The two returned to the lobby, one left and one right, looking for possible keys.

Zhuo Cuo searched very carefully, almost inch by inch, this matter involved his own net worth and life, even a reckless and careless person will definitely become extremely careful now.

When Zhuo Cuo and Zhang Ling met, there was still no trace of the key.

Zhang Ling pointed at Zhuo Cuo.

Zhuo Cuo understood, climbed up a wooden pillar to the beam, and searched for it with his waist bent.

You can see the dead faces of his comrades on the beams of the house, and the faces of the dead people who are dried and blackened are gloomy and compassionate, which makes Zhuo Cuo always feel that he is staring at himself, which makes him uncomfortable.

With Zhuo Cuo's movements on the beam, a large amount of dust on it kept falling, Zhuo Cuo looked around on it, and just when he thought he still found nothing, he suddenly found that there was a black thing in the corner of the beam.

The flashlight shone over and found a shabby cloth bag.

Zhuo Cuo was overjoyed in his heart, and wanted to turn over, stretched out his hand to hang on the wooden beam and swing it over, and when his body approached, he reached out and grabbed the cloth bag.

Then it fell to the ground.

Zhang Ling saw Zhuo Cuo holding something in his hand, and immediately stepped forward, "Found it?" ”

"This thing, found on the beams of the house, is probably it!"

Zhuo Cuo put the cloth bag on the ground, asked Zhang Ling to take the flashlight, and solved it himself.

The color of the cloth bag is bright red, because of the relationship of time, the red has faded a lot, a little whitish, and after unraveling, a wooden box is revealed inside.

When the two of them saw the box again, their eyes lit up, but when Zhuo Cuo opened it, what appeared in front of them was not the key he thought, but a yellow ribbon.

"What is this?"

Zhuo Tso grabbed the ribbon, and his tone revealed disappointment.

The ribbon is bright yellow, probably because it is well kept, but the ribbon is still bright in color and has red text on it.

"I don't understand the things here in the Central Plains, you can take a look."

Zhuo Tso couldn't see it, but he knew that this thing was placed on the beams of the house, and it would definitely not be an ordinary thing.

Zhang Ling took the ribbon and unfolded it, and found that it was written in traditional Chinese letters, and the paint should be cinnabar.

She struggled to identify the handwriting on it, and roughly judged that this should be a Taoist exercise, but as for which aspect of cultivation, it was not something she could see at her level.

"It should be a practice book!"

The two of them came here, they were both a certain amount of frustration, if they changed places, they could get a Taoist cultivation exercise, they must be extremely happy, but at this time, the danger was at stake, even if the peerless exercise was in front of them, what was the use?

The urgent need now is to find the key that can open the wooden door.

"What now? Now I've searched all over here, but I still haven't found the key, and you said no, the key isn't here at all. ”

"No, we still have a place to look!"

"Where do you say?"

The two of them looked in the direction of Lao Dao's corpse, yes, since there is no other place, if there is indeed a key here, then the only place is on this Lao Dao's corpse.

As the two turned their heads, they suddenly found that Lao Dao, who had been sitting on the futon before, disappeared without knowing when!

Only one futon was left in place.

Zhuo Cuo's pupils shook, "It's gone, where did you go, you were down there just now, didn't you notice?" ”

"I've been looking up at your movements just now! Could it be that it disappeared at that time? ”

"Where can you go? In a coffin? ”

The two walked to the front of the vermilion coffin, Zhuo Cuo glanced at Zhang Ling, Zhang Ling took out a dagger from his trouser leg, held it in his hand, pointed the sharp blade at the coffin and nodded to Zhuo Cuo.

Zhuo Cuo took a deep breath, pushed his hands forward, and pushed the coffin lid open at once.

"Empty!"

There was silence in the lobby.

Now the corpse of Lao Dao, who is most likely wearing the key, has disappeared, and the two of them are in a predicament all of a sudden, which is worse than the revival of Lao Dao's corpse.

