In the face of death, people always bring out the last bit of potential, and I took a big stride and began to sprint wildly towards the four white tents. In the past, I often watched some Anti-Japanese War movies when chatting at home, and in order to avoid stray bullets, they used to use the S-shaped route when sprinting and retreating, thinking that it made some sense, so they twisted their butts and also ran the S-shaped route.

When I hurriedly looked back, I found that Zhang Sigui was not chasing me, and my flashlight had returned to its normal brightness.

At this time, Jiazi ran over from the direction of the white tent and asked me what had happened, and I couldn't help but be angry in my heart, and blamed: "There is such a big movement outside, you are sleeping too dead, I almost returned to the west just now." ”

Jiazi said to me with a solemn face: "It's not that we slept to death, it took a lot of effort for Zhang Bailing to wake us up just now, and later we found out that we all had the same dream." ”

Dream? At this time, Fa Qiu Zhi led the three of them over, and the people in the white tent also woke up one after another, and slowly gathered around the oil lamp.

I roughly counted the number of people, Fa Qiu pointed out that there were eleven people here, Jia Zi Legs, and Ah Xiu and Zhang Sanjian who were tied, and I saw that most of the people were dazed and dazed, didn't they all have that strange dream?

I couldn't suppress the curiosity in my heart for a while, patted my leg and asked, "What kind of dream?" What are you dreaming about, say it. ”

Jiazi glanced at me with a white leg, and said angrily: "Hurry you big potato, now is not the time to tell a story." Then he said to the group, "Count how many of these coffins there are?" ”

As soon as he said that I hadn't really paid attention to the problem, I just knew that it was a group of people in rows and columns. I also participated in the ranks of several coffins, first of all, the shape of the messenger's coffin is similar to a fish, the coffin head is triangular, the middle is a round belly, and the shape of the coffin tail resembles the scissor tail of the delphinium.

There were eleven in the horizontal row and nine in the column, so that there were ninety-nine coffins, and I secretly boasted that I was smart, and immediately said, "Don't count, there are ninety-nine coffins." ”

At this time, Ah Xiu glanced at me and said, "A fool is a fool, and his eyes grow to his ass." ”

I was anxious at the moment, and I said that you used to know that dogs fight people, and now that you are tied up by five flowers, you don't forget to be stingy with me, and I want to go over to practice tutoring.

Jiazi stopped me, snorted, and said, "You can't count a big potato, how can Lao Tzu count a hundred." ”

Although Ah Xiu was tied, she couldn't help but laugh and tremble, and scolded: "Yes, fool, the old lady also counted a hundred, you can't pout your ass and count well." ”

My face flushed for a while, Zhang Baifa smiled unkindly, and said, "Brother Guo, it's okay, it's okay, the light here is obscure, and the few and a half are within the normal range." ”

I couldn't believe my eyes, I still didn't give up and counted again, and it turned out to be ninety-nine coffins, I suddenly felt a little surprised, and hurriedly asked the others.

Except for Fa Qiu Zhi who didn't speak, everyone else said that it was a hundred coffins, Zhang Baihe hooked the corners of his mouth, and it was estimated that he was laughing at me again My brain was broken, only Zhang Bailing looked at me distressedly and said, "Brother Guo, you shouldn't have rested yet, don't worry about it." ”

When she said that, I really felt like my brain was broken.

Suddenly, Fa Qiu pointed and said coldly: "How can I count ninety-nine coffins." ”

All the Zhang family members were surprised, even the Jiazi legs were wide-eyed, and the Zhang family members had an expression of doubt in their eyes, turned around and counted again, and the result was still a hundred for each other.

At this time, Zhang Sanwu, who had been silent, suddenly said: "Patriarch, I saw a hundred and one coffins!" ”

Fa Qiu Zhi stood up, and everyone felt that this matter was not so simple, and they couldn't help but be alert. Fa Qiu pointed and said, "People resting in tents, what dreams have you all had?" ”

This is a relatively young boy from the Zhang family who stepped forward and said, "Patriarch, I had a terrible dream, I dreamed that I was beating a coffin, and it was next to this black wood that I was making a coffin for a person who was charred all over. The pitch-black corpse stared into my eyes, its mouth opened and closed rapidly, and I began to hear faint voices in my ears, strange sounds, like voices from another world. I tried to run away, but my body wouldn't listen. ”

The other Zhang family members and Jia Zileg all nodded, which meant that everyone's dreams were roughly the same, and Zhang Sanjian said again: "I am in a similar situation to you, except that there is one more corpse, and that corpse is my brother Zhang Sigui, and he was pressed under the pitch-black corpse." ”

The more I felt that it was a big trouble that Zhang Sigui was not found, so I told the others to pay attention to the surroundings and not to be hurt by Zhang Sigui, who was already a puppet.

Fa Qiu pointed and said, "This thing is called 'mourning and crying'. ”

The donkey's face turned white, and he said in surprise: "What is it?" It's really dirty! ”

Fa Qiu pointed and said: "This thing was first seen in the Chu tomb of the Han Dynasty, and most of them were condensed into a kind of resentful spirit by people who had not yet died in a place where the Yin Spirit Qi was relatively heavy. It's called mourning because it sounds like crying, and whoever hears it means that it will haunt you until you die. ”

Zhang Baihe also lost her face a little, and said: "Patriarch, you mean that most of our coffins are our own!" ”

As soon as she said this, most of the people who had a coffin in one coffin looked horrified.

I looked at the past, and four of the ninety-nine coffins were opened by the fat mounds, so it is very likely that there were not so many coffins here at first, and they were all made of mourning. Damn, the more I thought about it, the more incredible it became, and I had to stop thinking about it.

Ah Xiu squeezed into the crowd, and it could be seen that she was also a little scared. I looked at Hair Hill and said, "Is there anything I can do?" ”

Faqiu pointed to the group of coffins under black pressure and said: "Mourning, also called 'black puppet', its resentful spirit is hidden in the black puppet, where there are black puppets, most of them are thousand-year-old mausoleums, and the spirit faction is looking for the ancient tomb according to this clue, which is different from the stargazing deposit of the gold school and the tomb of the earth knowledge of the Faqiu faction." ”

Ah Xiu finally couldn't help but speak: "Why are you two not cursed by that crying?" ”

Zhang Sanjian shook his head, sighed with a wry smile, and said melancholy: "The life of mourning is not as long as the two of them, and the immortal will not be cursed." ”

I suddenly had a head and two big, and my heart said that human organs and cells will fail and grow old with age, is there really such a thing as immortality, then what is the principle, I am afraid that modern science and technology are unexplainable, and if a person can really live for so long, is it really a human being? The same kind does not hurt the same kind, and if a person is really immortal, maybe he is already dead.

After thinking about it for a while, I felt that finding the black puppet was the key, so I asked Fa Qiu Zhi, "Did you find the black puppet and destroy it, and they would be fine?" ”

As soon as I said this, suddenly a piercing cry sounded in my ears, and the cry seemed to come from the two bronze doors, and I immediately shone the flashlight at the bronze door, and suddenly the flashlight turned dark green, and a black figure flashed, and then a black wind rushed over.