Chapter 2: The Ghost Vein

"Pain..... It hurts, how can there be another space under this ghost place, shouldn't it" Li Zhu's weak body slowly stood up and muttered in a low voice.

When he stood up and saw the scene around him, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat from the top of his head, two rows of candles illuminated the space around him, a cold breath came to his face, the flames on the candle were hovering here like a ghost fire, Li Zhu looked forward and saw a coffin by the light of the candle.

This coffin is surrounded by yin energy, and it's true... There was really yin qi surrounding, Li Zhu saw that there was a large cloud of black qi coiling around this coffin, and he couldn't help but shudder, and muttered in a low voice: "What the hell, what is going on in this ghost place" As soon as the words fell, he found that this small space was full of his echoes,

"It's really terrible, how can there be an echo in such a small space, it's really strange" Li Zhu thought of this, and couldn't help but put his goal on this coffin again, took a deep breath, and walked like this coffin, and when he got close, Li Zhuzai carefully observed this coffin, the coffin is not big, and it doesn't look like the person who was buried inside will not be an adult.

Li Zhu lightly touched the nearby black qi with a trembling hand, and suddenly felt a cold and piercing aura rushing towards him, and couldn't help but take two steps back, "This.... What the hell is this, strange, I've never seen such a scene among bad people after watching anime," Li Zhu thought as he stood in front of the coffin.

"Hahaha, why should I think so much when I shouldn't exist here," Li Zhu's eyes sharpened, "This may be my only chance to live, otherwise I will be trapped and die here, it's really unwilling"

Li Zhu took a step forward and ignored the cold and piercing cold breath, and pushed the lid on the coffin with his hand, and the coffin lid moved down little by little, but for a moment, there was a bang, this was the sound of the coffin lid falling to the ground, this coffin was just made of ordinary wood, and for the twelve-year-old Li Zhu, it was still successfully opened.

Li Zhu took two deep breaths, the thoughts in his heart were suppressed by him, his eyes looked at the coffin, this glance, the scene inside did not look so penetrating, but it still made Li Zhu shiver, there was a little boy lying in the coffin, yes, it was a little boy, it looked like a little boy who was asleep, lying in the coffin and sleeping smoothly.

"This ..... How can there be a child in this place" Li Zhu looked at the little boy and his heart was full of doubts, he thought that there might be a dry bone in this coffin, or a zombie in it, but how could this be a little boy.

Li Zhu picked up the candle next to him and shone it into the coffin, and saw that the child's head was as bright as a little monk, but this body was covered with black tattoos everywhere, and this tattoo seemed to be as incomparably infiltrating as it was alive, making people look terrible, and there was a strange black mark printed in the center of his head, which looked incomprehensible,

Li Zhu gradually probed the little boy's snort with his hand, and finally confirmed that the little boy was indeed not breathing, and the little boy had already died completely, but what Li Zhu was puzzled about was that the little boy's body was playing the same as how to live, and the flesh was not rotten, as if he could come back to life at any time.

Li Zhu borrowed the candle flame to look around the coffin, he found that the little boy had a parchment roll under his right hand, Li Zhu gently pulled the parchment roll out from under the little boy's hand, Li Zhu leaned on the coffin and sat on the ground, holding a candle in one hand, and gently spreading the parchment roll on his legs with one hand and opening it little by little.

When the appearance of this parchment scroll gradually opened, Li Zhu was deeply shocked, because he saw the three big characters on the top of this parchment scroll called - Ghost Vein.

"This, what's going on, how can there be a ghost vein in this bad person's world," Li Zhu was shocked, he suddenly thought, if this is really a ghost vein, then, this person, and his appearance, isn't he Ding Shaping, how can this appear under this dungeon, thinking of this, Li Zhu looked at the ghost vein in his hand again, and gradually fell into contemplation.

"Hahahaha, if.... If you cultivate this ghost vein, wouldn't you really be able to live, leave this dark dungeon, leave this Jiaolan Palace, this "prosperous" thousand-year-old ancient capital Luoyang, it's really heaven and earth."

Li Zhu stood up, looked at the little boy in the coffin, and muttered: "If you are really Ding Shaping, I think you will understand me, right, the experience of the two of us may be really the same, I want to live, only by living can I go on, and only by becoming stronger can I master life." The method of cultivating the ghost vein, hahahaha.... Hahahaha, Li Zhu looked at the little boy in the coffin and laughed.

"If you can really succeed in cultivating, then... So what? Li Zhu held the ghost vein in his hand, the scene of the palace killing was replayed in his mind, and his eyes seemed to see the raging fire again, the relatives left one by one in front of his eyes, the mountains and rivers of the country were broken, and the wind and rain were scattered.

It made Li Zhu's heart become more and more cold and piercing, and the black qi around the coffin surrounded him from nowhere, as if he felt a new joy.