Bang!
Kun Lun strode forward and rushed to the front of the coffin in a few steps.
At this moment, his simple and honest face was filled with killing intent, like a mountain bear that had come out to hunt for food after starving for a whole winter.
He waved his large hands and pressed down on the coffin. With a loud roar, the muscles on his arms that were like steel bulged up. His strength exploded and the coffin lid flew out.
The coffin lid, which weighed dozens of kilograms, was like a child's toy in his hands. It fell into the road with a bang, making a huge noise.
"Kun Lun, what's the situation?"
Chen Yulou frowned and asked.
Kun Lun took the opportunity to look into the coffin. A stench that soared into the sky greeted him, but he didn't care. He just stared at the bottom of the coffin.
There was only a rotten corpse below.
He didn't know how long he had been dead, but a pool of corpse water had gathered, almost covering the corpse.
"Shopkeeper, there's nothing here, just a rotten corpse.”
Kun Lun shook his head and turned back to smile at Chen Yulou.
Before everyone could heave a sigh of relief, the intermittent scratching sound from before rang out again. Moreover, this time, it was getting more and more intense. The sound was extremely ear-piercing, as if it was scratching their hearts.
It made him inexplicably frustrated.
"Surround him."
Chen Yulou was annoyed and waved his hand.
The few people behind him, including Feng Bai, spread out in a fan shape and surrounded him.
Elder Luo stood at the outermost edge, holding his German-made sword in a careful posture.
This was the first time he had seen such a situation. How could it be compared to Chang Xiadou's grave robbers?
As for the old Miao man, he was so frightened that he could not speak. He hugged his sickle and hid in the corner, trembling.
Previously, he had thought that these people were traveling merchants from village to village. Now that he saw that they were all armed with weapons and had fierce expressions, he could not help but think more.
However, his mind was filled with thoughts that he had encountered a ghost, so he did not have the mood to delve into it.
After all, it was an old custom to carry a saber when traveling in the Miao village.
Five or six people quickly surrounded Kunlun and peeked under the coffin.
Chen Yulou shook his head," It's so rotten, it shouldn't be stiff."”
To turn a corpse into a corpse, the corpse must first be complete.
"The voice is in the back hall. Go up and take a look.”
Feng Bai was also an expert in this area. He could tell at a glance that someone was fighting back. He focused his attention and listened. Although the strange voice was erratic, it was clearly not in the front hall.
As he spoke, Feng Bai had already rushed forward. He passed through the pitch-black passageway and quickly disappeared.
When he saw Feng Bai, he rushed out.
Miss Hong frowned slightly. She couldn't help but feel a little worried and subconsciously followed him.
"Shopkeeper, what should we do?"
"What do you mean by what to do?"
Chen Yulou's eyes widened as he grabbed the small divine blade.
Seeing this, the flower horse didn't dare to say anything else. It gritted its teeth and chased after him.
Kun Lun's reaction was half a step slower. Seeing that the shopkeeper and the others had left, he also wanted to leave. However, he had just taken a few steps when he was grabbed by Old Crooked Luo.
"Brother Kun Lun, in my opinion, it's better for us to stay here. If anything happens, we can warn Shopkeeper Chen and the others.”
How could Kun Lun understand these tricks? Seeing that the innkeeper and the others had disappeared, he scratched his head and stopped.
On the other side.
Feng Bai was astonishingly fast. He held a short knife in his hand and chased in the direction of the sound.
"Wait for me."
Miss Hong was not slow either.
However, as soon as she turned the corner and entered the back hall, she realized that the figure in front of her was gone.
It was pitch black inside the back hall. Cold wind came in through the gaps around them, making a series of whimpering sounds that were especially terrifying.
She could not help but stop in her tracks.
She held a few flying knives between her fingers and bit the corner of her lips. Her limpid eyes were filled with worry.
Thinking that Feng Bai might have met with danger, she felt a little flustered for some reason. She shouted a few times in a low voice," Little Brother Jiang…Wuwu!"
However, just as she shouted, she realized that her mouth was covered from behind.
Out of instinct for danger, she subconsciously grabbed the flying knife and stabbed it behind her.
In the blink of an eye, her arm was grabbed by someone. At the same time, a voice came close to her ear." Don't make a sound. It's me!”
Upon hearing that familiar voice, Miss Hong's beautiful face flushed red. Her earlobes were glistening, and her heart skipped a few beats.
Feeling the girl in his arms at a loss, Feng Bai couldn't help but smile.
"Let…let go of me."
Miss Hong had never been so close to a strange man. She could even smell the unique aura coming from Feng Bai's body. For a moment, she was so flustered that she did not know what to do.
After struggling for a while, she wanted to break free from Feng Bai's embrace.
However, the latter hugged her even tighter." Don't move. Look over there."”
Miss Hong's heart was in a mess. When she heard this, she subconsciously looked in the direction that Feng Bai was pointing.
Under the faint moonlight, she saw a dead man standing on the wooden door of the back hall.
The corpse was covered by a white cloth, revealing only a vague outline. A wooden tablet was erected on top of his head, and a life lamp was lit in front of him.
However, the lamp was only the size of a bean and was almost extinguished by the wind outside.
One was bright and the other was dark, as if someone was blowing a lamp in the darkness.
When she had just entered, she had been in a hurry to catch up to Feng Bai and had not noticed the situation behind her.
Now that it was quiet, Miss Hong could only feel her heart beating rapidly.
Unknowingly, she moved closer to Feng Bai's embrace.
The appearance of the corpse was really strange. It was the first time she had seen it in her many years of traveling in the martial world. She swallowed lightly and asked in a low voice.
"What's that?"
"Standing corpse!"
Feng Bai's expression was also solemn as he spat out a few words.
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