Soon, I pulled out the second nail so that my right shoulder could move.

The three breakthroughs in a row made me tremble with excitement, and I turned my head to look at the palm of my hand, where the corpse nail was too far away to reach with my mouth, so I gritted my teeth, pulled my shoulder hard, and forcibly pulled the hand nailed there back.

I almost fainted from the pain.

Because the corpse nail was nailed under the coffin, it passed through the finger bones of the palm inch by inch, and the pain that drilled my heart made me break out in a cold sweat in a few clicks.

But I didn't dare to stop, compared to the hope of life, the pain was nothing.

Finally, the corpse nail passed through the palm of my hand completely, and my hand was able to move at once.

But at this time, I suddenly felt a burst of breathlessness, and my lungs were holding very uncomfortable, as if I was deprived of oxygen.

I was a little confused, I didn't understand what was going on, I didn't feel stuffy at all just now, and my breathing was smooth, why am I depressed now?

I unconsciously looked to the side, my eyes fell on the shining night pearl, my heart said that it must be the weirdness of this thing, right?

Because I pulled out a total of three corpse nails and spit out a night pearl, I can know where the change should have occurred after a little comparison.

I hesitated, gritted my teeth, picked up the Night Pearl and stuffed it back into my mouth.

Sure enough, as soon as the night pearl entered my mouth, I felt a coolness in my lungs, and the feeling of stuffiness was rapidly subsiding.

I really can't figure out how this thing can have a ventilating effect, but whatever it is, it just works.

Then, I reached out and pulled out the navel, right hand, and foot nails one by one, and without any accident, my whole body was free.

After a moment of respite, I put my hand on my chest, because it was so warm and unusual, like several warm babies pasted on, feverish.

I reached out and touched it, but found that there was nothing on my chest, but a feeling of heat came from the clothes on the back of my hand.

I thought of something, hurriedly opened the pocket on my clothes, and took out a pink paper crane.

"It's it!"

I was shocked that the hot thing in my chest turned out to be the thousand paper crane that Hong Xiaoyun gave me.

Chen Jiutong nailed me in the coffin, obviously it was impossible for me to break free, and the only variable was this paper crane. It had loosened a steady stream of heat into me, resisting the chill that had swished and restoring my strength to my hands and feet.

In other words, it saved my life, otherwise, I would never have been able to break free from these corpse nails!

I'm a little confused, could it be that when Hong Xiaoyun gave me this thousand paper crane, she expected that I would suffer such a catastrophe?

No, Hong Xiaoyun has a nervous problem, it should be Hong Qingsheng, which he expected.

Miao Miao once said that this is Hong Qingsheng expressing kindness to me and seeking cooperation.

But now, this thing is not just kindness, it is a life-saving grace.

At the same time, I was also afraid for a while, fortunately Miao Miao accompanied me at the beginning, otherwise I would not have gotten this thousand paper cranes, and even if I did, I would not have carried it with me.

It was Miao Miao who reminded me that this thousand paper cranes could come in handy at any time.

It's just that I didn't expect this to come in so quickly and so critically.

It's also amazing, I just took it out, and suddenly I felt that the temperature next to it seemed to be much lower, and a cold breath rushed up under the coffin board, and goosebumps all over my body, although it was not as serious as the original, but it was still cold.

I hurriedly put the paper crane into my close pocket, and the chill eased a little.

Looking at the four walls of the black coffin, I couldn't help but feel worried again, it's true that I'm still alive, but the tricky thing at the moment is, how to get out?

Such a heavy coffin board, and eight nails were nailed, what Chen Jiutong said about "blood nails" before, in short, it must be difficult to open, not to mention that he is unarmed, so he doesn't have to think about it.

I didn't give up, and carefully tapped on the walls of the coffin, trying to find the weak spots, but as expected, found nothing.

Helpless, I tried again to see if I could bite with my teeth, pick my nails, but it still didn't work, I don't know what this coffin was made of, I didn't say anything about it, I didn't say anything, it was flat and there was nowhere to put my mouth, and my nails were buckled.

