Qingyue Temple

The gift, though, is not a golden coffin where two people can lie side by side.

……Disappointed.

Fang Shanshui seemed to feel the strong disappointment coming from the coffin board, and asked strangely: "What's the matter, Master? Don't you like this spirit? Or are you uncomfortable with this spirit?"

Don't like it?

like.

squeak-

The coffin board was opened suddenly, and Fang Shanshui had no warning. Although he knew that Master was already conscious, Fang Shanshui always felt that he could only see him in the ghost realm and dreams, and suddenly met those crimson eyes that were dripping with blood. After being shocked for a while, when he came back to his senses, he somehow fell into the coffin and fell on the body that was as cold as snow and as hard as stone.

Really a little panic.

Fang Shanshui wanted to get up in embarrassment, but just as he propped up his upper body, he found that his wrist was clasped, and his long, purple-black nails carefully avoided the skin between his wrists.

The blank space in the coffin was covered with the master's cold long hair, and the tentacles were as smooth as water, rubbing against the palms, itching.

Fang Shanshui couldn't get rid of that hand, couldn't get up, and couldn't help but look at the master who was lying flat under him and pretended to be a mattress: "Master? I'm about to get up, don't grab me."

Fang Shanshui saw that the eyes below him were looking at him innocently, as if he didn't understand what he was talking about, and he had a headache. His always steady master, how could he become like a child.

But this is not a real bear child, this is the bear ancestor.

Fang Shanshui pretended to be pitiful and coaxed his Master Xiong, acting as if I was very tired: "Master, I have been in the car for a day and I am very tired. I need to rest." Use two fingers to make a gesture of walking on two legs for a whole day.

The person under Fang turned his head to look at Fang Shanshui, as if he suddenly understood what he meant, and nodded.

Fang Shanshui smiled, thinking that Master was still the same, as long as he pretended to be pitiful, there was nothing he could do about it.

However, Fang Shanshui was about to get up swiftly, but found that the hand that was clasping him was not loose at all. There was a sudden squeak, his eyes went dark, and the coffin lid suddenly closed, covering Fang Shanshui as well.

Uh... It seems that the communication was not successful.

"Master?" Fang Shanshui looked at the pair of shining red eyes in the darkness for a moment, then surrendered, "Okay, okay, Master, I won't go, but I can't lie on your body all the time. Master, let me out, I will I will meditate with you in the cave today, okay?"

Fang Shanshui thought to himself, Master seems to have become a little childish because he lost his memory, so Master is probably a little lonely, which is why he has become more clingy?

Thinking of this, Fang Shanshui felt that he should spend more time with Master. It was rare to come back once. After the holiday, he had to go back to school to check information, and the mountain was too cloudy, so he couldn't stay longer.

Fang Shanshui patted Master's hand, motioning him to let go of himself.

However, the pair of red eyes in the coffin just looked at Fang Shanshui quietly, as if it was interesting to look at him more, and had no intention of letting him go.

Fang Shanshui wondered, could it be that Master is not pestering, but hungry?

Just as he was guessing, Fang Shanshui suddenly found that the hand clasping his wrist was pulled back. Fang Shanshui's body suddenly lost its support and fell on the master. His forehead almost hit the master's chin, but he turned his head to avoid it.

At this time, Fang Shanshui felt that he had just clasped his hand, slapped him stiffly twice behind his back, and a consciousness was clearly transmitted to his mind.

[Tired... sleep. 】

Fang Shanshui suddenly felt dumbfounded.

Well, he was the one who said he was tired first, so now Master is teaching him that since he is tired, he should sleep well and not meditate?

Fang Shanshui looked up at the master's face, and those ruby-like eyes in the darkness looked back at him. Forget it, it seems that the master is really lonely, and he is locked in the coffin and cannot go out... Although the coffin It's a bit crowded, so let's make do with it.

Thinking about it, Fang Shanshui inexplicably felt his head sink, as if... really sleepy, and fell asleep on the master's body in a daze.

This state is somewhat similar to Fang Shanshui's situation in the school dormitory when he was unable to meditate and always fell asleep in the days when Fang Shanshui just came down from the mountain.

Fang Shanshui fell asleep, and the clapping hands on his back also stopped, and the long and pointed nails fell gently one by one, like sharp knives placed on the edge of silk.

……

There is no golden coffin that can lay two people side by side, but he also has a wooden coffin that can let the grain reserves lie on his body.

Happy.

Feel the body temperature coming through the clothes.

He suddenly felt that it seemed... better this way?

The darkness became more and more silent. Hearing the sound of breathing in his ears so faint that it made his whole body itch, his crimson eyes never closed.

Well, the golden coffin is no longer needed.

That's it.

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Lin Er didn't expect that this trip would be so unsatisfactory, it was like a nightmare!

He was full of ambition when he left, and hid in embarrassment when he came back, but the dark man didn't seem to be in a hurry to kill his prey, but just played and threatened them together.

Trick them to run like walking a dog. If you walk far away, pull a rope, and if you walk close, kick them away.

