The owner of the tomb is still alive!

I had a clever brain, and I subconsciously squatted down.

I squatted on the ground and didn't dare to look up, but my ears were pricked up, listening carefully to the movement outside.

Fortunately, there were no special sounds other than the breathing of the tomb owner.

It did not crawl out of the coffin.

Instead of looking up, I took out a small mirror and looked at the owner of the tomb through it.

When I saw it, I was taken aback again.

The body of the owner of the tomb is too weird.

He was sitting upright in the coffin, and I could see his upper body.

I saw that his head was intact, and even a little ruddy. When I breathe, the wings of my nose open slightly.

But from the neck, it was completely dry bones.

The bones are not even white, but a dull gray that has begun to decay.

Such a person is actually alive? What kind of evil thing is this?

Then I noticed that every time the owner of the tomb breathed, some red blood would faintly appear on his cervical vertebrae.

There was even a cervical vertebra that showed signs of bloody flesh.

Raw meat with white bones?!

Is this to bring the dead back to life?

It's too rebellious, isn't it?

Then I noticed that every time the owner of the tomb breathed, the souls kneeling around them would tremble, and then their souls would weaken.

In an instant I understood that the owner of the tomb was sucking their souls and using them as nourishment to bring themselves back to life.

After a few minutes, the owner's breathing waned, and he slowly lay back into the coffin.

The breathing was gone, and the owner of the tomb seemed to be asleep.

I picked up a stone from the ground and threw it at the coffin.

With a bang, the stone hit the coffin with a crisp sound.

There was no movement from the owner of the tomb in the coffin.

I held my breath, slowly stood up, and walked over to the coffin.

When I was halfway there, I suddenly felt a chill on my ankle and someone grabbed my ankle.

I was so frightened that I looked down and saw a dry skeleton with white hand bones on my feet.

My cold sweat came down in one fell swoop.

However, when I looked at it, I realized that the dry bones were no longer lifeless, just a pile of dead things.

It must have been because my trouser leg hooked it, and by chance, it grabbed my ankle.

I shook my right foot slightly, and the bones of my hand fell to the ground in pieces.

I continued to walk forward to the coffin.

I glanced inside and froze.

At that moment, I felt my blood surge and my brain was a little dizzy.

I saw the Yin Dragon.

It is exactly the same Yin Dragon as the mass grave in our village.

This yin dragon was also nailed to the top of the coffin.

And the strange thing is that this Yin Dragon and the tomb owner actually have signs of fusion.

The tail of the Yin Dragon has been fused with the feet of the tomb owner.

It's just that I don't know why, halfway through the fusion, the Yin Dragon and the tomb owner are all dead.

Is there a connection between the person in this coffin and the mysterious person in the mass grave?

Does the owner of the tomb want to use the Yin Dragon to bring the dead back to life?

With this in mind, I took the plunge and began to examine the coffin carefully.

Soon I found out that the heart of the tomb owner and the Yin Dragon were all nailed with a peach wood nail.

Someone once came here and killed them while they were halfway through the fusion.

It's just that...... Peach wood nails can only destroy their bodies, but they can't destroy the soul of the tomb owner, especially the fierce aura.

What good can it be to crucify him? The owner of the tomb carries a fierce aura, isn't it still possible to do evil?

Since this master can kill the tomb owner with a peach wood nail, he can't even think of this, right?

Soon, I found another mark on the coffin lid next to it.

This mark seems to have been pressed out over many years, boxy, like a stone seal.

I struck a match and looked carefully at the light from the side.

I found that the text had been pressed out of the lid of the coffin, which read: Zhu You Liu Yin.

It was a master of Zhuyou surnamed Liu, who left the stone seal on the coffin and suppressed the owner of the tomb.

I instantly understood, no wonder the tomb owner had turned into dry bones below the head.

Because he has been suppressed by Zhu Youyin for many years, his fierce spirit, vitality, and soul have been worn away little by little.

His body was also turning into dry bones inch by inch. When the ossification is completed, he will completely disappear and cannot harm the world.

[In view of the general environment,

Unfortunately, when the ossification reached the skull, the stone seal was gone, so the tomb owner broke the seal and woke up from his slumber, and he nourished his body by sucking the soul.

I guess in a little while, he might even leave the tomb and go outside to make trouble.

Where did the lithographs go?

I searched around the tomb and found nothing.

However, although I did not find a lithograph, I had some unexpected gains.

I discovered Kong Jiuquan's physical body.

His flesh knelt in the back row, holding an altar in his arms. In this jar, it should be his five internal organs.

That's great! With this thing, Kong Jiuquan will be able to wake up, and I will be able to inquire about the jade dagger.

As a result, I had just been happy for less than a second when I heard a movement in the coffin.

I quickly squatted down.

The owner of the tomb sat up, looked around suspiciously, and then sniffed deeply.

He seemed to smell me.

My heart was drumming, I was holding my breath, and I didn't dare to breathe.

Fortunately, the owner of the tomb absorbed the soul for a while and then lay back down.

I breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Kong Jiuquan's soul, and suddenly became anxious.

Kong Jiuquan's soul is already a little weak, and if he is sucked by the tomb owner a few more times, wouldn't it be over?

Thinking of this, I put Kong Jiuquan's body on my back and pulled his soul outside.

While the owner of the tomb is asleep, let's leave this ghost place first.

As for the situation of the owner of the tomb, I will talk about it later.

I carried Kong Jiuquan's body on my back and came to the vicinity of the robbery cave.

Just as he was trying to find a way to stuff him in, suddenly a gust of wind blew behind him.

I was shocked, and subconsciously lowered my head to avoid it.

Who knew that with a slam on my neck, something wrapped around my neck and dragged me to the ground.

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