There was a loud bang as the coffin board hit the ground.

There was a dead silence in the crowd, and all the "people" and people stared closely at the coffin that had been opened from the inside, and their eyes constantly flashed with expressions of shock, fear, regret, and so on.

The hand, which had been pale and slender, slowly stretched out from the coffin.

Three seconds later, a loud noise erupted in the crowd.

The old man, who was originally looking at the sky grinding and chirping, fell to the ground with a "click". The owner of the crutches collapsed to the ground the moment the coffin was opened. While staring at the coffin, he shouted loudly in some unknown language, and rubbed his fart~ strand against the ground, retreating into the dark temple behind him, until he hit the high threshold at the temple entrance.

The groom "Ghost King" rolled his eyes cleanly and fainted the moment he was hit by the coffin board that fell to the ground.

The two men who pushed the door and the band on one side and the wrestler who carried the coffin were not much better. They shouted in horror with a bunch of shouts such as "Ah! "Wow!" "Hey, mother!" and other meaningless tone words, threw the things in his hand, and turned his head and rushed into the group of "people".

The originally dense crowd was even more panicked at this time, and countless "people" turned around like headless flies, exclaiming, hitting and trampling each other, and the scene was completely chaotic.

Only a couple of men and women beside the old man just now could still maintain their composure in front of them. When the man saw the hand in the coffin, he knelt directly on the ground, kept kowtowing, and shouted loudly.

And the woman rushed up directly, hugged the coffin and cried sadly.

Because the "people" group was too noisy, Xia Beifeng didn't hear what the two people were saying at all, and could only watch their mouths open and close from a distance, struggling to judge what they were saying.

The man's repeated phrase seemed to be "I was wrong, spare me!" ”。

The woman was crying and wailing, "Mom, I'm sorry for you!" ”

"Probably so, it seems to be the parents of the one in the coffin." Xia Beifeng nodded to Shen Qingge.

Shen Qingge nodded unexpectedly, and stretched out his finger to point to the temple with the door wide open.

"Somebody's hiding there."

Xia Beifeng glanced at the temple, it was still dark inside, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

The gray-haired old man leaned on the threshold and stretched out a hand towards it, but for some reason did not climb in.

"I can't see clearly, who do you see, where are you?"

"I didn't see him either, I just felt like someone." Shen Qingge squinted his eyes and searched in the temple: "I only saw the tablet of the ghost king, and the temple is no different from before. ”

In the coffin, a woman wearing a red wedding dress and a red hijab slowly sat up. She held the edge of the coffin with one hand and reached for the woman kneeling by the coffin with the other.

The hands were stained with blood, most of the nails had been broken, and the skin on the fingertips had been smoothed, revealing the pink tender ~ flesh inside, which was still slowly dripping blood.

It seems that he was really put in a coffin when he was alive, and he was tossed for a while before he suffocated to death, no wonder he was so resentful.

Xia Beifeng glanced at the female ghost sitting up in the coffin with some sympathy, and turned his head.

The woman raised her head in hindsight, looked at her fingers close at hand, and stretched out her hands.

She gripped the bloody hand tightly, and before she could open her mouth to say anything, she looked at her arm in horror and erupted into a scream mixed with wailing.

The flesh on her arms quickly vanished, leaving only Bai Sensen's bones, the sleeves of which hung from the empty bones, gently fluttering in the wind.

The woman in the coffin seemed to be very satisfied with this effect, and little by little pulled her hand out of the two white bones.

The wound on that hand has recovered, and there is not even a scar left, and the neat nails are painted with bright red colors, making her hands extraordinarily white~white.

She sat in the coffin for a moment, looking down at her fingers, which had just recovered. Only then did he hold on to the edge of the coffin and stand up, and raised his legs to walk out of the small space that had trapped her for so long. He walked towards the man who was kneeling on the ground and still kowtowing.

The woman who was leaning against the coffin just now had closed her eyes and was lying on the ground softly~ softly, looking like she should have lost consciousness.

"Do you want to go out?" Xia Beifeng asked Shen Qingge in a low voice.

Shen Qingge was still staring at the empty temple gate and shook his head gently.

The screams of the man in my ears also stopped abruptly.

Xia Beifeng had no choice but to keep his head down and stare at the soil on the ground and the grass stalks around him, no longer looking at the tragic situation of the woman who crawled out of the coffin and killed in all directions in the crowd.

For a long time, all kinds of screams echoed in his ears, crying, pleading, and cursing......