The person behind him acted like this, but Lin Er and his group who were teased by him never got rid of the rope tied around their necks, and kept repeating it again and again. The tomb robbers who looked at him also began to despair.

What's even more tragic is that in this maddening seemingly endless escape, they don't even know who they are being targeted by.

"Second Uncle!? Could it be Li Zilin, that bastard who wants to cheat? I'm going to be him! Even if I'm killed by that ghost halfway, I'm going to be him! I can't take it any longer Huzi clenched the pistol hidden under his clothes hysterically, his unstable state, it seemed that he could shoot anyone who got too close to him right now.

Seeing this, Lin Er frowned: "Huzi, calm down."

"Ah! I can't calm down!" Huzi kicked the trash can in the alley, and the tattered half-human tall rag doll on the trash can fell into the garbage dump, and Huzi didn't know what happened Crazy, rushed up and stomped on the doll's neck, even pulled out a knife and cut off the doll's neck forcefully, and chopped off the doll's head several times, as if venting the fear and dissatisfaction in his heart .

【Are you happy? 】

Hu Zi, who calmed down a little bit, panted heavily with red eyes, thinking that Lin Er was mocking him, and said angrily, "Second Uncle, where can I be happy, I'm going crazy, how do you want me to be happy!"

Lin Er was also taken aback: "What are you talking about?"

Hu Zi froze when he heard the words, and then he heard the voice again, this time, even Lin Er and Lin Kai heard it too.

【Are you happy? 】

Hu Zi lowered his head, and he realized that the voice was coming from under him... The doll whose head was cut off by him, and a piece of gray cotton fell out of its neck, smiled strangely on the face that couldn't change its expression, but The next moment, all the cotton wool floating around its neck turned into crushed pieces of meat and blood.

Huzi found that his hand holding the knife, his body, and even his head and face covered with cotton wool were all covered with blood!

"Ah!" Huzi yelled and stood up, but suddenly covered his face, he found that his whole body was in pain as if sulfuric acid had been splashed on it, and pieces of blood-stained flesh fell down.

Hu Zi walked towards Lin Er and the others, pieces of flesh on his legs and hands fell off, and finally knelt down in a pool of blood unbearably, but he still tried his best to reach out to Lin Er and the others, with a terrified expression: "Save me!" Me, save... oh me!"

"Tiger!" Lin Er and the others yelled, looking at Huzi's miserable state with eyes wide open, but none of them dared to approach.

At this time, Huzi had just chopped off his head, and the severed neck seemed to be filled with human blood vessels and muscles. The rag doll limply used its straight legs without feet to stand up from behind Huzi. The doll picked up her own severed head and hugged it in her arms. The bloody doll's head with criss-cross blades in her arms was smiling at Lin Er and the others.

Lin Er and the others seemed to have heard the doll's voice.

【Are you happy?But I'm already a little tired, giggling. 】

"Run!!!" Lin Er and the three were so frightened that their hearts almost jumped out of their throats, and after a loud cry, they ran for their lives!

[cluck cluck cluck. 】

The rag doll's weird laughter followed behind him like a shadow, never far or near behind.

Since this period of time, the person behind has been using similar unimaginable methods to frighten them and drive them crazy little by little, but although they were occasionally injured before, they have never directly killed them like they are now!

Lin Er and the others were heartbroken, knowing that the person behind this should not be planning to continue playing with them, and he was going to make a serious move!

"Quick, run to a place with a lot of people!" Lin Er was sweating, he didn't know whether he was tired or frightened, and he called out to his companions in a panic.

They rushed all the way into the train station. Sure enough, in a crowded place, the doll didn't seem to follow in. It just looked at them with a smile on its head from the glass window of the station. However, it seemed that only they could see this scene!

Lin Er felt that this was not safe at all: "We can't stay here!"

"Second Uncle? Where can we go?" Lin Kai was about to cry. He had robbed so many tombs and had never met a ghost or a zongzi. He never expected to encounter something scarier than ghosts in this clear sky and broad daylight. .

Lin Er was also confused. Suddenly he thought of the monkey who had lost contact with him a long time ago. He shook his hands excitedly and said, "Go to Qingyue Mountain. Do you still remember the photo that the monkey sent? That place where nine dragons contain pearls."

Lin Kai was surprised when he heard the words: "But the monkey disappeared, so it's probably more or less ominous. How can going to Qingyue Mountain help us?"

Lin Er can't control so much now: "The disappearance of the monkey shows that the place is not simple! At that time, the photo sent by the monkey said that everyone in Qingyue Mountain was planting trees all over the mountain. I did some research later. It seems to be a maze of Qimen Dunjia! As long as we escape there, maybe we can use the maze to stop this ghost!"

"Can it work? We got rid of that thing so many times, but it always found it again soon..." The other surviving Zhao Huan was a little pessimistic and desperate.

Lin Erfa said harshly: "If you can't do it, you have to do it. At worst, misfortune will be diverted to the east! That little Taoist priest on Qingyue Mountain must not be a simple master. At worst, I will hide our treasure in the mountain and let them fight!"