There was a loud "bang", and the spear that shot at the big coffin broke off the tip of the spear, rolled and fell to the grass. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 The handle of the info spear was shattered into several pieces and scattered on the ground in front of the coffin.

When the tip of the spear broke and landed, it touched the iron in the grass, and made a soft "ding" sound. The handle of the spear fell, pressing down on the thatch on the edge of the iron coffin, and a blade head was exposed, shining in the moonlight.

"The news that the sentry found out was indeed correct, and in the thatch in the open field, there were indeed many weapons hidden. Just, why are these weapons here? Feng Jiutian thought secretly.

Feng Jiutian loaded his crossbow arrows and walked towards the big iron coffin in the barren grassland.

Suddenly, on the edge of the grass he walked, there flashed a little silvery white light, like those fireflies in summer, flickering around his legs. His legs seemed to have a great attraction to the white light that drifted away. He only took a few steps, and there were more than a dozen white spots of white light floating in the grass.

These white lights, some slightly pale cyan, some slightly purple-red, fluttered in the grass with his footsteps, both elegant and slightly weird.

Feng Jiutian looked at these fluorescent lights swimming beside his legs, and his heart moved: here, there must have been a tragic fight. Because these fluttering fluorescents are transformed by human blood and horse blood over time, which is what people call ghost fire. Those slightly pale cyan fluorescence are formed by human blood over time, and those slightly lightened fluorescence are changed over time by horse blood. These fluorescents, usually attached to the grass and shrubs, like the frost of late autumn, will not be easily seen, only when people pass by, or animals pass by, these fluorescents can be startled, with the human body or animals floating. These fluorescences can only be brought up when a person or animal that can generate heat passes by. No amount of wind can blow them.

Feng Jiutian continued to walk forward. The vultures did not seem to be intimidated by his approach, but craned their long necks and stared at him, looking him up and down, as if to examine which piece of his flesh was more palatable.

"Although there have been fierce fights here, why is there no smell of decomposing corpses?" Feng Jiutian thought. As long as there is a place where the corpse has decomposed, it will permanently leave a smell, and this smell will definitely not escape the unique feeling of Feng Jiutian.

took a few steps forward, and there were more and more fluorescences around him, and there were more and more fluorescences around Feng Jiutian, and he refused to disperse.

Feng Jiutian knew that he had already been exposed, so he simply strode towards the iron coffin. But at this time, I don't know where they are hiding.

Looking at the vultures in front of him, Feng Jiutian thought to himself: These vultures, why don't they go and eat the corpses that I shot and killed? Could it be that the corpses of those closed holes, like the corpses of the corpse monkeys in the first coffin, were swept away by the mysterious rattan?

Feng Jiutian picked up the shield, re-lit the only remaining torch on his body, and then fixed the torch on the handle of the shield, and with a flick of his wrist, the shield with the light of fire spun and flew to the edge of the coffin.

Feng Jiutian saw that in the grass in front of him, there were swords everywhere, and halberds and spears were shining with cold light in the grass. This also solves the mystery of why there are no weapons left in the two coffins in front of them.

After fifty or sixty years, these weapons are still shining with cold light as they were back then, and there is no trace of time.

About five or six zhang away from the coffin, Feng Jiutian stopped. His side, already surrounded by those fluorescents, looked like a large cloud fluttering in the grass from a distance.

The body of the big coffin was already rusty, and in the light of the torches, you could clearly see the rust on the coffin of the big coffin, and the wrinkles on the old man's face extended everywhere, covering the coffin. In those rust stains, there are unknown small insects swimming from time to time, bringing a rotten vision to the coffin, which is already full of rust.

On the body of the coffin, there are countless dots floating on the surface, as if those places were originally broken and riveted with rivets, scattered and disorganized. In the middle of the coffin, there is a huge footprint. This footprint was definitely stepped on later, and there was no trace of it being cast in advance. This huge footprint added a bit of mystery to the strangeness of the coffin. On the outermost part of the coffin, two iron chains with the same stains of rust entwined the coffin from bottom to top, like two **** snakes, entangled and lingering on the coffin, adding a bit of poison to the coffin.

This large coffin, in addition to the huge size, the shape is no different from the ordinary coffin, it is also the width of the head, narrowing towards the feet, and the thick coffin lid is tightly attached to the coffin body, just like after the dead body is collected, the coffin lid is nailed with iron nails, and the moisture-proof putty seems to be integrated.

It's just that this big coffin is erected on the head and feet in the wasteland, which makes people feel unstable.

In the woods, the vultures still refused to leave, some hovering in the air, some fluttering their huge wings on the branches. There were a few more vultures, and they actually followed Feng Jiutian not far behind.

Suddenly, the iron coffin was shaking violently, and the chains on its body made a "bang" sound, like two big snakes waking up from hibernation, writhing and stiffening their bodies.

The coffin was shaking, the chains were wringing, and the ground was shaking slightly. Startled, the vultures that had been staying in the trees waved their wings and flew into the sky with their necks stretched.

"Squeak." A sound came from the top of the coffin. After a moment, "Squeak, squeak, squeak." "The voices rang out one after another." After the last sound, the coffin stopped shaking, and no more sound came out.

"The protagonist is finally going to appear." Feng Jiutian thought secretly.

On the head of the coffin erected by the large coffin, the coffin head that was supposed to be integrated with the coffin body was supposed to be one, and after a few "squeaks", the coffin lid on the head was staggered halfway to the side.

Suddenly, a vulture hovering over the coffin seemed to be pulled by a suction force in the coffin and sank into the coffin. It fluttered its huge wings desperately in horror, trying to break free from the attraction inside the coffin, but after a few desperate flicks of its wings, its body, like a leaf, slowly fell into the coffin, and after a few moments, only a huge beak was left struggling at the mouth of the coffin.

"Goo, goo." In the iron coffin, the vulture's last frightened, desperate cry was heard, and after that, no sound came out.

The vultures in the air flew in fright when they saw their companions being swallowed by the coffin.

Suddenly, the smell of rotting corpses in the forest began to spread thickly. The scattered vultures, as if they had been hooked, had just flown out a short distance when they swirled in the air and flew towards the woods.

A black tongue protrudes from the coffin. The black tongue, as sensitive as a snake's tongue, did not fork, but was round toward the tongue of a toad, but it was not flat, but it was round and stretched upward. In the moonlight, in the firelight, black slime could be seen sliding from the tip of the tongue onto the edge of the iron coffin, dripping into the grass.

"Tonight, how did I meet all such disgusting things." As soon as Feng Jiutian's words fell, the crossbow arrow in his hand shot at the tongue that was getting longer and longer three times in a row.