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Chapter 138 The Knocking Outside the Coffin

There is a sound that keeps ringing in my ears.

I couldn't hear clearly, and couldn't even tell whether it was raving or roaring.

Tang Sen tried hard to open his eyes, but the body that was obviously controlled by the curse of immortality seemed to be separated from the soul. There were countless hands, densely grasping himself. He felt that he was drowning. He struggled frantically, but seemed to be There was no movement at all.

I don't know how long this situation lasted. He felt that the voices became clearer and clearer.

Something is about to be lost.

However, at this moment, words suddenly appeared.

[Product 1: Extraordinary characteristics of a shepherd. 】

[Purchase time: 6 months. 】

Those words made Tang Sen open his eyes successfully, but his eyes were still pitch black.

The soul successfully merges with the body.

"What happened just now?"

Tang Sen frightenedly tried to recall, but couldn't remember a single thing, as if he had had an extremely terrifying nightmare, but when he woke up, he was only left with the joy of being alive after the catastrophe, and a little bit of remnant after the extremely terrifying fear faded away.

"There has never been such a situation in the previous time travel."

"Something is wrong with this world."

Tang Sen moved his hands and feet and felt that he was in an extremely narrow and cramped place. The space couldn't allow him to sit up, and he couldn't relax.

He reached up and felt the cold wood, as did the spaces to the left and right.

"I have an ominous premonition."

Tang Sen pushed up hard, but the wooden board was solid and did not move at all.

He continued to rub around carefully, making sure that the entire space was completely made of wood, without any gaps.

"Am I in a coffin?"

This was just enough space for him to lie down, neat but unable to relax and move. Tang Sen had to doubt it.

He tapped the wooden board above with his knuckles, and the sound he made was very dull.

"The outside is not empty, that is to say, I am not only inside the coffin, but may also be buried underground."

What's the start?

Relying on his own strength, it seemed that there was no way to break open the coffin. Tang Sen sank into the sea of ​​consciousness and saw that the dragon Smaug was still frozen.

Fortunately, I still have external power, so I can summon Smaug if I can't. It's just that if I summon the other party in such a narrow place, although I can definitely burst the coffin and break through the ground, I'm afraid I will also be crushed.

The curse of immortality is still in effect. Tang Sen doesn't have to worry about running out of air in the coffin. Well, this curse is a perfect match for the coffin. Even if he is buried for several years, he will still be alive. Damn, now is not the time to think about these things !
呲味——

The slight voice from above interrupted Tang Sen's thinking. Tang Sen stopped his movements immediately, calmed down, and tried to listen.

The sound was getting closer and louder.

Finally, there was a "dong dong" sound from the wooden board above.

Kind of like a knock at the door.

What if there is a knock on the door while lying in the coffin?
Tang Sen chose not to say a word, because he could hear that the irregular sound was caused by accidentally touching the wooden plank while digging, that is to say, someone was trying to dig himself out.

"That's good, at least we don't have to think about using Smaug's first summoning in this world for such a nonsensical thing."

The wooden planks above began to creak, and the iron nails that were driven into the coffin were being pried open. Tang Sen saw a subtle light shining in from the gaps, dyeing the entire coffin with a faint crimson.

He saw his body crimson into a skeleton.

So he closed his eyes and stopped moving. The skeleton was a natural camouflage, making him look like he should have been lying in the coffin.

Squeak—bang—

The coffin cover was lifted and turned to the side, and Tang Sen could feel his gaze falling on him.

"what?"

A voice sounded, with surprise: "It's unlucky, I dug the wrong grave? This coffin looks a bit new."

It was a completely unfamiliar language. Fortunately, Tang Sen had a general knowledge of language and understood the meaning of the other party's expression smoothly.

"It has become a skeleton, can it still be used?" Another voice sounded.

"May be?"

"The corpse is just a medium. More importantly, it is to communicate with the world beyond the senses through spiritual dance and recall the soul of the corpse."

"But, it's all like this, there must be no way to resurrect it?"

"We don't have enough time to dig another grave. Let's try it. If it doesn't work, we can only wait for the next time."

"Unfortunate."

Messy voices continued to pass into Tang Sen's ears.

"There are six or seven people." Tang Sen continued to analyze: "Except for one of them, the others all sound younger."

"What are they talking about? Evocation? Resurrection?"

The name of the purchased product flashed in Tang Sen's mind, and the crimson moonlight he saw just now flashed. Tang Sen confirmed that the crimson light was moonlight, because only under the moonlight, the curse of immortality would make him appear as a skeleton.

"Shepherd, Crimson Moon."

"I have a more ominous premonition."

Tang Sen heard chaotic footsteps around him, and those people seemed to start dancing around him. After a few minutes, the more mature voice began to shout:
"grim Reaper!"

