At this time, Tao Chuan, who had gone to see the coffin of the corpse king, came back.

"The corpse is too heavy, like last night, he should be inside."

The conclusion given by Tao Chuan made everyone a little happy, just find the right place, at least the first step was taken, and then what Tao Chuan said made them feel that the situation was not optimistic.

"I can't open the coffin, I'm afraid I can only wait until the evening when he comes out by himself, so many coffins, my requiem spell may not be able to take effect in full, I can get as many as I want, you can pry open a few and pry a few, stop retaining physical strength at dusk, and fight at night."

Everyone nodded, and the six people were divided into three groups, Tao Chuan, Xie Lin and Jiu Hongshi.

After opening five coffins, the mutation was born.

The blue-black corpse poison spread out from the direction of the corpse king at an extremely fast speed, like a heavy fog, and even the sunlight became a little fainter.

Tao Chuan said in a hurried voice: "Hide in the coffin quickly, don't be touched." ”

Once inhaled, it will be poisoned, and it will turn into a zombie in a short period of time, and even if you hold your breath, the parts that come into contact with your skin will easily fester.

As soon as Tao Chuan spoke, the experienced players had already tumbled into the coffin next to him.

Xie Qing didn't think about pulling Lin Zhi into one of them, he pressed a dried corpse under him, holding Lin Zhi on his body, and after lying in it for a few seconds, Xie Qing realized that he was too aggressive, because as long as Lin Zhi was ghosted, he was not affected by the corpse poison at all.

After they lay down in the coffin, the lid of the coffin closed automatically, and the space was so small that only the sound of human breathing could be heard.

Shi Yimeng let out an exclamation when the lid was closed, and pushed the coffin lid hard, but he didn't expect to push it open with a slight push.

He sat up, saw the corpse poison that was still spreading, and quickly lay down again, closed the lid peacefully, and loudly informed his teammates of the news.

Xie Qing pushed it tentatively, and found that it was indeed the case.

Xie Qinggang wanted to talk and laugh with Lin Zhi to ease the atmosphere, but found that Lin Zhi's dark eyes were slightly red.

The ordinary black coffin that exuded the smell of rotting wood and corpses became wide and heavy, revealing the faint fragrance of fine wood, and some of the dried corpses that were lying in this coffin disappeared without a trace, turning into soft satin, Xie Qing didn't need to look to know that this bed must be embroidered with red mandarin ducks.

This is Lin Weaving's coffin, which appeared on the day they worshipped, and in his dreams.

Xie Qing remembered very clearly, the red coffin was covered with mandarin duck brocade, and his bride was lying inside.

Now the situation is different, he is lying in it, Lin Zhi is lying on his body, his soft blonde hair is full of healthy and fresh breath, and there is a sense of error that time and space coincide and reverse.

The coffin should feel heavy and solemn and even a little gloomy and depressing, representing the death of withering and cold sleep, and lying in this slightly cramped square space, smelling the sweet fragrance of Lin Zhi's body, Xie Qing felt relieved in the confinement.

The redness in Lin Zhi's eyes faded, and he saw the distraction on Xie Qing's face.

He was a little surprised, he didn't think that Xie Qing would be uncomfortable, and was about to explain, but he saw Xie Qing's eyes move, and Xie Qing's sincere praise sounded in his ears.

"I can't believe how there is such a perfect person in the world, even the coffin is so beautiful, and it makes people lie so comfortably."

Xie Qing's praise does not contain a little water, anyway, Lin Zhi's coffin is the best-looking coffin, not comparable to those ordinary goods outside, even the coffin of the corpse king is far inferior, if this is seen by the corpse king, he must go overnight and cut eighteen knives to ask for the same style.

Lin Zhi looked at Xie Qing and stopped talking, but in the end he didn't say anything, and continued to be speechless.

When Xie Qing began to ask him if he could change the coffin to a double mode, Lin Zhi finally couldn't bear to say a nonsense: "Aren't you afraid?" ”

"Of course I'm not afraid, wife, didn't I tell you that I was born in a coffin, so I was quite curious about this when I was a child, others are afraid of the dead, but I'm not afraid, when those people are buried, I will secretly run to see them, and often go to the cemetery to play, thinking about what it feels like to lie in a coffin. But I'm not so lacking in morality.,Go to lie in someone else's house.,So when I grew up, I went to the secret room as an NPC.,Lying in the props.,It's quite boring.,Or your wife, you're the most comfortable.,I like it the most.。 ”

Xie Qing brought up his past in a relaxed tone, and enthusiastically shared with Lin Zhi what he thought was funny.

