Zhu Beichen's jaw was wide open, his head was scattered, his eyes were empty, and more importantly, he saw the man's face.

He just wanted to shout, a palm reached out from behind his back to cover his mouth, "Don't shout, it's me, let's exit first." Sanqian's voice came from behind, and he was shocked, but he still chose to trust.

The dim wooden house floor lit up with a faint fluorescent line, this room had a light-devouring array, and a clear pale green light came into the eye, Zhu Beichen believed that if it was outside, this repeated fluorescence would be even more dazzling.

The two of them followed the light on the floor and walked back to the door of the wooden house, which was closed. Fortunately, it is not sealed, and it can still open small gaps and allow people to pass through. They struggled to breathe in the outside air, the smell of dampness, dirt and rancidity penetrated into their lungs, and the breath exhaled by both of them carried a rotten smell.

Finally taking a breath, Zhu Beichen came back to his senses and stared straight at the short Sanqian, with a slight vigilance in his eyes, "Guess what I saw in the house?" ”

"It's your head, a head without a body." His words were grim, and his eyes were shining to the bottom of people's hearts.

Whew, pounce, Sanqian's chest rose and fell, panting unevenly, "Don't believe anything you see inside, that senior is a master, and there are heavy killing formations arranged inside, and you will go crazy if you stay for a long time." There was a strong fear in Sanqian's eyes, and what he saw and heard was not necessarily more shocking than Zhu Beichen.

The light from the outside world was so strong that the light from the half-open wooden door was enough to illuminate a certain range of indoor space, but it was dim inside, and Sanqian discovered this at the door, and schemingly sprinkled special fluorescent powder along the way.

He kept awake in the house at all times, for fear that there would be any changes in the surroundings, and he walked farther than Zhu Beichen, estimating that he should be in the middle of the whole room.

The space is bright, with a clear light illuminating about ten square meters, and the light source comes from four candles. After observing the length and shape of the candle, he realized that it was freshly lit, and it should have been lit in less than ten minutes, and four candles surrounded a black coffin. The strange thing is that the candle is hanging in the air, there is no support around, and the light will still be swallowed by the endless darkness beyond the range of ten square meters.

Three thousand suddenly became nervous, human beings have many avoidances of life and death, even the black seedlings who deal with evil things and mysterious forces have a strong fear of death and coffins. The candlelight glowed with a normal flush, and although it hung a little weirdly in the air, it was an ordinary white candle. In comparison, the coffin attracted the curiosity of three thousand

What will be inside the coffin, the corpse raising place outside the house clearly shows that this disciple of Tong Jia Muqiu is very evil. Didn't she start refining corpses and raising living corpses, but was it her pet, a living corpse that could move?

The burning candlelight was blurred, the faint fragrance was mixed in the air, and a distant trance voice sounded directly in Sanqian's mind. The voice called out to tell the three thousand, move it, move it.

The word 'sound' is used to move it, not to lift it. Sanqian still has the ability to think independently, and the 'voice' should refer to moving the coffin away, not lifting the lid. He wanted to resist, but the more he resisted, the more curious he became about what would happen under the coffin in the inner room.

He couldn't resist the persuasion and temptation of the 'voice' in his mind, and his arms in snow-white gloves were against the edge of the coffin, and then he felt the weight of the coffin, extremely heavy. He almost bit his lip and moved a few inches to make the strength of the milk. The candlelight swayed without wind, and the shadows of the three thousand reflected on the ground shook slightly. He reluctantly stomped on the ground with his feet, and with a loud cry, his arms exerting together.

The heavy coffin rubbed against the floor and let out 'Ahem! ''Click! ''Ahem! The coffin moved, and under the push of three thousand efforts again and again, it shifted to its original position.

There was a dark hole in the ground where the coffin was originally placed, and the wellhead was round, and the cold air gushing out of the dark hole was like opening the door of the freezer, and the white mist of low temperature kept pouring out.

In just a few seconds when Sanqian looked at the wellhead in a daze, the four candles around him became bright unconsciously, as if someone had adjusted the light switch, and the blazing candlelight clearly illuminated the wellhead and went deep into the dark bottom of the well.

This is indeed a well, and the water is dark and cold in the dim surrounding light at first. Sanqian has a feeling that the depth of this well is extremely deep, and it is very likely to penetrate into the formation for thousands of meters. There was no reason for his thoughts, he just thought so. It wasn't until the light of the candle intensified, and the candlelight was projected into the well water, that he found that the well water was almost clear and transparent, and the further down the well, the endless bottom layer went deep into the surface of the earth for an unknown number of meters, and then in the distance it was already blurred, and the real depth was bottomless.

He gasped, and the cold mist was sucked down his airways into his chest. In an instant, the surface of the well water rippled, and the sparkling water surface was like someone deliberately throwing stones, and the water ripples rippled from the center to the four sides. In the depths of the blurred well water, a blurry image emerges, and it is moving!

Like a white mist shrouded in water, the repeated cold air continued to evaporate, and the influence of the depths of the water layer became clearer and clearer, until it was completely recognized by the three thousand.

The image is a person, or it is not an image at all, this is not a projection, and the facial features of this person are completely similar to those of three thousand. But the person's costume is very familiar to Sanqian, and it can even be said that it is a deep memory.

He was always in the water, deep in the well water, and regardless of the refraction of light from the water, the water layer he was in was at least a thousand meters. How can a person be in a well thousands of meters deep! It's absolutely impossible, he's not a person at all!

The spirit of the three thousand almost fell into madness, constantly hinting in the bottom of his heart, constantly vetoing himself, and his suppressed mood almost suffocated himself.

He finally raised his head, his facial features facing upward, and the image spread through the layers of water, and finally reflected in the eyes of three thousand people in horror. His eyes were quite evil, and the corners of his mouth smiled strangely, as if he was suffocating under the deep water, and he stayed very leisurely. Sanqian was completely stunned, and his breath was disordered.

The expression of the figure under the water suddenly turned to one side, one hand pinched his neck, and the other hand was raised high above the kilometer, pointing at the three thousand at the mouth of the well. He was suffocated, deprived of oxygen and under thousands of meters of water, his appearance became hideous. The water is blocked, and his voice will not reach the surface of the well.

Three thousand hands held the mouth of the well, and their hearts were almost beating out of their chests.