had to accept the fact that he was put in a coffin.

"Lin Xiaowan—"

It's a pity that his voice is almost hoarse, and this voice can only float around in the coffin.

Lin Xiaowan ran quickly, her feet not touching the ground.

Wang Eighteen is strong and dry, and it is useless.

Aren't there just a few dozen imps? She was able to make him like that, but she still had great hopes for him, thinking that Wang Eighteen would be able to properly walk to the end of the road and find the key.

While running, he pinched the seal. I hope Wang XVIII can hold on.

Wang Shibai felt that his body was getting cooler and colder the more he worked, and that kind of cold feeling seemed to make his whole person turn into a popsicle in the next second.

He felt like his brain was frozen, and he couldn't even think.

The back is getting heavier and heavier, like carrying two mountains, but I can't get rid of it, kicking and tapping under my feet, like stepping in the water, and like stepping on the clouds.

So when he saw Lin Xiaowan really standing in front of him, it took a while for him to react.

Lin Xiaowan was taken aback.

Although the tracking charm on Wang Eighteen's body allowed her to see Wang Eighteen's situation from a distance, she never expected that Wang Eighteen would be so miserable.

He was covered in blood, as if he had just crawled out of a pool of blood, and his eyes were dull, and he couldn't see his previous calmness and wisdom at all.

The magic seal she had been pinching in her hand quickly fell on Wang Eighteen.

Suddenly, there was a scream, and a very strong smell of corpses came.

The blood that had been hovering at Wang Eighteen's feet suddenly surged up, falling from his head like a pouring rain, Lin Xiaowan pursed his lips, his hand was quickly entangled, and then he threw it into the air, and the blood was stopped in mid-air, and then it was like a fire, let out a scream, and then a burst of red mist rose and evaporated.

Wang Eighteen still seemed to be setting off firecrackers, crackling.

Lin Xiaowan hugged her chest and stood far away, for fear that those broken foams would accidentally fall on her. (To be continued.) )