Supernatural Live: Please Stop Talking

Lin Xiao spoke suddenly.

Zhang Hai looked at him: "Lin Xiao, what do you mean?!"

Lin Xiao ignored him, but walked quickly to the side of the coffin, squatted down, pointed to the ground, and said, "Did you see this black water! This is Xiaojie's resentment."

As he spoke, everyone looked over in unison.

as predicted.

On the gravel under the coffin, there were drops of black water, each drop was very sticky, and it also exuded an unpleasant and pungent smell.

What's even weirder is...

Until now, the black water is still dripping from the bottom of the coffin, like black lines...

Zhang Hai's face also became a little ugly.

The coffin came out of the water.

This is something unheard of, and it is a bit strange to be true.

"Master, what's going on?"

Zhang Haiweng made a sound.

The mage's face became a little ugly: "Brother Hai, it's too hot, it's normal for some water to come out. As for why it's black, I think it should be because the ink fountain has melted."

"rational."

Zhang Hai nodded, feeling that what the mage said was orderly.

"That makes sense!"

Lin Xiao said with a stern face, "Uncle Zhang, I thought you were a sensible person, but I never thought that your brain is also flooded!"

"you!"

Zhang Hai's face was extremely gloomy.

Zhang Hai was furious when Lin Xiao said that his brain was flooded in front of so many people.

If it weren't for the situation not to allow it, he would have started to lose his temper now.

"Boy, you really want to do something, right?"

The mage stared at Lin Xiao with a sullen face, "You don't really think we dare not touch you, do you?"

"Uncle, you must trust Lin Xiao, he is much better than this half-baked sorcerer! Since Lin Xiao said you can't leave, then you must not leave! If you leave again, something will happen!"

Qiao An stepped in front of Lin Xiao and looked at Zhang Hai with a serious expression.

Zhang Hai clenched his fist: "An'an, I think you and Xiaojie are good friends, so I don't care about you, please take your friend down the mountain immediately! Xiaojie, I don't need you to see her off! "

"That's right, what the hell! Doesn't your back hurt when you stand and talk? We're very tired!"

"This kid is too rampant!"

"Don't be as knowledgeable as this kind of hairy boy who doesn't even have full hair!"

"Let's go!"

The Eight Immortals also looked at Lin Xiao with disdain.

"Ha ha."

There was a sneer on Lin Xiao's face, and the next second, he grabbed Qiao An's hand and walked down the mountain.

As the saying goes:

Good words are hard to persuade a dying person.

What I should say and do, I have done.

Since they don't believe it, forget it, anyway... the damned person is not me.

"Lin Xiao, are we really leaving like this?"

On the way down the mountain, Qiao An looked at Lin Xiao.

Lin Xiao chuckled: "If you don't leave, what are you doing here? Are you being ridiculed by them? I'm not that cheap."

"But……"

"There's nothing but...it's all they asked for."

Lin Xiao stopped talking.

But at this moment, before Lin Xiao could finish speaking.

Sudden……

Behind them, there was a clap of thunder.

Immediately afterwards, painful and mournful wailing sounds suddenly entered the ears of the two of them.

Joan suddenly stopped, turned his head to look, and then covered his mouth.

And Lin Xiao also turned around.