"Dear Death!"

"Coming soon!"

Tang Sen opened his eyes obediently, and finally saw what was happening around him.

Those were seven people in black robes, forming a circle to surround the coffin pit where he was. Under the crimson light, Tang Sen could barely see their faces clearly. As guessed before, most of them were very Young, male and female, with relatively deep facial features, a typical western face.

"It's moving. It's really moving!"

Tang Sen heard one of them making a sound of panic and excitement.

The others took a step back subconsciously, but couldn't help looking over them curiously.

The person standing directly facing Tang Sen's head opened his arms and shouted, "I order you in the name of Death!"

"stand up!"

Tang Sen stood up from the coffin and turned to face the man.

The man looked to be in his mid-thirties, with high cheekbones and a look of excitement on his face.

"Successful! Really successful!" With trembling lips, he muttered quickly: "I knew that the god of death really exists, and death is not the end of everything!"

The others also became frenzied. They kept looking at Tang Sen, and even tried to reach out their arms to stroke him.

"careful!"

The grown man hurriedly shouted: "Don't touch it, he's just an awakened dead man, without my control, he's very likely to hurt you!"

The teenagers quickly withdrew their hands, and a girl who looked rather timid asked in a low voice: "Mr. Rhett, what should we do next?"

The man whose surname was Rhett was asked this question, he froze for a moment, and raised his eyebrows a little at a loss.

To be honest, this was his first success. He just wanted to prove that the soul really existed, but he never thought about what he would do if he successfully awakened the dead.

"According to the story, since Teacher Reid can manipulate him, maybe he can help us fight?" said a teenager.

"Of course not, Mr. Kom." The man said seriously: "We are a purely academic research club, not those chaotic criminals in the East District. As a student, you shouldn't have such thoughts."

"And he doesn't look strong, a pile of bones, maybe he can't beat me." Another boy interjected, "Maybe we should bury him back, let him sleep again, and find a new one next time." The . fresher ones."

"." The man fell silent.

He didn't want to tell the teenagers that he didn't know how to put them to sleep.

He looked at the skeleton rack. He was wearing a suit that was not too decent, and there was no word on the tombstone. It was obvious that he was not rich when he was alive, and even the burial was only a thin coffin prepared by a welfare institution.

And it has rotted into bones. No one will know if such a person is dug up, and there is no point in burying it back.

"After all, this is the first time we have successfully revived the dead." The man said hesitantly, "He may still be worth researching. I think we can bring him back."

"I can't live in a skeleton in my house!" The teenagers shook their heads frantically.

"If my family knows that I am digging graves in the middle of the night, they will beat me to death."

"And he only obeys Mr. Rhett's orders. What if Mr. Rhett is not around and he hurts us?"

The man was a little bit stuck, he looked at the motionless skeleton again, and gritted his teeth.

"I order you in the name of Death!" he cried. "Follow my steps."

Tang Sen silently crawled out of the coffin, following the man step by step.

"Today's club activities are over." The man led Tang Sen towards the outside of the cemetery, and said to the teenagers, "Recover the coffin and fill it back with soil. Be careful, don't let others find the traces."

"Because it was still late at night and there was no one on the street, I had to go and hide him quickly."

"Okay, Mr. Rhett." The excitement of the teenagers still hasn't subsided, but they also know that digging graves and stealing corpses is a felony, so they hurriedly started to deal with the scene.

Tang Sen followed the man and quickly left the cemetery. Along the way, he quietly observed everything around him.

The moon is crimson, and the names engraved on the tombstones in the cemetery are basically Western surnames. Outside the cemetery, there are neat streets and rows of houses.

The style of those houses is somewhat similar to London in the seventeenth and eighteenth centuries.

Tang Sen groped around without a trace, and finally found a leather wallet in the inner pocket of the suit.

He looked at the man in front of him, seeing that he didn't turn his head to pay attention to him, so he took out his wallet, and under the crimson moonlight, he could see that it was an ordinary folded black wallet.

Words appear on the top of the wallet.

【Endless wallet. 】

[Gift from █████, with it, you will have endless money. 】

[It contains the power of █████, which allows the owner to avoid any form of gaze from beings other than him. 】

[It is an anchor point, the longer it is carried, the closer █████ will be to this world, until the borrowed owner's body descends. 】

[Duration of existence: 6 months. 】

[Binding master: Tang Sen. 】

[It cannot be damaged, cannot be lost, and cannot be taken out of this world. 】

PS: Still the same as before, reading this volume will not be affected if you haven’t read the original.

I will explain some of the settings and characters that will be used, so that everyone can feel the fun of this world without being dyslexic.

Of course, those who have read the original work don’t need to worry, the theme of this book will not change, it just borrows the settings and characters to write a new story.

(End of this chapter)