shock!The tyrant's group pet cub is the daughter of heaven

Chapter 441 Longing for Bai Zhi'er's Blessing, To Be Freed

"Brother Fu Ce, someone is crying!" Bai Zhi'er immediately recovered.

Feng Fuce hummed calmly: "I heard."

His dark and cold thin eyes looked around.

He had already killed those four just now.

There are still hiding?
Bai Zhi'er gently took off the handkerchief in front of her with her small hands.

"Brother Fuce, let's open this coffin."

The moment she looked sideways, she saw a black and red flash in Feng Fuce's eyes.

But the little guy rubbed his eyes and saw that he looked normal.

Well?Was it just a hallucination?
Feng Fuce glanced around the coffin, there were few red strings tied around it.

The copper coins scattered on the ground, and the yellow talismans plastered on the coffin all showed one thing——

Those who buried this coffin wanted to subdue the soul in the coffin.

Feng Fuce walked forward with Bai Zhi'er in his arms, stretched out two fingers, and casually wiped off the dust on a piece of yellow talisman.

With just one glance, a sneer appeared in his eyes.

The world was as cruel as he thought.

"This talisman and formation can't be called dead." He explained in a cold tone.

Bai Zhi'er still doesn't quite understand: "What do you mean?"

Feng Fuce looked down at her: "Ordinary people pay attention to the cycle of life and death, but this kind of formation is to prevent people from rebirth after death, and sink forever."

Bai Zhi'er opened her small mouth: "Spicy is too cruel!"

When a person dies, she must not be reincarnated.

No wonder crying so sad!
The little guy clenched his fists: "Brother Fuce, open the coffin!"

Feng Fuce paused.

In his cold eyes, there was an unfathomable blackness.

People do not enter reincarnation after death. If there is resentment in their hearts, they may turn into ghosts and evil spirits.

Once released, it may be even more powerful than the four evil spirits just now.

But that's all, who made Bai Zhi'er speak.

Even if there are evil spirits, it doesn't matter.

Feng Fuce thought of this and raised his palm.

I saw him lightly covering the coffin lid, and then suddenly pushed with his arm!
Like Yulong's fist, it carries a mighty force!

The coffin board, which looked thick, was directly opened by him.

The yellow talismans broke one after another, and the red strings tied to the cover were snapped off in an instant.

There was a hustle and bustle.

Bai Zhi'er waved his little hand to drive away the flying dust.

After calming down, she couldn't help but poke her head and look into the coffin.

A skeleton with ropes scattered about it.

It seems that he should have been thrown in with five flowers tied up during his lifetime.

Feng Fuce raised his eyes, and looked at the moment when the coffin was opened, a woman like white mist flew out of it.

She floated in the sky, her eyes fixed on Bai Zhi'er.

Feng Fuce raised his eyebrows slightly.

He planned that if this female ghost made any moves, he would also send her out of her wits.

However, women just look at the little guy.

Those gazes seemed to have earnestness for redemption, and a plea for relief.

Bai Zhi'er was concentrating on looking at the contents of the coffin.

"A lot of gold, silver and jewelry."

Feng Fuce said: "I heard from Ah Guo that the woman buried here was a rich widow during her lifetime."

Bai Zhi'er saw a round ancient jade lying beside the jade pillow.

The shape is round, the color is high-grade, and it seems to be emitting a faint light.

She couldn't help stretching out her little hand, picked it up and checked it.

suddenly!

Bai Zhi'er's eyes seemed to gather a lot of white mist suddenly.

When the fog cleared, she saw another scene.

It seemed that, in an instant, the life of this woman was reviewed.

More than 60 years ago, she married the richest landlord in Yongquan Village.

It turns out that the love between husband and wife is also a good story.

But the good times didn't last long, and her husband passed away due to illness.

(End of this chapter)