Poof!

Blood splattered ten paces away.

Jin An slashed the last human figurine and split the person in half vertically from the middle.

Jin An's eyes were shining.

At his feet, hundreds of incomplete corpse pieces were poured down, dripping with blood.

They were all separated from their hands and feet, their torsos had been cut in half, their bodies had been slashed to pieces, and none of them were intact.

The cannibalistic canyon is filled with a strong smell of blood.

Whew-

Whew-

Jin An was like a murderer, standing in the hanging coffin burial canyon sprinkled with a thick layer of blood, his eyes were cold.

Tick-tock, tick-tock... The tip of the knife kept dripping drops of blood.

If people who don't know the truth see the scene of the corpse mountain and the sea of blood in front of them, they must mistakenly think that Jin An is a big devil who kills people without blinking.

But if you take a closer look at the mutilated and incomplete corpses in that place, you can find that these corpses that have been cut into several pieces have no internal organs in their bodies, and they are all filled with white flowers and human flesh.

However.

In the next scene, an even more terrifying scene appeared.

This time, perhaps because there are too many dead human figurines, these human figurines no longer disappear, but are resurrected from the dead on the spot, and these people's bodies carry blood lines that have not yet fully healed.

It didn't even help to chop up the corpse.

The figurines returned to normal.

"It hurts!"

"My body hurts!"

"Daoist Jin'an, why did you kill us?"

"Daoist Jin'an, why did you kill us?"

......

These human figurines with blood lines on their necks, hands and feet, and bodies that had not fully recovered were flocked to Jin An in the dark, with hideous eyes.

Meanwhile.

In the dark darkness of the Hanging Coffin Canyon, there were more footsteps rushing towards this side.

This time, the number was several hundred, several times over.

Jin An's face sank, how many people had eaten in this man-eating canyon! How could it be like endless! If he killed these people again this time, would he rush out thousands of people next time?

Will it be tens of thousands of people who directly bury them next time!

"These people can't be killed no matter how they are killed, Fan Er kills more and more, little brother, I think we might as well find a way from the hanging coffins on both sides. Since it is not possible to find a way out on the ground, try to see if you can run straight out of the hanging coffin. ”

The old Taoist priest shouted anxiously.

Jin An also understood that if he continued like this, even if he was not afraid of these figurines, sooner or later he would be exhausted to death in this strange hanging coffin burial canyon.

"Sharpen the sword, you take the goddess up. ”

"I'll take your third junior brother up. ”

Jin An shouted at the sharpening sword, no longer in love with war.

Old Taoist: "?"

Before the old Taoist priest could resist, Jin An held the old Taoist priest's shoulder in his hand, and the person borrowed a few forces on the craggy rocks of the cliff, and finally grabbed the hanging coffin burial log support in his hand and did a backflip, and the person easily climbed over the hanging coffin that was two feet high from the ground.

On the other hand, the sharpening sword also took the country goddess, easily climbed over the hanging coffin, like Jin An, his hands and feet were as light as an ape, and a set of actions was like a master of the rivers and lakes, his face was not red, and he was not panting.

These hanging coffins have existed for a long time.

At least they have existed for hundreds of years, and they have long since rotted into rotten wood, Jin An was just about to take a step, but as a result, the coffin lid under his feet seemed to be unable to bear the weight of the two of them standing on it at the same time, and he slammed into the coffin and stepped on the empty and stuck in the coffin.

When Jin An lifted his foot, the upper body of the dead man's skeleton was brought up on the upper of the shoe, and the foot was stuck in the gap between the dead man's sternum.

"Everyone be careful, these coffins are already seriously decomposed, try not to stand on the same coffin at the same time, and try not to make violent movements. ”

Jin An reminded everyone.

At this time, Jin An held a torch to the ground under his feet, and found that those human figurines did not follow.

"Jin Engong, those people can't seem to look up at the sky, so they can't spot us ......on the hanging coffin," said the country goddess standing carefully on a hanging coffin.

She stood as close to the wall as she could.

In this way, you can reduce the contact area between yourself and the coffin under your feet.

In case the hanging coffin under her feet really collapsed, she could also climb on the cliff wall to prevent it from falling.

"Old Dao, why do I think that it's not that these people can't look up at the sky, but that they are pressed by the 'sky', or they are afraid of the 'sky' above their heads, so they don't dare to look up at the ghosts and gods in the 'sky'?"

"The owner of this tomb will not set up these hanging coffins for no reason, deliberately exposing such a big flaw to let us escape, how do I think it seems that the owner of the tomb deliberately led us to the hanging coffin, and there is something more terrible on the hanging coffin than the flesh, blood, soil and human figurines on the ground, waiting for us again......"

In the dark environment, the light of the torch illuminated the old Taoist's face uncertainly, one time it was gloomy, and the other time it was red and weird.

Jin An: "......"

Country Goddess: "......"

Sharpening the sword has been looking at the sky, looking at the hanging coffin stacked high above his head into the infinite darkness.

Jin An: "Old Dao, close your crow's mouth." ”

"Also, keep the torch away from your face, and don't keep talking to us in your face. ”

The old Taoist priest muttered in a low voice like a disgruntled little daughter-in-law, and after being glared at by Jin An, the old Taoist priest closed his mouth.

Then Jin An began to discuss with everyone the next way out: "Although we are in safety for the time being, Lao Dao's words are not unreasonable, everyone knows that Lao Dao's crow's beak is as effective as a magic weapon that has opened the light......"

When Jin An said this, he didn't forget to look at Lao Dao.

The old Taoist priest's face darkened.

He was not convinced.

Isn't this a scolding for bad breath?

