Although the five-person team has a special class to teach weirdness at school, they have seen and fought weird in this trial, and even now there are a bunch of red-cheeked and smiling paper figures surrounding them.

But seeing a coffin suddenly move on its own still makes their hearts furious.

"There's no zombie or anything like that, is it......?"

Lin Hao's mouth trembled.

There are still a bunch of paper figures around, and if there is another zombie, they will really sit and wait for death.

"This coffin is so big, it should be a red-haired calf inside......"

They hadn't paid much attention to it just now, but now that the coffin moved, several people noticed that the coffin seemed to be a little different from an ordinary coffin.

The coffin was surprisingly large.

Nowadays, in large cities, cremation is generally practiced for funerals, and traditional burials are banned, even coffins are banned.

Many young people may not have even seen a coffin, and they can see it in movies and television.

Lin Hao happened to meet at the funeral of a relative in the countryside.

In fact, the coffin is not as luxurious as it is seen in film and television dramas, it is a long box, and the size will be able to lie down a person.

The difference between the two, the former is like a big waste with a yard, and the latter is a twenty-square-meter basement.

He asked curiously, it is said that unless there is a noble family with a mine, the coffin used by ordinary people is like this.

And the coffin in front of him is a bit exaggerated.

At least three meters in length, and more than one meter in width and height.

If you only talk about the size of the mine, then I am afraid that there are not only mines at home, but many mines.

But it's just big, but the shape is a bit shabby.

The color of the earthy yellow is square, and it seems to be a little rough, and it doesn't look like wood, but like mud.

The whole thing looks like a giant lump.

The thick coffin lid throbbed and throbbed, and the sound became more and more urgent, very dull, and obviously not light.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

"Don't talk nonsense, and if you are interested, just hand over your things, otherwise...... You know the consequences, but I don't have the patience to delay with you any longer. ”

The voice from nowhere there was a faint menace.

"Eh, how did you say this man communicated with a coffin? Can he understand knocking on the coffin? ”

Lin Hao listened to this strange "dialogue" and couldn't help but whisper to a few people.

“……”

Yan Shiwen glared at him.

When is this still cheap?

Fortunately, the owner of the voice didn't know whether he didn't hear it, or didn't bother to pay attention to it, and didn't let him suffer retribution. 、

"Knock knock!"

The coffin board is still beating.

"Today, you only have two choices, either hand over the thing, or, I will let you disappear with that thing, and your stupid son will not escape death, you can rest assured, this son will not let him die too easily."

"Knock knock!"

The lumpy coffin throbbed violently twice, and then fell silent suddenly.

"Rustling ......"

There was a sound like folding paper, but it suddenly sounded.

Several people found that the paper figures around them, who were originally staring at them, suddenly changed direction and faced the entrance of the ancestral hall.

"Hee-hee-hee......"

Bursts of strange chilling laughter rang out continuously.

"I can't help myself!"

Before the voice fell, the few people who were huddled aside only felt a flash of cold light, their eyes tingled, and they reflexively closed their eyes.

When they opened their eyes again, they were already in tears, and their eyes were still sour.

But the scene in front of them made them have no time to pay attention.

A bunch of paper figures, I don't know when, have all disappeared, only the room is full of confetti.

"How?"

The voice rose indifferently: "Do you really think that a few paper puppets have the ability to be immortal and immortal?" ”

"Do you really think that with just a few paper puppets, you are qualified to stand in front of my son? You can regenerate them a hundred times and a thousand times, and for this son, it will only be a matter of time,"

"At that time, these souls that you have worked so hard to collect will be missing, and you will not be able to recreate your stupid son's wish."

“……”

The voice was like talking to himself.

The confetti that filled the house slowly drifted during this period, and turned into a complete paper figure again.

I could see that the scalps of several people were numb.

"You want that reckless man? That reckless man has a bit of brute strength, even if this son makes a move, it will take a lot of effort, but he is too stupid, and this son doesn't bother to pay attention to it, so he sent him away with a little trick."

"It's easy to capture him, it's just ......"

"You are also worthy of instructing my son to do things?"

