Chapter 270: Bronze Coffin

The little stinky fart was tired of playing with glutinous rice dumplings, and they went back to sleep in the food trick card on my chest. Lao Bi also lay on his back on the small bed, and after a while, he began to snoring and talking in his sleep.

The snoring of the fat bird and the grinding of the fat man's teeth came and went, so that I couldn't play the game on my phone, so I felt my eyelids sink and simply leaned on the back of the sofa and closed my eyes.

As soon as I closed my eyes, I felt that something was wrong......

At the moment, I was sitting on the sofa in the living room, directly opposite a small mini TV, which was turned off and the screen was pitch black.

But when I closed my eyes, it was like a beating flame appeared in front of me, and it was constantly writhing viciously, giving people the feeling that I wanted to get out of some constraint and struggle......

When I opened my eyes, there was still a small TV turned off in front of me, and there was nothing else.

Alas...... I couldn't help but sigh, it seems that I still haven't rested. Flying and socializing for two or three days in a row is indeed quite tiring.

Anyway, as long as there is wind and grass, it will definitely wake us up, and when I think of this, I don't bother to think about it so much, close my eyes and make up for sleep.

Cold, surprisingly cold.

I shuddered, and when I opened my eyes again, it was pitch black.

In my impression, not only the lights are on in the living room, but even the lights in the two bedrooms, the kitchen, and the bathroom here have been turned on by me. Is there a power outage? I'm a little confused.

As my eyes adjusted to the darkness around me, I realized that this was not the living room I had been in at all, but rather some unknown cave.

It was very damp, and my ears seemed to hear the sound of water, which came from far away, and was a little faint.

I pricked up my ears and listened, this sound did not seem to be running water, but the sound of dripping water falling to the ground, and there was a layer of gas everywhere, tightly surrounding me, and the cold continued to spread.

I rubbed my hands together and waved my arms forward like a blind man, groping around cautiously.

Soon, I felt the wet walls around me. They are supposed to be made of stone, and these stones are polished to a great extent, but there is a hint of toughness and roughness in the brilliance, like the traces of time.

Don't...... It's a well?!

I don't know why I had such an inexplicable idea.

If this is a well, then why is there no water in it? Even if it is a dry well, but when you look up, the top of your head is black and pressed, where is the wellhead?

Even more puzzling is, how did I end up here? If memory serves, I should have been lying on the couch!

By the way, I'm definitely dreaming!

Ninety-nine percent of people can't feel like they're in a dream when they're dreaming. They see the unreal as real, but when that pattern is broken, things get even weirder, like how I feel at the moment.

A faint light seemed to suddenly ripple from the far distance in front of me, fluttering blue and green entangled together, like a strange fire in the darkness, and I couldn't help but walk towards it.

The road under my feet was potholed, and I couldn't see my fingers around, and it was strange that in this boundless darkness, I was able to keep my balance and not trip.

I don't know why I'm heading towards that treacherous fire, I don't know what it is, it doesn't look friendly, it's dangerous. I wanted to stop, my head was thinking, but my body wasn't listening to commands.

I don't know how long I walked, but I finally got closer and closer to the ghostly light. I saw that the glowing thing was rectangular in shape, and it turned out to be a huge coffin!

The coffin is more than three meters long and more than one meter high, and it seems to be cast in bronze, with strange patterns carved on it, like the bronze tripod I often see on TV.

The blue and green flames were surging in the coffin, they seemed to have life, and they were writhing viciously, giving people the feeling of being trapped in some kind of bondage, trying to break free......

With the surging of fire in the bronze coffin, my steps quickened, and finally I came to the front of the coffin. In my ears, I heard a clear rustle.

The sound was like sharp nails scratching and rubbing against some kind of iron object, making a heart-palpitating noise, and it was like an auditory hallucination, but it was clearly coming from the huge bronze coffin in front of him!

In this coffin...... Someone!

A great fear enveloped me like a tidal wave. This fear comes from instinct.

The coffin is the house of the dead.

At this moment, I was not afraid of what was trapped in the coffin, but I didn't know how to get it, and suddenly I remembered what Master had told me countless times about my bizarre life story of being born from a coffin......

When I was a baby, what would I feel when I was trapped in a coffin?

As if to match my mood, the rustle of the nails scratching at the iron stopped, and they soon turned into a violent knocking sound, like a thunderbolt, so strong that the body of the huge bronze coffin trembled and buzzed.

My head was buzzing as well, and the sound was like a sledgehammer hitting me in the heart. In the midst of this chaos, there seemed to be a strange roar that was whistling in my ears, becoming clearer and clearer......

With a "bang", the huge coffin lid was shaken open in an instant, and a whirlwind swept through my hair and flew out.

As the blue and green fire erupted from the coffin, two dry arms slowly stretched out from it, and a strange and twisted human figure was slowly crawling out of the bronze coffin......

From a very close distance, I could see it very clearly. This is a woman, a woman who exudes the smell of decay.

The reason why I say she is a woman is because the man has long hair with a shawl on his head, even though it looks mottled at the moment, as if someone had poured a bucket of oil, and Shi Shi hung down and blocked her face.

Her body was also filled with layers of grease, her posture was strange, her skin and muscles seemed to be shattered, and she stretched out her hands towards me with difficulty, and the bone knot crackled as she pressed my shoulder.

She whimpered in her throat, as if she was in great pain, and when she opened her mouth, a burst of rotten stench came over me, and I almost fainted.

Her features were stiff, bloodless, and tinged with an indescribable paleness. The whole face was almost thin and peeled, as if a layer of skin had been put on a skeleton. The mouth is like a black hole, the gums have long since rotted, and there is not a single tooth on it.

Her voice was piercing, as if her vocal cords had been cut off, and she kept yelling at me, "Help me...... Help me......"

My head exploded with a bang!

One of this woman's faces was almost touching the tip of my nose, but her shoulders were held down by her, and she couldn't move.

Her sharp fingers pierced my skin, sending a sharp pain, and the despair on that face was so direct and intense that it sent chills down my spine......