The old Taoist priest originally wanted to resist unconvinced, but in the face of Jin An's gaze, he closed his mouth depressedly.

Jin An continued: "So on the next road, when we leave from the hanging coffin, try to be careful not to make a sound, so as not to really alarm something hiding in the dark. ”

After Jin An explained a few more words, he asked everyone if there was anything else to add, the old Taoist priest shook his head, and the country goddess frowned and shook his head after pondering.

Jin An looked at the sharpened sword that had been looking up at the sky, and asked if the sharpened sword had found anything?

Sharpening the sword and shaking his head, Mu Ran said that he was just worried that corpse oil would drip on his body from the hanging coffin above his head.

Jin An, the old Taoist priest, the country goddess: "!"

Subsequently, the four of them began to continue on the road, but this time they walked outside the canyon through the hanging coffin.

Because these hanging coffins were too old, the four of them walked very carefully all the way, and they didn't dare to hurry too fast.

In addition, the old Taoist priest and the country goddess are physically exhausted, jumping and hurrying on these hanging coffins, and in terms of physical fitness, it is inevitable that they will be a little inferior to Jin An and sharpening the sword, so the speed of the journey is not fast.

Fortunately, the human figurines under their feet never looked up at the sky and did not follow.

In the dark.

The four of them were still on their way.

Suddenly, the sharpened sword at the forefront stopped, and he stood upright on the hanging coffin, turning and staring in the direction behind him.

When the sword sharpening stopped, everyone also stopped.

Walking at the end, jumping between the coffins with a calm mind, he could easily look around, vigilant around, and Jin An, who was responsible for breaking the back and responding, saw the sharpening sword suddenly stopped, and asked the sharpening sword: "What's wrong with the sharpening sword?"

"Master, there is movement behind you, it seems that someone has entered this canyon again. Sharpening the sword was still looking in the direction behind him, and Mu Ne replied.

Hearing this, Jin An looked in the direction behind him.

But nothing was found.

Through the puzzled gazes of the old Taoist priest and the country goddess, Jin An understood that the two of them were also like him, and they did not find anything abnormal.

But Jin An chose to trust the judgment of sharpening the sword.

The origin of the thief of the sword cutting has never been clear, and the thousands of corpse caves along the way have indeed proved that the skill of the thief of the sword cutting is extraordinary.

"Could it be that other people are starting to come ashore one after another?"

"Will it be the Commander General who came down after us?"

The old Taoist priest guessed.

Unknowingly, the sword sharpened but shook his head and vetoed: "No, it's not a man's voice, it seems to be a woman's ......."

Woman?

"Goddess, if I'm not mistaken, among the people summoned by Lord Yin to go down to the Yinyi River this time, you are the only woman, right?" Jin An looked at the goddess in the countryside.

The face of the country goddess who had experienced the vicissitudes of life looked at the direction behind them, nodded solemnly on her face and said: "Indeed, as Jin Engong said, this trip to the Yinyi River, there is only the old woman and me. ”

Jin An frowned and pondered.

Just as he was talking, the person behind him approached quickly, and there was no need to sharpen the sword to remind him at this time, and Jin An had already heard the movement.

It was a woman's complaining, mournful voice.

The woman's mournful voice, in this dark, depressing, silent empty canyon, desolate, secluded, full of resentment and horror, the voice was so sharp that it was far away, making people's ears hurt.

"My child, my child......"

"Who has seen my child......"

"Have you seen my child?"

"Have you seen my child?"

As the woman complained, the desolate sound became closer and closer, accompanied by the tearing sound of broken bones and separated flesh and blood......

At this moment, Jin An's eyes were surprised.

"It's Xiao Drought and her mother, the water god of the Jia family, who is going down the Yinyi River with her!" Jin An told everyone to be careful, and he continued to stare at the dark direction behind him.

The old Taoist priest's face changed.

With a bitter face, he said that this is really a house leak that happened to rain overnight, this is the matter of eating people in the canyon before, and now there is a little drought and his mother goes down to the Yinyi River, what is this called, it's over, we are really going to be wrapped in dumplings this time.

Only the country goddess looked at him suspiciously, didn't Lord Yin say that this little drought was discovered by the villagers, and the mother of the little drought fish had been burned to death by the villagers, why is there another water god Niangniang?

But she is not a stupid person, she just thought about it a little, and she figured out a lot, Jin'an They are far more inside stories than the outside world knows, and the little drought in the hands of Lord Fu Yin should have another origin.

"Shhhh

When Yin Fu fell in Jin'an Mansion, he saw a young and beautiful woman, wearing a gauze skirt like snow, with old clothes, water stains all over her body, dripping water droplets all over her body, stepping on the hanging coffin, and walking barefoot from a distance.

Her bare feet were as white as snow.

She landed every step of the way.

Landing silently.

Not a drop of dirt is attached.

But it left a lot of water stains on the hanging coffin under his feet.

And behind the snowy gauze skirt, a woman's long hair was like a demon's fangs, spreading her teeth and claws in mid-air, and those long black hairs that were scattered pierced the mouthparts of hundreds of people, and hundreds of people were hung in the air, scattered in mid-air, terrifying.

Among the hundreds of people who were hung in the air by their long hair piercing their mouths, several of them still had torches in their hands.

Jin An saw a lot of familiar figures, including three monks from Xishan Nunnery, and two Taoist priests from Mingyue Taoist Temple... I also saw a lot of other acquaintances, all of them were the human figurines that he had been alarmed by before.

It's the drowned eldest lady of the Jia family, Jia Zhidie!

The water god Niangniang has gone down to the Yinyi River!