Ghost School

Chapter 104 Man-made?

"Fatty man, get up, if this scares you, then if I tell you about the impact of the coffin guards' appearance last time, I'm afraid it will scare you to death." Li Yitu put his foot on Fatty Long On his face, the disturbing crying stopped immediately.

Fatty Long covered his cheeks with his hands, looked at Li Yitu, and yelled: "Tutu, your uncle, you don't hit people in the face, are you still a gangster?"

Li Yitu ignored him, but looked at Xuan Lingzi and said, "Let me tell you next. It is recorded in books that the last time coffin guards appeared was in the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China decades ago. Someone dug up the coffin guards. People at the time didn't know the meaning of this picture at all. They thought it was only used to suppress the coffin, so they opened the coffin rashly.

As a result, the guardian of the coffin was angered. It appeared and directly bloodbathed all the living creatures in a radius of ten miles. This incident shocked all the psychics at that time. However, the coffin guards were too powerful, causing countless deaths and injuries to righteous people. It was not until the leaders of the righteous way and several most powerful psychics at that time shot together that they killed the coffin guards and destroyed them. the coffin. "

After hearing this, even Li Wudao, who had never changed his face, frowned deeply at this time.

Fatty Long turned around and left. His fat body passed through the hole in the wall, came to the outer room, and kicked towards the closed broken door.

But suddenly there was a strong force from above the broken door, which directly bounced Long Pang's body of [-] jin, and fell to the ground, screaming again and again.

"Fatty man, what are you doing?" Zhang Xiaomeng quickly helped Fatty Long up.

"Didn't you hear what Tutu said? The coffin guards were killed by the righteous leader and several powerful psychics. That is to say, someone of Mr. Ou's level is needed to deal with it. Doesn't it mean that we can complete this task?" Shall we come to die?
The pay is low, and we have to work hard, but this is for us to die, I quit, Xiaomeng quickly opened the door with your glaucoma, we quit, I haven’t married a wife yet, how can I die . "

Fatty Long said a lot, although he unreservedly reflected his timidity, but it was right to think about it carefully. How to complete this errand that would send people to death?

Zhang Xiaomeng looked at Xuan Lingzi and the others, a trace of hesitation gradually appeared on Zhang Xiaomeng.

"Hey, what are you afraid of? The appearance of the coffin guards recorded in the book was because the group of tomb robbers forcibly opened the coffin, which woke up the coffin guards. We are here to repair the seal, not to open the coffin. Yes, as long as the seal is not repaired well, everyone will be happy." Li Yitu yelled.

"Besides, as psychics, as people in the Exorcist Department, we are here to deal with this kind of thing. Even if we encounter danger, it is inevitable. Slaying demons and demons is our task, isn't it?"

After Li Yitu finished speaking, he ignored the two, but walked towards the coffin.

Zhang Xiaomeng closed his eyes and pondered for a while, looked at Long Pang and said: "We can't leave, the seal here must be repaired, be careful, it should be fine."

With a firm expression, Zhang Xiaomeng pulled the reluctant Long Pang also to the coffin.

The coffin exudes a cold breath, and the black ink-like body of the coffin seems to want to swallow people.

"Eh, strange." Xuan Lingzi stared at the portrait of the coffin guard on the coffin board, a little curious.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Xiaomeng asked.

"The guards of the coffin are usually placed at the time of the burial of the coffin owner. This coffin seems to be at least decades old. Why does this depiction look so new, as if it was carved recently?"

Only then did Zhang Xiaomeng and the others take a serious look. Sure enough, although the spirit coffin guards were dressed in shabby clothes, the traces of the carvings were still fresh.

"Could it be man-made? Who would do such a thing? Don't you know what will happen once the coffin guards appear?" Li Yitu clenched his fists, filled with righteous indignation.

"Forget it, we don't want to pursue this kind of thing now, we quickly sealed the coffin, and we will report to the higher authorities when the mission is over, and someone will take care of it." Xuan Lingzi said with a frown.

After speaking, he handed some spells to everyone, asking them to stick them all on the coffin.

Li Wudao didn't accept the spell, but just stood aside quietly, holding the mobile phone in his hand, staring at the depiction in front of him in a daze.

Finally, the last talisman was pasted, and the cold breath of the black coffin had been cut off.

Just as Xuan Lingzi was preparing to repair the seal, the light in the room suddenly disappeared, leaving only the blue light of the mobile phone in Li Wudao's hand.

"Be careful." Xuan Lingzi realized that something was wrong, reminded everyone immediately, and then turned on the flashlight.

Bang bang bang.

The small black room trembled three times, like a giant approaching, shaking the ground with every step.

"What's that?" Long Fatty suddenly pointed at the dark place, a tall black silhouette, so oppressive that people couldn't breathe.

"I knew the task was definitely not that simple." Fatty Long's teeth chattered.

There was a flash of light in Zhang Xiaomeng's eyes, and then he was stunned.

Immediately, he turned around abruptly, lay down on the coffin board, and frantically tore off the spell on the coffin board.

Seeing that Zhang Xiaomeng suddenly went crazy and tore off the spell on the coffin board, everyone was stunned.

"Xiaomeng, you, what's the matter with you?" Fatty Long looked at Zhang Xiaomeng a little dullly, with an extremely serious expression, afraid that something might happen to Zhang Xiaomeng.

"How is it possible? Daoist, haven't we already put the spell on it? Why is the coffin guard still alarmed?" Zhang Xiaomeng asked anxiously.

Hearing Zhang Xiaomeng's words, everyone turned pale with shock, even Li Wudao's face became extremely solemn, and all four flashlights shone on the coffin board at once.

It was empty there, and that brand-new portrayal would disappear at some point.

Immediately, everyone suddenly shone their flashlights on the vague figure in the darkness, Xuan Lingzi grabbed a handful of charms, and ignited infinite light in the air.

The tall figure of the coffin guard appeared in front of everyone.

It is more than two meters tall, wrapped in rags, a pair of blood-red eyes full of murderous intent, two fangs facing downwards, hands and feet, covered with hair but showing cold nails.

"We should go, this game is over, if I die here, what will my father do, what will Xin Ya do?"

Fatty Long was so frightened that he pissed, and cried out.A foul smell permeated the air.

But at this time, no one was going to laugh at him, and everyone had no time to pay attention to him. They stared at the coffin guards in front of them, feeling extremely nervous.

(End of this chapter)