Everyone in front of the coffin showed frightened faces, and no one would believe that the person lying in the black wooden coffin was the ghost uncle who had just disappeared.

At this time, I had to believe in the power of ghosts and gods, and the sarcophagus coffin was sealed intact. There is such a thick iron chain on the outside, but how did Uncle Ghost's body get into the coffin inside this sarcophagus.

None of the people present could believe their eyes, "This can't be true." Lao Li said with an incredible face.

Huzi's mouth opened wide, and his legs began to shake obviously. Some things are not impossible, but they are willing to appear in your sight, and many people do not believe in me as a ghostist, but in fact, there are some things that you have to believe.

For example, what we see in front of our eyes, science, physics, etc., cannot be explained.

As for how Uncle Ghost got into this wooden coffin, I don't think anyone can explain it at all, but I seem to have thought of a possibility. My grandfather once told me that unclean things often use magic to confuse people's eyes and make people hallucinate. Thinking of this, I suddenly felt that in this tomb, all we saw and heard were bad hallucinations, but Uncle Zhao's words denied my thoughts.

Uncle Zhao, who was standing in front of the coffin, stared at the ghost uncle lying in the wooden coffin and said, "It's not good! It may be a resurrection of a corpse. ”

Before I could figure out what it meant to resurrect a corpse, I suddenly heard a long sigh in my ears. This voice was very unfamiliar, it was made by the four of us, I quickly stood up and looked into the wooden coffin, and suddenly found that the ghost uncle's chest in the wooden coffin was rising and falling.

I didn't know the danger at this moment, and pointed to Uncle Ghost's chest and said, "Uncle Zhao, you see that Uncle Ghost doesn't seem to be dead yet." ”

"Run!" Uncle Ghost suddenly shouted.

I didn't know what the situation was now, Uncle Ghost's voice was almost broken, and I knew that something big was going to happen. I ran to the next tomb, and Li Wen and Lao Li followed closely behind me.

"Give me back! Give me back! Behind me, a creepy sigh poured into my ears.

"Don't look back, run!" Uncle Zhao's voice also came from behind us.

It dawned on me that we were going to run where we were going. The stone door in front of us can no longer be opened, we have run for a while, and we have run for a lifetime, I don't want to be a turtle in an urn, I would rather be a scorpion in an urn, and fight to the death with the enemy.

"Run! The front door has been sealed. I shouted at Li Wen and Lao Li.

"So what are we going to do?" Li Wen asked with a panicked expression.

Lao Li grinned and said, "You have to die horizontally and vertically, Lao Tzu just can't die like this." After speaking, Lao Li held the dagger tightly, turned around and ran towards the main tomb.

I looked at each other, and the two of them said in unison, "Go!" Afraid of a ball! ”

When the two of us rushed back to the main burial chamber, under the light of the flashlight, there was already a scuffle in front of us. The dead Uncle Ghost, Uncle Zhao, Pei, and the three of them have already scuffled together. Li Wen and I clenched our pistols and aimed at the three people in front of us, aiming back and forth, but we couldn't pull the trigger in our hands.

Uncle Ghost doesn't know if it's a person or a ghost now, and the knife in Uncle Zhao's hand could have cut his throat several times, but he just couldn't do it. But Uncle Ghost's fist smashed into Uncle Zhao's body like an eyeless sledgehammer. Uncle Zhao, who had only been punched a few times, seemed to be seriously injured, blood kept flowing out of the corners of his mouth, and his body was obviously extremely weak.

"Uncle Zhao, don't be soft-hearted, he's not a ghost uncle anymore." I shouted at Uncle Zhao. The ghost uncle in front of him obviously has a problem, although the ghost uncle is still quite strong, but after all, he is old, and his physical fitness should decline in all aspects.

And the ghost uncle in front of him, like a young man in the twenty years, can smash the floor into several pieces with one punch, which is what an old man over the age of sixteen can do.

After Uncle Zhao listened to what I said, he still couldn't make a move, and watched this punch smash into him again and again, but he still didn't make a fatal attack on him except for dodging.

Lao Li saw that the situation was wrong, just as Uncle Ghost's iron fist smashed into Uncle Zhao's abdomen, who was already out of balance and couldn't dodge. Lao Li rushed up to Uncle Ghost's back, and when he saw that the tip of the dagger was about to hit Uncle Ghost's head, Uncle Ghost turned around in an instant.

Two blood-colored red eyes glared fiercely at Lao Li who rushed behind him, Lao Li saw this pair of terrifying eyes, and a soft dagger in his hand fell directly to the ground. And Uncle Ghost, after a long roar from the sky, smashed a fierce punch into Lao Li's head. Lao Li flew a few meters away directly, and after falling to the ground, his legs twitched a few times before he fainted.

Although this shocking punch didn't hit me, I felt like I was being hit by a sledgehammer. This is definitely not the strength that humans can achieve, Uncle Ghost is thinner with him, but he knows his physical fitness, and he is definitely not the master who can be smashed by someone with a punch, seeing this, my hand holding the gun began to tremble.

"Uncle Zhao, get out of the way!" Huzi shouted, and the gunshots rang out in response, "Horn!" Trumpet! Trumpet! ”

I could clearly see that the bullet was fired into Uncle Ghost's head, and blood spurted out directly. I was about to boast about the level of these shots, but before I could say anything, I swallowed back, and the bullet shot through Uncle Ghost's head. However, the ghost uncle in front of us was already standing firmly in front of us with his feet, facing us, staring at me and Huzi with his vicious red eyes.

Huzi and I were frightened and retreated, knowing very well that this time Uncle Ghost should be ruthless to the two of us. The panic has completely deprived us of our ability to resist, just as if a man had used one of his most confident killer skills without causing damage to his opponent, I think he would have lost all of his fighting abilities.

Seeing the ghost uncle in front of him, he approached us step by step with heavy steps. My legs and feet don't listen to me anymore, and all I can do now is uselessly pull the trigger of this meaningless shell gun in my hand.

"Horn! Trumpet! Trumpet! All the bullets were fired into Uncle Ghost's body, and bright red blood kept flowing out along the bullet holes. But Uncle Ghost continued to approach us step by step as if he had not been harmed in the slightest.

I knocked the bullets off the ground, and I couldn't load one into the gun, and my hands were shaking and I couldn't find a place to load them.

"Whoa,...." With a cry that could break people's courage, Uncle Ghost stretched out his hands and rushed towards us.

In a panic, Huzi and I didn't know how to deal with this oncoming ghost uncle, and we were in a hurry. I wanted to pull out the dagger hanging from my waist in my hand, but my trembling hand couldn't even grasp the handle of the dagger.

The ghost uncle in front of me waved a heavy fist and beckoned to my head, and my heart twitched, thinking that this must be a catastrophe.