Even though I know that the people here have died twenty years ago. What is happening now is just a repetition of what happened 20 years ago. But this feeling of watching people die in front of him and being powerless still made him feel a little bad.

It wasn't until everything calmed down that he looked up again and looked ahead.

There are lying in the open space, I don't know how many "people". There were more missing parts of their bodies than before, and all kinds of fresh wounds were piled up in front of his eyes, making him feel a little sick to his stomach.

In any case, it was finally clear why the people in this village had so many wounds on their bodies that were obviously spaced apart even though they didn't know they were dead.

Shen Qingge didn't seem to have any obvious physiological reactions, she grabbed Xia Beifeng's wrist tightly~ and gave him a "ready" look.

The woman, still wearing a bright red hijab, stood next to her coffin, facing the temple gate in front of her, as if she was thinking about something.

"What is she going to do?" Xia Beifeng looked at Shen Qingge suspiciously: "It's all like this, does she really want to marry the ghost king?" ”

"My sixth sense tells me." Shen Qingge said seriously: "She wanted to smash that guy's tablet." ”

I don't even know where to start complaining, what is your sixth sense? Is it the so-called sixth sense of a woman or the sixth sense of a dead man?

Xia Beifeng didn't dare to talk, and followed her to look at the woman who began to walk towards the temple.

At this time, he suddenly felt a little sympathetic to the ghost king.

Although I don't know what that guy looks like until now, the one who can play with Shen Qingge shouldn't be a guy who is too crazy.

Even if it's a dead ghost who has been dead for I don't know how many years, he should still maintain the three views of a normal person.

"It's good now, all the pots have been carried by this ghost king's senior, right?" Xia Beifeng chuckled: "If I were him, I would probably jump out of the coffin and beat someone now." ”

The female ghost stood at the door of the temple, just raising one leg, but suddenly turned her head in the direction where the two of them were hiding.

Shen Qingge quickly raised his hand and turned over, and the whole person pressed on Xia Beifeng's body, and at the same time reached out to cover his mouth and nose.

"Hold your breath." She whispered in Xia Beifeng's ear: "She may have felt your breath just now, you are shrinking here, and I will help you block it." ”

Xia Beifeng was pressed by her, stuck in his throat in one breath, rolled his eyes, and almost choked to death.

He pressed one hand on the ground, quickly swiped a few times, drew a scribbled pattern, and then waved his hand at Shen Qingge.

Shen Qingge glanced down at the very abstract pattern on the ground, and let go of his hand unwillingly.

Fortunately, the female ghost's senses were not keen, but the fleeting breath of a living person did not attract much attention from her. Just when Shen Qingge suppressed Xia Beifeng, she stopped moving. As he began to draw the pattern on the ground, the female ghost tilted her head as if thinking about something. By the time Xia Beifeng finished drawing the last stroke, she had already turned her head again and looked at the temple in front of her.

The female ghost took another step and crossed the high threshold in front of the temple gate.

There was a "sting" sound in the air, sounding like a bowl of cold water being poured into a boiling oil pot, with endless sharp echoes that irritated people's eardrums.

The female ghost stopped her movements and stood in front of the temple gate in a daze.

Although Shen Qingge sent a hand covering Xia Beifeng's mouth, he hadn't gotten down from him yet. She was still riding on Xia Beifeng's back, stretching her neck and looking out.

You're afraid that I'll be heard by the female ghost, but now that your own head is about to reach in front of others, you're not nervous.

"That guy can't see? He raised his head hard and asked Shen Qingge, "You can only rely on your breath to find someone all along?" ”

Shen Qingge stared at the female ghost's movements tightly, nodded perfunctorily, and agreed.

After a while, the female ghost still didn't move, and Shen Qingge lowered her head again.

"Her leg burned out." Shen Qingge looked at Xia Beifeng in shock, and said in disbelief: "I have been to that place so many times, and I have never encountered such a situation. She was lucky, just touched it and burned off a leg. ”

"Maybe it's because you know the master, there are tablets in it, and the ghost king has a spirit." Xia Beifeng just thought about it for a while, and then accepted this matter: "Now it should be strange why that guy is standing there and not moving, since it has already burned, don't you know how to run?" Scared silly? ”

Although the term "ghost king has a spirit" sounds awkward, but in the current situation, this explanation should be the most realistic.

"I can't say." Shen Qingge lowered his head in frustration, and exhaled depressedly: "The tablet or something has long been useless, if you say that it knew people before, it is also possible." But now that the ghost king is no longer here, he is obviously going to ......"

