"Slag ......"

"Tut-tut......"

As the lid of the yellow clay coffin slowly opened, everyone present heard a sticky and greasy sound in their ears.

It was like the sound of someone holding a large mass of sticky mud and rubbing it.

It makes people feel like they are stuck in a quagmire, and no matter how much they struggle, they are surrounded by foul-smelling mud, which makes people almost suffocated, but there is nothing they can do.

Having been staring at the fortress base here, the picture in front of Liu Ding and the others suddenly turned black at this time, and he couldn't see or hear anything.

"What's going on?"

Some teachers couldn't help but speak out.

"It's the Trick Domain, it seems that we guessed correctly, the root of the ecstasy is Li Wu Village."

Liu Dingzhong's face remained unchanged.

"This weird level seems to be very high, Overseer, do you want to send someone over?" An officer asked.

Liu Dingzhong asked rhetorically: "With that Buddha here, do we still need to intervene?" ”

"Uh......"

The officer was speechless.

Indeed, what is the matter with that person here?

Now he felt a little sympathy for the weird one......

"This ...... How so? ”

In Liwu Village, Lin Hao and others also exclaimed.

In a series of sticky and uncomfortable sounds, they saw the ground beneath the yellow mud coffin suddenly begin to squirm.

The ground, which was originally solid and level, seemed to have been plowed from the bottom up by something, turning up the soil little by little.

It slowly becomes viscous, yellowish, and blue-black.

All around the yellow mud coffin, it was as if they had fallen into a sleepy sticky mud, yellow-brown, blue-black mud, and a little bit of miserable white and scarlet color mixed in, exuding bursts of foul smell.

And it is constantly spreading in all directions, little by little, inch by inch.

It seemed to be extremely slow, but in fact, it was only a blink of an eye, and it spread to them.

The yellow mud, which was as thick and foul-smelling as some kind of excrement, made several people retching incessantly with nausea.

In front of him, his stomach turned upside down.

It turned out that in the yellow-brown, blue-black mottled mud, that little bit of miserable white and scarlet, was a human skeleton, a puddle of flesh and blood, floating and surging in the wriggling mud.

"Vomit ——!"

Finally someone couldn't help it.

It turned out to be Lin Hao, the roughest-looking guy, who vomited all the overnight dinner.

He vomited, and Kong Sisi, who had been forbearing, also vomited.

The rest of the people could barely hold back, but they were smoked by the smell of the overnight meal they spit out, and the taste was ......

It's really immortal......

Even Chen Yi himself has the urge to kick these two goods away.

"Tick Tick Tick ......"

The seventh master was still playing the suona at this time, and the music became clearer and higher from the previous low, like a hundred birds singing in unison, racing to run.

In this yellow mud swamp mixed with bone and blood, it seems so contradictory and weird.

"Amitabha,"

Chen Yi didn't bother to pay attention to the two disgusting guys, whispered the Buddha horn, glanced at the old man who was playing suona, and said softly: "The phoenix is dying, the birds are mourning, the fire is reborn, the birds are congratulating, the phoenix is ascending to heaven, and the birds are coming to the ......."

"This donor's musical attainments are perfect, a song of a hundred birds and a phoenix, which makes people feel like they have seen it in person,"

After a pause, he showed a smile, and then his eyes fell on the yellow clay coffin: "It's just that your old benefactor asked him to use this song like this, but he is drying his pants under the flowers, which is really bad for the scenery." ”

“……”

Since an old sigh came from the yellow mud coffin, there has been no movement.

At this time, Chen also spoke to the yellow clay coffin, but did not get any response.

It's just that I don't know if it's because of Chen Yi's words, or because of fear of him, or for other reasons, the uncomfortable quagmire has stopped spreading, but it is still squirming and surging, and the sticky sound is still in my ears.

Chen Yi looked as usual, smiling, closing his eyes slightly, listening attentively, as if he was enjoying the music.

After a while, he said slowly: "The phoenix is dead, a hundred birds are coming, the mourning has passed, and the next thing should be to be reborn from the fire?" ”

"The phoenix is a thing, carrying the evil desires and sins of the world, collecting fragrant wood for five hundred years, bathing in fire and self-immolation, burning away the sin, burning and dispelling the karma, leaving only the best and purest in the world, so it can be reborn in the ashes, and so on, there is great merit between heaven and earth, and it is the purest and most auspicious spirit in the world,"

The smile on Chen Yi's face gradually faded, solemn and majestic, and his voice was as deep as thunder.

"The old benefactor has mutilated so many lives, and even robbed the flesh and blood of relatives, friends, neighbors, and friends, peeled off the skin and bones, forcibly detained the soul, and created such a Huangquan blood prison, hoping to recreate life and live a new life, it is really the most evil in the world, how dare you compare yourself with this auspicious Holy Spirit?"

"So far, you still want to play tricks and delay time in front of the little monk, but you think the little monk has no power to subdue demons?"

As soon as I flipped through the words, a few people next to me were confused.

What Phoenix? What rebirth? I don't understand it, but it feels amazing.

They didn't understand, but they understood.

In short, the strange thing that happened in Liwu Village, and so many villagers, seemed to have been killed by this coffin, and they died very miserably.

Not only was he skinned and torn apart, his flesh and blood turned into mud, but he didn't even let go of his soul.

"Alas......"

Finally, another voice came from the yellow mud coffin.

The same sigh.

But it was heavier than just now, and there was a hint of helplessness and sadness.

"Xiao Qi, stop, don't blow ......"

An old hoarse voice came out of the coffin, which made people feel cold.

The earth-shattering movement just now didn't make the seventh master's performance pause for half a minute, but the music stopped abruptly at this time.

"Daddy! Heh, hehe, you, you're back? Little seven, seven, yes, yes, listen to you, no, no lazy! ”

The old man who knelt beside the yellow mud coffin, motionless, with frosty hair, wrinkles like a knife on his face, and his voice was very old, but at this time, like a child, he was lying on the yellow mud coffin in surprise, saying stammering and immature words.

"Little Qi, dad is back......"

The hoarse old voice that made people feel cold, at this time, was full of love, and it seemed that there was still a trace of reluctance.

"Grandfather ......?"

On the side, Li Jiajia's eyes widened, looking at the yellow mud coffin in disbelief.

"It's ...... me"

Huang Ni Coffin actually responded to him, and said with a sigh: "Li girl, you are a good girl, it is my grandfather who is sorry for you and scares you, you can rest assured, Xiaoqi has to be taken care of by you, and grandfather will not harm you......"

Although Li Jiajia couldn't fully understand what he said, he now knew that behind all the strange things, it might be this old grandfather who had already passed away.

She is just a weak woman, and the reason why she has survived until now is probably not only because she met Lin Hao and others, but also because the mastermind behind the scenes deliberately released the water.

But when she saw the bloody bones in the yellow mud, she still couldn't accept it.

"Grandfather, but they ......"

"Needless to say...... It's just weird, their surname is Li ......"

The voice in the yellow mud coffin interrupted him, and he changed his words: "The old man has seen the holy monk, the old man has long been dead, his body is broken, he survives the world, he can't see it, and he forgets the holy monk to forgive me." ”

Chen Yi shook his head: "You are also a person who knows right and wrong, in this case, why do you want to create such a heinous bad karma?" ”

"The holy monk heard it, and the old man naturally knew everything, alas, ......"

Huang Niqi sighed again and said, "I really can't let it go......"

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