Chapter 2: The Ghost Grave

The crazy old man looked at the eyes staring at him in the corner, and his heart sank, this person was hiding in such a cold place, most of them were cultivating the art of yin and evil, I was afraid that it would be difficult to provoke. At the moment, he carried the Qiankun coffin on his back and showed weakness: "I don't know that my seniors are here, please forgive me for disturbing my seniors' rest." ”

The silence in the burial chamber was suffocating, but the eyes in the corner were still staring at the mad old man motionlessly.

Could it be a dead man?

The mad old man shook his head, if it was a dead person, where did this sigh come from?

The crazy old man and Mo Ran glanced at each other, and said stiffly: "Where is Your Excellency sacred, isn't it hiding in this tomb to scare the old man!"

It's still quiet, and it's scary.

The crazy old man squinted, looked at the eyes staring at him in the corner again, the more he looked at it, the more angry he became, he snorted coldly, and said angrily: "The old man is a person with status, a gallant mouse, if he is a fellow matchmaker, he must be here for the reward order of the Zhao family in the city, but unfortunately, the girl in the coffin today, the old man likes it very much, and it must be taken away, Your Excellency, please find another place, it will be indefinite!"

After that, the crazy old man squeezed his eyebrows at Mo Ran, who was stunned on the side, and signaled to go quickly, Mo Ran peeked at the dead man's eye in the lower corner, and quickly jumped onto the wine gourd at the foot of the crazy old man.

"I didn't expect that you actually knew the Qiankun coffin, I underestimated you, cough cough ......"

This sound sounded like a newborn baby learning to speak, the voice was immature, but there was a faint hint of old age, even if the crazy old man was well-informed, he had never heard such a strange voice.

The crazy old man's heart trembled, he protected Mo Ran behind him, stared at the eyes in the corner, and said: "The old man has traveled all over the world, and he knows what is strange about some rumors in the streets and alleys, but Your Excellency, he does not dare to look at people with his true face, hiding in this place of the Yin Tomb, and using this "Netherworld Gathering Array" to absorb the breath of the undead under the thousand-year-old Yin Tomb, I think it is the descendant who is pursuing the legend of "Strange Zero"!"

An eerie laugh came from the corner: "Boom, boom...... Old thing, that kind of ethereal legend, how can the old student believe it, just looking for a quiet place to cultivate one's self and temperament, but you two ordinary people disturbed you and said, who appointed you?"

The crazy old man cursed in his heart, opened his eyes and said nonsense, obviously using this "Netherworld Gathering Array" to absorb the undead qi in the ground, and said that it was not for the "treacherous" legend, when the old man was blind?

Mo Ran replied in a respectful and low voice: "This senior, you have misunderstood, we are the underworld medium who digs up the grave and finds the corpse to do the underworld marriage business, no one assigns it, and there are many offenses, and the seniors are invited to be high-ranking nobles." ”

"Fur-fur-fur...... I think it's just for the girl in the coffin, ahem...... Whether it's exhuming corpses or saving people, since I have already let you know that the old student is here, I don't want to get out alive!" The strange laughter in the corner increased, mixed with the sound of coughing and wheezing.

The crazy old man couldn't bear it anymore, and said angrily: "Bastard! The old man is a person with status, with legs and feet, how can you say that if you don't let go, you can't go?"

The strange laughter in the corner suddenly stopped, and returned to the previous quiet, for a moment, Mo Ran even felt that all this was an illusion, but the eyes in the corner staring at him and the crazy old man reminded Mo Ran to be ready to flee at any time.

The crazy old man glared angrily at the eyes in the corner, waited for a long time and didn't see the voice before speaking, and suddenly turned his head proudly and smiled at Mo Ran, nodding and saying while laughing: "See, the old man said that he is a person with an identity, follow the old man, keep you safe and sound, go, little ghost." ”

Mo Ran looked suspicious, looked at the crazy old man's smug stinky face, and turned his head to look cautiously at the corner, his eyes were still staring at him like a dead corpse, not caring about the sarcasm of the crazy old man at all. Mo Ran arched his hand towards the corner and said, "I've disturbed my senior's rest, thank you seniors for your mercy." ”

Mo Ran tugged at the corners of the crazy old man's clothes, signaling the crazy old man to leave quickly, the crazy old man retracted his smile, recited the law, and urged the wine gourd under his feet to fly out of the cave, and suddenly a black light flew from the corner, and hit the back of the crazy old man floating in the air like lightning.

