"Buzz...... Bang! ”

Seeing that the coffin board fell heavily on the ground and rolled up a piece of heavy ash, Zhao Ke was suddenly stupid, this coffin was not strong.

I took an axe and cut it, the axe was broken, and I didn't see a trace left by the coffin, how could I kick it open??

Zhao Ke squinted and glanced into the coffin, what was in the coffin?

Zhao Ke's heart began to speed up, his body crawled on the side of the coffin, held his breath, and carefully poked his head out to look into the coffin.

As his eyes gradually poked into the coffin, the scene was like an eye, but it was a red glow.

The bright red Han skirt is as thin as gauze, and you can see the slender thighs under the red skirt, which seem to be as delicate as mutton fat, and the petite and shapely little feet do not even have a trace of wrinkles, and the smooth foot surface is enough to make those foot fetishists crazy.

Not to mention those foot fetishes, even Zhao Ke couldn't help but have some thoughts when he saw these feet.

"Goo-dong!"

Zhao Ke swallowed a mouthful of spit, and continued to look up along his thighs, with a slender waist and plump and white fingers, as if from the roots, but he seemed to be holding a black box in his hand.

The moment he saw the box, a touch of golden light erupted from the golden pupil of Zhao Ke's left eye, and he saw that there seemed to be a sun in the box, dazzling, which instantly made Zhao Ke close his golden eyes.

Seeing this, Zhao Ke's heart sank, and he slowly stretched out his hand to take the box, but when his hand was halfway out, Zhao Ke squinted and saw that the woman's face was covered by a red veil.

This made Zhao Ke unable to resist the curiosity in his heart, his fingers slowly moved towards the red yarn, carefully pinching the corner of the red yarn, Zhao Ke took a deep breath.

I feel my heart pounding up, and my breathing has become slow, as if you are hiding outside the bathroom, peeping at girls taking a bath, tiptoeing, more nervous than being a thief.

Although Zhao Ke repeatedly reminded him in his heart that this was just a corpse, as the red veil was revealed, the skin that seemed to be mutton fat was still a little ruddy, which made Zhao Ke have the illusion that the female corpse in front of him seemed to be alive.

"Who is she? Why is it buried here? Is it a shaman? Or a princess? ”

The round chin, without a trace of fat, and the fair skin against the pair of bright red lips, make people look like they can't help but think about it.

Zhao Ke couldn't help but take a deep breath, licked the corners of his chapped mouth with his tongue, gritted his teeth and let go of his fingers, not daring to continue to lift up.

Closing his eyes, Zhao Ke tried his best to suppress the restless thoughts under his dantian, and mentally enlightened himself: "Red and pink dry bones, no matter how beautiful it is, it is also a corpse, the sun is shining, maybe the corpse will be black and deteriorated later." ”

Thinking about many corpses that had deteriorated in his head, Zhao Ke felt that the restlessness under his dantian gradually subsided, so he slowly opened his eyes and looked into the coffin.

I saw Zhao Ke's eyes on the coffin for a moment, and his two eyes couldn't help but widen, as if he had seen a ghost alive, what about the corpse??

The empty coffin in front of him, the female corpse that was still lying here just now, disappeared in the blink of an eye?

When he saw that there was only a roll of red silk in the coffin and the black box, Zhao Ke's face turned pale, and the cold hairs on his back stood up.

Suddenly turned around and looked behind him, and found that there was nothing behind him, and a drop of cold sweat rolled down Zhao Ke's forehead for a while.

Seeing this, Zhao Ke gritted his teeth and turned back.

There was still nothing, looking at the empty coffin, there was only the black box, seeing this, Zhao Ke's teeth tightened, he reached out and grabbed the black box, and read: "Return to ......"

It's just that the last word couldn't be chanted in his heart, Zhao Ke's expression suddenly froze on his face, and the vision in front of him began to become dull.

It is as if a second of time is infinitely extended, and it is as if I am frozen somewhere, not only the physical frame, but even the mind is frozen in this moment.

I saw a touch of red silk floating on my cheeks in front of me, and the thin white boneless fingers gently walked up Zhao Ke's spine, and the cold fingers were like solid ice, exuding a biting cold.

I saw my fingers walking up along Zhao Ke's bone joints, and when I swam to my chest, I saw that the finger was lightly clasped, and the hand was as easy as inserting cream, and the palm of the hand was grabbed on Zhao Ke's spine.

