Chapter 7: The Evil Spirit

My dad and Yang ambushed on both sides of the door, and Meng Lun and Xiao Xiaoyun hid, ready to smile at the tiger. The smiling tiger didn't know what would happen in a few seconds, but he still walked in scolding, and as soon as he walked in, he couldn't even react, and he was knocked to the ground.

"So, you bought the information from someone else?" My dad asked the smiling tiger, and the smiling tiger nodded. "Who?" The smiling tiger said helplessly: "I don't know either." My dad looked at him for a while, beckoned Meng Lun and said, "Take his backpack away and let him fend for himself in the bucket." Meng Lun picked up the Smiling Tiger's equipment bag, and my dad told a few of them to continue walking, leaving the Smiling Tiger alone to sigh.

"Meow a mi, how deep is this secret way!" I've been walking this dark passage for about half an hour, but I'm not there yet. I found that I had really adapted to this kind of environment where no one could rely on, perhaps because of the opening of a store in Qingdao. Just then, I heard some movement, and I shone my flashlight against the wall, but I didn't see anything. "Maybe I'm hallucinating." I shook my head. Walking on, I shone my flashlight forward. It didn't matter, it startled me - a statue appeared in front of me, and it was a statue of a man who looked like a military advisor, holding a lamp in his hand. "Go and light that lamp, it's a permanent lamp." Imasaki said to me. I listened to Imasaki's words and walked over and lit the lamp. Sure enough, the whole dark passage was lit up, and I didn't expect the light to be so bright. I turned off the flashlight, and I heard some movement again, and now it's okay, the whole dark passage is lit up, and that thing can't hide if it wants to. I looked back and saw something that looked like a lizard, firmly sucked into the wall. As soon as I saw it, it was a shot without saying a word, and the head of the thing exploded. I spat and looked up to see that the thing was moving again - yes, no head! I cursed and shot the thing a few more times, breaking both legs. The thing fell off the wall and twitched on the ground. I didn't bother with the and kept going.

"Qingteng, if there is no reminder from Xiaoyang this time, I will definitely kill this gold and silver life-killing silk." Meng Lun looked behind him with some fear as he spoke, and my dad nodded: "This kid is very powerful." I didn't even know that this kid was so powerful. A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth - no father was upset to see his child. Yang played with the smiling tiger's sunglasses, "These sunglasses are okay, they can be used as spare." He put his sunglasses in his backpack as he spoke. "Squeak" is this sound again, as soon as my dad heard this voice, his face immediately changed, "Run!" A few random people ran wildly.

As I walked forward, I saw the thing that the people who were most afraid of and loved the most - the coffin. To be honest, I don't have the experience to open a museum, nor do I have the courage to open a museum. I thought, "Otherwise, I'll just wait here for my dad to get them." I sat down in a corner, took a sip of water, and prepared to wait for my dad to come.

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"Xiao Xiaoyun, have you seen that there seems to be a figure over there?" Meng Lun pointed to where I was sitting, "Well, it seems to be." My dad was also vigilant and said, "Be on guard." I heard the movement, woke up, moved a few times and shook my head, and before I could open my eyes, I heard "Zongzi!" Shoot. Then I heard gunshots, and someone rushed towards me, and I jumped and shouted, "Stop fighting, stop fighting, I'm Shen Weiyang!" My dad heard it and walked over slowly. When I got closer, I realized that it was really me. There was a color of surprise on his face, but he immediately thought of something, and asked: "There are people among the people," and I smiled bitterly: "The next fight has its own bitterness." My dad looked completely relaxed and beckoned them to come over and said, "I've found this kid!" Randomly turned to me and asked, "How did you get here?" I said, "That's how I came, and on the way, I walked four times before the ghost gate." My dad said, "It's okay, why don't you go?" "I pointed to the coffin, and my dad noticed that there was a coffin here, and called Yang to walk to the front of the coffin, and I followed with five other people.

Yang pointed to the bottom of the coffin, "There is water." Xiao Xiaoyun's face changed: "It's not a good sign that there is water under the coffin......" I found that the faces of the others were not very good, and when I was about to ask, the coffin moved, to be precise, the coffin board moved, and a thin slit was opened, and something seemed to be revealed inside, I took a closer look - a hair, very black and black hair, black to shiny. The faces of the others were even more ugly, and my dad shouted, "Run!" "As we ran, the coffin board became more and more intense, and all hair was exposed, all hair, more and more hair. I don't know what's in the coffin, the others are running faster and faster. I looked back, and the coffin board had fallen to the ground, and there stood on it, with a disheveled head, very short, and the main thing was that it was floating in the sky, and it was dressed in white. I just looked at it and didn't dare to look back, I just ran as fast as I could.

"Evil demon~ fierce~ gold and silver life-killing silk~ whose tomb is this, it's really domineering." Demons? What the heck? As soon as you hear the name, you know that it is very powerful, no matter what, it is important to escape. The demon was still chasing after him, "Damn, what kind of tomb is this!" There is a ferocity! There is gold and silver life-killing silk! There are even demons! You can still have a good time! Xiao Xiaoyun said. The demons in the back were still chasing after me, and we triggered some traps as we ran, some crossbow arrows shot out from both sides, and my arm was grazed by the crossbow arrows, and I ran wildly with my arms covered.

We kept running until there was no more demonic sound. As a group of us sat down, I gasped and took a sip of water. I was really tired and felt like both legs weren't my own. I really can't even stand up. Several other people came to ask me if I was okay, and I felt like a boat had found a harbor to perch on after battling the wind and waves. Just as I was about to get some rest, my eyes went dark and I fainted.

When I woke up, it was dark in front of my eyes, and I thought it was because my eyes couldn't see it, but my hand touched my eyes, no, it shouldn't be hard. Am I locked up somewhere? I wanted to sit up, but my legs were seriously protesting. I couldn't move at all, I thought about it, what space is completely enclosed, and it's still very small? For a moment, I thought of a possibility that even I was afraid of myself—I was locked up in a coffin.