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Chapter 13: The Divine Mirror Coffin

The breeze is gentle, and the cemeteries within a radius of several miles float over the blue and 'colored' phosphorus fire from time to time, like a ghostly wandering through the latest chapter of the daily life of cultivating immortals. (s., latest chapter access:. 。 The sound of footsteps in the distance came, and the phosphorus fire was like a child with wisdom, burrowing into the ground and disappearing without a trace......

Hearing the prestige, the subordinates of the Cui family have already chased after them, and when they walked into the cemetery, everyone hesitated, although they were adults, and the fear of the night was long gone, but this did not mean that they ignored the fear of the night cemetery, they were not super strong, and they were concerned about the family, and they didn't want to be stained with such an unfortunate thing.

I saw the first person carrying a long knife, pointing at the two of them and saying, "Wang Qiang, Xu Qing, you two go in and have a look!"

Two people came out of the crowd, one fat and one thin, the fat one was called Wang Qiang, and the thin one was called Xu Qing. Holding the long knife in his hand upside down, the hands holding the handle of the knife trembled in front of the 'chest', you look at me, I look at you, no one has the intention of going into the cemetery.

The leader said angrily: "Usually you two can do any bad thing, why did you do it like this tonight!"

"Old Feng... Boss Feng, this... The local evil 'door' is very, listen... Many people in the neighborhood say that as long as... Whoever has been in, no matter where he goes, after dark... Only... will come here by itself, and finally disappear..."Wang Qiang accompanied by a trembling voice, beads of sweat rolled down his forehead. Xu Qing echoed: "I've also heard of this, just the day before yesterday, there was another person missing!"

The person known as Boss Feng glanced at the cemetery behind him, hesitated for a moment, and finally said: "Don't do anything bad during the day, don't be afraid of the 'door' in front of the ghost in the middle of the night, let me go." After saying that, he clenched his long knife and walked to the cemetery. Although the group of people behind him was afraid, they finally gritted their teeth and followed, compared to the punishment of going back, it was worth being frightened.

At this time, Mu Fan was in the center of the cemetery, not very far from Boss Feng and the others, not for a while. Yu'er pulled Mu Fan who was healing, and Mu Fan woke up from his cultivation state. Looking at the direction that Yu'er was pointing, because it was dark, Boss Feng and they only had a black shadow left in Mu Fan's eyes, and Mu Fan's face turned pale instantly, is this a ghost? Hurriedly pulled Yu'er up and prepared to escape.

Many of Boss Feng's subordinates saw the movement here, and they all shrunk their necks and stopped in place, and some of them directly trembled with their 'legs', or even knelt on the ground. The two people treat each other as ghosts!

Mu Fan, who was in a hurry, just stood up and heard the sound of wood breaking, and the sand under his feet slid instantly, because the speed was too fast, Mu Fanyuer didn't have time to react, and sank into the ground with the sand, and the huge stone tablet also lost its center of gravity and smashed down.

"Boom" a loud sound, just now the 'hole' mouth of the sand formed by the white mist erupted, like the demon king when he woke up spewed out of the white mist, the cemetery everyone saw it, they all shouted and threw away the long knife in their hands and rushed to the original road, even worse, fell to the ground heavily, but got up again and jumped, and did not feel pain. However, in the blink of an eye, only Boss Feng remained in place.

"What are you running, keep walking forward, and see what is going on!" said Boss Feng loudly as he strode forward, like an order. Due to the habit of leading the team for many years, every time he finished speaking, he would hear a neat and confident voice "obey orders", but today it was surprisingly quiet. Boss Feng stopped, "You bunch of rabbit cubs, ...... today" Seeing that there was no one behind him, he swallowed back the words that came to his mouth, swallowed his saliva, and remembered the bursts of white smoke that had just risen, "Ah...... Help" A shout came out, and Boss Feng ran back, disappearing in an instant, leaving only a long knife that had been thrown into the air and had not yet landed......

Mu Fan was slammed to the ground, shaking the sand on his body, looking around, but there was no Yu'er, he called Yu'er's name, but there was no response. When the fog subsided, only a ray of moonlight shot into the mouth of the hole, illuminating half of the tombstone.

When Mu Fan calmed down, the faint sound of breathing came into his ears, Mu Fan looked for half of the tombstone illuminated by the moonlight, only to see a 'exposed' foot under the tilted tombstone, wearing the shoes that Mu Fan bought yesterday, Mu Fan was startled "Yu'er", and hurriedly used his hands to carry the huge tombstone, such a tombstone is at least about 800 catties, and the severe pain on his body came, Mu Fan Ninja did not let go of the severe pain, he was afraid that Yu'er would be hurt twice because of gravity again.