When she said the same thing, she suddenly covered her mouth and glanced at Xia Beifeng vigilantly.

After putting down his hand again, he changed the topic abruptly.

"Look, it's burned to the waist."

Xia Beifeng glanced at her suspiciously, and continued to look at the female ghost standing at the gate of the temple.

The bright red clothes on her body had been lighted by more than half of the fire. The right leg that entered the temple was burned and there were no bones left, and the left leg left outside was also stained with some green flames, which burned half of her small ~ leg in just a few minutes, and only a thin leg bone was still supporting her body.

The flames slowly spread upwards from her lower ~half~ body, burning her coat, flesh, and bones, and a few sparks fell downward from time to time.

The woman in the middle of the flames was unaware of any of this, and she stood motionless, letting the green flames use her body as fuel, burning more and more. It's like a sculpture that has been erected there. Unaware and expressionless.

"She can't be frozen." Xia Beifeng looked at Shen Qingge with great difficulty, only to feel that his neck was about to twist and break: "Does that ghost king senior have this skill?" ”

"There is a way, but he is no longer here." Shen Qingge said to him impatiently, "How many times do you want me to repeat this to remember this?" ”

"I've always remembered that the ghost king is gone, aren't these things still there? Could it be a trap or something left before he left, in order to prevent someone from going in and destroying his tablet. Isn't that a common occurrence? ”

"That guy doesn't pay much attention to that." Shen Qingge climbed down from his body and sat cross-legged beside him, his frowning expression looked troubled: "For him, as long as the place where he lives is fine, it doesn't matter if his tablet is taken to the fire to cook, no one will leave, and there is such a thing left to harm others." ”

"Where's the one at noon?" Xia Beifeng made a few gestures: "That-the mountain king who likes to scare children blindly and without anything, could he have done it?" ”

"He won't. That guy was already very unhappy with someone worshipping the tablet of the ghost king, and he wanted to be isolated from the world. How could it be possible to leave something here, and ......" Shen Qingge squinted at the green flame that had spread to the female ghost's chest: "This fire yin qi is too heavy, it can't be something that guy used at noon." Although he is not a good thing, he practices all serious kung fu, and he is not so indiscriminate. ”

"Then there's only one answer." Xia Beifeng also got up from the ground and sat next to Shen Qingge: "The guy who occupies the ghost king's predecessor's family who doesn't know where he came from did it." ”

Shen Qingge nodded.

"We're still going to wait for her to burn out, and then we'll go over and see what happens."

"Will she die?" Xia Beifeng pointed at the female ghost, her whole body had been wrapped in green flames into a raging torch, and it looked like it was about to burn out: "Where will she go if she dies like this." ”

"She's dead, and now she's burned out and there's nothing left, disappearing between heaven and earth." Shen Qingge said as he stretched out his finger and drew a small circle in the air: "The heat in my heart will always be extinguished." It's like this for any kind of person, and if you don't want to leave, you can only be consumed. Follow the law of conservation of energy and replenish where she is needed. ”

"This is just burning them all out, and there's nothing left, right?" He saw that the flames had burned the flesh and blood on the female ghost's body, and her bones began to turn black and fall, and he felt a little unbearable in his heart: "Obviously, Ye Baiyu's fire can send them all to where they should go." ”

"That's because your master is still a good person after all, and if the massive weapons weren't in his hands, it would be as simple as sending them back." Shen Qingge frowned and thought for a while, nodded and said to him: "It's better to say that that thing is simply overkill in your master's hands, because we took so much effort to catch those two dead worms in the first place, and as a result, he used that thing as a death spell, and he felt angry when he thought about it." ”

"Wouldn't it be nice to send them away? Your so-called correct use should be the kind that will cause you a lot of trouble, so it's better not to try it lightly. ”

He stared at Shen Qingge's extremely childish expression because of his anger, and he didn't know what to think, and suddenly smiled.

"I was surprised that you knew the law of conservation of energy."

When Shen Qingge heard this, he casually touched a stone on the ground and threw it on his head.

Xia Beifeng turned sideways slightly~ and dodged the hidden weapon that flew from him.

At that moment, they heard a girl's scream coming from the dark temple door.

The female ghost, who had been motionless for a long time wrapped in flames, seemed to be awakened by the sound, raised her head suddenly, and stretched out a hand to the sky with only a few mutilated phalanges left.

(To be continued.) )