Section 278 Coffins
The night of the temple was terrible. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
There was no battle horn, no bat roar, and the ears were clear, only the cold wind that poured into the temple from time to time caressed the body that seemed to be paralyzed.
I stayed up like this for the second half of the night, and finally approached the ugly time.
The Red Leaf Daoist woke up from the ground and turned around, touched the back of his neck that was in pain, and said blankly, "Where is this?" ”
I was just about to answer, but he seemed to remember something, and hurriedly said, "Where is this?" What about Daoran? Where is he? After a moment, he roared: "It's you!" Why are you knocking me out? If it weren't for you, Dao Ran wouldn't ......," he said, slamming his palm on my chest.
I didn't expect him to have so much strength and speed at this time, and suddenly he fell backwards on his back and fell to the ground.
Fortunately, his body was very weak at the moment, and this palm only shook me five times and did not cause much damage.
I grunted up from the ground and exclaimed, "What are you crazy about! Even if I didn't knock you out at that time, then General Huang would be dead, and you just went into the cave to die in vain, don't live up to General Huang's dying heart! Hmph, I didn't care about you if I carried you all the way here! ”
Hongye Daoren was dizzy, sat down on the ground weakly, leaned against the wall, looked directly at the beams and pillars, and said slowly: "Daoran is an orphan I picked up outside the city of Guangzhou. His parents were both anti-Qing righteous people, and they were killed by the Qing demon after the defeat. Now he's ...... What kind of face do you have for me to meet his parents under the Nine Springs? ”
I was silent, and I couldn't help but think of the sentence in the ancient book: There are eggs under the nest.
Momiji Daoren looked at me and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I was excited just now. You're not hurt, are you? ”
I smiled, then shook my head, and said, "It's dawn, I'll carry you back to the Ganwang Mansion in the city." ”
Hongye Daoist untied a wine gourd pinned to his waist, opened the lid and poured it for a long time, and finally poured out two red pills and swallowed them violently. After a while, a hint of ruddy appeared on his face, his spirit was much better, he moved his lower limbs, and he actually stood up from the ground.
For some reason, the first time I saw the gourd, I had a sense of déjà vu.
He handed me a bronze medal and said, "This is the heroic order of the Ganwang Mansion, and it is exclusive to the staff of the guests. You take this token to the king and explain the situation, and he will give you a generous gift. ”
Instead of picking up the token, I asked, "What about you?" ”
Momiji said, "The matter is not done yet, and I can't go back." ”
I exclaimed, "Are you going to go back to the cave alone?" ”
He nodded resolutely.
I hurriedly said, "Are you crazy?" No, don't say that you are seriously injured now, even if you are a good person, you can't go to that cave and die in vain? ”
The Red Leaf Daoist said, "I have observed, and there are at most three or five hundred ghost king bats left in that cave. There are also more than thirty retinues and peasants I have brought with me, and if you ask them to bring some fire oil, I will burn those ghost king bats with a plan. The next battle is not unprepared, you don't have to worry about me. ”
When I heard that there were more than 30 people nearby, I was relieved and said, "If you want to go, you can go, I'll go with you." ”
Hongye Daoren frowned and said, "Little brother, you entered that tomb just to make some money." Now that you can get a lot of money by taking this token to the palace, why take the risk? ”
I thought about it for a while and said, "In the cave, you and General Huang both saved my life, although I don't have any skills, but I am not a person who does not repay my kindness." Besides, there are more than thirty of you now, and it may not be dangerous to go in together. ”
Hongye Daoren shook his head and said: "Most of them are miners and farmers, they don't know martial arts, and no matter how many people there are, they will be sent to death in vain." At that time, they were just hired to dig a hole for thieves, and they did not foresee such a catastrophe. When the time comes, I'll go in alone, and you can look outside. ”
I shook my head and said, "In that case, I'm going to go in with you." Dao Chief, don't be too much, it's a big deal to get a little more treasure and I'll be able to do it when the time comes. ”
The Red Leaf Daoist also knew that he only had less than fifty percent of his combat power left at the moment, and there must be many unknown dangers in the cave, so he patted me on the shoulder and said with a wry smile: "Little brother Gu Dao is hot, but it's a pity that he was dragged down by the poor Dao." If I can leave this time, I want to make a brother with a different surname with you, I don't know what you think? ”
I don't know where the arrogance came from, so I knelt down with my fists and said: "Brother Hongye is on top, please accept the little brother's worship!" ”
The two swore an oath to heaven and earth in front of the temple, exchanged names, and became sworn brothers.
Only then did I know that although this big brother Hongye was listed in Luofu Mountain, Guangdong, he was not a disciple of Heavenly Master, Quanzhen or Zhengyi, but a very ancient and secret Taoist disciple, called the Yin-Yang Sect Bailongmen.
Why is the name so familiar?
My expression was abrupt, and the Red Leaf Daoist thought that I was uncomfortable, and asked, "Brother, what's wrong with you?" ”
I'm busy saying it's fine.
Out of the temple, the Red Leaf Daoist went to the vicinity to look for the more than 30 followers to get fire oil and other things, and I wanted to wait in front of the cave first.
Brother Momiji told me to only wait in front of the cave and not to go in without permission.
When I came to the cave, I was afraid that someone else would come here, so I hid under a towering ancient tree in the forest and waited.
Before dawn, I tossed for most of the night, at this time a little sleepy, just when I was about to fall asleep, I suddenly heard a "squeak" sound in my ears faintly drifted into my ears.
I woke up and half of my body was half of my body and looked around.
But there was nothing but dense trees.
The voice faded.
I was relieved and smiled wryly as I had auditory hallucinations due to exhaustion.
However, just as I was about to lie down on the ground again, a "plop" sound shattered the silence in the forest.
Coffin!
It was the coffin I threw there that was ringing!
The horror in my heart is hard to put into words.
Although Brother Momiji had already said the function of this coffin in advance, after all, it was used to hold the dead body, and it should lie there quietly at this time, not ......
Cold sweat trickled down my forehead, and I barely swallowed a mouthful of saliva and crawled slowly towards the coffin.
Thump...... Thump......
The sound is getting louder and closer......
With the night wind howling fiercely, I couldn't tell if the sound was coming from the coffin or from my own heart.
The moment I put my hands on the coffin, the lid of the coffin jerked off.
Even though I was mentally prepared, I was still so frightened by this blow that I rolled backwards and rolled out of Zhang Xu Yuan, holding the handle of the ox-eared knife in both hands, and looking at the coffin tremblingly.
Poof......
A small bat flew out of the tumbling coffin, and flew in the direction of the cave without looking at it.
It turned out to be just a bat......
I smiled wryly, and then went limp.
But at this moment, a frightened thought flashed through my mind.
Is that heavy coffin board something that this little bat can push away?
If it's not a bat, what is it?
Could it be the one lying in the coffin......
Driven by this thought, I struggled to get up from the ground, pointed my knife at the coffin, and said hoarsely, "Who? Who's pretending to be a ghost! ”
There was no answer, only the whimpering wind laughing at me.
"Brush" a bolt of lightning slashed through the air, shining a snow-white figure behind the coffin. (To be continued.) )