My Wife is A Ghost

Chapter 193: Cries for help in the coffin

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Although his pretending look is disgusting and disgusting. But if everything here is just one of his formations, then he does have the capital to pretend to be a show off.

He warned me to let me work hard until tomorrow morning. He certainly didn't scare me, indicating that he was about to attack me tonight, or he was about to send his men to attack me.

"Uh... uh..." It was true, at the moment I guessed it, a cold voice rang in my ears.

"Drink... Don't pretend to be fools. If you have any ability, just use it." This time, I was also irritated. Before the other party could take a shot, I had already started to anger for the strong draw of the sword, and condensed the whole body's magic power. In the palm of his hand, he whirled the Demon Slashing Sword around.

"Shabu shabu ... ... ... Shua" large and small around the trees to be harvested as general sickle, and fell one after another. This time, I did not immediately take back the Demon Slashing Sword, but furiously shouted at the starry sky: "Ah..."

And the Demon Slashing Sword flying in mid-air, as if it was connected with my soul, gave out a bright light, and then a strong qi burst out from the center of the sword body, shaking the surrounding area into flying sand and rocks, and the trees rolled over.

After waiting for my emotions to calm down, the demon-slashing sword's lethality also subsided, and then it flew back to my side automatically, sticking straight into the ground. It seems to be on standby...

It was also the first time that I had consumed such high-intensity energy, and I really felt like I was hollowed out. I took a look around and found that a small green forest just now turned into a desolate scene like a barren land in the blink of an eye.

I am not exaggerating at all to describe this, because at this moment, only mud is left in the desolate place. The remaining green grass seems to have been burned out by the sword energy emitted by the Demon Slashing Sword, and only remains. With a burnt smell and white smoke floating in the dark night.

I was surprised by this result. Fortunately, I was within this illusory formation. If I were outside, I am afraid that the environmental protection department would ask me to have tea without waiting for the monsters to clean me up.

After taking a look at the tragedy here, there was no ups and downs in my heart. I just lifted the sword and walked forward. At the same time, I shouted to the cold voice just now: "Aren't you pretending to be a fool, you want to scare me? Now? Why isn't it coming out?"

I thought he was scared away by the formation I just had, but I did not expect that I underestimated him. After hearing my provocative words, his voice rang from my side again.

"Uh... uh..." The ghost sound that was not seen, only the sound of the ghost sounded softly in my ears, especially gloomy and cold.

But this feeling of bluffing has no effect at all for me now. Without even thinking about it, I just waved the sword and slashed in the direction of his voice.

The sound came from behind me, so before my body turned away, my sword had arrived first.

"Clang..." I remember that there was nothing behind me just now, but now when I swung my sword away, there was a dull and loud sound. This kind of sound is not the sound made after touching the metal, but the sound made after hitting some kind of hard stone. The reason I am sure it is a stone is because a few small gravels have splashed on me. Face.

Although surprised, nothing can shock me in this ghost place, so I waved my sword while looking back. Behind me, there really was a big stone, but it was not an ordinary stone, but a tombstone made of marble.

On a corner of the tombstone, there was a sword mark, which should have been caused by me just slashing it. A tombstone naturally does not scare me, but what makes me annoyed is that the carving on the tombstone is actually my name.

Tomb of Lin Qin. Four large black Song typefaces are neatly carved in the center. The left and right sides are my life and epitaph, and the date of my death is today. Even if I have the best temper, it is impossible for him to play around. I held the Demon Slashing Sword full of anger, and then jumped and split the tombstone horizontally.

"Bang... Bang..." With a strong force, he directly opened the tombstone in half, and then burst and flew towards both sides.

Unexpectedly, after the tombstone flew away, a coffin suddenly appeared in front of my eyes. It was buried in the soil, so it was not noticed just now.

"You rubbish, don't you have any other skills besides being able to do these boring things? Then your master has really failed in your creation. I'm not a three-year-old kid. Take this kind of stuff and keep it home. Frighten your grandson." I'm really convinced, he won't have any real skills except for killing people in his dreams.

After the provocative scolding, I didn’t pay attention to the coffin. Even if there was something inside, I thought it was probably a disgusting and scary thing, so I didn’t plan to open it, so I planned to turn around and leave. Go ahead and hurry up.

"Boom... Boom... Boom..." But before I took a step, I heard a dull and loud knocking from the inside of the coffin.

I stopped and took a look at it, but instead of paying attention to it, I continued to turn around and walk forward. The more you attract me, the more I ignore it and want to lie to me to open the coffin. I really think I am a three-year-old kid.

However, I walked very slowly and very carefully. The Demon Slashing Sword in my hand was also tightly gripped, saying that I was not afraid of him playing tricks, but I still needed the necessary defensive heart. Underestimating the enemy's carelessness is a big loss.

"Boom... Boom... Boom..." The beating sound continued, but I scanned it with the oblique light from the corner of my eye, and found that although its sound was dull, the coffin lid remained motionless, probably because it was nailed.

This intention is obvious. I just want me to pry the coffin, so I won’t be fooled by you, in the wilderness, let alone you are a ghost who can beat the coffin, even if you have gold in it. , I am not interested in taking it, because I am not a tomb robber.

Seeing it still beating there, I was a little annoyed to hear it. I actually yelled at the coffin like a brain: "Can you fucking come out? If you don't come out, I will have to gone."

The contents in the coffin suddenly became harder after hearing what I said, and at the same time they even made a cry for help: "Is anyone out there? Help me, I'm almost suffocated inside." (End of this chapter )