"Well, Shanren has a clever plan, but it is not convenient to say more. In short, thank you two for their help. If you can resist the curse in the end, you must remember the meaning of the two helping hands."
I smiled and responded tactfully.
There are too many secrets in my family. Whether it is the big sun in the palm of the hand or the eight-style handprint inheritance of the ancient Zen Buddhism obtained in front of the Bodhi Stand, they cannot be said to others, so I can only reply like this.
"Haha, A-mei asks you if you are worthy of you, but you still have it? Okay, A-mei, he wouldn't want to say it. Anyway, everyone meets in the same six hours. Who knows who in the future?"
The man with sunglasses was unhappy, and the words were very ugly, so he almost pointed to my nose and cursed the dog for biting Lu Dongbin and not knowing good people.
My eyes were cold, and I said: "Your Excellency speak carefully, lest you be boring. You have to bow your heads under the eaves for these twelve hours, and I hope you will recognize the situation."
"Oh, you are really arrogant. For the first time in hundreds of years, I have seen an ordinary person as arrogant as you. You are very courageous! But you may not know the fate of offending me. You will be six hours later. I know it's great, and I hope you'll still be so stiff by the time."
The coffin's temper came up.
We have been talking about twelve hours, but the brothers and sisters are always talking about six hours. Only now do we know why, these two are hundreds of years old
To be precise, these are two ancient yin spirits. They are nothing more than changing with the times and making modern costumes, but some of the speaking habits cannot be changed.
"If I was still alive at that time, I would just wait for you to settle the account." I stunned him without fear.
The man with sunglasses was furious and was about to yell, but when Mu Mu pulled his hand, the coffin closed his mouth, but his anger was released through the sunglasses, terrifying.
"Brother, don't quarrel with him. It's not too late to wait six hours for something to say."
Mu Mu gave his opinion.
"Well, listen to Amei."
Men with sunglasses follow goodness.
I jumped my brows a few times, but noticed that these two were holding hands all the time, thinking about sister Wang’s floating female head, and realized that Mu Mu and Coffin should have been doing this before they died, so I kept it subconsciously. They may not even notice.
When Jin Yuan saw that the atmosphere was not good, he stepped forward and said a few words.
The man in sunglasses stared at me coldly, and didn't say anything, he was still giving Jin Yuan a bit of face.
I don't want to be too speculative, and I don't want to get stiff with them.
Next, the two of them stood beside Jin Yuan, holding hands in silence.
Over time, we are all used to their existence.
I have the right to treat them as if they don’t exist. If you see more of them, your mentality is easy to adjust.
As for Mu Mu's stunning beauty? It is a man who wants to take a few more glances, but due to the bad look in the coffin's eyes, I don't want to cause trouble, so I no longer pay too much attention to Mu Mu.
Not only I am like this, Qiu Tongchui, who has a clear eyebrow, doesn't look at Mu Mu too much. He is a person who knows what he says.
We all understand the weird psychology of the male coffin with sunglasses, so naturally we don't want to touch its scales.
As he said, if we are still alive after six hours, who wants to mess with them
Hula la la, a few hours passed like this.
The black fog is getting thicker, and there is a faint strange sound coming, but the curse on us has not yet occurred. This is a good thing. If we spend the whole night, it will be lucky!
It's a pity that after the curse amplitude reaches this point, wanting to survive calmly has become an extravagant hope.
Twenty-three thirty-five minutes past midnight.
Sitting there, feeling my legs and feet numb, I was about to stretch out, my movements froze suddenly, and then I stared at the front with cold eyes.
At a depth of 20 meters in the black mist, a picture scroll slowly unfolded.
On a tree with crooked necks, two women in red robes were hanging there, their tongues spit out the old man, their faces were bruised, and the corners of their eyes were torn.
The moment I stared at the two women in big red robes with super long black hair, I felt like a drumbeat in my heart.
There will be phantoms from time to time in the dark mist. This is what I have known for a long time. The pile of dead people last night is impressive, but at this moment, it is impossible to determine whether what I saw is a phantom or a curse that drove two hanged girls to fight the vanguard.
"Brother, it's really here.
Did you see them? "
Mu Mu suddenly spoke to Coffin.
"I see, they are two comparable
The Yin Ling of the Mage Cuohai Peak is still the most ferocious hanged type, this curse is well-deserved.
Coffin replied calmly.
Their conversation surprised Jin Yuan and the others, and Jin Yuan immediately realized that the curse had happened.
"Don't move, they can't break the water dragon formation."
Liu Rao said, and we continued to sit calmly.
Friends can't see through that far, but I can see clearly.
In the yin wind swept, the two Yinlings fell from the crooked neck branches with white silk on their necks, and then slid along the wind, undulating with the terrain, and their posture was extremely weird!
At the same time, an indescribable weird movement sounded, creaking, as if the bones in their bodies were being crushed by someone.
Just talking about this strange movement can scare the living, not to mention their tongues hanging in front of them, dripping black blood, with the black hair dancing in the wind, how terrifying and terrifying!
That's me. This is a result of experience. After all, sister Wang's woman's head and jade are in front, and the trick of two hanging girls is not enough to see. I am almost immune.
I suspect that one of them, the woman in the big red robe, is the guy with Jiang Zhao's face. Maybe her original face is just as dead in front of her
It's just a guess, there is no evidence, I can only watch them approach.
Hei Mist retreated to both sides, and the partners all saw the situation in front clearly, even if they were mentally prepared, they still took a breath of air-conditioning.
After all, they were all trained, and they immediately regained their composure.
As for Mu Mu and the coffin? Looking there with disdain, he didn't take it seriously.
"Boom boom boom!"
I don’t know where to beat the drums, the rhythm of the drum beats is weird, and every beat hits people’s hearts. I feel so uncomfortable that I want to vomit blood. I can’t help but be shocked. Feeling suppressed.
"Someone controls Yinling with drums."
Jin Yuan frowned.
This situation did not happen last night, and it is so different tonight, which is not a good thing.
The changes brought about by the drums were immediate. The two hanged girls were already close. One of them wanted to say something, but at the moment she heard the drums, she stopped talking, but stuck out her arms and showed her nails. Sharp claws.
(End of this chapter)