The child stretched out his chubby little hand, touched his cheek, and burst into tears.
The loud cries formed continuous waves, rushing towards me.
I was directly hit by the sound wave, and I turned a few somersaults in the distance before regaining my footing.
After knocking me into the air, the cry changed and no longer formed a sound wave, but kept squeezing into my head like a magic sound pouring into my brain.
I just felt a sharp pain in my head, and I couldn't help but let out a miserable cry.
At this moment, there was a scream in the distance.
The long sword in the hand of a mummy pierced the chest of the dark-skinned old man, revealing the shining tip of the sword.
The dark-skinned old man's head trembled a few times, then drooped to one side, making no sound.
"No, I don't want to go back." The child continued to cry, but the cry had lost the power it had just now.
The red coffin released a stream of red mist visible to the naked eye, stretching towards the child.
The child wanted to run away, but he seemed to be frightened. He didn't dare to move, and could only look at Hong Wu with a terrified expression.
The red mist stretched out and turned into a slender hand directly at the child's feet, grabbing the child's feet and dragging him into the coffin.
The child with strong combat power, but without a trace of resistance, was directly caught in the coffin.
The coffin shook twice, but there was no movement.
The lower head master who was fighting with the mummy saw the coffin and rushed over quickly.
I also exploded into a cloud of black mist, and appeared next to the red coffin in an instant, and kicked the rushing head-down master back, just hitting the long sword chasing the mummy behind.
I was about to reach for the red coffin, but I was surprised to find that the red coffin disappeared under my nose.
My outstretched hand stopped in mid-air, and I was stunned.
At this moment, a burst of silver bell-like laughter rang out, Meng Li was standing in mid-air, looking at the red coffin in her hand with a smile. It's like teasing a child.
"Mengli?"
"It's me, I took this child away. Goodbye."
"Wait."
As soon as my words came out, Mengli had disappeared in place without a trace.
I frowned, looking at the place where Mengli disappeared, this Mengli was really strange, why did she want to snatch the red coffin, she appeared here really as she said.
Just came here looking for something. I became wary of Mengli's behavior in my heart.
The head-down master in the factory was almost dead after being chased by the mummy.
Only the old woman holding the prayer wheel was still spinning the prayer wheel quickly. It's just the eyeballs that roll around from time to time, revealing her current restlessness.
The battle between Mickey Mouse and Black Mist is very boring, even more boring than the battle between flower and plant giants.
The battle between Mi Gui and the flower and plant giant was still fist-to-body, full of strength.
But the battle between Black Mist and Mi Gui is different. One keeps following on the ground, while the other flies in the sky, forcing back the mummy that is about to attack the old woman from time to time.
I exploded into a cloud of black mist again, and instantly appeared beside the old woman, reaching out and grabbing the old woman's neck.
"Say, where are your other companions, where is the mother plant?"
The old woman blushed from being squeezed by me, and a strong wind came from behind me, and a giant eagle turned from black mist grabbed my back.
Mi Gui, who had been prepared for a long time, seized this opportunity and punched the giant eagle directly.
The giant eagle was sent flying by Mi Gui, and hit the wall on one side fiercely.
Mi Gui quickly chased after him. Seeing this, the old woman also realized that she didn't even have a chance to struggle, so she nodded slightly.
I relaxed the old woman a little, the old woman coughed a few times, and said in a strange tone: "They are here."
Before the old woman could finish speaking, she let out a loud roar, and saw bright red blood flowing out of her seven orifices, and the prayer wheel in her hand had been broken into several pieces by an unknown method.
"You're going to die."
After the old woman finished her last sentence, she fell limply on my hand.
As the prayer wheel shattered, the giant eagle that was being tortured by Mi Gui in the distance also turned into a cloud of black mist, slowly dissipating.
I let go, and the old woman slowly fell to the ground.
I looked at the old woman's body: "Hmph, seeing what you did, I can't believe that your blood is also red."
I used the soul-gathering flag to collect the souls of all the masters, and then I called the person in charge.
This is the stronghold of the head-down master, and maybe the remaining mother plant may also be here, but after some inspection, there is nothing found except for a head-down master who hides and knows nothing.
The surviving head-down master was taken away by the person in charge, and I returned to the university town.
Because of this incident, when I searched the University City, I dug up a very strange thing.
Taoist An Tuo has already rushed away.
When I arrived, the site had been completely sealed off, and the place where things were dug out was a lotus pond of a university.
This is a century-old university, and the lotus pond existed even before the establishment of the university.
It's just that this time it's not so much dug out as it came out by itself.
At the beginning, the lotus pond just kept bubbling, and then a sarcophagus turned up and floated on the water as if it had no weight.
Because I didn't know the situation, I didn't move the sarcophagus. Now the sarcophagus is still in the lotus pond, shaking slightly with the water waves.
Seeing me arriving, Daoist An Tuo came over and said hello in a low voice, "King of Ghosts, I'm afraid this place is not the work of the lowering master."
I was taken aback: "Didn't the lowering master do it?"
"It shouldn't be. The patterns on the sarcophagus are all from our country, and it doesn't look like the method of the head-down master."
I looked towards the sarcophagus, and sure enough, there were very simple patterns on the sarcophagus. It's just that I can't tell which country it is from this pattern.
Taoist An Tuo probably saw my embarrassment and came over to explain.
"This is the soul-suppressing pattern, which is generally used to draw on the coffins of people who died violently. The material of the sarcophagus, if I guessed correctly, should be Yungang Stone, which is also used for soul-suppressing."
I nodded and understood what Daoist An Tuo meant. This method should be unique to us, and the head-down master doesn't understand it.
It's just that I'm a little irritated, the matter of the head-down master has not been resolved, and the sarcophagus has come out to join in the fun.
Daoist An Tuo looked at the people around him and whispered, "There are still traces of the iron chains on the sarcophagus. I suspect that this sarcophagus was released on purpose, so that we can't concentrate on dealing with the descendants." head teacher."
"Then let's speed up and deal with the head-down master. The other party will release the sarcophagus at this time. I think they will make a big move."
Priest An Tuo smiled wryly and said, "The problem is the Yungang sarcophagus, soul-suppressing patterns, and soul-suppressing iron chains, any two of which can suppress the ghost king."
Daoist An Tuo didn't finish his sentence, but I gasped after hearing it.