After Liu Fu's death, the formation emitted a faint blood light, spreading at an imperceptible speed, breaking through the seal of the door.

Tian Chong, as a part of the puppet, once again lost his mind, and had no other thoughts than to fulfill Liu Fu's wish.

Zhou Hong's face was fixed on his frightened smile, the blood array activated, and the coffin shook.

Liu Fu's son's soul was choked by a stream of yin qi and forcibly stuffed back into his body and bound, and the corpse twitched violently for a few seconds, and suddenly opened his eyes.

Unlike Liu Fu thought, he was not resurrected, but was pulled by that force in a direction contrary to life, the whole person was stiff, his body was bulging from the heat, and his bones were hard, as if all the joints had melted and then poured with a spoonful of molten iron to shape, and he couldn't bend it at once.

He jumped out of the coffin, and I immediately grabbed him and let Ziwei chase Tian Chong, who ran out of the door.

Suddenly, the sky changed suddenly, and the inside and outside of the door were drowned out by strange screams, and the walls on both sides of the gate cracked, and everyone, living and dead, were all sucked into the blood array.

I was unwilling to be restrained, a lot of blood was lost in my body, and my physical strength couldn't keep up with my heart, seeing them crowded together, the hand holding Tian Chong's son finally let go, and was collided and squeezed by this crowd, and was caught in the turbid waves.

When the chaos in his mind gradually became clear, he was grabbed out of the blood array, stuffed into a room, and closed the door.

I looked at Jiang Xun and saw that he was neither injured nor contaminated with yin qi, so I gasped and asked, "Where have you been?" ”

"Does it matter?" He didn't answer, looked back at the room, and asked in a deep voice, "Do you know the solution?" ”

I was silent, and Jiang Xun said: "There is no time, we can escape at least a few people will be alive, and even we will have to bury those dead people if it is consumed." Shen Qing, you pour out your heart and lungs for others, do they care? What did those people call you just now, don't you understand? Do you have to rush to get your face over and let them hit them? ”

"What do you see?" I breathed a sigh of relief, the corners of my lips twitching slightly, and I looked at him with hatred, "Where were you then?" What do you hear! ”

"What do I see, what do I hear, and you don't know as a person?" Jiang Xun said coolly: "Shen Qing, you have thought about it, you are not a savior, you have no obligation to consider other people, the premise if you want to save people is that you can let yourself live first, don't end up putting the cart before the horse, laborious and thankless." ”

The door on the other side was knocked open, I was nervous for a moment, hesitated after seeing the person who came, and said to Jiang Xun in a low voice: "Don't tell Ziwei." ”

Jiang Xun sneered, and I bypassed him and helped drag Tang Jiao's body in.

"Master, what should we do?" Ziwei's face turned pale, "Everyone is outside." ”

I was speechless, and my exhaustion was greater than his.

Is there no other way?

"Ziwei ......" My voice was hoarse, and in the face of his worried eyes, the words that came to my mouth slipped in my throat, and I kept retreating.

"We have to give up this town and get out of it ourselves." Jiang Xun took my words, his eyes swept over me carelessly, and relieved me of the siege.

"But they're all—" Ziwei looked at me halfway through his words, and suddenly received some kind of information, and as if he had received some information, he fell silent, just like me.

I put my arm around his shoulder, and he lowered his head, not speaking, not seeing.

Jiang Xun took out the paper figure, and I made a few simple strokes with my fingers on Tang Jiao to remove the excess breath on his body, and the lonely soul inside had been beaten out by Zi Wei, and now I don't know where to go.

Returning Tang Jiao's soul to his own body, Jiang Xun slapped him the back of the head, and the person quickly kicked his legs and came to his senses.

Tang Jiao jumped up from the ground for the first time, moved his hands and feet, and his eyes were full of tears of resurrection, almost crying on the spot.

He walked sideways, glanced out at the door, his expression became more ugly, and he turned his head and scolded Jiang Xun.

Jiang Xun patted him on the shoulder and sighed.

I looked out and saw that the situation was worse than I had imagined, and the development was becoming more and more uncontrollable.

I swallowed the fear in my heart, pretended to indifferently let Ziwei clean up my things, walked to the ancestral master's tablet and put on a stick of incense, did not light it, and said softly: "The disciple is not filial, he was killed today, and he had to violate the ancestral teachings." I only hope that the master has a spirit in the sky, please bless us through this calamity and find out the truth of the matter. This pillar of incense is owed to you by the disciples, and when the water comes out in the future, you will return here, and the incense clothes and candles will be offered to repay this wish. ”

After speaking, he put away the tablet and wrapped it in a piece of cloth, and put it into the unpacked package.

There are only a set of tools and those books handed down by Shen Ji's ancestors, Shen Ji can throw away anything, only these few things, even if I have to exchange my life, I am willing.

"Say, where are you going?" Jiang Xun put his hand on the latch of the door and looked at me.

I mentally calculated the route, walked to the side where the coffin board was stored, and looked at the innermost coffin.

From the day I came here, Master told me that it was left to him by every treasurer, but because of the special inheritance, no one used it, and if one day he was gone, the coffin would be left to me.

