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Chapter 25:Coffin

When I first ate this earthworm, Pupil Wu did not have much reaction, still shouting at us, constantly fanning his wings.

After about ten seconds, the Pupil did not scream, and the wings were still flapping, but how to see how there was a feeling of convulsions.

At this time, the jay's abdomen slowly bulged up, and a lot of green mucus came out of his mouth, and he could smell that pungent stench from afar.

The bigger the abdomen bulging, the more uncomfortable the Pussywu seemed, and in the end, it even stood unsteady, loosened its paws and fell down from the branches, and directly into the withered bushes.

As the scales fell to the ground, the crows that stopped on the tree in all directions also crowed up.

But strangely, they did not attack us, but fanned their wings, flew away one by one, and even their heads did not bring them back.

The husband and wife were the same birds, and the difficulties were flying each other.

What does this mean, there is a living example now.

“Master, have you done it?”Zhou Zhiguo suddenly came up to him and asked this question, his eyes could not help but be excited.

“I didn’t do it, it was my grandson.”Grandpa laughed and patted me on the shoulder: “You did a good job this time!”

When I heard this, I could only laugh and feel particularly embarrassed.

To put it bluntly, I am a rookie, if I had not asked my grandfather to say a few words to me, I would not have been able to break the crow for eight lifetimes.

At this time, the old man had taken us to go, and looked around the position of the Pupil Wu, and everyone's expression was the same.

Disgusting.

The only skin left the bladder left, and the bones in his body seemed to melt, and the black ones were spread out in green mucus.

I still can't forget that smell of rotting meat, but not the same, or a bit like the smell of burning plastic.

“Damn!”

Just as we were about to turn around and rush to the mountain, we listened to only a jay, and the ravens, who had just now slumped in mucus, suddenly burst into the ground like a cunt-and-cheek corpse, and threw themselves up from the ground without warning.

Because it has no bones in its body, this pounce looks like a thick cloth floating in the air.

But even so, the fighting power of this cadaver has not disappeared, and its dark and shiny jay beak is still there!

The person closest to him is Grandpa.

The Pupil rushed straight to the old man, and saw where it was the beak-pointed, which should be his heart.

If this is done, the old man will surely die.

The skull of the living people can be pecked, not to mention the heart of an old man.

I did not hesitate, jumped up and kicked the pair of feet, but helpless, the speed of the Pussy Uw is faster than I am, my foot is very directly empty.

At that moment, the old man jerked his hand, only to listen to the stud, accompanied by the sound of the brittle sound like a golden iron, the Pussy U then fell to the ground with floppy paralysis, and then there was no sound.

“Dog Day’s Bastards!Dead still want to pull me as a cushion?" the old man did not have a good scolding, there is no sign of being scared, let alone afraid, looking at it is extremely angry.

“Lord, are you okay?”

"It's okay."The old man shook his head and threw the dagger in his hand on the ground.

That military dagger was given to the old man before Zhou Zhiguo, looking at the shape and texture, it should not be a street goods, but how to see how not reliable.

After being pricked by the tug, the knife of the dagger fell into a hole, and the middle seemed to be bright...

"You're of good quality."The old man sighed, "The peck of the Pupil Wu is not broken, this quality must be obtained!"

Hearing this, Zhou Zhiguo was just a bitter smile on his face, looking at the big hole on the dagger, his eyes full of fear.

"Don't shoot in advance, especially if you do this."The old man patted him on the shoulder, as if to say, "Just like this time, if you put your arm on the fire first, then none of us want to fall!"

It doesn’t seem like a perfunctory one, nodding and remembering.

Without the obstruction of Pupil Wu, our next road was good to go a lot, and there was no such accident.

About half an hour later, Zhou Zhiguo took us to the entrance of a ravine, whispered to the old man, the place is here, you pay attention, go straight forward.

He said that the old man did not speak, took himself to the team and took us to the ravine.

When we rushed to the place where the coffins appeared, the surrounding forest had become more and more dense, and the top of the head was covered with a solid, and only a few rays of sunlight could be seen in the sparse.

“Is this a five-pronged coffin?”

I looked at the five standing coffins in front of me, only feeling that there was some hair in my heart, an ominous feeling of foreboding, which gradually enveloped me.

Those coffins are common wooden coffins, and there is nothing different, it looks inconspicuous.

There are some signs of decay on the surface of the coffin, but it has not broken open, the corners seem to have been burned by fire, and there are many traces of smoke and fire, and the whole is still intact.

On the surface of the wooden coffin, there are many patterns carved out, which look like a spell, but when you look closely, it feels like a totem in the shape of a beast.

These totems depict not the beast, but some strange beasts that I have never seen before, or murderous beasts.

The expression of each beast is an indescribable thorny, either angry with the eyebrows, or it is as open as if you want to eat people.

The most striking thing is the words engraved on the coffin.

This typeface I have seen in the golden coffin of the evil son, it seems to be used to communicate with ghosts and gods.

“Is this a water book?”Chen Qiuyian suddenly opened his mouth, his eyes shining on the coffin cover, and asked the old man: "In your line, this kind of text should be universal?"

The old man did not answer her, looked at the coffins as water as water, and smoked a cigarette in silence.

“Lord, what do these narrations mean?”I asked.

“Five blessings.”The old man sighed, pointing to the coffin, and explained to me: "This is written about longevity, this is rich, the other three, namely, Corning, good virtue, good end."

The voice was even worse, and the expression on the old man’s face was even worse.

“Are there so many coffins in the beginning?”Grandpa asked Zhou Zhiguo.

Zhou Zhiguo did not immediately answer, but looked at the coffins very seriously, and then shook his head: "No, when I came last time, these coffins only showed one piece, less than half of this..."

“Almost.”Grandpa nodded, "Tomorrow at most, these coffins will come out."

He frowned and asked, “Can’t hold on?”

“I can’t hold on.”The old man seemed to be relieved and said, "We came in time, and while these things did not come out, we rushed..."

Suddenly, the old man stopped talking, and his face changed significantly.

“What’s the matter?”I asked doubtfully.

“The Pussy.”My grandfather whispered to me.

When I heard these three words, I couldn’t help but frown: “Is that descending teacher here?”

“There.”The old man said, his nose seemed to move twice, and the expression on his face became doubtful: "It seems that it is not far from us."

“Is this going to annoy us?Do you think that person is a friend?”Sun Xiaowu asked, constantly looking left and right, as if to find out the location of the descending teacher.

"It's not good to say."

The old man was smoking, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his expression was mixed and he glanced into the woods.

"The brute on the man is very heavy, smelling familiar, as if it had been smelled somewhere..."

“Oh!Grandfather!Come and see!”

“What’s the matter?”When the old man heard Chen Qiuyan shouting at him, he looked back.

I saw Chen Qiuyan crouching on the edge of the coffin, and he said to the old man with panic: "I just saw this coffin move!"

“Would you have misjudged?”Sun Xiaowu's head crossed his head and asked her, "The coffin cover should have a voice, why don't we hear it?"

The old man did not dare to slack off, as if he believed Chen Qiuyan's words, a serious piece of the coffin, and looked at the coffin cover carefully.

After a while, the coffin cover did not have any special reaction, and there was no movement at all.

At this time, the old man was also relieved, shaking the smoke ash, and slowly stood up.

“Little Chen, would you be wrong...”

“Bang up!”

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