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It's a big trouble now, Aunt Mei looks old and frail, but in fact she should be the most powerful one in our group, even she was taken away unconsciously, except for her grandfather Li Shanwei, I really can't think of anyone else.

Now there are seven people left in the team, Scar, Lao Dan, Second Grandpa and the other three old men, the second grandfather and Ma Wangye are good at inverted fighting, and the old man who is like a dry corpse doesn't know.

In this way, we feel that the future is worrying.

"Are you still leaving? If we don't leave, we'll just go back. The old man trembled, he was already scared to the extreme, and the whole person squeezed into the middle of the team, afraid that the next person would be him.

Scar raised his hand and punched him in the face, and shouted with red eyes: "Lao Tzu has long been unbearable with you, you bastard, dead fat!" Companions who were born and died together, you said to abandon and abandon? Where is your heart? I'll take it out for you! ”

As he spoke, he lifted the fishing knife that he had been carrying with him.

Looking at the sharp tip of the knife, the old man covered his face and shrank on the ground in fright, holding his head and screaming miserably, and even said, "Don't dare.... Don't dare...."

I reached out and grabbed Scar's wrist and said, "There's still a chance, just because the person is gone, it doesn't mean he's dead." ”

Scar angrily withdrew the knife and spat at the old egg, "Return the egg, I'm phew!" ”

"Yun Shen is right, Aunt Mei is not so easy to die." Ma Wangye said heartlessly: "Everyone be optimistic, maybe this is just her strategy, okay, don't fight, hurry up to this coffin mountain, Lao Tzu has dealt with coffins all his life, and he is not awkward to stand on the coffin mountain today, and I always feel that one of these coffins belongs to me." ”

Speaking of this, the second grandfather suddenly slapped his bald head and laughed, "Ma baldhead, you reminded me, I feel this way too, what about you?" ”

Xu Damanzi looked around and nodded.

Watching them all feel that way, but why don't I? Isn't my belonging here? Ma Wangye opened the second grandfather's hand and said, "If you have a fart, let it go." ”

The second grandfather looked at the coffins and said: "Your words just reminded me, maybe on this coffin mountain, there is a place for each of us, what if the disappeared Aunt Mei was not plundered, but taken away by the coffin that belonged to them?" I can't think of any other way to do it without even realizing it. ”

"Pry the coffin!" Xu Damanzi said in a sullen voice: "Chaoyang, since you have eyebrows, let's do it, it's too late, I'm afraid they will really settle down inside." ”

The second grandfather nodded, separated the ink fountain line from the cuffs, twisted out a few copper plates and ran up, crossed the plank road to the coffin group of the coffin mountain, and slid the lines next to each other, the copper coins bumped into each other, and the second grandfather didn't mean to stay, and he didn't know what he was doing.

On the other hand, Ma Wangye is much simpler, every time he walks under a coffin, the small shovel shovels a soil under the coffin, looks through it and goes to another one.

The rest of the people were all huddled in a pile, watching them go back and forth to identify the coffin, their hearts were about to bleed, at this time Xu Damanzi didn't seem to be going to wait, he stepped into the coffin group in a few steps, and the coffin lid slammed under the step, not to speak, he stretched out his hand and hooked, and a coffin board flew out upside down.

The second grandfather and Ma Wangye glared and shouted, "Barbarian, are you trying to kill everyone?" Go back. ”

The gray-haired Xu Damanzi didn't care about this, he continued to do his own thing anxiously, taking the scolding of the two as the wind in his ears, and before he had a cigarette, a large piece of coffin lids were rudely lifted away, and even some bones were directly pressed into scum by Xu Daman.

Only then did I realize that this old man was definitely a man of infinite strength when he was young, and even if he is as thin as wood now, but the tall bone frame is still there, and I know how tall and strong this man was at the beginning.

I don't know if their movement is too big, the whole coffin mountain suddenly began to shake a little, I grabbed the wooden railing of the plank road, only to stabilize my body, looking back at the second grandfather and them, they have been crazy to run towards us, as if they have provoked something.

Suddenly, there was a long roar from the top of the mountain, like the sound of a mandrill.

I felt that the coffins under my feet were uneasy, and they shook violently, and there was a chaotic sound, as if the corpses inside were knocking on the coffin lid, if it was just one or two coffins, it would be fine, but now as far as the eye can see, all the coffins are shaking, and it is difficult for me to imagine what the scene would be if the corpses inside were collectively dispatched.

Dancing corpses?

At this moment, the second grandfather had already run over and shouted to us: "Everyone immediately huddle together, that barbarian guy 'stepped on the thunder'." ”

Ma Wangye, who had always had an indifferent expression, also had a solemn face at this time, only the thin old man Xu Damanzi still looked at the coffin lid that was shaking at an accelerated pace with disdain.

Boom!

There was an explosion, no! It should be said that there was a sound of explosion, and all the coffin lids jumped up from the coffin like a carp out of the water, and a pair of rotten palms grabbed the edge of the coffin and sat up, and slowly stood up and walked out of the coffin.

Scar wrung a handful of sweat stains on his face, ready for life and death, and I was ready to release the killing, after all, there were so many corpses that I couldn't hear the gasping sound of the people around me.

The ears were full of each other's heaving, like the sound of cattle panting, and the coffins all over the mountains were crowded with corpses, and when they thought they would attack, a skeleton that came close to it seemed that he didn't see a few of us, dragging a body of rotten flesh, and rushed to the top of the mountain.

One corpse moved, and the rest of the corpses also swarmed upwards like a swarm, like an overwhelming tsunami of corpses sweeping towards us.

Ma Wang Ye hurriedly grabbed us and threw it into the coffin, and found a coffin by himself and lay in, within the narrow line of sight of the coffin, countless rotten soles stepped over from above, frantically crowded upward, rampage.

What the hell is going on? My mind was full of question marks, but I couldn't find the answer for a while.

The second grandfather, who was huddled in the same coffin, thought: "It should be the Yin of Mount Tai who is coming, and the non-existent building is about to be opened, so even this large group of zongzi is crazy." ”

Is that really the case?

I squeezed over, risking being trampled on, and stuck my head out to look at the top of the Coffin Mountain, where a layer of fog shrouded me, and I could only vaguely see the corpses rushing in, and then disappearing.

I don't know what happened inside, but the next moment, the top of the mountain also began to shake, and I vaguely felt that something was rising from the ground. (To be continued.) )