The corpses were revived, and no matter what, there was always a glimmer of hope, and now they didn't even have the slightest hope.

Zhang Ling's silver teeth were clenched, the chill in her eyes was even worse, and she squeezed out a word from her mouth, "Find!" ”

The two immediately walked out of the lobby, each in charge of a corridor, to find Lao Dao's body.

It's funny, the two of them were afraid of Lao Dao's corpse before, and even when they were looking for the key in the lobby, they even avoided Lao Dao intentionally or unintentionally.

The reason why Lao Dao's corpse can disappear so quietly has a lot to do with this.

A monster that will burst out to eat people at any time, is now sitting obediently still, but its own existence has put a lot of pressure on the two of them.

And now, they were extremely eager to see that face covered with corpse spots and horror.

Zhuo Cuo walked in the corridor, his brain was in a mess, he didn't know now, he really found the corpse of Lao Dao in a while, and he really rushed to fight and find out the key?

The key is on Lao Dao, it's just their guess, once they don't have it? What should I do at that time, and even, if this key is not in this Taoist temple at all, what should I do at that time?

Soon, Zhuo Cuo walked to the end of the corridor, and found nothing, but smelled a strong smell of corpses in his nose, coming from the black coffin, when he came out in the morning, there was no smell, what is the situation now?

Could it have something to do with the missing old way?

I was hiding in the closet last night, and I smelled this smell, and now this smell comes out during the day, does it mean that the prison messenger inside the coffin is about to get up?

Thinking of this, his heart trembled violently, he couldn't delay it any longer, and it might not be safe during the day now.

He looked at the room where he had been hiding last night, and suddenly realized that there was an extra lock on the wooden door.

Exactly the same as the lock here.

"Locked!"

Zhuo Cuo hurriedly raised his hand to push the door, and his hand retracted like lightning.

At this time, Zhang Ling also came out from the other side, glanced at the black coffin with fear, and then walked to Zhuo Cuo.

"Something's been discovered!"

"The room where I hid last night was locked!"

Zhang Ling opened her mouth and wanted to speak, but she only felt a dry throat.

"Is it the old way?"

"I don't know."

"And now?"

"Let's go back first."

The two returned to the lobby and turned the place up again, and Zhang Ling even wanted to pry up the green bricks on the ground.

But the green brick didn't seem to be ordinary, and she tried it a few times and put it down.

"Let's go through our thoughts again, at first we judged that the key was just a guess in the lobby, right, now we rule out this guess, so where else might the key appear?"

Zhang Ling was talking, and suddenly Zhuo Cuo had a flash of inspiration in his mind, interrupting Zhang Ling's words, "Let me confirm, you were hung on the beam before, are you still conscious, no, I'm asking, can you still detect the movement in the lobby?" ”

Although Zhang Ling didn't know why Zhuo Cuo suddenly asked this, she still cooperated with him, "At that time, I was in a near-death state, and my perception of the outside world was still weak!" ”

"So, have you ever smelled the stench of corpses coming from that black coffin? Once you smell it, you won't forget it! ”

Speaking of this, Zhang Ling said categorically: "No, I smelled that smell for the first time just now." ”

"This means that last night, the prison messenger in the black coffin did not enter here."

"Jailer?"

"Well, the things in the black coffin last night, when I got up, walked down the corridor, just like the prison messenger patrolling the cell, so I called him the prison messenger."

"What do you mean" Speaking of this, Zhang Ling has already understood something, "This Taoist temple is a prison cell, and the things in the black coffin are prison guards, and it makes no sense to inspect only half of the prison cell last night, and the reason why it didn't enter the lobby last night was because the corpse of the old Taoist was there, and this kind of obstacle doesn't make sense, which means that this old Taoist should not be the same as the things in the black coffin, or that the old Taoist entered this Taoist temple like us when he was alive, and he was not the master of this place at all." ”

Zhuo Cuo didn't think as deeply as Zhang Ling, what he wanted to say was just the first half of Zhang Ling's words, but after listening to what Zhang Ling said, he also agreed.

