"What was that just now? It was so powerful and majestic..." Zhao Erhu looked surprised. As a disciple of Longxiang Temple, he was the most knowledgeable person present.
Instinctively, he noticed that the "Thunder Technique" used by Jiang Chen was extraordinary.
"It's very similar to some Taoist magic that has long been lost in ancient records. It's too mysterious. I wish I could read it a few more times." Chen Xiaoyu looked salivating.
Coming from a Taoist family, she can see some tricks.
Although Yang Chan and Tang Yi didn't understand, they were also greatly shocked. When Jiang Chen's pupils were engulfed in a purple light, the terrifying aura he gave off made their souls tremble.
Only Chen Xue smiled and said nothing.
A sense of superiority arises in my heart.
She has seen a group of ignorant bumpkins and Jiang Chen's more powerful methods, and she has carefully observed them for a long time.
Of course, that night, she didn't want to mention her initial unruliness and subsequent submissiveness.
"Be careful, there is a cunning lame ghost that has escaped. It may be following in secret, waiting for an opportunity to attack us. Once you see it, you must tell me as soon as possible!"
"You must never deal with it alone, it's not easy!"
After Jiang Chen came back, he gave serious instructions.
Several people opened their mouths.
I really want to say that it may not dare to follow secretly.
But in the end, they all nodded in unison: "Yes!"
If it were anyone else, even if it was a disciple of the Wuzong who led the team, they would definitely treat them as equals and would not respond like their subordinates.
But in front of Jiang Chen.
A few people are completely sincere and willing to downgrade themselves.
Because in this life, except for his own father, no man has ever been so desperate to protect himself in a supernatural incident.
And if someone else becomes the leader of the team.
I have a group of teammates who are so obedient.
They will definitely make good use of them and let them do the most dangerous things, such as taking the lead and testing some sneaky people whose strength is unknown.
But Jiang Chen wouldn’t.
At this moment, he was waving his hands to repel a few people, and then he lay on the door on the left to spy on whether there was any movement inside.
Such an action made everyone feel heart-warming.
But when they noticed the serious, eager, and even a little bit of excitement on his face, they felt a little scared.
If there was a living person in the house.
Then this is the perfect crime scene for a perverted murderer!
"Is there anyone inside? Is anyone there?" Jiang Chen said, his faint voice echoing in the yard.
"If no one responds, I will come in!"
"It turns out there is no one, then I really came in..."
I shouted a few words, but got no response.
What he did next was even more unexpected. One moment he was pushing the door open, but the next moment he suddenly moved a few steps to the side, smashed open the window with a hammer, and rushed in.
The whole process was smooth and smooth, as if I had done this many times.
"Why is he so skilled?"
"Before Jiang Chen became a strange person, he had some kind of side job..."
Everyone outside looked frozen.
Behind the door, a man in his fifties was holding a hatchet, and his face froze.
"So you're here, why are you shouting so many times and not saying anything? Are your ears deaf?" Jiang Chen greeted him in a friendly way.
"You're fucking deaf! Ghost energy +500!"
The man's mouth twitched.
But soon, he seemed to have thought of something, smiled sinisterly, and took two steps forward. Not far away, a red candle "fluttered" and suddenly burned.
Under the red light, the man looked horrifying, his eyes were bloody, his head was empty, and his ears were cut off.
He turned his head and pointed at his ear.
It seems to be saying, you are right, I am indeed deaf.
Such a scene is terrifying no matter how you look at it.
However, not only was Jiang Chen not afraid at all, but he nodded clearly: "It turns out he is really fucking deaf and blind."
As he spoke, he rolled his eyes, showing a malicious look.
"Hey, deaf man, you can't see or hear, right?"
The man shook his head.
"That's good……"
Jiang Chen immediately became excited. He turned around and looked at the room, and found that there were coffins one after another inside. The strange thing was that these coffins were arranged from small to large.
The smallest one is only big enough to hold a small baby.
Then there is the size that can hold a child, and then it can hold a young man, an adult...
"Is this prepared for a few people who happen to die at the same time, or is it prepared for a certain person of all ages?"
Jiang Chen murmured, without thinking so much, walked forward, picked up a coffin and left.
He seemed to want to get in the blind and deaf man's face.
Steal everything in his house.
"Old Tian, the coffin maker, was shocked. He stole it from a ghost, right? Ghost energy +999!"
"I shake my head and you can't see it. Do you really think I'm deaf? Ghost energy +999!"
When Jiang Chen walked past it carrying the coffin, he pushed it on top: "You blind man, get away!"
"Old Tian is furious, you really have no sympathy or quality at all! Ghost energy +999!"
Wait for Jiang Chen to finish moving a coffin.
When he ran in and wanted to move the second room, he suddenly found that Lao Tian was no longer at the door. By the light of the red candle, he saw that the other party was squatting in the far corner, looking at him in great horror.
"It's you...it's you..."
Hear this.
Jiang Chen instinctively asked, "What am I?"
"I don't know! I didn't see anything, don't hurt me, don't come over..." Lao Tian seemed to be frightened and murmured like crazy.
"I obviously saw you... no no... I didn't see anything!... I didn't hear anything, I didn't know anything..."
This undoubtedly aroused Jiang Chen's curiosity.
So he stepped forward and asked, "What exactly did you see?"
Lao Tian was even more frightened, and his bloody eyes widened a bit: "Dead...dead! I saw you...dead, and the body was cut into pieces and stuffed into a coffin!"
When it said this, there was a hint of gloominess in its tone.
And this moment.
Jiang Chen's breathing became a little heavier. He felt bursts of cutting sensations in his limbs and neck. It seemed that as long as he raised his hand slightly, his arm would fall off. It was really like what the coffin maker said, being cut into pieces. And die.
"You're dead...it wasn't me, don't hurt me, don't hurt me..." The coffin maker kept shouting crazily, his words kept echoing in his ears, like a deep curse, causing Jiang Chen's body to The sense of fragmentation is even more obvious.
At this time, he slowly lowered his head.
His expression became extremely sinister.
"It turns out that you have seen it all. No one should know about this...it shouldn't be..."
His tone gradually took on a hint of morbidity, even more mad than the coffin maker's.
"Now that you know the secret."
"Then you deserve to die too!!!"
