We were all panicked, especially Zhao Sizhi and Han Touqi, because the two of them knew better how dangerous and urgent the current situation was. www.biquge.info The most important thing is that they don't have any business, and it is difficult to deal with King Nammer empty-handed. Han Touqi tried to paste the only remaining piece of talisman paper on King Namer, but no matter how he rang the bell, the bell would not ring.

It turned out that there was a lump of cotton in the bell, how could it ring like this. Han Touqi scolded the monk, saying that he was still joking at this time.

I don't know when the monk did the prank, but at the critical moment, this guy did go too far.

King Nammer's corpse was not like other zombies, although with a single shot, the bullet easily pierced the carrion, bringing a large chunk of carrion. Despite this, it had no effect on King Namer.

We fled in all directions, fearing that King Nammh would overtake us. I was unlucky, and the King of Nammah appeared behind me at some point, grabbed me by the shoulder, and the nails were like steel needles, and they were inserted into the flesh, and immediately the blood flowed, and my tears flowed out of my eyes.

In a hurry, I struggled desperately, and in the confusion, my hand grasped King Nammer like grasping a lump of mud, and the rotten flesh was easily grabbed by me, and I was so disgusted that I hurriedly threw it off.

When the monk saw that I couldn't run away, he took a shovel and frantically slashed King Nammer, and the shovel slashed on his body, and the 'soldier pong' sounded like a piece of steel.

King Nammer was finally angered by the monk, threw me into the air, and chased him away.

I was thrown five or six meters away, and I fell heavily into an empty coffin, and my body felt torn apart, and my bones all over my body felt broken.

Before I could get up, the coffin was suddenly closed. My vision instantly darkened, and I couldn't see anything. I was stunned, I couldn't understand why this coffin would close automatically, in this narrow and dark coffin, I panicked, desperately kicked the coffin lid with my legs, pushed with my hands, no matter how hard I tried, it just didn't move.

I paused tiredly, and secretly rejoiced in my heart that the coffin had been empty, and if there were zombies in it, then I would have been finished.

There must have been a mechanism in this coffin, I thought to myself, it must have been somewhere I touched when I fell in that caused the coffin to close automatically. Thinking of this, my heart is no longer so flustered, and the whole person is a lot calmer.

Fortunately, I still have a spare flashlight on my waist, and I walked alone in the passage, and after suffering a dull loss, I specially prepared an extra flashlight for myself.

There was nothing in the coffin, and I checked every part very carefully, because I knew that if I wanted to open the coffin, the switch was inside the coffin.

However, the coffin was too small, and it was difficult to turn over, and I could only touch the place under my feet.

The coffin was very flat, there was not a single trace of carving, I touched the inner wall of the coffin, and found nothing. I can't help but wonder a little, is there really no so-called mechanism, I guessed wrong?

The coffin was completely closed, and I felt more and more difficult to breathe, and it was getting hotter and hotter. Although I won't suffocate for a while, if I can't go out for a long time, I'm afraid I'll really suffocate inside.

By that time, the coffin would have been prepared for me.

There was silence outside, no sound at all. I don't know if it's because the coffin is soundproofed well, or if the monks have already run away. I hope it's the coffin's sound insulation, and if they all run away, who will save me. I thought to myself, praying that the monk would find out that I was missing and rescue me sooner.

I banged on the inner wall of the coffin with a flashlight, and it was very rhythmic, because I was afraid that when the monk looked for me, he would not find me. But after knocking for a long time, there was no movement at all.

In the end, I had to give up and save some energy.

I don't know if it was because there wasn't enough air or it was too hot, I started to feel dizzy, and I tried to keep myself awake, if I fell asleep like this, there would be a problem.

I knew that only I could save myself at this time, so I hurriedly groped for the coffin again, and the more this happened, the more angry I became, damn it, because I couldn't touch anything, and I didn't have any clues.

At this moment, I felt a rustling sound from under my back, I hurriedly stopped, pricked up my ears, but the sound stopped abruptly, and the whole coffin was silent. I thought it was the sound of my body rubbing when I turned my body, so I didn't feel very relieved.