The voice suddenly became extremely cold: "Hmph, this son is rare and benevolent, just a native ant, not grateful, but has the illusion that he can bargain with this son?" ”

"Really?"

"Rat, the deity wants to see how you capture it!"

"Die!"

A loud shout suddenly sounded from the top of everyone's heads.

"Boom!"

This was followed by a loud bang that shook the heads of several people.

There was a violent shock under their feet, and the shaking was so violent that they even threw several of them, along with the group of paper figures, into the air.

When he fell, he felt that the top of his head was suddenly empty.

When they had just come to their senses, they fell into a kind of stupor.

The original ancestral hall, which was like papier-mâché but difficult to reach, has become two halves at some point.

It's like being cut in half by a huge knife, from top to bottom, from left to right.

What is shocking is not this ancestral hall.

It's a terrifying ravine.

One runs through the ancestral hall, even through the entire village, and even towards the invisible ravines that spread in the distance.

Everywhere you go, all the wood, stone, and stone of the houses are gone.

It was only the part they could see, the flat crack, like a knife cut.

Above the village, two figures stood opposite each other.

In the air, it was still as if he was standing on flat ground.

A young man who looks like he is in his twenties and thirties, handsome, and has a kind of grace and luxury.

The clothes on his body are very strange in the eyes of several people, but they are equally gorgeous and extravagant.

Dressed in a red robe, with large sleeves and a jade crown to tie his hair, he is luxurious, revealing a bit of ancient charm.

Seeing this person, the words "Childe Wushuang" popped up in their minds for no reason.

is not the kind of "son" who has no hands and is a white-faced sissy.

It is said that before the pre-Qin period, only the sons of the princes could be called princes.

There are classics in the abdomen, a long sword tied around the waist, Wen Tao Wu is strategic, and he is naturally noble.

Just like the person in front of him, he is completely like a noble son who has come out of an ancient painting.

The man they had seen in the forest earlier was simply the monkey that had been crowned by the monkey in comparison.

The other person is a strong man with an evil appearance, and he is an ugly uncle who has just left.

At this time, he was raising his hand like a knife, making a gesture of slashing in the air.

There was obviously a distance of more than ten meters from the strange young man, but the man was holding a luxurious long sword in his hand, horizontal in front of him.

Blocking the knife that does not exist in the strong man's hand.

"I can't imagine that this small world, which is not obvious and has no Yuan Qi, can produce a character like you."

This son, who is extremely graceful and luxurious in both manners and clothes, has a gentle smile on his face and a gentle and elegant voice.

Even if this invisible knife can cut the earth, it can't shake this noble figure at all.

Not even to move him.

Instead, he looked at the man who swung the knife at him with admiration.

"Hmph, I hope your skills can match your mouth."

In the inky black eyes of the Heavenly Demon Avatar, scarlet flames suddenly rose.

"Three poisonous fires? Are you a Buddhist? ”

Gui Gongzi was slightly surprised: "Look at your knife technique, although the killing intent is soaring, it implies Buddha nature, and there is the method of Buddhism's three poisons and fire refining, which is strange, full of demonic nature, but you know Buddhism Dafa, who are you?" Why don't you show your true face and let my son have a look? ”

The noble prince smiled warmly to himself, but his face suddenly changed.

Because of the black sword light that seemed to come out of the void, it changed.

Chen Yi naturally hates others pretending to be in front of him, and he has always been the only one who pretends to be.

The incarnation of the Heavenly Demon is even more demonic, where will he talk to him?

Together, they are going to behead this pretending criminal.

The pitch-black sword light is as thin as a hair, but it makes the noble son feel like a great enemy, and the situation of Lin Hao and the others is even worse.

Since the appearance of the sword light, the overwhelming terrifying killing intent seemed to immediately pull them into a terrifying world.

In that world, there was blood and death everywhere, everything in the world was crumbling and destroying, even the heavens and the earth were collapsing.

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

Just then, a peaceful voice sounded in their ears.

A ray of golden light pierced what they saw as a world that was being destroyed.

Even a second at night would have scared them to death.

The golden light shone through, dispelling the blood, dispelling the fear, and instantly returning them to the real world.

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