The big tree was so anxious that he shouted, "Big brother, I'll come over and cut off that thing's hand with a knife!" ”

Qin Xianglin had completely calmed down at this time, "Big tree, you're over there, I have a way!" ”

Qin Xianglin looked back at Hu Bing and said, "Did you bring gasoline?" ”

Before going up the mountain, considering the need to use fire, Qin Xianglin arranged for Hu Bing to bring gasoline.

"Bring it!" Hu Bing hurriedly took out a bottle from his body and handed it to Qin Xianglin.

Qin Xianglin took it, bit the lid with his mouth, unscrewed the cap, and then, looking at the corpse, spit out the lid, and said coldly: "Brother, the belated cremation, you can taste it!" ”

While speaking, Qin Xianglin carried the gasoline bottle and poured it directly on the corpse's head. Then, Hu Bing prepared the lighter and handed it to Qin Xianglin.

The windbreak flare was thrown down and landed on the corpse's head. Suddenly, there was a flame at Qin Xianglin's feet.

However, he soon realized another problem: the flames were too close to Qin Xianglin, and if they burned like this, the body would be cremated, and Qin Xianglin would also be scorched.

Qin Xianglin struggled hard, but his foot was still tightly grasped by that arm.

The flames were getting bigger and bigger, and Qin Xianglin could already feel the burning pain in his feet.

Qin Xianglin was still struggling, but the corpse had a sense of fighting to the death.

Qin Xianglin gritted his teeth and suddenly exerted force, and with a "click", he actually brought out a whole arm.

When everyone present saw this, they were all frightened and secretly cried out that it was dangerous.

Qin Xianglin grabbed the branch, slowly breathed a sigh of relief, and then climbed up the branch and asked Hu Bing to break off the arm that was still grabbing Qin Xianglin's foot and neck.

Almost like a steel bar, Hu Bing twisted the arm off and threw it on the corpse.

Gasoline burned corpses, and a scorching smell came through the air.

Qin Xianglin leaned against the trunk of the tree, gasping for breath, and when he rolled up his trouser legs, he saw that the calf was already a fiery red, which was roasted red.

"Brother barbarian, well done! Brother, I'm completely convinced of you! Yang Gao stood across the road and shouted at Qin Xianglin, with admiration in his tone.

Qin Xianglin just nodded slightly, looked down at the still burning corpse with a calm expression, and then raised his head to look into the distance.

When I looked up, I immediately saw a burst of white mist rushing down from the top of the mountain like an avalanche, and at this moment it was halfway up the mountain.

"Not good! We've got to get over there! Qin Xianglin pointed at the white mist and shouted loudly, Hu Bing stood up, and also saw the white mist, and he quickly walked in the direction of the rope.

The people on the road also looked outside, but behind them were dense trees, and they couldn't see the white mist coming down from the top of the mountain.

Qin Xianglin waited on the side, watching Hu Bing move over little by little, and after arriving at the opposite side of the road safely, Qin Xianglin got on the rope, like a monkey, and crawled towards the opposite side little by little.

Just when Qin Xianglin was crawling, the wind raged all around, sweeping the white mist, and the visibility was less than a meter in an instant, and there was a vast area all around.

"Whoa!"

The wind swept and swept the branches of the trees around. The rope was also shaking violently, and Qin Xianglin was hung on a rope like a fish, swaying from side to side above the gutter between the road and the trees.

"Big brother, come here!" The tree let out a roar.

"Good!" Qin Xianglin replied, exerted his wrist, and quickly moved forward.

Seven or eight times in this way, the end of the rope that hooked the big tree immediately lost its gravity, and Qin Xianglin's whole person began to fall......

"Big Brother ......" lost gravity, and the big tree sat on the ground with a butt and let out an exclamation.

There was a white fog all around, almost to the point where you couldn't see your fingers.

When the Yang family heard the big tree shouting like this, they were immediately taken aback, and because of the fog, they couldn't see the situation, and guessed in their hearts that the rope was broken, and Qin Xianglin had an accident, so they couldn't help but feel sad in their hearts, and shouted in unison: "Brother barbarian......"

At this moment, with a snort, Qin Xianglin stepped on the ground with strong legs, and then said loudly in the fog: "Brothers, I'm fine!" ”

In an instant, everyone was so excited that they almost burst into tears.

Qin Xianglin was fine, everyone seemed to have seen the cornerstone of victory.

In fact, when the rope was broken, Qin Xianglin had already arrived at the side of the road, but because of the fog, Qin Xianglin and everyone couldn't see the situation clearly.

And, before Qin Xianglin fell, he took a step forward, and this step had already stepped firmly on the ground, and then with this support, Qin Xianglin had already jumped up.

There is no danger.

Qin Xianglin followed the sound of the big tree and walked over, and when the two were almost about to meet, they saw each other clearly.

