It only took a minute from the time I hurriedly jumped into the water to the time I looked up from the water towards the big house.
In such a short period of time, there is no way that such a large coffin could disappear into thin air! Even if something tries to remove it, it won't be done quietly.
Besides, the dragon's aura and vitality have not changed in this mountain col where the devil is wearing hair, so the coffin shouldn't have been moved!
The thoughts in my mind were like a mess, and I didn't dare to stop and kept swimming forward.
The water in this mountain pool is not cold, on the contrary, there is still a breath of heat.
This water is formed by the gathering of underground rivers. Before today, it must have been extremely cold. But today, the water was driven by the dragon energy of the entire Feng Shui bureau, making it so warm.
Just like on Ji Niang Mountain, before Ji Niang emerged, the dragon energy from the eight peaks gathered together, so that there was a warm breeze on the ice peaks.
I swam forward for about half the distance, and suddenly I felt that the resistance in the water suddenly became heavier. My limbs were paddling hard in the water, and I could only move forward with difficulty.
Waves of cold sweat broke out inexplicably on my back, and my whole body was covered in goosebumps.
My heart skipped a beat and I glanced back subconsciously.
Suddenly my scalp felt numb.
The green corpse on the shore was stopped by Mr. Yin and Yang Xiayuan. The three of them fought, and the battle was in full swing.
Liu Wensan, Chen Xiazi, and Shen Ji were also dealing with the blood evil spirits respectively.
But the remaining mummies on the shore were drawn into the mountain pool one by one.
They were floating on the surface of the mountain pool and were drifting toward me with the waves.
The cold and dim moonlight reflected on the shriveled and sunken faces of these mummies. The facial features of each mummy were twisted and hideous, like a hellish Rakshasa!
I suddenly had an intuition in my heart that they wanted something from me...
The almost ferocious expression seemed to be one of hunger and urgency.
I understood instantly.
These mummies all died at the hands of the Yang Yin Corpse over the years!
Yang Xiayuan used them as sacrifices to activate the Yin Dragon, and many people died.
Among them, the only ones who can turn into green corpses are his eldest son, and Qin Tai and the others who were just sucked in by the undercurrent. If we don't come, there's no telling what Qin Tai and the others will encounter here in the future. Maybe they will all turn into ordinary mummies like the rest of them in the end!
When these people died, their yang energy was sucked dry, and now they want my yang energy!
I shook off all the messy thoughts and swam desperately towards the big house in the center!
There is definitely no way to return to the shore. With those mummies blocking the way, I definitely can’t go back. Although the coffin in the big house is missing, there must be something fishy about it. I must swim to the big house in the center of the pond to find out the reason and put it away. The coffin was found!
The heaviness in the water grew.
I also swam four-fifths of the distance, and I could climb up to the ground of the big house in the next moment.
As a result, his shoulder was suddenly clasped tightly by a hand!
Suddenly, a voice came into my ears.
"You watched me being pushed down, you are all in the same group! Give me my life back!"
This voice was sharp and hateful, and it was exploding in my head from the first word! My ears are ringing!
Not daring to pause, I reached out suddenly to push the hand away from my shoulder and looked back.
What grabbed my shoulder was a pale and livid hand!
Behind me is a mummy, floating on his back in the water, his eyes are wide open, his eyeballs are sunken, and his whole face is skin and bones!
There was a wound as big as a bowl on his forehead, almost the entire forehead collapsed, and his neck was crooked to the side.
Isn't this Zhao Si? !
He seemed motionless, staring intently at the night sky, but that hand was holding me tightly and would not let go!
He didn't open his mouth, and the voice that appeared in my consciousness was completely out of thin air, just like an auditory hallucination, and now it has disappeared again...
The mummies from behind were gradually approaching, and I couldn't afford to waste any time. If those mummies came up, they would make a dumpling out of me.
Pulling out the mourning stick, I hit Zhao Si hard on the head again.
Bang, his head sunk even more, but his hand did not let go.
After the sizzling white gas came out, the wound on his head turned pitch black, but it quickly recovered.
I smashed it again, still the same result, no change at all.
I started to hit Zhao Si's hand, but the fingers seemed to be burrowed into my flesh and would not let go no matter what.
I was also anxious. Seeing the group of mummies getting closer and closer, I immediately took out the dagger connected to the body and slashed at Zhao Si's arm.
The dagger was like cutting into wood, making an unpleasant friction sound, and Zhao Si's arm was severed from the wrist.
The moment I was freed from the trap, I swam forward with all my strength.
The next moment, I touched the ground at the edge of the big house and climbed up quickly. My heart almost jumped out of my throat.
Zhao Si's corpse hit the edge with a bang, and the corpse behind also hit it with the water waves.
My temples kept throbbing.
Looking at these mummies intently, although the water waves pushed them towards them, they couldn't get up to the big house.
As if there was some obstacle, after several impacts, these mummies began to slowly retreat, until they were about one meter away from the big house, and then began to spread out in a ring, surrounding the big house.
I finally breathed a sigh of relief. It's okay if they can't come up.
There was a soft thud and something fell to the ground.
I lowered my head and took a look. Isn't this Zhao Si's severed hand?
It's all broken, and it still held me for so long...
I kicked my hand off, and it wheezed and fell into the water.
Suppressing all my thoughts, I looked up and looked at the structure of the entire big house.
The roof is covered with pieces of jade tiles, which are shiny and translucent, seeming to be absorbing the moonlight and stars in the night sky, and the big house is filled with moonlight.
The big house has eight beams and pillars, forming an octagonal shape. The floor is paved with blue-black stone slabs, giving off a biting chill.
There are eight doors in the octagon. The door in front of us is open, so we can just see the coffin.
So where is the coffin now?
Suddenly I discovered another detail and murmured: "But look at a house called the Lonely Room...a Bagua-shaped house, a lonely room? Those buried here must be talented Feng Shui masters, and they can use the Feng Shui bureau to protect them. Why would a corpse in a coffin let itself live in a lonely room?"
At this moment, Yang Xiayuan's shout suddenly came from the shore: "Luo Shiliu! Pry open the coffin! Move the body out, all the dragon energy and anger here will be sucked by it! These things are not so difficult to deal with." Got it!"
Immediately afterwards, Mr. Yin also shouted, and the meaning was similar to what Yang Xiayuan said, asking me to break the anger here.
My thoughts were interrupted by them.
His head buzzed.
Can they still see a coffin in this big house?
Then why, I can't see it?
