Yu Lan looked at me and asked anxiously, "What's wrong with you?" ”

I couldn't react for a moment, and asked stiffly, "Where did we just go?" ”

Yu Lan asked suspiciously, "Where are you going?" I didn't go anywhere, we were talking just now, you have to say that you are sleepy, you want to sleep for a while. When I turned around, you climbed into the coffin by yourself, you were too heavy, I couldn't drag you at all, so I had to let you lie here. ”

The cold sweat on my back burst out at once, I have no impression of these things that Yu Lan said, why did I crawl into the coffin without realizing it?

Yu Lan patted my face vigorously and asked, "What's wrong with you?" ”

I quickly climbed out of the coffin, rubbed my face vigorously, and asked, "Tell me, what happened just now?" ”

Yu Lan shook his watch at me and said, "You have slept for less than ten minutes in total, what can happen?" ”

So I was just dreaming?

Yu Lan still asked uneasily, "Are you really okay?" ”

The more I think about this, the more wrong it becomes, if it's really evil, it shouldn't be me who was recruited, how can I say that I am also a Taoist, what the hell is so blind, dare to take the initiative to provoke a Taoist?

In a way, this kind of behavior is tantamount to a thief provoking the police.

But in order not to make Yu Lan more worried, I chose to hide what I just happened.

I shook my head and said, "It's okay, maybe I've been too tired lately, let's go inside." ”

Having said that, I was still muttering in my heart, and I was full of worry about the empty room in front of me, and I looked back at the white coffin, and there was something indescribable in my heart.

I have reason to suspect that this dream-like scene could be some kind of harbinger.

Yu Lan's watch suddenly shook, and Yu Lan whispered, "It's twelve o'clock." ”

The time has come, and the hundred ghosts are walking at night, and this time makes me even more uneasy.

I took the Sanqing Bell in my hand, and Yu Lan walked towards the house step by step, I looked at the Sanqing Bell in my hand, and sighed silently: Sanqing Bell is a good magic weapon, but as a weapon is still almost meaningless, although the canopy ruler is easy to use, but after all, it is a wooden object, too brittle, and it is a little timidal to use, I suddenly miss my lost big seal.

As I experienced more and more, I also understood how important a good weapon was to me.

I secretly made up my mind that when I went back this time, I must find someone to get a weapon to take advantage of, and in this kind of crisis, only the weapon in my hand can make me completely feel at ease.

The last tin door, right in front of me, was written in red lacquer with three large characters: morgue.

I took a deep breath and pushed the heavy iron door open, and as soon as the door opened, several pieces of yellow paper fluttered through the crack in the door.

I picked it up and looked at it, and it turned out to be an evil charm!

And judging from the notes of the drawing talisman, the person who drew the talisman is not shallow, which proves that there are decent Taoist people here before!

Then in the moonlight, I saw several black coffins, neatly parked at the base of the wall, and I walked in vigilantly and approached the coffin carefully.

I didn't pay attention to my feet, and kicked on the corner of the coffin, but there was a crisp sound, how did this coffin seem to be made of metal?

If that's the case, maybe Yu Lan and I should really run away.

Because, since ancient times, there is only one thing that can be sealed with an iron coffin - zombies.

Zombies are such a thing, jumping out of the Three Realms, not in the Five Elements. There are very few things that can restrain zombies, the ink fountain bears the brunt, glutinous rice follows, and the black dog blood is finally capped.

Coincidentally, I don't have any of these three things.

The one that my master and I met in Gaoji Village before was killed by mistake, and now I am equivalent to fighting with my bare hands, what to fight?

I tentatively placed my hand on the coffin, and the cold of metal was peculiar.

It's really an iron coffin!