Suddenly, there was an itch in my ears, and a fluttering sound came, like a cry, like a moan of pain. I'm chilling all over, could it be that there's someone down there? Pressed under the coffin by me?

But there is nothing in the coffin, it has been checked a long time ago, why is there anyone?

As I was thinking about it, a hand silently came up from under me, gently caressing my face, and I was startled and did not dare to move in the slightest. This time, I knew that it was not an illusion, but a real existence.

This hand is cold, and the skin is silky and delicate, like a girl's hand. But the nails were so long and like knives that I was afraid they would cut my face. I struggled to adjust my body, trying to turn over and see what was hidden under the coffin.

I turned over quickly, but before the flashlight could shine, I was entangled in a clump of green silk, which was hair, and it was very long. The hair slammed into my face, and in a few moments, my entire head was covered in hair.

No matter how hard I tried, the hair was so tightly tied to me that I couldn't move. Also, my head was being pulled down by the hair until my face touched the other person's face.

Our cheeks were next to each other, and the face was as smooth as our hands, but the surface was sticky, like a layer of paste.

There's a woman hidden underneath?

For a moment, my face flushed slightly, and to be honest, I had never been so close to a young woman when I was so big. What's more, this woman's mouth kept sniffing on my face, and her mouth emitted bursts of cold air, cold but very itchy, kissing my face from time to time, making me extremely restless.

Is this woman in heat? I kept dodging, I was afraid that I couldn't resist the temptation to kiss her. I know that this woman may not be human, but I am afraid that I am impulsive and cannot control it.

At this moment, the coffin lid suddenly opened, and I felt a bright light.

The woman below me let out a scream, her hair receding like a tide. A fair-skinned face, said to be white, because it was covered with a layer of white powder, like lime. It was a faceless face, flesh and blood blurred. The eyes were hollow, there were no eyeballs, the back half of the head was missing, and the inside was rotten and foul.

I was so frightened that I hurriedly got up, thinking that I was still so 'close' to her just now, and my chest rolled.

When the monster saw that I was leaving, it grabbed me with both hands, and its hair was like a snake, sliding and wrapping around my feet, so that I could not leave the coffin. Seeing that the monster was getting closer, I groped around my body, trying to find something to defend myself.

At the critical moment, the monk appeared next to me, he held a torch in his hand, and threw it at the monster, and in an instant, the whole coffin was ablaze, and the monster fluttered in the coffin for a while, and then it completely stopped moving.

It turned out that the monk had already found me in the coffin, but he never had a chance to rescue me. If he doesn't come to save me, I doubt I'm going to have a cave with that monster.

The monk laughed at me vigorously, saying that when he opened the coffin, he found me and the monster hugging together, and they were very affectionate, and they didn't know what they were doing.

He also asked me if there were any good things that disturbed me, and said that if I knew that I was happy in it, I should not have ruined my brother's good deeds, and I would open the coffin after I was done.

The most hateful thing is that they also ask me if I am comfortable.

"Shut the fuck."

I finally couldn't get it and threw up this dog. The monk of the day came to see my jokes with all his heart.

I vomited in the dark, after the whole body was weak, I finally felt a little better, raised my head, saw the monk smiling evilly, wanted to speak, I hurriedly stopped him: "Can you shut up, let me rest, if I continue to speak, I will have to vomit jaundice." ”

At this time, I realized that in the entire tomb hall, there were only two monks and bald people left, and the others were gone. The monk told me that everyone had run away, and that they were being chased by King Nammer all over the sky.

The monk and the bald duo had not thought that I was still locked up in the coffin, and they would have left long ago. When I came back at this moment, I was still sneaky, and only after seeing that the tomb hall was safe, I dared to come in.

I looked at the two of them and thought, what a blessing, if the monk didn't know that I was in the coffin, then I would really have to live in the coffin with that monster for the rest of my life.

"Gross..."

Can't think anymore, can't think again...