Even though his mind was frozen at this moment, Zhao Ke could clearly feel that his backbone was being grabbed by a hand, and he was pulling out of the skin little by little.

Zhao Ke can even hear the sound of the wear and tear of the bone joints of "Titicaca", and every time he pulls out a section, he can hear a "bang" cracking sound, as if it is the death knell of death, and the sound seems to be mourning for Zhao Ke.

"Whew~"

At this time, Zhao Ke's ears were slightly hot, and a faint fragrance came to his nose, and he saw another hand swimming from behind him, holding him tightly in his arms.

The bright red lips opened slightly, revealing a pair of small white tiger teeth, aiming at Zhao Ke's neck and biting down.

Zhao Ke's sluggish pupils shrank slightly, and he couldn't bring up any thoughts in his mind, but he could clearly feel that the feet of the Grim Reaper were beginning to speed up.

However, at this moment, I saw bright red blood beads flowing down Zhao Ke's neck, and they were hitting the string of Buddha beads in Zhao Ke's arms impartially.

The blood-stained Buddha beads seemed to have been stimulated by something, and a golden light erupted from the Buddha beads.

"Nan no Amitabha!"

The sound of the Buddha's horn was deafening, and I saw a Buddha light spewing out of the string of Buddha beads in Zhao Ke's arms, reflecting the Buddha's shadow in mid-air.

When the Buddha's light shone, he saw that behind Zhao Ke, a touch of red glow rolled up, the jade foot stepped lightly on the gravel, and the figure turned around, and the red veil on his face fell.

I saw the moment the red yarn fell, as if the color of the surrounding world was instantly eclipsed, a black hair sprinkled, as if the waterfall poured down, a melon seed face, round and shapely, full of oriental femininity and charm.

But it was a pair of sword eyebrows, the apricot eyes were slightly closed, and there was a little domineering heroism between the eyebrows.

"Ahh

At the same time, Zhao Ke was also freed from the freeze frame, but what was ushered in was a huge pain like a tide, and his body was weak and paralyzed on the ground.

I saw that a hole had been cracked on Zhao Ke's back, and most of the white spine had been pulled out of it and exposed to the air.

"Back to reality!"

This was the only year that Zhao Ke had left, and he almost shouted out with all his might, and suddenly Zhao Ke's body slowly began to turn into nothingness, and finally quickly disappeared into space.

"Tourists, the place we are going to today is in front, where is the newly built observation deck of Qianmiao Village, standing on it, it is the best shooting point."

The tour guide waved the small red flag in his hand, while explaining hard, while pointing to the mountains and forests behind, and said: "Everyone, pay attention, that place, we don't want to go, where it belongs to the undeveloped area, it is forbidden for tourists to enter, it will be very dangerous inside, everyone just follow me." ”

At this time, a sharp-eyed tourist was suddenly stunned, pointed to the gazebo in front of him and said, "How can there be a person on the ground?" ”

The tour guide was stunned when he heard this, and when he looked back, sure enough, he saw a figure curled up on the ground under the gazebo used for viewing the scenery on the observation deck, trembling all over.

"Everyone wait here, don't walk around!"

Seeing this, the tour guide's face changed, and he didn't dare to let the tourists approach, but walked forward quickly by himself to take a look.

An emaciated young man on the ground, who looked to be twenty-four or five, curled up, his eyes always closed, fell to the ground, his whole body trembling uncontrollably.

"Is it epilepsy?"

The tour guide's expression was suddenly difficult to look at, and when he quickly took out his mobile phone and was about to call the police, he subconsciously swept over the young man's face, and the tour guide's eyes suddenly sank, only to see that the young man's face was pale and scary, and a pair of pupils flashed with a blue light.

After staring at Zhao Ke with dull eyes for a while, the tour guide saw her hang up her phone numbly, as if she had lost her soul, and stood up and walked back to the tour group not far away.

"How's it going?" Someone stepped forward and asked with concern.

The tour guide was stunned for a moment, and then said with a puzzled face: "What? What's going on? “

The next group of tourists couldn't help but glance at each other, and when someone pointed to the pavilion and was about to speak, they couldn't help but stare at each other and exclaimed: "Huh?? What about that person?? ”