Chapter 47: A Hundred Ghosts Carry the Coffin

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The Prime Minister's Mansion was solemn.

Today is the day of Zhang Youyu's funeral.

A pitch-black coffin, with blood-colored warp and weft threads entwined on it, like blood flowing on it, ghostly and breathtaking.

There was silence all the way, and sixteen black-robed people carried the coffin all the way out of the city.

The rain became heavier and heavier, Zhang Yuyuan followed the team six or seven feet behind, the black robe covered his face, and the rain dripped down his face along the brim of his hat, unable to tell whether it was water or tears.

All the way to the road, the team soon entered a bamboo forest in Beiyan Mountain.

Paper money flew in the sky, and it was wet with rain in an instant.

There are only two figures left here.

"Let's do it." Zhang Yuyuan did not have a trace of emotion.

Beside him, there stood an old man with a withered appearance, with deep sunken eye sockets, skin and bones, and his face was full of age spots, and there was no trace of blood.

He opened his mouth, and his throat sounded lightly mechanically, without a trace of emotion: "Have you decided, your adult has decided, if you use this method, your son will never be able to live beyond life."

"Use it, I want to see where the murderer is." Zhang Yuyuan's eyes were so bright and clear for the first time.

The withered old man stepped forward, revealing his left hand hidden in his sleeve. His left hand didn't even have a trace of flesh and blood, only bones. There are some black spots on Bai Sensen's bones, like the eyes of a ghost.

"The Netherworld, the spirit limit of heaven and earth, the husband is eternal in three lives, and the six realms are slaughtered. Soul, return! ”

Wisps of black gas emerged from between the old man's bones, and one of them stabbed into Zhang Yuyuan's eyebrows, and most of the remaining black gas also poured into the coffin containing Zhang Youyu.

"The deceased soul is gone, your grievances can be learned from heaven and earth, if the husband is reincarnated, the previous life is pitiful. Soul, return! ”

The rain was pouring down, the sky and the earth were dark all day, and lightning tore the sky.

The black gas enveloped this place, and the originally calm coffin suddenly began to shake violently, and a thick death qi came out, turning this place into a ghost domain in an instant.

The ghost howl suddenly sounded from all directions, and the gloomy aura rolled wildly, and the world was bleak.

Nothingness was shaking, and crimson blood was oozing out, as if the sky was weeping blood.

The coffin board clicked, countless cracks were filled, black blood was flowing, boom, the coffin lid collapsed directly, Zhang Youyu's body sat up suddenly, its originally closed eyes suddenly opened, and two divine lights shot out.

At the same time, the endless black qi that gathered around the coffin suddenly materialized, and countless imps gathered around with a smile, like countless ants carrying food, and the coffin was violently lifted.

More and more black qi condensed into little ghosts, they had no faces, only a pair of red eyes, with the old man's finger, they immediately opened their teeth and claws, and pounced on the coffin three feet and seven feet away, where there was a formation, and ninety-nine babies were trapped inside.

All of them are newborns less than 100 days old, very pink, locked in the formation at the moment, they are crying desperately, but the cry is cut off by the formation, looking at this place from a distance, it is like watching a mime.

The little ghosts rushed into the formation in unison with a roar, and drilled into the center of the baby's eyebrows.

Within the entire formation, it immediately turned into purgatory, the blood mist was filled, the red and black lightning flashed, and countless imps devoured the ninety-nine babies in an instant.

"Condensation!"

The withered old man's gaze was like lightning, and with his gentle command, the countless imps began to devour each other.

Their numbers became smaller and smaller, and they became less and less, until finally, there was only one left, the only one and only one of them, the Ghost King.

At this time, Zhang Yuyuan, who was already entangled in black qi on his body, closed his eyes yesterday, and a drop of blood oozed from the corner of his eye.

The withered old man raised his hand and grabbed it, holding this drop of blood, and recited the magic in his mouth, this drop of blood immediately began to vibrate, exaggerated and contracted, until a ghost face mark appeared on it, and the old man threw out this drop of blood and integrated it into the eyebrows of the only ghost king.

The ghost king immediately began to distort, sometimes into a fierce beast, sometimes into a ghost, the ghost cried wolf howling here, and the rain poured down from the sky, like a complaint.

"Your Excellency!" The old man screamed miserably, and the bones of his left hand were broken, decomposing layer by layer, forming a spiritual seal, which pressed on the center of the ghost king's eyebrows.

Zhang Yuyuan opened his mouth and inhaled, and this ghost king was swallowed by him along with black gas.

He slowly raised his left hand, his five fingers condensed in the void, and an invisible force erupted from his palm, pulling Zhang Youyu's corpse. , which made Zhang Youyu's corpse slowly stand up, as if it had been re-given life.

"Tell me, that night...... What happened......" Zhang Yuyuan's mouth was full of words, and two black rays shot out of Zhang Youyu's eyes and poured into Zhang Yuyuan's eyes. Everything reflected in Zhang Youyu's eyes in the fifty breaths before his death was all reflected in Le Zhang Yuyuan's mind.

After a moment, the brilliance faded, and Zhang Yuyuan slowly closed his eyes, recalling everything he had just seen.

"Apologize, I'm not wrong, what do I apologize for? I think you should apologize to Zhao Hanjing. Zhang Yuyuan's mind kept recalling what Qi Le said on the spot, and seeing Qi Le's calm appearance at the moment of the incident, the killing intent in his eyes became stronger and stronger.

"If you really have the heart to apologize, then you should be humble, not so unscrupulous and fearless!"

At this moment, Zhang Yuyuan can almost be sure that that night was a bureau set up by Qi Le!

"Qi Le! The old man is going to cut you with a thousand knives! ”

Zhang Yuyuan's voice vibrate, causing the rain to fall directly to the roll, Zhang Youyu's body fell back weakly, and a new coffin board fell up, covering his face, as if it also covered the last trace of Zhang Yuyuan's sanity.

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Tonight, everyone in the Qi family had dinner together, except for Qi Le.

Qi Le was still staying in his small yard, Mu Hongyu was lying on the roof, studying Qi Le's sniper rifle with great interest, while Qi Le was playing with his flowers and plants, very comfortable, without the slightest sense of crisis.

"Why did you get down?" Mu Hongyu suddenly came down from the roof and appeared in front of him, which really surprised Qi Le.

"Someone's coming."

Mu Hongyu said, turned around and stepped into the house, there was no light in the house, and she couldn't see her as soon as she stepped in.

"Oh? Someone is finally here! Qi Le lowered his chin silently, and immediately sat down in the rocking chair, shaking the pu fan very leisurely and elegantly. It had just rained during the day, and the air was filled with the fragrance of earth, Qi Le twitched his nose a few times, his expression was lazy, and he didn't seem to notice a dark shadow lying on the roof opposite.

After a while, Qi Le, who was about to fall asleep, was woken up by Mu Hongyu.

"That man is gone, what are you doing?" Mu Hongyu asked.

"Hmm...... I can't say a word or two, by the way, how is your qi sea recovering now, if you can, do me a favor. ”

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Zhang's house.

In front of Zhang Yuyuan, there was a man in black half-kneeling.

"So...... Qi Le is indeed not injured? Zhang Yuyuan said with compassion.

"Back to my lord, even if he is injured, it is a minor injury."

"Very well, you go down. Pay close attention to Qi Le's movements" Zhang Yuyuan sat alone in the shadows, like a god of death from hell, revealing his hideous fangs.

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ps1: I've been writing papers these days, and I'm going to take the exam in two days, and I'm going to go out for an internship after the exam...... There are a lot of things, and I try to keep changing, but it's impossible to do more...... sorry。

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