I thought to myself that I had read countless books, and I was used to seeing strange and strange things in the world.

But the well-shaped coffin in front of me really made me lose my confidence a little.

Because I can't even tell what this thing is made of!

The wooden coffin buries the dead corpse, the iron coffin town zombie, and the sarcophagus presses the evil corpse.

In addition, there are earthen coffins, water coffins, fire coffins, and even very rare holy coffins.

I have seen all kinds of coffins in the classics. But I haven't seen a coffin that can't even be named by the material.

Yu Daoran leaned over and said, "Lao Zhang, what are you doing in a daze?" Open the coffin early, do things early! ”

I frowned and said impatiently, "You know a fart!" Different coffins should be opened in different ways! The wrong way is used, that's going to happen! ”

Zhang Mofa has turned into a ghost, once the wrong method is used to open the coffin, the consequences must be more serious than I imagined, this stall, I can't mess around.

As for the feng shui coffin, Yu Daoran was far less familiar than me, and he saw that I frowned, not like he was joking, so he didn't speak again.

I took out a glow stick and carefully illuminated the coffin, only to see a layer of fine runes on the surface of the coffin, like tadpoles, constantly moving with the light and darkness.

The runes are different, but they can be linked to each other to form one combination of runes after another.

Some of the combined runes were like slaps laughing, while others were the size of fingernails.

The main thing is that even the combination runes are slowly changing, as if to form a larger combination rune.

Suddenly, a record flashed through my mind that I had forgotten for a long, long time.

The source of the runes.

Runes, what the hell are they? Why can we restrain evil spirits and distinguish yin and yang?

It is impossible to verify who wrote this account. Conceptually, runes are a natural product and part of the rules of this world.

For example, the lines on the leaves are a kind of rune.

The traces of thunder and lightning cutting through the sky are also a kind of rune.

The erosion of the ground by the flow of water, the form of burning fire, and even the boundary between light and darkness are all all kinds of runes that nature has brought!

The ancients extracted the essence of these patterns and improved them to form the prototype of modern runes, which was also the only way people could think of to fight against evil demons after the fall of witch culture.

Therefore, modern runes, at the beginning, were also called natural runes.

The original modern runes were nowhere near as powerful as they are now. But for thousands of years, people have been constantly optimizing runes, constantly looking for new runes, and constantly trying various combinations of runes.

So by now, modern runes are fundamentally different from the original.

But seriously, it's really hard to say who is more powerful than the ancient runes and the primeval scripts, it can only be said that each has its own merits, and the users of modern runes have gone out of their own way.

If I'm not mistaken, these runes that are constantly scattering and gathering, gathering and scattering, are the original appearance of modern runes.

I scrutinized and studied carefully, and waited until Yu Daoran was a little impatient before I took a deep breath and said, "The coffin can be opened!" ”

"Get out of the way!"

Yu Daoran's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly took a few steps back and said, "Brother! I'll show you on the side! ”

I sneered: "No need to hide so far, this is a closed space, if I die, you won't live!" ”

Yu Daoran's face flushed slightly, and he said, "Am I the kind of person who is afraid of death?" Bro, I just don't want to bother you! Hurry up! Work! ”

I ignored him, but pulled out the tantric iron rod, and the red lotus karmic fire suddenly flashed, and then gently landed on the coffin.

On the coffin is the fire character, the red lotus karmic fire, which is also one of the thirty-six yang fires.

As soon as the flames licked the coffin, countless tiny runes spread out like swimming fish.

I was quick with my eyes, and when I reached out and patted it, I saw the blood flowing from the tips of my fingers, which was printed on the coffin board.

It is strange to say, but wherever the blood flows, those tiny runes like swimming fish are as fearful as snakes and scorpions, and they no longer dare to approach the location where the blood is.

I kept using the red lotus karmic fire to drive away the tiny runes, dripping blood on some key locations.

But seeing that the range of blood is getting bigger and bigger, the runes are being forced farther and farther away.

Then my body shook suddenly, and an old voice suddenly came from my ears: "You are a disciple of the Zhang family?" ”

The voice was so abrupt and ethereal that I couldn't tell if it was the real voice or the voice that echoed directly in my head.

I didn't dare to move at the moment, but said respectfully: "Don't Xiao descendant Zhang Jiusin, I have seen my grandfather!" ”

As I spoke, I was still apprehensive in my heart.

Yu Daoran said that his grandfather had been invaded by resentment and turned into a ghost.

But now, it seems that they can still communicate normally.

The voice sighed in my head and said, "Great grandfather? Now, has it been a long time? ”

I replied quickly: "It's been more than a hundred years." ”

Zhang Mofa is his grandfather's grandfather, but he died early, and when he died, his grandfather's father was probably not married, so he naturally didn't know what his grandfather's name was.

