Old Monster Qin!

I didn't expect that inside this coffin was actually Qin Lao Wei!

Zhang Han saw that my face was ugly, and hurriedly lowered his voice and asked, "Do you know this person?" ”

I nodded, and tested Old Monster Qin's breath with my hand, feeling that Old Monster Qin was no longer breathing, like a corpse.

I couldn't help but close the coffin and whispered, "Now I can be sure that this is that mysterious place!" ”

"Are you sure?" Zhang Han was flustered.

I nodded and said, "Sure, when I met Qin Laowei, Qin Laowei told me that he was going to that mysterious place, and now it seems that there is nothing wrong, this place is definitely what they say, that mysterious place!" ”

Zhang Han's hands were also a little trembling, he raised his head to take a look, and said through gritted teeth: "Since this is that mysterious place, then Chen Donghe and they must be here, and even Chu Jiang and Zhang Linen must be here!" ”

I took a deep breath, "I'll bury Old Monster Qin first, let's discuss it again!" ”

Several people nodded their heads and dragged the coffin out of the pool and towards the col.

This place is covered with snow, and there is a thick layer of permafrost, and it does take a lot of strength for us to bury Old Monster Qin. Fortunately, I carried a lot of tools with me, and with a lot of strength, I dug out the frozen soil in half an hour and sent Qin Laowei's coffin into the soil.

By the time we got back to the tent, it was already getting dark.

The four of us, around the fire, all looked bad.

"Do you want to keep going in now?" Zhang Han asked.

I pondered for a moment, raised my head, stared at the other three, and said, "You go back, I'll go in alone!" ”

"How does this work?" Zhang Han was stunned for a moment.

Cui Yingying's face turned pale, and she said with a crying voice: "Brother Yang Sheng, I will never leave!" ”

I said, "The situation here is so special, no one can say what will happen, if I go in alone, maybe it will be safer!" ”

"You go in alone, what's going on?" Zhang Han stared at me angrily.

I was stunned for a moment, and there was some warmth in my heart.

"Everyone goes in together, and there is a response, you go in alone, I'm afraid that something will happen tonight!" Zhang Han retorted, stood up, and began to pack the tent.

I glanced into the distance, gritted my teeth and stood up, wrapped the sheepskin jacket around my body, and then carried Cui Yingying on the horse.

I didn't expect that at this point, Zhang Han would be able to make such a move, which is really moving. But I know that if we really encounter danger, I'm afraid that the four of us will have to be extra careful.

The weather in the Valley of Death is still gray, and although there is no snow falling today, it is still a little cold.

The four of us walked all the way to the depths of the valley of death, and along the way we came across many pools, the water in these pools, clear as a mirror, but gave people a cold feeling.

"It's so cold, but the water in these pools hasn't condensed into ice, isn't it too weird?" When it was approaching evening, Zhang Han pointed to the pool in front of him and said softly.

I frowned and whispered, "This is the Valley of Death after all, and no matter how weird things happen, I won't find it strange!" ”

Zhang Han nodded, and also sighed, "Tonight, don't go near the pool, if you can, don't sleep tonight, it's best to stay awake the whole time!" ”

I nodded and agreed, Zhang Han was right, if I fell asleep again tonight, I couldn't believe what would happen.

After setting up the tent, several people shrank into the tent, and their faces were much stranger.

Zhang Han sketched a few lines on the ground, and then said: "From the perspective of the satellite map, we have already walked half the distance of the Valley of Death, and if we walk a day or two further, we will probably reach the deepest part of the Valley of Death......"

I looked at these lines, and there were some waves in my heart, and now I have walked half the way, but there are still no clues, which shows that the people of Sanwangzhai may be deeper in the valley of death.

"In two days, we must leave, otherwise we will not even have anything to eat, and the horses will not be able to withstand the long trek......" Zhang Han looked at me.

My heart sank, but I nodded gently.

"Also, be careful tonight!" Zhang Han persuaded again.