"And now that Lao Dao's body is gone, that is, tonight, the prison messenger will enter this hall, but there is nothing in this hall, what will it do?"

"It'll walk through the lobby, unlock the wooden door, and go inside!"

"Not bad!"

The two changed their thinking, no longer preconceived notions that the old Taoist in a Taoist robe must be a Taoist priest in the Taoist temple, and if the old Taoist is also an outsider, then of course there is no key on his body, and if he wants to open the door, he still has to fall on the black coffin.

"In that case, where are we going to hide tonight? My room was locked last night! ”

"Didn't you say that before? You are in the closet, the jailer did not shoot at you, and the wooden door blocked the things that knocked on the door at night, and the wardrobe, the wooden door, and the black coffin are all of the same material, which means that this kind of wood can block the weirdness here, and have you noticed that the smell on our bodies is somewhat similar? ”

"Taste?"

Zhuo Cuo sniffed himself, "The smell of blood? ”

"No, you sniff it carefully."

Zhang Ling took the initiative to step forward, and Zhuo Cuo saw that she didn't care, so he sniffed hard in front of him.

"The smell of rotting wood!"

"Yes, I woke up from this red coffin, although this red coffin is covered with thick vermilion paint, it should be the same material as the black coffin, and this coffin is next to the old Dao's corpse, it should be the hiding place that the old Dao entered here and prepared for himself!"

"Then everything is there now, we will hide in the red coffin tonight, wait for the prison messenger to come in, open the door, and then wait for dawn to enter."

"No, when the jailer comes out again, lock the door, and we'll follow the jailer in tonight."

"Okay, listen to you."

While the two were talking, there was some movement outside the temple, the sound of the wind rising, and the rustle of the trees shaking.

The wind is getting stronger.

"It's windy, is it going to rain?"

At this time, the sky was slowly dimming, and there was a scene of heavy rain coming.

There was a sound of the wind blowing through the cracks of the building in the Taoist temple, blowing the white cloth in the lobby and the dried corpses hanging on it swaying from side to side.

And the whining wind unconsciously turned into a strange cry.

"Why is this wind more and more like a cry!"

Zhuo Tso was disturbed by the sudden change.

"It's not surprising that anything happens in a place like this."

"The black coffin just now already smells of corpses, I think it may not be twelve o'clock at midnight today, and the prison messenger will be revived, and now this is the case, for the sake of safety, I think we should hide in the coffin first!"

"Good!"

The two walked to the coffin, Zhuo Cuo suddenly felt a little embarrassed, the coffin was originally for one person to lie down, and now if two people want to enter, it must be very crowded, and he and a woman are crowded together, and some parts will inevitably be touched.

Zhang Ling seemed to see through Zhuo Cuo's thoughts, "Okay, when is it now, I still have the heart to think about this." ”

She was the first to enter the coffin, "Come in quickly!" ”

"Oh!"

Zhuo Cuo put the coffin board on the ground on the coffin first, got into it himself, and lay down with his head in the direction of Zhang Ling's feet. Then close the coffin lid little by little inside.

As the coffin lid was tightly closed, the inside of the coffin became pitch black, and Zhuo Cuo also knew for the first time that a woman's body was so soft.

"Hurry up and recover your strength now!"

Zhang Ling's voice came from the darkness.

"Hmm!"

Zhuo Tso smelled the rotten smell of the coffin, but felt that the smell brought him an indescribable sense of security.

As the two entered the coffin, they heard the movement outside getting louder and louder, and the 'crying' was everywhere.

Zhuocuo didn't feel much as a Tibetan, but Zhang Ling felt as if she was attending a funeral.

A funeral of his own, surrounded by a circle of people outside, crying to himself.

"It's really crying, and it's not people around!"

