The intense light entered Lin Mochen's eyes again, but the pain didn't seem to be so intense. The only thing in the sky is still in the sight of the fingers. This also made Lin Mochen understand that he was in an open field, or maybe on the top of a house.

Anyway, I am directly receiving the baptism of nature - sun bathing.

The sun has been shining a little bit! There has been no hotter than this moment in twenty or thirty years. Of course, it's not clear what the sun tastes like at the equator. Lin Mochen has been to Guangxi in the south, or in winter. However, the winter there is really comfortable, and it is enough to have short sleeves during the day and a shirt at night.

Lin Mochen was a little worried. I don't know if the prankster guy put on sunscreen or sprayed himself with sunscreen. Otherwise, it seems that he is going to tan an octave again. This is estimated to exceed the carbon content of "Prince Dark Horse", which should be close to the tone of black people. We don't discriminate against black people, but I don't want to be black!

Lin Mochen didn't have time to despair, his eyes slowly adapted to this brightness, and the items in his vision slowly became clearer. He finally saw something else besides the sky.

Miserable white fingers! Thin fingers! Not like the fingers of Lin Mochen's fingers!

This、Yes、I、of、Hand?

Did you sleep a night? Lin Mochen felt that he should have been hidden in the cellar for a few years or even more than ten years, otherwise how could this hand become like this. Moreover, there is no memory for these years, or even decades!

Vegetable?

Lin Mochen really couldn't think of symptoms that suited him. Of course, what he wanted to know more was what the situation was now, how could he be in this situation inexplicably?

Lin Mochen slowly pulled his hand under his chin, slowly adapting to the light, and also enduring the scorching sun. Lin Mochen, who was in a state of hard work, slowly calmed down, and he began to discover more details.

It should be a relatively primitive place, with no vehicles coming and going. It's no wonder that there are such blue skies and white clouds here;

It's hot, but I don't seem to be sweating. There is indeed something wrong with my body, and how big the problem is is still to be tested;

There should be no one around. So far, no one has responded or appeared.

Well, on your own!

Hopefully that guy also kept his phone for himself.

It's not right, for so long, the phone has not broken and has long been out of battery. Although I haven't used the latest mobile phone at the beginning, I have learned about it.

Lin Mochen felt bitter in his heart!

The obstruction of the eyes of the hands gradually decreased, and there were more and more things in the field of vision. Next to him was ochre-colored wood, and he was in a rectangular box.

Have I ever died? Lin Mochen's nerves suddenly became incomparably large.

And then resurrected?

Who raised me back?

Shouldn't there be an altar next to it and the lid of my coffin?

Lin Mochen immediately accepted the plot of being resurrected after his death. Because he was lying in the coffin, because the lid of the coffin was gone. This also explains his current situation - he became a vegetative person for several years, then he was euthanized, then he was put in a coffin, and now he was saved by a spell cast by the legendary master. The reason why I didn't meet Dr. Gao Ming was that some doctors had already come out to ask for credit. Uh, no, it's asking for money. Uh, that's not right...... Mr. Lin Mochen, who can never control his brain circuits.

This should be a wilderness, so that it won't cause panic among others. Lin Mochen began to look forward to it again, looking forward to meeting with the master. It's better to be able to visit a teacher.

The fear of death seems to have disappeared all at once, and it is the one who has died once.

Lin Mochen began to try to sit up. Grab the edge of the coffin with both hands, and then slowly sit up with the strength of your waist.

The body froze.

"Ahh

"This, this, is this a mass grave or a cemetery?" This sentence quickly crossed Lin Mochen's heart and ended, and he didn't have time to say it from Lin Mochen's mouth.

Before his stiff hand was released, Lin Mochen grabbed the edge of the coffin again. A stiff body also has the advantage of not reacting quickly and avoiding lying back in the coffin.

A fear of death returned to Lin Mochen's body and quickly occupied his entire heart. Lin Mochen's idea of summoning a master also disappeared, and his movements became more slight.

He's scared!

He couldn't figure out what he was like again!

Is there someone here who is like him, coming back from the dead? Or is there something more terrifying?

Lin Mochen was very scared, because his physical condition could not support him to run away, dodge and other intense sports, so as to protect himself and escape from here.

Holding back the horror in his heart, Lin Mochen carefully looked at the surrounding situation. The jerky neck finally helped the eyes see the far left and the far right clearly.

Coffin!

Although they vary in shape and color, they are all long strips. Lin Mochen felt that he had entered Yizhuang, the kind of place where the coffin was stored. However, this place is open-air, and the scale is also enlarged.

Lin Mochen wanted to swallow his saliva, but he just swallowed dryly. He ninja panics and re-examines himself. The pajamas with short sleeves and long pants are as good as I remember, the ten fingers are thin and slender, the nails are slightly long, and the face is not clear, probably thin and pale.