I still nodded, but there was some complexity in my heart, I couldn't tell what it was like, as if I was looking forward to it, and I was a little afraid, looking forward to seeing my little aunt, and the fear was because of the unknown of this valley of death.

The four of them fell silent, only the wind and snow outside the tent were still whistling, as if they were about to tear the tent.

This night, not only did I not sleep, but the rest of the people did not close their eyes, and everyone stared at me with a strange look.

When the song sounded again, Cui Yingying's body shook, and her little hand immediately pressed my wrist, looking at me with a worried face.

I took a deep breath and motioned for a few people to calm down, this time without losing consciousness, much to everyone's relief.

I raised my hand and listened carefully to the ballad.

The sound of this ballad seemed to be much clearer than the previous few days, and it was also much more desolate, like a ghost crying, which made my scalp tingle.

I immediately sensed the Netherworld Prison Knife, and the blade was full of ghosts, as if it would break away from the blade and fly into the distance in the next moment.

"No, why is this sound so close?" Zhang Han was the first to react.

I felt a chill in my heart, and I stood up suddenly, my face a little cloudy, and the song seemed to be outside the tent, singing softly to our tent.

I rolled up the curtain of the tent with one hand, and the Nethertown Prison Knife slashed out, and when I saw the situation outside, my face suddenly turned pale.

Outside the tent stood a man with a blue face and cloudy eyes, looking straight at me, with a strange smile on the corner of his mouth, and singing in his voice: "Little boat, shake and shake......"

Old Monster Qin!

My scalp exploded, I definitely didn't expect it to be Qin Lao Wei!

Zhang Han and the others rushed out of the tent and looked at this scene, all with colorless faces.

Old Qin was buried just this morning, how could he run out? And with a song in his mouth? The singing voice was like a poignant woman, and her voice was not Qin Laowei's at all.

Yang Sheng...... What's going on? Zhang Han was stunned.

Cui Yingying hurriedly took out three paper talismans from her bag, and then pasted them out in an instant, three paper talismans seemed to have eyes, one was posted on the door of her head, and the other two were posted on the shoulders on both sides.

Old Monster Qin's mouth was closed, the singing seemed to stop, I stepped forward, grabbed Old Monster Qin's wrist, lifted him up, and swept my eyes towards him, not finding the slightest hint of sinister aura.

Yang Sheng...... Isn't this a corpse? Zhang Mo opened his mouth, his face pale.

I took a deep breath, reached into the tent with one hand, took out two ropes, and tied up Old Monster Qin with ropes, which opened up a distance.

Old Qin's eyes were very strange, staring at me directly, as if he wouldn't turn.

The cold wind whistled in mid-air, like a hundred ghosts crying at night.

"Yang Sheng, ...... over there" Zhang Mo pointed to the distance and shouted in fear.

I looked in that direction, but I didn't see anything.

Zhang Mo stomped his feet and said loudly: "The pool over there, something has come out again!" ”

"Really?" I was shocked, shook off a few people, and ran in that direction.

At night, we had tried to stay as far away from the pool as possible, because last night everyone was afraid that I would lose consciousness and go into the pool involuntarily.

It's just that no one expected that it was so far away from the pool, and something happened in the direction of the pool.

After running for hundreds of meters, I saw a small pool, and in the center of the pool, there was a pitch-black coffin floating. This pitch-black coffin is exactly the same as Qin Laowei's, with white patterns on it.

Zhang Mo and Zhang Han chased after them, and even Cui Yingying was lying on Zhang Mo's back, and several people stared at the coffin in the pool, and the soles of their feet were cold.

"Fishing?" Zhang Han's voice was already obviously trembling.

Gritting my teeth, I took the rope from my bosom and walked towards the coffin in the distance.

When the coffin was pulled towards the shore, everyone held their breath, all of them pale, and there was an indescribable nervousness.

I glanced back at the other three, grabbed the coffin with one hand, and then jerked it upward.

With a creak, the lid of the coffin had been pulled open by me, and when I saw the person in the coffin, my whole body trembled.

Old Ninth Master!

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