When Dashu saw Qin Xianglin again, he couldn't help but shout excitedly: "Big brother!" ”

Qin Xianglin also knew Da Shu's mood, raised his hand and patted Da Shu's shoulder, and said, "Light the torch!" ”

The torches were prepared by everyone before they went up the mountain, and the faint light of the torches immediately gathered everyone together.

Everyone gathered together, standing and not daring to move, as if looking for a few lambs lost in the dark night in the snowstorm.

"Uh......h Ahhhh......h

An incomparably resentful voice came, revealing an incomparably desolate voice in the voice.

Then a white shadow suddenly flashed in front of everyone and disappeared.

"That'...... What is it? Yang Gao asked with a trembling voice.

In Yang Gao's eyes, as long as it is a person, no matter how powerful a person is, Yang Gao will not be afraid. However, as long as he is not human, no matter how weak he is, Yang Gao will tremble with fear.

Before that, Yang Gao had never believed that those things beyond nature existed, but just now he saw the sudden resurrection of the corpse, which made Yang Gao have to believe that some of the stories he had heard were similar to legends, which might be real!

Qin Xianglin didn't speak, just looked around vigilantly, the white shadow that had just passed, Qin Xianglin also saw it, it was just a white shadow.

"Huh!" Another white shadow passed. Everyone present immediately became frightened.

"So, what's it that you got up?" Yang Gao's voice trembled more and more.

"Hehe......" Then came the sound of overlapping laughter in the white mist.

I couldn't tell if it was a man or a woman, it was just a voice, but it kept overlapping, like a hundred, a thousand people laughing.

Then, in the white mist, a group of people dressed in white clothes and wearing linen and filial piety began to appear.

The two leading people were scattering the white paper, and the snow-white coins were flying all over the sky.

Behind him was a man who had been sent, wearing a hat with sharp corners and white cloth, with his head bowed and his expression sad.

And behind these people, there were eight people carrying a black wooden coffin......

There were about twenty people in the group, and they walked towards Qin Xianglin and the others.

At this time, even Yang Yuntian, who was usually old and deep, couldn't hold his breath, he leaned in towards Qin Xianglin and asked in a low voice:

"Brother Barbarian, what's going on?"

Although Yang Yuntian tried his best to keep his tone smooth, Qin Xianglin could still hear the trembling in Yang Yuntian's heart.

This is normal. Any normal person who suddenly encounters a white mist in the middle of the mountain, and then sees a group of funeral processions, will be afraid.

If he hadn't experienced everything last night, Qin Xianglin would definitely be at a loss for fear at this moment.

"It's all an illusion!" Qin Xianglin said in a deep voice. Then, he increased the decibel level and said, "All you see is an illusion!" Close your eyes, and don't open your eyes without my command, no matter what you hear or feel! ”

When everyone heard Qin Xianglin say this, they immediately closed their eyes.

Qin Xianglin was carrying the black wooden box, the dojo of the master Zixia Daoren, and at this moment, Qin Xianglin's left hand was already on top of the black wooden box, ready to deal with emergencies.

The white-clothed procession of the funeral had already walked to a distance of about ten meters from Qin Xianglin.

At this time, Qin Xianglin could already see the expressions and movements of the mourners, their eyebrows and eyes.

It's unexpected.

Qin Xianglin was stunned in his heart, the funeral procession had already arrived in front of Qin Xianglin.

The two people who took the lead in throwing paper money were two very ugly-looking old men.

Qin Xianglin was just in a daze, and the two old men had already walked in front of Qin Xianglin.

Qin Xianglin raised his head suddenly, and saw an old man almost face to face with Qin Xianglin.

Qin Xianglin was taken aback, and felt that a black wooden coffin was covered.

Suddenly, Qin Xianglin only felt that the sky was spinning, and there was darkness all around, as if in a very small space.

Qin Xianglin stretched out his hand to pat it, and he touched something like firewood.

Not only that, Qin Xianglin felt like he was lying down, as if he was moving.

The surrounding space was limited, moving, still shaking from time to time, and the sound of crying and crying came from outside.

Qin Xianglin suddenly realized a very terrible situation: at this moment, Qin Xianglin was not elsewhere, but in the coffin.

"Isn't this an illusion?" Qin Xianglin couldn't help but ask.

But in this small space, there is no one to answer this question.

The white-clothed funeral procession was getting faster and farther, and Qin Xianglin began to be dizzy from the bumps.

Qin Xianglin pounded the four walls of the coffin vigorously, feeling firm, stiff, and then suffocating.

In a coffin, in a confined space, the oxygen content is extremely low.

Qin Xianglin was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, and he remembered that there was still a black wooden box hanging on his body, which was the dojo of Master Zixia Daoren, and there were all kinds of magic weapons in it, if he took out one or two, he might be able to save his life!

So, Qin Xianglin reached over and touched the black box.

Thankfully, the black box is still there!

However, when Qin Xianglin reached out to take the things inside, something strange happened......