Zhang Ling forced herself to stop thinking and keep her state of mind as calm as possible.

I don't know how long it took, and suddenly the coffin lid "popped!" There was a tremor, and the two people inside trembled together.

Then there was a constant slapping sound.

"Here we go again, knocked on the door last night, and said it in the past, why are you still shooting the coffin now!"

Zhuo Cuo guessed that the thing outside should be the same as the one that knocked on the door last night, and now it is definitely not twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, and sure enough, as he guessed, this thing will run out as soon as it gets dark.

The two of them let the outside slap on the coffin, and after a while, the sound disappeared, and there was another long wait, and Zhuo Cuo couldn't help but feel sleepy.

This time is different from when I entered the Taoist temple, I basically haven't had a good rest in the past two days, and I am always worried, in a state of vigilance at any time, and I am very consumed by my mind, and now I am finally in a relatively safe space, and after a long time, my eyelids are getting heavier and heavier.

Zhuo Cuo didn't know if he was asleep or not, as if he was in a half-asleep state, and in his confusion, there seemed to be footsteps.

Closer and closer, closer and closer, until suddenly there was the sound of fingernails scratching on the lid of the coffin, and Zhuo Cuo woke up with a spirit.

"Coming? No, it doesn't smell like a corpse! ”

Zhuo Cuo was puzzled, and suddenly felt that something outside actually began to push the lid of the coffin, trying to push it open.

"Not good!"

Zhuo Tso reacted suddenly, and heard the coffin lid already sliding, and a cool breeze suddenly blew in through a crack in the opening.

He hurriedly pressed his hand against the board, and Zhang Ling also reacted and raised his hand to prevent the coffin lid from being pushed open.

The gap that appeared was Zhuo Cuo's side, and through the gap, he saw a human face exposed in the darkness outside, and at the moment when the human face appeared, a golden light suddenly emitted from the coffin, and the source of the golden light was the ribbon that was temporarily put away in Zhang Ling's arms.

With the golden light emitting, Zhuo Cuo also saw clearly that the face in front of him was not the old way that they couldn't find for a long time, and suddenly disappeared.

The old Dao's corpse-strewn face was cold and stiff, as if it was because they had taken their place and wanted to drive them out.

"Why can't this coffin stop this old way!"

Zhuo Cuo shouted in his heart, because they were inside, they couldn't exert their strength, and they couldn't stop Lao Dao's movements, so they saw that the gap in front of them was getting bigger and bigger, and Lao Dao also leaned down, as if he wanted to poke his head in.

At this time, Zhang Ling suddenly withdrew her hand, took out the ribbon in her arms, and pressed it towards the coffin board.

This press really had an effect, Zhuo Cuo felt the force on the board suddenly loosen, and then he took this opportunity to quickly rub the board back, Zhang Ling also unfolded the ribbon and handed it to Zhuo Cuo, and the ribbon unfolded by the two pressed on the coffin board.

Then I heard footsteps outside circling the coffin, it should be that the old corpse had nothing to do with the ribbon, and was unwilling to leave.

After turning around several times, a strong smell of corpses suddenly came, and the smell appeared, and the sound of footsteps wandering outside disappeared immediately, replaced by the distinctive heavy footsteps of the prison guards.

"Now it's time for the Lord to arrive!"

Zhuo Cuo didn't dare to relax yet, knowing that now was a critical time.

The sound of footsteps walked all the way to the edge of the coffin, and walked straight over without stopping long, and then I heard a crisp sound of metal colliding.

After hearing this voice, both of them were happy in their hearts, knowing that they had made the right bet, and the key was indeed still on this prison errand.

The two waited for a while, Zhang Ling pushed Zhuo Cuo with his knee and signaled to him, Zhuo Cuo no longer hesitated, raised his hand to lift the coffin lid, and the person jumped out from the inside, scanned left and right, and found that there was no change in the lobby.

"Let's go!"