I even naively went to find every inch of the texture in the coffin, trying to find out what "martial arts cheats" and the like, isn't it all written like this, good people are killed, and they can always find the cheats left by the ancient strong at the moment of death, and then help the good people get out of the predicament, kill all sides, and don't want to do the bad guys.

Don't laugh at me, children who love to fight like Jin Yong's set.

Unfortunately, this naïve idea could not even convince me, let alone gain anything.

"What should I do?"

I panicked, if I go on like this, I will starve to death if I don't suffocate to death.

After that, I tried to lift the lid of the coffin, and I almost bent my waist, but the lid didn't move.

After a full hour or two, I was exhausted and sat down in a corner of the coffin, completely deflated.

There are no tools to break the coffin, and there is no strength to open the coffin, not to mention the eight coffin nails, I don't know how thick the sealing soil on it alone is.

Disappointment, I turned my attention back to myself, reached out and looked closely, the eye of the coffin nail in the palm of my hand was already a red dot, it felt like I had been bitten by a mosquito, and it didn't hurt to touch it.

It's the same with the nail eye on the stomach.,It's a front and back penetration.,There's nothing to do with it after pulling it out.。

The heart said that Chen Jiutong really had a few moments, and it was obvious that he was definitely not a simple coffin bearer, and he couldn't do this without an extreme understanding of the human body.

After observing the wound, I spit out the night pearl in my mouth again and looked at it, and found that it was not the kind of crystal clear, but a black nucleus in the middle, two circles of white on the outside, and the glowing part was those two circles of white.

It's very strange, it feels different from the night pearl I saw in TV magazines, it's not too big, it's like a relatively small egg, it's very warm to start, and it feels very good to the touch.

After playing with it for a while, I thought about the paper crane again, so I took it out of my pocket again, and when I looked closely, I found that the paper of the paper crane had begun to wrinkle, and I didn't know if it had anything to do with its continuous heat emitting.

I even wondered with some horror whether its "energy" would be completely depleted.

Although I don't know what the truth is, everything pays attention to one source, and it can't go on like this forever, there is a limit.

Pinching the little tail of the crane, I couldn't help but blow at it.

Then I noticed that its little wings seemed to ...... Fanned a little?!

I was stunned, blew again, and it moved again.

Wrong!

There are quirks!

My heart was beating hard because the breath I had just been blowing from above, but it still cocked its wings and then flapped down.

This is obviously moving against the air current, and it is not because of the wind.

In order to verify, I blew several times after that, and found that it was really not a delusion before, and this thing was indeed weird.

Then I carefully turned it over and examined it, and suddenly found that there were some black strokes on the stomach of the thousand paper cranes, like a painting.

"There's something on paper!"

My heart jumped to my throat, and I hurriedly and carefully dismantled the thousand paper cranes bit by bit.

Because I intuitively felt that since Hong Qingsheng saved me with this thing, no matter what his purpose was, he must want me to survive, and if I want to survive, I have to send the Buddha to the west!

He could expect me to be nailed in a coffin, but not to be trapped and unable to get out?

Great hope rises in my heart!

Soon, the paper unfolded, and I found that it was a broken painting, a pair of feet stepping on something, and many lines in the middle were broken.

I remembered something, and hurriedly opened my mouth and sighed hard at the paper.

To my ecstasy, the broken lines on the paper appeared little by little, even in the blank spaces, and finally it was a complete painting.

It's a person standing in the box and putting his hand on top of the box.

It seems to be an allegory, the box is the coffin, and the person is me. It should be Hong Qingsheng telling me how to get out of trouble.

You can use your hand to top the top and not move, this method has been tried a long time ago, if it can be opened, Lao Tzu would have gone out a long time ago.

I shook my head, puzzled, and looked at it for a while, but I didn't find any clues.

Suddenly, I noticed that the eyes of the person above seemed to be wrong, he looked up, and his eyes should have looked up, but he was not, but looked down......

"Holy!"

I finally reacted.

Your uncle, take it upside down!!

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