At that time, I didn't understand, this coffin was obviously sealed, how could it still be used, and I didn't know what it meant to be gone, thinking it was death, and ignoring it out of fear and avoidance, but I didn't want to be more sad than death.

I walked to the side, picked up a piece of silk cloth and dusted it off, and used a claw hammer to bring down the seven nails that had been nailed to it.

The coffin was silent, and I clutched the nails and took one last look, not opening it or thinking about what was stored there.

After closing the small door of the side room, he walked up to the three of them, and one of them gave a coffin nail and said, "There are too many people, and if you want to seal it, you can only seal the entire Dongyan Town." After going out for a while, Ziwei went east, went to the monument, and smashed the nail into the mud behind the monument. To the north, where there was an oil mill, Tang Jiao smashed a nail into the door of his main house. Jiang Xun went south, along the road, there was a river, smashed the nail into the middle of the river. ”

Ziwei and Tang Jiao nodded, and Jiang Xun asked me, "What about you?" ”

I took a breath, "I'll go to the ancestral grave, and only I can go to that place." There is no time to delay, everyone should protect their own safety, and remember that the nails must be deep. After smashing in, Ziwei didn't move, and we all went there to meet and leave together. ”

Jiang Xun didn't move, I looked directly at him, my eyes met, and no one avoided him.

Tang Jiao pulled him and said anxiously: "Hurry up, I didn't hear what Shopkeeper Shen said, if you don't leave, you will die!" ”

Jiang Xun first withdrew his gaze, walked to the door again, and turned around and swept past the three of us.

I took a deep breath, Tang Jiao's palms were sweaty, he grabbed the scratch and didn't cheer up, and when he was ready, all three of them nodded.

Jiang Xun immediately opened the door, and it was dark outside, ordinary people and ghosts, as well as possessed people, were all stacked together, and they couldn't tell the difference between you and me, someone was attacked, the stomach was pierced, the skin and flesh were torn apart, and all the things inside were squeezed out, thrown everywhere. Some were squeezed dry, leaving a dry bone, broken at the touch of a touch, hanging on the hand stretched out for help, like a strange totem hanging on a twisted branch, swaying in the wind.

I slashed the evil ghost blocking the road, and ran out desperately, Jiang Xun protected Tang Jiao until the fork, and I looked back at Ziwei who was left behind. He hesitated before the cry of the living, his steps became slower and slower, and I was about to call his name, but Ziwei forced himself to turn his face away, and gritted his teeth and chased after us.

I broke out in a cold sweat, looked at him deeply, didn't say anything, and the four of them acted separately.

Zhang Qingshan has collapsed, only a large pile of rubble remains, there is no road, even if it reaches the top, the remaining height is only about one floor.

The graveyard was not far away, and I climbed the rocks to get around the obstacles, and by the time I arrived, my hands were covered in blood. The coffins rested on the ground, one by one in a circle, and in the middle was a pair of golden silk nanmu pavilions that I had never seen before.

Nanmu is hard, extremely difficult to make, and the wood is also very precious, in the past, only the imperial tombs would be used, how could there be such a coffin in Dongyan Town.

I approached cautiously, and walked to the place where the original monument was erected with memory, and the coffin nail was about to be smashed, when an arrogance rushed into the sky from the direction of Shen Ji, and the Nanmu Pavilion behind me made a loud noise. Looking back, I saw that with just one impact, the nails on the coffin lid were half knocked out.

Frightened, I hurriedly grabbed a rock and threw it on the ground with all my might.

The rain poured on it, and the stone slipped and hit the bone on the back of my hand, and my body shook, and I gritted my teeth and continued to smash down, and the sound in the coffin became stronger and stronger. At the moment when the lid of the coffin exploded and the broken wood hit the ground, I finally nailed the nail tightly, turned around and pulled out the tart whip, but the movement behind me drowned out the sound of the coffin.

The three of them succeeded!

The ghosts in Dongyan Town cried and howled, and the voice was sharp as if it was about to puncture the eardrums.

I covered my ears and took a few steps back, the earth shook again, and the direction of Shen Ji suddenly burst into flames. Something like lava poured out from every direction, storming the city with swiftness, enveloping the entire town inside, dragging sticky tails behind it, bubbling hot. The steam smoked people, set off huge waves, and suddenly smashed in the direction of the crowd, creating more bubbles and waves.

The rain was still falling overhead, and the water and fire blended together, sealing everything inside, quickly cooling down, like a drop of resin passing through hell, rich and enveloping the mirror image, only to retain this picture, turning it into a suffering amber.

The eyes of the people in there were fixed on me, with stumps of grief and longing.

I didn't find the killers, and I didn't have the power to save them.

I stepped back again, and at my feet was Zhang Qingshan's dragon tail.

At this moment, its eyes are closed, never to be opened again.

Tears welled up spontaneously, I clenched my chest, and all the sorrows and joys of the past sixteen years turned into sharp blades, cutting people's hearts with a knife.

From then on, Ziwei and I no longer had a place to contain us.

Master's face came to mind, and I endured the pain and wiped the tears from my face over and over again.

Turning around, the Nanmu coffin was empty, the bottom of the coffin was full of blood, and when I poked it out with my hand, it still carried a fresh breath.