Master Jiang said, "If you really want to die, why do you have to ask me? Don't you know the way to the third level? ”

"I don't dare to die, and I have to pretend to ask for directions."

"Fuyang, you're a bit hypocritical."

I was speechless and said, "Which way is it?" I don't know. ”

Master Jiang said, "I really don't know? ”

I said, "I don't know. ”

Master Jiang said: "If you really don't know, then don't go." ”

"This IQ ...... It's easy to be killed. ”

Me: "......"

Master Jiang also stopped paying attention to me, carried my grandfather's corpse on his back, and quickly left.

He didn't seem to want me to go, so he sneered at me.

When he was gone, I started circling the coffin.

How do you get in the third floor, the third floor, the third floor?

Is it the same as the second layer, lying inside the coffin, waiting to turn into bones, and then entering the third layer?

I sighed, climbed inside the coffin, and lay in.

The coffin lid has been broken by Master Jiang, so there is no need to cover it.

I opened my eyes, looked at the darkness above my head, and began to be in a daze.

I looked like I was in a daze, but in fact, my mind was thinking about all kinds of complicated scenarios.

Suddenly, I was shocked and remembered something.

When I was on the second floor, the passage of time was different inside and outside the coffin.

And now?

Is the passage of time the same?

Is it fast or slow inside the coffin?

I thought about it, spat on the yellow paper, and held it up.

After a few moments, I put the yellow paper back.

I looked at the yellow paper and saw that the saliva was still like that.

To put it this way...... Is the time the same inside and outside the coffin?

I looked at the darkness above my head, and suddenly I wondered a little uneasy: Is it because there is no coffin lid, so the time has passed the same?

If that's the case, wouldn't I really lie here until I turn into bones?

Thinking of this, I sat up from the coffin.

According to this, Master Jiang broke the coffin lid, but he missed my big thing?

I jumped out of the coffin in a rage, wanting to go to Master Jiang to settle the score.

But I took two steps and stood still.

I think something is wrong.

When Master Jiang left before, looking at his attitude, it was clear that there was a way here.

Not only is there a road, but it's easy to find.

But...... Why don't I know where?

I thought about it, and finally my eyes fell on the coffin.

I saw that patch.

Don't...... The trap is here?

There's a big hole here, and if I get out of here, will I be able to get to the third floor?

But...... It's really dangerous to get out of here.

I stood in front of the coffin and thought about it.

I'm going to save my grandfather, not to die.

Recklessly, he went in and gave his life inside.

That's not filial piety, that's stupidity.

Suddenly, I remembered what my grandfather had done when he was dying.

He wrote many Buddhist scriptures during his lifetime and wrapped his body in Buddhist scriptures.

Moreover, he also relied on Buddhist scriptures to force back the mysterious man.

What if I did the same?

Buddhist scriptures, I can't write.

In a hurry, I can't write much.

I took out a large piece of yellow paper and wrote Amitabha Buddha all over it.

Then, I wrapped my body in yellow paper.

Whether it's life or death, just gamble.

I wrapped myself in yellow paper and jumped into the coffin, and then I slapped my palm on the patch.

The patch flew up immediately.

I hugged the patch and lay on top of the gap.

For a moment, I felt a hand scratching at my back.

Instead of resisting, I tried to hunch my back.

Soon, I felt a pair of cold hands stretched out from the hole, and the Buddhist scriptures on my body, the hot hand kept shrinking.

But in his eyes, I was like a delicious meal.

He dragged me greedily, and eventually dragged me to the third floor.

Before falling into the third floor, I grabbed the patch and slammed it hard at the hole.

The remaining nails in the patch blocked the hole.

I breathed a sigh of relief.

At least, I didn't hurt anyone else.

With a thud, I fell to the third floor.

I opened my eyes and saw an ugly ghost tearing the yellow paper off my body.

It was as if he had just taken a piping hot egg out of the pan.

In a hurry to open the shell of the egg and eat the contents.

I took a deep breath and secretly charged up.

When the ghost bent down again, I suddenly stretched out my hands, opened the yellow paper, and covered the demon.

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The demon let out a scream.

He struggled through the yellow paper.

But the fragile yellow paper has become extremely resilient.

I wrapped him tightly and didn't move.

The Buddhist scriptures on the yellow paper glowed with golden light, and I couldn't open my eyes.

So, I closed my eyes and continued to press the yellow paper.

After a few minutes, the demon in the yellow paper stopped moving.

When I opened my eyes, I found that the yellow paper had become soft and crumbling.

The evil spirits inside seem to have disappeared.

"Ran away?"

"Won't it?"

"He's going to really run away and not seek revenge on me?"

I muttered two sentences to myself, and then stepped on the yellow paper with my foot.

There's really nothing down there.

At least the demon is definitely not there.

I uncovered the yellow paper.

Then I froze.

Below, there are really no demons, but there are a few more things.