It took a lot of effort to lift the stele and let go of his hand, the tombstone fell to the ground with a loud sound, and a layer of earth mist spread, and Mu Fan coughed for a while, and the peasants of the last days counterattacked.

Cleaned up the dust on Yu'er's body and hurriedly looked for the place where Yu'er was injured, but Mu Fan was shocked for a while, and he couldn't believe his eyes, Yu'er didn't have a little injury on his body. At this time, Yu'er looked at Mu Fan who was looking at her like a monster with wide eyes, and she said with a stiff bite: "Brother... Brother, how... What's wrong".

Mu Fan came back to his senses, was stunned for a moment, and said, "It's nothing, do you feel anything uncomfortable?" A "brother" made Mu Fan very happy, he finally let this suffering child recognize himself, but he didn't expect that Yu'er would be in such a scene when he called him brother for the first time, in such a situation.

Yu'er shook her head, and Mu Fan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

By the moonlight, Mu Fan took out the flint and lit the torch on the wall that had been 'inserted' for many years, the tomb was illuminated, and an underground house appeared in front of him, the wooden structure did not look like anyone's tomb, and there was a blue 'colored' crystal coffin on a high platform of more than one meter directly south of the tomb, which was a bit of a conflict with this simple tomb.

The coffin seemed transparent, but it was impossible to see what was inside. The head of the coffin is facing east, the tail is facing west, and there is a bronze mirror standing on the side of Mu Fan, the surface is spotless, and there is no rust, the blue 'colored' crystal coffin, and the clean copper mirror make the small burial chamber full of strange smells.

"Yu'er, don't run around standing here, I'll go over and take a look. In such a strange environment, Mu Fan was very worried that there would be unexpected accidents.

Mu Fan approached step by step, and only the breathing of the two could be heard in the quiet space, one long and one short.

Finally, Mu Fan touched the bronze mirror, and there was no such thing as a mechanism, presumably someone deliberately made the tomb look like this, to hide people's eyes.

Mu Fan held the bronze mirror in his hand, and immediately there was a feeling of coldness, like snow and frost. At such a close distance, Mu Fan finally saw this bronze mirror clearly: the mirror surface was as smooth as ever, and a huge hill was engraved on the edge, there was no creature at all, it was extremely weird, I don't know where it was! Mu Fan didn't understand what this meant, and put the bronze mirror away.

Mu Fan walked onto the stone platform where the crystal coffin was placed. The blue 'colored' crystal coffin emits a faint glow and has its own brilliance. There is no 'flower' pattern on the crystal coffin, as if it has just been cut and has not been carved, only a hair-thick gap between the coffin lid and the coffin body.

Mu Fan tried his best, but in the end he didn't open the crystal coffin. Even his telekinetic invasion was blocked. Mu Fan could only give up, only to find other things.

It's strange to say, Mu Fanzai searched carefully and didn't find anything again. In such a tomb, let's say it's simple, there are treasures like crystal coffins, let's say it's rich, there are only two things in the tomb, and if the torches are counted, it's three.

Mu Fan was a little speechless, stroking and 'touching' the coffin back and forth, and finally put the entire crystal coffin directly into the magic word storage order. Yu'er in the distance saw Mu Fan turning the two-meter-long coffin into a two-meter-long coffin like a trick, and his small hands covered his wide open mouth.

Mu Fan jumped off the stone platform, came to Yu'er and took out the bronze mirror and said, "You are a 'girl' child, this bronze mirror is very suitable for you, so leave it for you." ”

Yu'er shyly stretched out his hand to pick up the bronze mirror handed to him by Mu Fan, as soon as the snow-white little hand touched the bronze mirror, there was an instant sound of "Zizi", a wisp of white smoke rose, and Yu'er hurriedly withdrew his hand. The snow-white little hands and fingers were still burned, and Mu Fan hurriedly threw the bronze mirror on the ground, rummaging for the burn 'medicine' in the magic word storage order. Fortunately, the Demon Yue that does all kinds of evil is fully prepared.

Yu'er, who had applied the 'medicine', also got out of her fear and looked at Mu Fan. Mu Fan stroked Yu'er's hair and said, "It's okay, it's okay." ”

Picking up the bronze mirror on the ground, Mu Fan had countless questions about the 'girl' child beside him. How could a seven- or eight-year-old learn to speak? How could a seven- or eight-year-old child be unscathed under the pressure of a huge stone tablet? How could a cold bronze mirror burn her?

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