I am......

Corpse?

Corpse.

Corpse?

Lin Mochen didn't dare to continue thinking about it, but slowly climbed out of the coffin. He was going to find a shady place, the sun was very uncomfortable, and he didn't want to stay in the coffin himself, not because of the lack of a lid, but because he was still used to covering the bedding.

Lin Mochen tried to stand up, his bones rattling. Although the action is stiff, it is not as fragile as imagined. Lin Mochen quickly stood up without the slightest sway.

Lin Mochen saw a wooden board of the same color as his shrub behind the coffin.

Lin Mochen stepped out of the coffin, and as soon as he landed, he was staggered. It turned out that the ground was sunken by him, and it was not deep.

Unlucky, stepped on soft ground. Lin Mochen looked around, full of coffins, and he seemed to be in the middle. Behind them are some coffins with light colors and almost no textures, and in front are some coffins with dark colors and complex lines. Lin Mochen was suddenly a little curious about what his coffin looked like.

The ochre-colored coffin is simple and elegant, the shape is the traditional coffin shape, the front is large and the back is small, and the lines on the coffin are delicate and clear, making auspicious clouds. It's not bad, it's quite in line with my own aesthetics.

Let's go, hurry to the shadows and rest. I just took two steps and turned back again.

"I don't know how long this has been buried, close it......" As soon as Lin Mochen's words fell, the coffin lid automatically flew up and closed.

Lin Mochen was dumbfounded, "This has a bit of the nature of a magic weapon!" Following Lin Mochen's instructions, the lid of the coffin was slowly opened.

"Baby!" Lin Mochen was no longer afraid of the coffin, and his eyes were glowing with gold.

"How do you take this away?" Just when Lin Mochen was annoyed, the coffin turned into a beam of ghostly light and shot into Lin Mochen's body.

"Hey, it's really a baby!" It turned out that after the coffin entered Lin Mochen's body, the burning sensation on his body immediately disappeared, and was replaced by a cool and comfortable feeling.

How to summon it? As soon as the question in Lin Mochen's heart arose, a burst of ghostly light flew out of his body and turned into a coffin. Suddenly, a burning sensation came, and he hurried back, and with the thought of it, the coffin returned to his body.

"It really hurts!"

"Could those coffins be a treasure too?" Lin Mochen became greedy, but he quickly extinguished it. In his words, such tomb robberies were not in keeping with his life.

Lin Mochen walked back slowly, compared to the deep and mysterious in the front, the plain white in the back was more in line with the aesthetics of normal people.

Lin Mochen felt very strange, as he walked forward, the soil under his feet sank deeper and deeper, and it was already close to a foot deep. "This won't go into the mud, will it?" Lin Mochen felt that he should go back, or he might go underground and bury himself.

Pressing the coffin next to him and turning around, "Click!" Lin Mochen was startled. The coffin under his hand actually fell, and it was indeed pressed down by Lin Mochen for three points, leaving a palm print.

"I'm really not human anymore. Lin Mochen was a little distracted, and muttered in his mouth.

Due to the absence of the urging of the burning sensation and the jerky body, Lin Mochen did not walk fast, but as he moved, his movements became more and more smooth.

As the inscriptions under his feet became shallower and shallower, Lin Mochen felt more and more the mystery of this place. When he returned to his original position, the place where he had placed his coffin, the marks on the ground were gone.

Lin Mochen didn't stop and continued to walk forward. He's going to get out of this place before the sun goes down, and who knows what horrors will happen that night?

Hey, what's in front of you? A high mountain appeared in Lin Mochen's sight, but this one was a little strange, flat on the top, hanging on both sides, like a steel box in the city.

Lin Mochen looked intently and found that there seemed to be no coffin in front of him. At this time, the golden crow was already crumbling on the other side.

It seems that I can't get out today. Lin Mochen was a little helpless, hoping that he could spend it safely tonight.

The golden black falls, and the jade rabbit rises. In an instant, all the coffins began to vibrate, and the lid slowly opened.

"Sure enough. Lin Mochen's heart was only half occupied by fear.

One corpse after another stood up from the coffin, all sorts of costumes. Qing Dynasty official costumes, North Korean national costumes, Mongolian decorations, and so on, are all strange, some of which seem to be new, and some of which are in tatters.

"Hello. Lin Mochen trembled and greeted the zombie next to him.

Lin Mochen also wants to hide, but there are coffins except zombies here, where to hide?

The tall zombie didn't pay attention to Lin Mochen, but raised his head and roared into the sky. The dry and deep voices came and went in this open place, which did not make Lin Mochen feel scared anymore.

Zombie Mozuki? At the moment when Lin Mochen's thoughts first came to him......