Without the drag of others, the speed at which the candle dragon and I traveled can be described as flying. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Soon we reached the end of the passage, but unexpectedly the stone door was open.

When he came out of the hole, he saw the body of the wizard lying sideways, already in a different place, and the human skin drum and drumstick were thrown aside.

I flipped through its body and saw that the wizard was clutching something in his hand.

What is so important that you still hold on to your head when you move?

Curious, I walked over and snapped my fingers to see that it was a small bronze hexagonal bell.

I picked up the bell and looked at it, but I didn't see anything special except for the fine workmanship, except that it was stuffed with cotton.

Why stuff cotton? Is it because you are afraid to make a sound? But isn't the mission of the bell to make a sound?

I know that in Feng Shui, it is believed that the copper bell has the best effect on the five yellow evils, and its effect on warding off evil spirits, subduing demons, protecting the house, and blessings is also very great, and monks and Taoists often use copper bells as a magic weapon to conjure spirits and drive away evil spirits, but I have never seen the bell blocked to prevent sound.

Is there something special about its sound? Did the wizard plan to use the brass bell to fight back and not have time to remove the cotton inside?

If this is the case, this bell is not ordinary, and it is absolutely very important to hold it in your hand until you die.

I clutched the bell in my hand and looked around.

The whole altar was the same as when I left, except that the oil scattered on the ground had been burned and extinguished. The door of the coffin was still open, beckoning people to go inside and find out.

I teleported into the coffin and was surprised to find that the huge coffin lid had been closed again.

Could it be that the human skin has been resurrected?

I was stunned, and I didn't know what to do when I looked at the lid of the coffin.

The candle dragon followed, swam around the sarcophagus, stopped beside me, and looked up at the lid of the coffin.

The candle dragon looked at it for a moment, and suddenly climbed up against the wall of the coffin. When you get to the lid of the coffin, you turn sideways and push the lid to the side.

The lid of the coffin slammed to the ground again, causing sparks to splash and break in two.

The candle dragon did not hesitate and meandered in. I hurriedly jumped on the edge of the coffin and looked inside.

I saw that the clear space was pale, described as withered, and put his hands in front of his abdomen, lying in the coffin, no longer breathing.

I felt a pang in my heart, and I almost planted it headfirst down.

The candle dragon rolled up the clearance with its tail and took it out of the sarcophagus and crawled outward. I stumbled out of the coffin.

The candle dragon placed the clearance on the ground and looked back at me. And my eyes were straight, and I couldn't take my eyes off the clear body.

It was only after a long time that I walked over tremblingly, trembling and putting my fingers on his wrists, trying to make a final confirmation.

I can't believe that this person who has been taking care of me everywhere like a big brother, saying that he wants to protect me and will not leave me, just left.

However, the cold touch on my wrist told me not to be delusional, this person has indeed left me.

What kind of heartless person did a good thing?

I knelt on the ground, silently wept, and scolded angrily in my heart: "Don't let me catch you, otherwise you will look good!"

The candle dragon obediently stayed aside, silent, and didn't even spit out the letter.

This silent friend gave me the greatest comfort at this moment, and made me feel that I was not alone.

Although I was sad, my mind was very clear at this time.

What's going on now?

The zombies were brutalized, the wizard was torn off his neck when he arrived at the altar, the clearance was placed in a sarcophagus and covered with a lid, and only Yaochen was gone.

Why is that? Who did this to you? Yaochen? From what I know of her, she doesn't have this ability, but she doesn't seem to be able to find anyone else except her, unless there is a third-party force involved, otherwise, she is the number one suspect.

The image of Yaochen sucking my blood came to my mind again, and the situation was very terrifying, her whole body spasmed, and even her face was distorted.

Could it be that my blood caused Yaochen to mutate?

Let's say my blood is different, yes, it seems like this, I haven't been bitten by mosquitoes since I was a child......

I shook my head and pulled my brain back, concentrating on psychoanalysis.

I checked Yaochen's pulse at the time, and her pulse was undoubtedly dead, but after sucking my blood, it was immediately wrong. In retrospect, I seem to have heard the sound of her blood swelling.

But what does that mean?

Was my blood the one who saved her life?

Is she a demon because she can't harness my blood?

But I remember that the candle dragon made her faint, and I don't know how long it took from fainting to waking up, she probably woke up before me, and after waking up, she took zombies to open meat because she was hungry, and the clear space will definitely not eat dead human flesh, so the clear space is starving to death?

Yaochen was anxious to save the clear space, so he woke up the wizard and asked him to lead the way to the altar. The wizard tried to resist, but she grabbed her head. Then she placed the clearance in the sarcophagus and closed the lid.

In other words, does she believe in the sorcerer's claim that people can be resurrected in the sarcophagus?

I feel like I've been struck in the face, but am I the one who started it all?

No, no, something must be wrong.

Could it be that a part of her consciousness had fused with her when the human skin of the silkworm bush wrapped around her, and my blood became the greatest help, turning her into a mad demon? Otherwise, according to Yaochen's temperament, she wouldn't eat dead things, and she said that she was a fox who was only out of low-level taste.

In this case, to put the empty space in the coffin is not to save him, but to sacrifice him.

But the crows have been chopped to pieces by me and eaten by the zombies, and no one needs to sacrifice them?

My head is about to turn into a pulp, one head and two big.

What the hell is going on?!

It seems that the top priority is to find Yaochen.

can cover such a heavy coffin lid tightly, and tear off the wizard's neck, the little hooves are long! This damn woman won't run outside to hurt people, will she?

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel anxious, and suddenly remembered why I went up the mountain, and remembered the half-moon appointment.

Oh my God, Yaochen who has become a demon must not go down the mountain to harm others!

I didn't dare to think about it, so I quickly picked up the clearance and ran back like crazy.

Candle Dragon didn't expect me to make this move, so he was taken aback, and hurriedly followed me.

Back at home, I put the clearance on his straw bunk.

The grass was still fresh and tender, and the leaves were very straight, as when they had been plucked. This shows that it was right to choose to put the separation here, not to mention whether it can be resurrected, at least the function of keeping fresh here is definitely first-class.

I walked to Li's nest and looked at Li, who was lying quietly inside, as if he was asleep, his eyebrows soft, as if he would wake up at any moment.