The two of them have no choice at this time, whether they live or die, it depends on whether there is a way out in the back!

After entering the wooden door, they found that there was a thick and indissolvable darkness in front of them, and the light of the tactical flashlight in Zhuo Cuo's hand was also swallowed by this darkness, except for the blue brick road under their feet and the three feet in front of them, nothing else could be seen.

They took a few steps forward and found that there was still nothing around them, as if there was nothing but darkness.

"Something is wrong, I can't go anymore!"

Zhang Ling immediately stopped and said.

Entering the darkness, there is no direction, once you go far, I am afraid that it is an extravagant hope to return the same way.

At this moment, the ribbon in Zhang Ling's hand came out with golden light again, but this time the golden light was very dim.

"Did the old corpse come in too?"

After what happened just now, the two judged that this ribbon could exercise a certain restraint on the corpse of the old Dao, and the glow meant that the corpse of the old Dao should appear nearby.

Soon, the two of them saw a green candle light not far from the left, and under the candlelight, the corpse of Lao Dao holding a black candle was reflected, heading towards the depths of darkness.

Although they were not very far apart, the darkness seemed to be able to isolate the perception of the old corpse from them, and they saw it without looking at this side, and disappeared into the depths of darkness all the way.

"That candle seems familiar!"

"It's a candle on the offering table in front of the statue!"

Zhang Ling recognized it immediately, she was hiding behind the statue at the time, looked at the candle a few more times, and thought at that time, how could there be a candle that was black, so she was not impressed.

"I know, to get out of this darkness, you have to use candles to light it! Go back and get the candles! ”

The two of them stopped and immediately returned, but fortunately they did not go far and quickly walked out of the wooden door.

Now that the corpse of Lao Dao and the black coffin are almost gone, it is the best opportunity.

The two of them moved quickly and rushed forward, and when they entered the corridor, they saw a pillar of light from the flashlight flash, and a black shadow flew towards the two.

Zhuo Cuo walked in the front, and when he saw this, he punched towards the black shadow, who knew that his fist actually pierced through and hit nothing.

The black shadow didn't take Zhuo Cuo, but went directly towards Zhang Ling behind.

The dagger in Zhang Ling's hand stabbed forward, but it still had no effect, and the black shadow actually drilled into Zhang Ling's lower abdomen.

Zhang Ling was shocked, did this black shadow want to take his womb and reincarnate, and Zhang Ling shuddered at the thought that a ghost baby was going to be born in his belly.

At this time, the ribbon in his left hand also emitted a golden light, but this golden light came too slowly, and the black shadow had already penetrated into it, and Zhang Ling suddenly felt a cold and colic pain in his lower abdomen.

Her eyes showed a fierce color, and with a turn of her wrist, the dagger was inserted into her stomach, and then she pulled it hard, and then wrapped the ribbon in her left hand and went deep into the wound, and a baby's scream came out of her stomach, and then Zhang Ling felt that she was grasping something in her hand, and then she withdrew fiercely, and a gray baby was withdrawn, and at the same time a piece of her intestines came out.

When Zhuo Cuo saw this scene, he gasped, and said in his heart that this woman is really a ruthless person, and she is like this to herself and the enemy, it can be imagined.

Zhang Ling's face turned pale, cut off the intestine, and then quickly wrapped the baby with a ribbon with both hands.

The baby screamed in the ribbon, and in a moment it dissipated into a puff of black smoke.

As it dissipated, Zhang Ling also received a sequence kill prompt, and at the same time, a warm current came from her body.

At this time, Zhuo Cuo had already ripped off the vest he was wearing inside, which was not as dirty as his coat, and immediately tied Zhang Ling to the wound.

Zhang Ling still wanted to hold on, but as soon as she moved, she was soft, and she was about to fall down, and was supported by Zhuo Cuo.

"Hurry up! Take the candles! ”

Zhuo Cuo supported Zhang Ling and walked all the way towards the main hall.

(End of chapter)