Chapter 7 Nightingale

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According to Lu Jing's original estimate, the coffin was no more than five feet from the ground.

This height... let alone him, even if an ordinary person falls, his butt will only hurt a little.

Lu Jing thought this in his mind, but his expression soon changed.

Because he found that the coffin did not touch the ground after five feet. On the contrary, it continued to fall, and the speed became faster and faster under the influence of gravity!

Two feet!

Five feet! !

Ten feet! ! !

Lu Jing heard the screams from Yang Tao in front of him.

Obviously Yang Tao also realized that this height was a bit abnormal.

However, now it is difficult for the two people in the coffin to make any effective self-rescue actions.

Coupled with the old zombie's previous instructions, Lu Jing finally chose to continue lying in his willow coffin.

In just a short while, he and the coffin fell another twenty feet.

Lu Jing could already hear the whistling wind coming from outside the coffin!

And Yang Tao's screams became more and more desperate.

This loyal young man obviously thought of the scene where he would be shattered to pieces after falling to the ground.

At such a height, as long as you are still flesh and blood, no matter how high your martial arts skills are, it will be useless. You will definitely be smashed into a pulp.

In fact, he could no longer imagine any other way to survive.

But at the next moment, Yang Tao's cry suddenly disappeared.

That kind of disappearance is not the disappearance of closing the mouth, but more like the sudden stop of someone suddenly unplugging the headphones.

At the same time, there was no huge impact sound, so Yang Tao obviously didn't stop screaming because he was thrown to death.

Immediately afterwards, Lu Jing felt that his coffin was gradually slowing down.

Newton certainly couldn't explain this kind of thing.

But Lu Jing had seen a similar scene in He Qing's notes before, so he wasn't too surprised.

After a few more breaths, the coffin's falling speed had dropped to a safe range.

Lu Jing's previously worried heart was relieved a lot.

However, just when he thought he would land smoothly, the coffin suddenly hit something.

Lu Jing inside was also severely shocked.

Fortunately, his internal strength was deep enough to dissipate most of the force, and then the coffin fell heavily to the ground.

Lu Jing reached out and pushed open the coffin lid above his head, and sat up from inside.

When he saw the scene outside, he couldn't help but be startled.

Now he was actually in a tailor shop. There were clerks and several women buying clothes. They were all looking at him with frightened faces. However, judging from their clothes, they were not from Chen Dynasty.

More like the people of a small country in the Western Region.

Lu Jing looked up at the roof again and saw the big hole he had just made on it. He could understand what the people in front of him were afraid of.

After all, anyone who is shopping for clothes and sees a coffin falling from the sky with people crawling out of it will feel a little scared.

Especially the woman closest to her who was holding the cloth and gesticulating on her body. When she thought that if she just took one more step, she would be crushed directly by the coffin, she rolled her eyes and fainted.

So Lu Jing could only turn his eyes to another younger-looking woman behind her and said, "Excuse me, I want to ask something. Did you see another coffin before me?"

As a result, before he finished speaking, the women in the store seemed to have received some signal, and they didn't care about buying any more clothes. They all threw down the things in their hands and escaped from the tailor shop.

It was as if he was afraid that if he took a step too late, he would be eaten by Lu Jing.

Lu Jing thought it was because he was sitting in the coffin at first, but soon he saw a woman who looked like a shopkeeper rushing out of the back room.

The first thing she saw was not Lu Jing in the coffin, but the big hole above her head.

When she saw the big hole, her expression suddenly changed. She stamped her feet and yelled something unknown to the guy who was standing by.

The boy just woke up from a dream and went into the warehouse.

Then the female shopkeeper looked at Lu Jing again. She was a little nervous, but she still tried her best to speak in Chinese, "You...where are you from?"

"That place?" Lu Jing raised his eyebrows.

"It's...a place that specializes in helping us solve our troubles. They said their people will be here in the near future." The female shopkeeper gestured, "Bring a sign."

"Is this what you're talking about?" Lu Jing took out the wooden sign from his body.

"That's right," the eyes of the female shopkeeper suddenly lit up when she saw the Mupai shopkeeper, "You are the one who is here to save us."

And just as she finished saying this, she saw the guy running out of the warehouse again.

He was holding a piece of wood in his hand, trying to block the big hole in the roof.

But after comparison, he found that the size of the wooden board was not enough to block the big hole, so his expression became pale again, and he couldn't help but tremble.

The female shopkeeper's face was also ugly.

Lu Jing said at this time, "You want to plug that hole?"

"That's right," the female shopkeeper nodded, "we have to do it as soon as possible, because it's going to be dark soon."

"This is simple." Lu Jing reached out and picked up the coffin board on the ground.

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Si Tianjian. The third floor of the Star Observation Building.

A middle-aged man in wild clothes was drinking and playing chess, but his opponent was a little strange.

On the other side of the chessboard is a stone wall, and on the stone wall a black figure and a middle-aged man are sitting opposite each other.

The middle-aged man looked at the chessboard in front of him and thought hard for a long time, then he picked up a white piece and carefully dropped it on the corner of the chessboard.

But the black shadow on the stone wall hardly thought about it, as if it guessed where he would land, he pointed to another part of the chessboard.

The middle-aged man's expression changed slightly when he saw this, and he obviously realized the power of this step.

After that, he took out a sunspot from the chess basin and prepared to place it where it pointed in place of the shadow on the stone wall. But at the last moment, it suddenly moved up one square and fell quickly.

Then he hurriedly grabbed his own white piece and freed the corner of himself that was besieged below.

The black shadow on the stone wall seemed to have long been accustomed to his shameless behavior, and was not angry when he saw it. He pointed to another territory where the two sides were still fighting, intending to eat the white ones there.

Then the joy on the middle-aged man's face flashed, and his brows turned into a frown.

There was no way, the bastard on the stone wall was too good at chess. Even if he pretended to be dazzled and stole a move, there was still little hope of winning the game.

At this moment, a nightingale flew in from the window and flew around the middle-aged man twice. It was not until the latter stretched out a hand that the nightingale landed in the palm of the middle-aged man's hand.

The middle-aged man used his other hand to untie the note tied to Nightingale's leg and glanced at it casually.

"Well, two more newcomers have come to take part in the assessment. They have already passed the [Well] to the [Trial Realm]. One is someone whom Wu Chen values ​​​​and the other is... picked by Kui? This is strange."

The middle-aged man clicked his tongue and said, "Lu Jing, I feel like I've heard this name somewhere before. Let's see... how many days he can survive."