As he told the story, he also fell into memories, and seemed to see the small gray village, the adoptive mother who always wore a blue floral apron around her waist, and saw the cemetery in the back mountain, the tombstones, and the wild flowers and weeds growing next to the grave of his biological mother and father.

He would pull it out when he was fine, but he was small, and he always had a hard time, and the other children didn't play with him, and he didn't play with them, so he went to his mother's grave and told her what he saw today.

Sometimes he wanted to dig up his mother's grave, pry open the coffin that was big for him, take a look at his mother inside, look at the place where he was born, and he would lie on the grave, and often feel that he had also floated underground, curled up beside his mother.

Grandma told him that he was not an ominous child, he was a miracle of life, and he could still survive tenaciously after his mother died, indicating that he should come to this world.

At the last moment when Grandma ran out of oil and the lamp dried up, she still held his hand to let him live happily, and later adoptive parents gave him a birthday every year, hoping that he would grow up healthy and happy, and the relatives he loved and loved him hoped that he could live like this.

Xie Qing sometimes feels that this expectation is also cruel, he is unwilling to go against their words, and strives to grow in the direction they want, but sometimes he feels, is it really meaningful? Should a life that should have died with its mother really come to this world?

Xie Qing felt a little happy that what his parents said was indeed right, it was still meaningful, if he hadn't grown like this for twenty years, how could he meet Lin Zhi when he came down, and he didn't even have the qualifications to enter the infinite game.

Xie Qing's speech was fast and bright, and Lin Zhi looked at him silently, a little sentimental.

Xie Qing continued: "But doesn't it matter if we do this, won't they find that the coffin we are lying on has changed?" ”

"They won't find out."

Lin Zhi used a blinding method, and even Tao Chuan couldn't detect the changes in the coffin.

Xie Qing suddenly thought of the funny thing that happened when he was a staff member in the secret room, and was about to say it to Lin Zhi, but his lips were suddenly covered with softness.

Lin Zhi lowered his eyes and kissed Xie Qing's lips, and his fingers sank into Xie Qing's soft hair.

Xie Qing's eyes widened slightly, hooking the tip of Lin Zhi's tongue.

He didn't show anything at all why Lin Weaving always knew, he really couldn't stand Lin Weaving's intimate appearance with him with some love and pity, which made him really want to mess up Lin Weaving.

The young man's warm palm reached into the edge of the skirt, and the fabric that had dried out was already like an ornament, leaving traces of what he had touched.

In the cemetery in the eastern suburbs, Tao Chuan got up first and glanced at the situation outside.

The corpse poison had not spread anymore, Tao Chuan left the coffin, and was about to call the other teammates when he found another wave of corpse poison spraying from the direction of the corpse king.

It seems that he has really noticed that someone has broken in, but he can't get up during the day, so he can only drive them away in this way.

Tao Chuan exchanged his points for things, drew talismans with his mind, broke into several coffins opened by his teammates, and announced his next plan.

"This corpse poison is in waves, it's a bit troublesome, I can deal with it, you don't have to spend points to buy things to deal with, I have already painted a hidden charm on the coffin you are in, don't come out first, wait for it to get dark and our corpse king will be caught off guard."

The other teammates responded movingly, and Xie Qing also responded in a low voice.

Several players and even Tao Chuan didn't know what kind of beauty was hidden in the sealed coffin beside him.

Lao Shu looked at the mouth full of screens in front of him and fell into deep thought.

Chapter 154: The Ghost Wife of Infinite Players

Xie Qing seemed to be in a sweet and beautiful dream, irrepressibly excited, and in Lin Zhi's eyes staring at him, he threw away all reason.

The space inside the coffin is limited, and it should be full of decay, withering and decay, but it is full of astonishing vitality.

The ghost is like a beautiful flower growing out of the bones in a coffin, and his roots are rooted in his flesh and soul.

Lin Weaving's lips were red and plump, with slight signs of breakage.

The fabric of the short skirt is soft and spreading, enveloping the square inch.

The narrow abode that symbolizes death, the paradoxical danger of having others, the desperate fanaticism and loss of reason, even people like Xie Qing feel crazy and indulge happily.