"Not good!" Mo Ran shouted, seeing that the crazy old man had no time to react, he had to hurriedly hold the law in his hand, and the aura in his body was quickly instilled into the blood-red silk wrapped around the Qiankun coffin, and the blood-red silk suddenly glowed with red light, instantly forming a light curtain, blocking the black light an inch away.

"Hmph!" The strange voice in the corner said disdainfully: "The tattered cloth strips are also taken out to offer ugliness, it shouldn't be a love object given to you by a good match, little ghost, let me play with you,"

After that, two more green rays of light flew out of the corner, condensing with the black light blocked by Mo Ran's blood-red silk outside the light curtain, forming a dark green sticky, almost effortlessly rushing through the red light curtain formed by Mo Ran, and hitting the blood-red silk wrapped around the Qiankun coffin with a "snap", forming a disgusting dark green stain, and it quickly spread to the blood-red silk, and it was about to swallow the blood-red silk whole.

Mo Ran clenched his teeth, holding the law in his hand, wanting to form a light curtain again, but his cultivation at this time was too different from the strange person in the corner. The black-green slime continued to expand around the blood-red silk, the magic weapon was eroded, Mo Ran finally couldn't bear it, a mouthful of blood spurted out, his body shook, and he almost wanted to fall from the magic weapon of the crazy old man's wine gourd, but fortunately, the crazy old man was quick and grabbed Mo Ran in time, and after the dark green stain swallowed all the blood-red silk, Mo Ran's face was also faintly imprinted with a trace of green.

The crazy old man looked at Mo Ran with a green face in his arms, gently wiped the blood from the corner of Mo Ran's mouth, turned his head and glared at the dead man's eyes in the corner, and said angrily: "Your Excellency is so cultivated, you are so ruthless to a junior, I am afraid that you will lose your identity!"

Weird laughed and said, "Boom Boom Boom...... Then you trespassed on my resting place and robbed my prey, but it was a bright act? cough cough ......" The strange voice seemed to be unwell, coughing and wheezing, and he could vaguely feel his pain.

Strange voice: "That's it, today the old student will spare your life, put down the coffin, and the two of you will leave quickly!"

The mad old man said angrily, he said in his heart, it is you who will not let you go, it is you who hurt people, and it is you who despise people, and now you disdain me, how can you endure such a great humiliation?

The crazy old man shook hard, and the Qiankun coffin behind him was thrown back to the stone platform in the circular array.

"Farewell!" said the crazy old man angrily, hurriedly urging the wine gourd under his feet, holding Mo Ran and rushing out of the robbery hole at the top of the tomb, and quickly fled

"Stinky old man...... That girl is still alive, I can't let her fall into the hands of that monster, I want to go down!" Mo Ran endured the pain and grabbed the corner of the crazy old man's clothes with his right hand.

The crazy old man frowned, was silent, and pretended not to hear Mo Ran's words.

Mo Ran suddenly broke free from the arms of the crazy old man, jumped up, fell from the giant wine gourd under the feet of the crazy old man, and fell rapidly in the air, and when he was about to fall to the ground, a light blue short sword flew out of Mo Ran's sleeve, suspending Mo Ran's body on the sword, and Mo Ran's crooked sword floated in mid-air.

Mo Ran's index finger condensed, and the Dharma in his mouth was urgent, and the aura of his whole body burst out instantly, all of which poured from the robbery hole into the silk that had been corroded by the dark green viscosity that had been wrapped around the Qiankun coffin, and the blood-red silk instantly soared, and the blood-red light continued to spread around, forming a huge red aperture, and the dark green viscosity that was originally dominant was suddenly shocked out of the red aperture, and it was impossible to penetrate the red aperture at all.

Mo Ran shouted, the law suddenly changed, and I saw that the Qiankun coffin was wrapped in a circle of red light, and with a "boom" flew out of the underground tomb with a "boom", floating in front of Mo Ran, the pure girl in the Qiankun coffin seemed to be unaffected by the outside world at all, and was still sleeping quietly.

