In the black blurry night, the sky is covered with boundless heavy ink, not even the glimmer of stars leaks out, and the streets of the dead town are like a smooth and rippled river. It stands straight in the middle of the abandoned houses on both sides.
Those trees rustling due to wind and rain seem to be recalling their journey back to their roots.
The red coffin was just like the one I saw in Zhou Shan's fantasy world, but it was even bigger. It was carried by sixteen ghost kings, step by step, as steady as a mountain.
Along the way, the sea of blood is fragrant and the ghost energy is rising into the clouds.
The coffin bearers were eight men and eight women. The men were thirty and the women were twenty-eight. They were all carefully selected and strong in this age group. From a distance, they look like a group of handsome men and women.
I will never mistake them, they are the sixteen ghost kings, their eyes are the color of pure blood. It is the symbol of the Ghost King.
Thinking about it, I think it's normal. Grandma's status is so extraordinary, and only the ghost king can be worthy of carrying her. I don't know where the sixteen ghost kings came from, but this lineup is still far more powerful than I imagined.
The sad songs penetrate deeply into people's hearts. The ghost king carried grandma's coffin through the street. No one with any intelligence would dare to come close!
After the coffin, a group of ghosts followed. 66 continued just like the mourners. These were all ghost generals. I looked from behind the coffin and saw that the group of mourners had been chosen just right. They were all close to the level of ghost kings, and their ages were also high. Much smaller than grandma. Female number.
Just like the mourners in the human world, they must be younger than the deceased.
The ghost king carries the coffin, the ghost generals mourn, and there is a terrifying team of hundreds of ghosts, carrying black spiritual banners. White soul-calling flags swagger across the street, throwing white ghost papers all the way.
Boom.
Boom.
The sound of mourning drums urges ghosts on their way, and the continuous wailing shakes the soul.
I don’t know whether it was my wife’s sister who pulled the corner of my clothes, or whether it was the black eyebrows that pulled the corners of my clothes. In short, I was in a trance for the first time before the battle.
"Military...don't! Don't go there! Wake up!" Seeing that I was about to walk towards the Ghost King to carry the coffin, Dai Mei held on to me. This was really terrifying. Any Ghost King carrying the coffin could easily kill us. kill.
"Dai Mei, you should run away first. Go to Xiaoyitun. I can't leave... My grandma is locked in a coffin..." I looked at the team of hundreds of ghosts coming towards me with tears in my eyes, and I was beaten all over. Shivering, I saw my hands shaking, and the panic in my heart was hard to resist.
Zhou Shan finally completed the living coffin step by himself.
He used an ancient book to attract countless ghosts and generals to scramble to decorate the blood cloud coffin, scramble to find suitable sacrifices, and scramble to fight and kill.
They even attracted the regular army of the city gods from three counties to fight over the Blood Cloud Coffin. They also used ghost energy to lure the coalition forces into the Blood Cloud Formation. Then they launched the formation at a specific time and used nearly 10,000 people to fight against it. The soldier ghost sacrificed his blood to the Blood Cloud Coffin!
He has developed weird things that are unprecedented and terrifying! Finally, he disappeared without a trace.
I don’t know if the Blood Cloud Coffin is an event, a play, a tragedy, or the same item, but the price is too terrible. These Yin soldiers and ghost generals have more or less developed spiritual intelligence. It is also a kind of spiritual creature in the universe. It turns into blood and becomes the nourishment of the Blood Cloud Coffin.
As for the selected suitable coffin bearers and mourners, their levels have soared to the late stage, even reaching the level of the coffin bearer ghost king.
Wang Yue said that the coffin is alive. Once the soul is sealed in it, the dead person will run back to the coffin by himself, even if he is thousands of miles away. When the coffin is opened, he can run as far as he wants. In front of you, there is nothing you can do about it. In addition to having all the abilities of the people inside the coffin, it can also command the surrounding ghosts to attack those who approach.
I don’t know if there is still free thought, but if you still have your own ideas, then why did the person who made it make it?
"Grandma!" I still couldn't help shouting, and knelt on the spot. Is it unfilial to see a relative's coffin crossing the street if he doesn't kneel? What’s more, it’s my grandma who saved my life and gave me a new life!
Now she is imprisoned in a blood cloud coffin and being carried through the streets by a group of ghosts. How can I not be sad and angry?
Even if I can't see her in the coffin, I still miss her. Even if I can't touch her cold body, I still miss her.
"Grandma! I'm here! I'm here! Come to Yinfeng Town to see you..." I don't know what to say. Grandma may not be able to hear it, but she may be able to hear it.
Dai Mei was so frightened that her soul fluctuated, and she wanted to pull me up and escape from here, but I threw her away. She wanted to use force, but she glared at me.
"Let's go!" I yelled at her. The coffin in front of me was getting closer and closer. In desperation, Mei Dai could only fly away from here.
Wei Ling may be dead, Zuo Chen may be dead, and familiar faces are still vivid in my mind. These guys have more or less intersections with me. I don't want Dai Mei to accompany me to death anymore.
Boom! Boom!
The sound of funeral drums was getting closer and closer. I knelt on the side of the street and looked at the coffin in front of me. There was only sadness for my loved ones in my eyes.