Xie Qing muttered Lin Zhi's name, he deliberately let it go more slowly, looking at Lin Zhi's expression persistently, fascinated by any emotion in his eyebrows.

Like the last moments before dawn, there seems to be no end to the short but long one.

It was obviously an unbearable place of horror, but because of the spread of sweet fragrance, Xie Qing felt that it was hopelessly romantic.

Xie Qing was born in a coffin, and because of it, he was burdened with an ominous reputation, and he was sent to his relatives to lie in it several times, and it was difficult to see each other again after life and death. Now his long-standing impression of the coffin has been washed away again, and the horror has long since turned into passionate love.

"Wife, I love you so much, I really love you."

Xie Qing murmured, and when he poured out his love words, his heartbeat also responded.

How could he like Lin Weaving so much, so much that he wanted to be with him forever.

The emotions were too high, which already made Xie Qing's heart hurt slightly.

However, this kind of pain was also sweet for Xie Qing, he had no scruples, and let him beat at a frequency that his body could not bear.

Xie Qing used to hate his heart, the organ that kept his life running, this fragile and weird part of the tenacious part, and he even felt that this was his ominous source.

If this is not the case, why does he feel an omenous pain before the death of a loved one, and he can do nothing.

But now it's different, how important his heart is, maintaining the contract between him and Lin Weaving, is the habitat where Lin Weaving follows him through the dungeon, in order to stay with Lin Weaving for a long time, he has to protect his heart.

Lin Zhi wanted to vomit at first, but his eyebrows stretched later.

He didn't miss Xie Qing's words, or he couldn't miss it at all, Xie Qing said it more than once.

Xie Qing is a person who has nothing to do with introverted, three points like to say from his mouth can become ten points, and when he likes it very much, it makes people feel that they want to overflow.

Lin Zhi didn't answer these words in time, not because he didn't plan to say it, but because he needed to wait.

Of course, there is also a bit of Lin Zhi's personality, and he doesn't say it through his habit.

Fortunately, with the cover of Lin Weaving's illusion, the teammates outside did not notice the strange shaking of the coffin.

"Wife, you seem to be warming up."

Xie Qing chuckled in Lin Zhi's ear and clasped Lin Zhi's hand.

How a dead body can be reheated is just an illusion of over-entanglement, and the temperature is transmitted through the inside and outside.

Lin Zhi didn't answer, Xie Qing's sweatshirt and jacket on his body were long gone, it was a product that Xie Qing bought with points, and Xie Qing could choose to store it in the rest space at any time.

The boy's waist was thin and thin, and the skirt was rolled up like a stacked cloud.

Xie Qing is not a person who likes to be silent at such a time, but whenever he has empty lips and tongues, he has to pour out his affection to make people feel his liking.

He seemed to be about to crush Lin Weaving, and when his reason collapsed, he seemed to hear the response from Lin Weaving's mouth.

Xie Qing stopped abruptly, holding Lin Zhi's face a little eagerly, worried that he was hallucinating.

"Wife, what did you just say, you say it again, I didn't hear clearly."

Xie Qing's heart was more painful because of the nervousness, making his breathing a little uncomfortable.

It was as if his heart was being clutched by an invisible hand, and the blood was spurting out like squeezed juice, making him dizzy.

"I gave the answer when I first met you, otherwise why would I pick you alone and live in your heart."

Lin Zhi propped up his body slightly, his legs were separated and knelt at Xie Qing's side, even though the coffin was padded with soft brocade, his knees were still red, in order to avoid this discomfort, and in order to give Xie Qing a sensory impact, he turned into a ghost form.

The long golden hair turned into green silk, and the fabric of the wedding dress was cold, which contrasted with the big red coffin.

The young man's black hair and snow skin, even if he turned into a ghost form, was still closely connected to Xie Qing and had not changed.

There was a slight mist in his eyes that had not yet dissipated, and Xie Qing's disbelief and ecstasy were reflected in his black and white eyes.

Xie Qing had long been blinded by Lin Zhi's words, even if Lin Zhi didn't say 'like' the second time, it was no different from saying it.

Fate suddenly lifted the veil in front of him, and jokingly told him that it was different from what he thought, Lin Zhi liked him and liked him for a long time!

"It turns out that your wife, you fell in love with me at first sight!"