This spell consumed almost all the aura in Mo Ran's body, and the light blue fairy sword under Mo Ran's feet became darker and darker, and finally lost its light and couldn't support it, Mo Ran's body was crooked, and he fell down rapidly from mid-air, but he still kept the Qiankun coffin tightly in front of him, Mo Ran clinged to the coffin lid, and saw the quiet sleeping beauty in the Qiankun coffin, still with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Mo Ran smiled in his heart, in this life, how many times can you meet a beautiful woman sleeping?

High in the air, the crazy old man saw everything in his eyes, although his face was angry, cursing Mo Ran for not knowing what was going on, and he had to entangle with the strange person in the tomb, but his heart was warm, this stinky boy finally understood the world's human feelings, and the hero saved the beauty once, quite my style back then!

"Silly boy, hehe......" The crazy old man smiled proudly, and suddenly turned into a yellow light and flew in the direction where Mo Ran fell.

When there was still a foot from the ground, Mo Ran stopped in the air with his back to the graveyard holding the Qiankun coffin, it turned out that an earthy yellow charm suddenly appeared under Mo Ran's body, which was emitting a faint yellow light, setting Mo Ran and Qiankun Coffin in the air.

"Dead old man, only make a move now, if it's a little later, I'll fall into the mud?" Mo Ran scolded the crazy old man angrily, and saw that the crazy old man didn't lose his temper and scolded back, and when he looked up, he found that the crazy old man had a solemn face, and he was stunned at the big hole in the coffin that broke out of the tomb just now. Mo Ran's heart sank, and he asked hurriedly, "Hey, what's wrong with you?"

Without waiting for the crazy old man to reply, Mo Ran saw a strange scene at the entrance of the grave hole, a cloth-clothed woman covered in blood slowly floated out of the hole formed by the Qiankun coffin breaking through the cemetery just now, and looked carefully, the cloth-clothed woman had clearly been dead for a long time, she was already a female corpse, her bloodstained face had begun to rot, her eyes were empty, and there was a trace of fear in her eyes, thinking that she had seen something terrible at the last moment of her life, the most bizarre thing was that the belly of the cloth-clothed female corpse was bulging, like a pregnant woman, but this belly was too big, and she could vaguely see something squirming under the bulging belly, which was extremely weird and terrifying。

"The art of pregnant corpses!" exclaimed the mad old man, he thought that the strange man was hiding in the tomb just to absorb the spirit of the dead here, but he didn't want to be a cult person who practiced the evil art of pregnant corpses.

"Old man, what nonsense are you talking about?" Mo Ran asked weakly.

The crazy old man replied in a low voice: "This kind of evil art originates from the lineage of the Cold Ice Pavilion known as the cult, according to legend, it is extremely difficult to practice, and the cultivators have to endure a lot of pain in the process of cultivation, even the evil cult demons of the Cold Ice Pavilion are terrified, few people practice, and there are almost no powerful characters, only one has been produced more than two hundred years ago, and it is famous for a while." ”

Mo Ran frowned slightly, and said in disbelief: "Is it really false? The head of the story is the Tao, according to you, where is this cultivator? This is clearly only the body of a pregnant woman who has been dead for a long time!"

"Legend has it that people who practice the art of pregnancy and corpse, the initial stage is just to suck the placenta and fetal membranes that fall off after giving birth to nourish the body, and at the intermediate stage, they begin to suck the baby about to be born in the belly of the pregnant woman to nourish the qi, and then the next stage is the most difficult time, that is, when the fetus in the pregnant woman's belly is just formed, break the belly of the pregnant woman, remove the fetus, and practice in the belly of the pregnant woman, until all the essence and blood of the pregnant woman are sucked clean, the pregnant woman will be replaced, and the more pregnant women who are sucked, the higher the cultivation. The crazy old man explained to Mo Ran with a solemn face, and after a short pause, he continued: "It is rumored in history that most of the people who practice the corpse pregnancy evil art are in the middle stage of cultivation and then it is difficult to advance, only the person who shocked the world two hundred years ago has cultivated to the third stage, and he is full of evil arts. Now it seems that there is one more. ”

Mo Ran was slightly stunned when he heard this, and said, "You mean that the person who cultivates evil arts is in the belly of this corpse?"

Without waiting for the crazy old man to answer, a strange laugh came from the belly of the cloth-clothed woman's corpse that slowly floated, "Boom, boom...... Old thing, who are you, you actually know my Cold Ice Pavilion cultivation secret method. ”