"Grandma!" I called again, and kept looking at the coffin. I also became a little anxious. Could it be that the coffin couldn't see me?
My sister-in-law did not warn me, which means that the Blood Cloud Coffin does not seem to be dangerous to me. But if you say there is no danger to this terrifying thing, who will believe it?
Maybe if Dai Mei stayed a little longer just now, she would be eaten.
The coffin continued to be carried, and it was almost in front of me. The strong pressure made me bow my head. The blood was boiling all over my body, and I couldn't control myself as if I was in a demonic barrier.
"Stop the coffin!" I yelled!
The coffin didn't stop and continued to walk towards me.
I was trembling all over, my whole body was shaking, and I was almost pressed to the ground.
"stop……"
"stop!!"
And just when I felt my spine was broken, a weak voice came, followed closely by another loud and terrifying voice.
Hearing the former brought tears to my eyes, Grandma! Is grandma still alive?
But the latter shocked me so much that I couldn't help myself. This voice was not human at all. Who was giving the order?
"Grandma! I am one day! I know you are still alive! Grandma! You are still alive, right?" I shouted quickly and crawled towards the coffin with all my strength.
"Say favor when there is kindness, and say hatred when there is hatred." The terrifying voice said these words without any emotion, which scared me to the point of sweat on my forehead.
"Who the hell are you? You're the one who locked up my grandma!" I glanced at the coffin, but couldn't find a single figure.
"If there is no remaining wish, the one who blocks the coffin will die!" The terrifying voice came again, and the ghosts around me began to turn their heads to look at me, with a monster smile on their lips. The male ghost's fangs were extended, and the female ghost's mouth was split. At the corners of their mouths, all their eyes were still angry.
I looked stiff and laughed at a group of ghosts. Isn't this too sad?
"You dare!" Grandma shouted in the coffin, and then she heard a thud in the coffin, which seemed to mean that grandma was angry.
When I heard this, I was extremely excited. Grandma was so powerful and could still make decisions in the coffin.
That terrifying sound probably came from the Blood Cloud Coffin. The Blood Cloud Coffin wanted to kill me. Of course grandma wouldn't be happy. Is grandma really not dead? But why can't you come out?
My sister-in-law didn’t give any warning because my grandma was still alive. Am I not in danger?
After a series of considerations, I paid infinite attention to the Blood Cloud Coffin. Its strange appearance and patterns were the same as those in Zhou Shan's fantasy at that time. I suspected that Zhou Shan had seen the Blood Cloud Coffin before, otherwise he would not be able to imitate it. Come out, and the place where it hides is also a place with walls all around. The blood cloud coffin guides the blood into the blood cloud formation through the blood array.
And when the critical moment comes, the blood energy of the nearly 10,000 Yin soldiers and ghost generals will also be transferred to the Blood Cloud Coffin through the large formation, and finally the activation will be completed.
But what did Zhou Shan get? Although I don't know clearly, there is no doubt that the other party will get huge benefits from it, because only in this way can he, the head of the Zhou family, an old fox who is always careful about everything, be willing to take risks to activate the Blood Cloud Coffin.
"Xuan...are you here?"
When I stood up to observe the coffin, my grandmother suddenly heard a faint voice from inside the coffin.
"Zhou Xuan? Zhou Xuan is not dead? Grandma! Where is she? I didn't see her." I was shocked, Xuan? Zhou Xuan? Didn't Zhou Xuan become a resentful corpse, and his soul was sealed with a soul-sealing talisman? Why did grandma suddenly ask me about Zhou Xuan?
"Not coming? Forget it..."
I listened and knew that grandma was very sad. In fact, I was also very sad. Zhou Xuan was Zhang Yidan’s mother-in-law and my cousin. She was made into a resentful corpse. Grandma was very sad. If she knew that the child in Zhou Xuan’s belly would still be a child. The ghost baby is dead, how should grandma deal with it in such a miserable state?
"Lots of trivial matters, keep on going!" The terrifying voice came again, and suddenly a ghost came out from behind and suddenly rushed towards me!
This Bloody Cloud Coffin kills immediately, which is a bit too fierce. I took a few steps back. Of course I couldn't sit still and wait for death, so I touched the cowhide shoulder bag.
"Blood clothes!"
What shocked me was that after grandma read two words, a ghost king carrying the coffin suddenly froze for a moment, and then his whole body turned red, as if he was covered in blood, and he flew out with a wave of his big hand. A long red whip whipped by with a sudden crackling sound, directly sweeping a row of mourning ghosts into ashes!
The ghost king roared, his whole body exploded, and finally got rid of grandma's forcible control!
There was one less coffin bearer, and the coffin couldn't help but tilt down. I could imagine how depressed the blood cloud coffin was, and at the same time, I was speechless in surprise at grandma's magic.
She forcibly controlled the Ghost King in an instant, and even added blood clothes. I don’t know when I will learn this skill! Unexpectedly, she is also a ghost. She is many times better than me at playing. She can even control the ghost king.
"One day, run."
Before I had time to be happy, grandma suddenly said this, and the coffin began to shake violently. I don't know what happened. Maybe grandma angered the blood cloud coffin, and the other party was already angry.
