The narrow façade, the deep entrance, the wreaths are placed in front of the door, the white cloth strips scattered into broken flowers are swaggering, and the ground is sprinkled with scattered money. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Even in the middle of the day, the room hiding in the corner still looks gloomy, and there seems to be a crying sound that disturbs people's hearts.

Walking in here, with Gu Shaohua's calmness, he couldn't help but shudder, feeling cold, as if he had come to someone's mourning hall.

This is a coffin shroud shop, the façade is narrow but deep, at a glance, it is difficult to see far away, in addition to seeing white cloth, paper horses and a few coffins, it is hazy inside.

"Anyone?"

Perhaps affected by this atmosphere, Wang Yu, who walked to the door, subconsciously stopped, became a little cautious, and greeted softly.

There was no response in the coffin shop, Wang Yu frowned, raised his voice and shouted: "What about the shopkeeper, there is business coming." ”

The voice echoed in the coffin shop, but there was still no response, no one responded, as if this was a place of death that had been abandoned for a long time.

Several people glanced at each other, and they all felt that something was wrong, and Wang Yu said in a deep voice: "What should I do, something is wrong." ”

"Whatever he's wrong, go in and see. ”

He Xiaoran couldn't wait to rush in.

Gu Shaohua and Wang Yu glanced at each other, made a helpless expression, and followed in, Zhang Wenbin and Zhang Wende followed closely behind like two generals.

It was a very sunny day, the leaves were not moving, and the dryness made people feel a little stuffy, but as soon as the five of them entered the coffin shop, they shivered together.

Gu Shaohua glanced around vigilantly, lowered his voice and said, "Where did this yin wind come from, it's too evil." ”

There are a lot of evil things in the cultivation world, and Gu Shaohua has heard a thing or two, but he has never really seen it, and he may be about to meet it today.

The coffin shop is not very spacious, but it is really deep, according to Gu Shaohua's measurement, the depth as far as the eye can see is already ten meters, and the deeper place seems to be shrouded in a layer of dense fog, and it is not clear at all.

Gu Shaohua's cultivation is not weak, and the acquired realm Xiaocheng is moving towards Dacheng, he has long been deaf and clear-sighted, if there is no obstacle to stop him, he can clearly see the scene one or two miles away.

There are thirty-six coffins in the coffin shop, not to visit at random, but to arrange them according to a certain law, Gu Shaohua can't say what the meaning of this rule is, but he always feels that it is not simple.

There are strips of white cloth hanging on the beams, not dense or sparse, hanging down strips of cloth, put on the paper man riding a paper horse below, a mourning stick, obliquely pointing in a certain direction, very mysterious.

Gu Shaohua, Wang Yu and He Xiaoran were still observing the coffin shop, and when they were a little dizzy, Zhang Wenbin's face had changed.

"It's not good, there's a formation here, everyone be careful. ”

Zhang Wenbin drank vigorously and wanted to move.

Zhang Wenbin's attainments in the formation are not high, but his cultivation is there, his knowledge is there, and all kinds of things in this coffin shop are arranged too regularly, and the traces of the formation are obvious, and it is not uncommon to see it.

Seeing that this was a formation, Zhang Wenbin's first choice was to destroy the formation here, but just about to do it, there was a sudden change.

The hazy black fog that blocked the line of sight inside the coffin shop quickly expanded and opened, like a dragon going out to sea, soaring clouds and spitting fog.

In the blink of an eye, the black fog shrouded the coffin shop, shrouded everything, and the world in Gu Shaohua's eyes changed, no longer a coffin shop, but a vast field.

The pitch-black field, without stars and moons, can be described as a little expansive when you can't see your fingers, but it is really difficult to look far.

"Whew......"

A low roar sounded in one piece, and suddenly came from all directions, and the night in front of him seemed to be separated at once, and something appeared that surprised Gu Shaohua.

One by one, zombies came from the darkness, there were many of them, hundreds of them, and crawled towards Gu Shaohua at a slow speed.

Gu Shaohua was startled, and immediately made a move, and the blood-drinking sword slashed out a bloody light, slashed out, and cut off the heads of three zombies with one sword.

These zombies are not the same as the zombies in ancient Chinese myths and legends, similar to the zombies in Plants vs. Zombies, or zombies.

These zombies are not powerful, Gu Shaohua can kill three or five with a sword, but there are a large number of them, rushing from the darkness, endlessly, endlessly.

No matter how powerful Gu Shaohua is, fighting with these fearless dead things, no matter how much he kills, it is meaningless, it will only increase his own consumption.

After killing a thousand and eight corpses, the zombies still kept coming, and they didn't look exhausted at all, Gu Shaohua couldn't help but feel a little hairy in his heart.

If he continues to make trouble like this, when his internal qi is exhausted and his strength is exhausted, he will not be tied up, and he will only be torn apart.

He thought about escaping, but there was no way to escape, the never-ending zombies surrounded him in all directions, leaving no gaps, and he couldn't escape at all.

"No, it can't go on like this. ”

Gu Shaohua jumped into the air and rose into the air.

Cultivators who practice the Qi Realm, with their own strength, can't fly at all, and they can't hold on for too long in the air, and they will fall sooner or later.

The difference between humans and animals lies in the use of tools, and the monks who practice the qi realm can fly, and the use of magic weapons may not be impossible.

The internal qi poured into the wind and thunder wings behind him, and a pair of small wings flapped slightly, and Gu Shaohua's figure rose into the air, temporarily gaining the ability to fly.

As Gu Shaohua's cultivation became stronger and his internal qi deepened, the deeper his application of magic weapons became, and the ability to fly with wind and thunder wings was gradually unlocked.

The first flight, although the flight was not high, Gu Shaohua's heart also went up and down, and the wings behind him also went up and down, making it difficult to balance for a while.

No one is born to fly, and it was a little difficult to grasp at first, but as time went on, he became more and more proficient.

Gu Shaohua flew up, broke away from the group of zombies besieged below, and lost his target, they were not very willing, jumping around, and wanted to reach Gu Shaohua, but unfortunately there was a big difference.

With the power of wind and thunder, Gu Shaohua rode the wind away, rushing towards the dark and invisible, when the darkness was separated, as far as the eye could see, there were still patches of zombies below.

Flying forward, flying forward, according to his estimates, at least flew a distance of ten miles, but the crowds of zombies below did not decrease at all.

The more I fly, the more I feel that something is wrong, what kind of place is this, how can there be so many zombies, overwhelming, everywhere.

Gu Shaohua clearly remembered that he was in Fugui City, and there should be no such place in Fugui City, even Qianji Island, I am afraid that there is no such place.

Recalling Zhang Wenbin's prompt before, the formation should have been laid in the coffin shop, could it be that these are all fake, and they are caught in the formation.