But it doesn't matter, as long as you can recognize your relatives.

It's just that this way of communication is very awkward, as if the other party is directly communicating with me with his soul, otherwise, Yu Daoran, the dead liar, doesn't need to probe his brain there, full of confusion.

After Zhang Mofa heard me say more than a hundred years, his tone fluctuated slightly: "It turns out that it has been more than a hundred years. ”

"That turbulent era is over."

Although it was a bit of an idiot to discuss these things with Zhang Mofa, since I had a request for help, I still answered honestly: "Back to my grandfather's words, that era of war and chaos has passed. ”

"Now in Middle Earth, the Haiyan River is clear, the evil is not obvious, the people live and work in peace and contentment, they are well fed and clothed, you don't have to worry about it."

Zhang Mofa's voice came to my head again: "Haiyan Heqing? Demons are not visible? Why, then, did you come to Sin City to ask for your own suffering? ”

"Is it true that the National Master of Zhang Gong is about to break the seal?"

"Or is the Troubled Times National Master going to launch the Troubled Times Plan again?"

"If the real Haiyan River is clear, the evil is not revealed, and the sin city should not be opened!"

I was dumbfounded, who said that Zhang Mofa was now invaded by resentment and became delirious, and only knew that he had killed someone?

Damn, Yu Daoran, you big liar! Fool Lao Tzu again!

Great-grandfather was not only sane, but also able to think! As for what you said about being corrupted by resentment, just kidding! So many runes just now were carried on the coffin.

Those grievances can break through this layer of rune defense?

I glared at Yu Daoran fiercely, this guy obviously didn't know what was going on, and shouted softly: "Hurry up!" Finish early, leave early! ”

I ignored him anymore, but hurriedly explained: "Great grandfather, in a hundred years, the vicissitudes of life, the 100,000 Yin soldiers in the Sin City are trying to escape in every possible way. ”

"The flesh and blood of three thousand exorcists have maintained Sin City for a hundred years, and now there is something wrong, which can be considered excusable."

The voice in his head was silent for a moment, and then whispered, "So you came to me to let me regain control of the whole city?" ”

"If that's the case, I advise you not to think about it. I'm just an ordinary revenant. ”

"In this city, I'm just like them, a prisoner. Hehe......"

I was silent for a moment, indeed, whether it was Zhang Gong Guoshi or Zhang Mofa, whether it was 100,000 Yin soldiers, or 3,000 dead souls who were killed.

There are prisoners in this city, and no one can escape from it.

I said, "Great Grandfather, Sin City has existed for a hundred years, and it should be time for destruction. ”

"After a while, the last role of this city will also disappear, and the evil spirits will come out of the city, and this place will eventually become a ruin."

Zhang Mofa was silent for a while, and then said slowly: "My responsibility has been fulfilled. The evil people are out of the city, and it has nothing to do with me. ”

"That's what an exorcist in this day and age should do."

I was stunned, because I really didn't expect Zhang Mofa to say such a thing.

I thought he would be furious and shouting to kill all those demons, but what was going on?

Regardless? Or is there no way to do it?

I cautiously said, "Great Grandfather, the price you have paid for Middle-earth is too great, and even future generations will be condemned as sinners by the teachers of the troubled times. ”

"I know you have resentment and hatred in your heart. But even if you don't live for the world, you have to think about it for me, okay? ”

"Just outside, there are three powerful guys blocking the door, wanting to arrest me and dedicate it to the national teacher of the troubled times!"

Anyway, you're also my great-grandfather, you can't die without help, right?

Even if you don't want to mind the things in Sin City, I'm your descendant.

I can't see where Zhang Mofa is, and I don't know if his three souls and seven spirits have come out, or if he is still in this coffin of unknown material.

Anyway, his voice came from my head again: "Outside is the Zhanggong National Teacher, and the Void Belly Ghost King of the Underworld." ”

"These two evils, even a hundred years ago, were both masters of the famous town, and now after a hundred years, their strength must be more sophisticated."

"I'm sorry, I used to probably not take them seriously. But now I'm no match for them. ”

"I'm just a remnant ......"

Hearing this, my brain suddenly buzzed,, remnant soul?

In the past, the powerhouse who killed 3,000 exorcists outside the country and single-handedly created the entire Sin City is now just a remnant soul?

Where are his three souls and seven spirits?

If that's the case, wouldn't Yu Daoran and I go for nothing?

Zhang Mofa chuckled softly: "Aren't you disappointed?" ”

"No, you should be rejoicing. If it weren't for the fact that I only have one remnant soul now, I would have killed you just when you tried to open the immortal coffin. ”

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