At this moment, the chestnut tree coffin in the jade coffin has already sprouted several branches, and the new buds from those chestnuts have also turned into tender green branches and leaves. The life here is indeed terrifying.
At the same time, I also found that below the cliff, the water in the mountain pool that was rolling due to the anger of the dragon gradually calmed down.
Further ahead, Mr. Yin and Yang Xiayuan were fighting against the green corpse, and they seemed to have the upper hand in the area where the Yin Corpse was attached to Yang Yang!
The Yang Yang Yin Corpse seemed to lose its mobility in an instant and stood motionless on the spot.
I don’t know what method they used, but the green corpse was also frozen in place, unable to move.
Yang Xiayuan rushed towards us quickly!
Mr. Yin followed closely behind.
I suddenly felt a little surprised and confused.
It stands to reason that if the anger is sucked here, the Yang Yang Yin Corpse should not stop. It should guard even more crazily...
My heart trembled, and I turned my head to glance at the chestnut tree coffin with my eyelids twitching...
Could it be said that the person in the coffin has a third party?
The coffin was found, and the anger caused it. It seemed that due to the displacement of the anger, the body of Yang Yin stopped.
In fact, was he deliberately planning to let someone open the coffin?
As soon as this idea came up, I found it too incredible.
But it took root in my heart.
I even felt a little bit scared. If I couldn't help but open this chestnut coffin just now, something big would happen!
There is a saying that those in authority are confused, but those on the lookout know clearly.
Although we are helping Yang Xiayuan, in fact, the real authority is only Yang Xiayuan. We can only be regarded as bystanders, and our emotions will not change because of the sudden changes that occur here.
Similarly, this is also related to Mr. Yin’s advice to me.
Zhang Er also told me similar words back then.
It's just that for Yang Xiayuan, the obsession here is too heavy.
In order to find this body, the eldest son had to hide here, and even staged a scene of father and son killing each other.
There is a high probability that he will be fooled again and again...
Of course, this is also my guess in the end. I don’t know if there is any calculation...
"Hold me tight, do you still need a whip?" Suddenly, Shen Ji spoke softly.
I came out of my trance.
Shen Jicai continued: "You also said that he will definitely come to open the coffin. There is no need for us to wait above. There is no need for us to bear this change together."
"Then it's better to use a whip." I hesitated and said a little embarrassed.
Finally, I turned around and took a second look at the chestnut coffin.
Curiosity is certainly there, and it is strong.
I want to know what this feathered corpse looks like, what kind of character it is, and what it has to do with the bun girl's burial in the mountains.
Opening the coffin will probably give you the answer.
But this coffin, neither emotionally nor rationally, should be opened by me.
Soon, Shen Ji took me down the cliff.
Within two minutes of falling to the ground, Yang Xiayuan also climbed up from the pool.
Although his Feng Shui skills were superb, he was not as skilled as Shen Ji. His old face was full of excitement.
Likewise, there are many wounds on his body.
There was another injury on the chest, and the flesh and blood inside could be seen.
"What does that corpse look like?" Yang Xiayuan's voice was also very nervous, even a little trembling.
"The chestnut tree hid the body, but I didn't open the coffin." I said truthfully.
Yang Xiayuan's eyes lit up: "Wood blossoms in spring, chestnut buds in the room?" This truth is not a secret, it is just a more profound Feng Shui technique.
I nodded and said: "Yes." Yang Xiayuan became even more excited and couldn't help but laugh out loud: "The buried person takes advantage of his anger, and the feathered corpse inspired by this energy must be a fresh corpse! When the corpse is transformed into a feather, there will definitely be a Corpse Pill!"
"Luo Shiliu, you are very kind, and you even knew how to let me open the coffin myself! I am very satisfied!"
Yang Xiayuan nodded repeatedly, stretched out his hand, and patted my shoulder heavily.
His expression was even more praising: "At such a young age, you are not only proficient in the art of earth and shadow, but also the method of burying shadows. Although you hide it deeply, it is true that I underestimated you and missed you!"
"I, Qiu Tianyuan, have never had an apprentice in my life. You are qualified to be my apprentice!"
Yang Xiayuan’s words confused me.
At the same time, I suddenly felt that his viciousness probably stemmed from being too conceited.
Is he the strongest in the world? Do thousands of Feng Shui masters look up to him? I'm afraid not entirely.
I shook my head and said calmly: "Whether it's Field Master Yang or Senior Qiu, Luo Shiliu is just a little Mr. Yin Yang. The current Yin Yang Technique is enough for me. I can't bite off more than I can chew." Not bad.”
"I only ask for one thing. Please keep your promise and tell me where my grandma is."
Yang Xiayuan suddenly narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "I will let him go after I go back."
"However, you still have to become a disciple."
"I always mean what I say. There is nothing that I can't get, unless it is destroyed. If people are disobedient, they will only die." Yang Xiayuan's kindness a moment ago turned into darkness in an instant.
My face changed slightly.
But it wouldn't work for Yang Xiayuan to go up directly now.
If the boss is fine, it will be even more troublesome to deal with him.
I can't understand the corpse elixir he's talking about, but it's definitely not a mortal thing.
He still wants to force me to become a disciple? I'm afraid the drunkard's intention is not to drink, but to bury the shadow and watch the mountains!
Besides, the final chestnut tree coffin was by no means that simple.
Regardless of whether Yang Xiayuan succeeds or fails, it will be a bad outcome for me.
While I was thinking, I also held the mourning stick tightly in my hand.
Faintly, I stood behind Yang Xiayuan.
At this moment, Mr. Yin also caught up.
Shen Ji's reaction speed was very fast. She also flashed to Yang Xiayuan's right side, holding the long whip in her hand.
Yang Xiayuan's eyes completely narrowed, and he looked at me even more coldly: "Luo Shiliu, do you want to die now? Do you all want to die?"
Before I could speak, Shen Ji spoke softly: "Perhaps we are not as good as you in dealing with the powerful corpse. But you are just an old and dying man, so you may not be able to defeat us."
"We have helped you find what you want, and you can get it at your fingertips, but now you have not fulfilled your promise. Rabbits will bite when they are anxious, right?" Shen Ji added without stopping.
I took a deep breath and looked back at Yang Xianyuan without flinching at all.
"It's not certain whether we will die or not. If you don't keep your promise, then we will have to take action." I took out the mourning stick and locked my eyes on Yang Xiayuan's face.
The flesh on his face is so loose that it's hard to see his bones.
However, when it comes to shocking souls, they usually have Tang bones. The soul of a Kanyu master like Yang Xiayuan must not be easily frightened.
He is very old, so I will hit his brow bone and destroy his longevity!
At this moment, Mr. Yin suddenly said: "Yang Xiayuan, you don't have much time. There must be a pill to transform the corpse into a fresh corpse. If you want to fight us, it won't be a problem to drag you to death."
Yang Xiayuan's face gradually became ugly because of Mr. Yin's words.
