Bend that ghost

Lu Li pointed to the big altar in the middle, and said, "That's the source of the Yin Qi. The coffin... contains something amazing, but why do we light it... Death sacrifices, death sacrifices, can't see the light..."

Lu Li's tone was slightly puzzled.

Wen Zhijiang looked over as Lu Li pointed, staring at the huge pitch-black coffin, he could also feel the dark and unbearable aura surging around it, not only Yin Qi, but also extremely strong resentment.

Looking at the eight piles of burning flames, he was shocked to find that the fire was like a fireball floating on the stone platform, and the stone platform was carved with incomprehensible runes.

The four of them exchanged glances with each other, Qiao Mu Luli led the way, carefully removed the skeletons, and cleaned a small path for the two of them to pass, and then went up to the central altar.

As soon as he got close to the huge coffin, Wen Zhijiang felt a powerful evil spirit blowing towards his face, only then did he realize that the dark golden pattern was like a magic circle, and where there was no dark golden pattern, a faint black linear gas spread out.

Wen Zhijiang couldn't help frowning: "What should I do? Did you destroy the coffin and its contents?!"

"Master Wen, this coffin cannot be destroyed." Qiao Mu broke in with a smile, but fixed his eyes on the coffin, squinted slightly, and snorted: "I don't know which bastard is inside, thanks to this coffin, it can be pressed Live in that thing, if the coffin is destroyed, the four of us will probably have to break it here today!"

Both Wen Zhijiang and Jian Shaobai's faces turned pale, and they couldn't understand why he still smiled like a flower since he was so dangerous?

"Then... what should I do?!" Jian Shaobai said with difficulty, the blood faded from his delicate face, and he looked a little precarious.

Lu Li took a glance and looked away, thinking that this is really the young head of the Maoshan sect?With such a cowardly appearance, no matter how you look at it, he is a rookie who has only cultivated for two or three days, and his original helper has now become a burden...

Jian Shaobai felt very bitter. He had never left Maoshan for so many years, and most of his practice was meditation. Where had he seen such a big battle?

Qiao Mu shook his head, and said helplessly: "This coffin won't last long, the yin and resentment leaks are already so serious, and you see, the ever-burning lamp is about to go out, and when the ever-burning lamp goes out, the things in this coffin will come out gone."

Wen Zhijiang looked at the eight small altars one by one, seeing that the flames burning on the high platform were indeed about to go out, his brows furrowed even tighter, and he turned to look at Lu Li, who was also frowning, and said, "Can you beat it?"

Lu Li was taken aback for a moment, and then said decisively, "We can beat it!"

Qiao Mu's eyeballs were about to pop out, he cherished his life so much, he was finished, Lu Li, this pretty kid, is going to die now!Hastily came out and said: "Wait, wait! My mother! You two don't want to die, but you have to worry about having a child here!"

As he said that, Qiao Mu tremblingly pointed at Jian Shaobai who was full of bewilderment, then pointed at the black gold coffin, and said tremblingly, "There may be something inside here! You two, don't mess around!"

Only then did Wen Zhijiang come to his senses, squinting his eyes and glanced coldly at Lu Li - okay, I'm capable, can I beat him?

Lu Li smiled apologetically - if you ask me that, if you can't beat him, I'll say you can beat him!

Wen Zhijiang felt tight in his chest, and decisively withdrew his gaze, and said, "Then what should we do in the long run?!"

Lu Li knocked on the coffin and put his palms on the coffin. His brows furrowed tighter and he said, "The magic circle won't last long. Even if we don't open it from the outside, we have to open it from the inside soon."

What does it mean to open from the inside? Everyone knows that this coffin cannot be opened, but must be opened.

"Qiao Mu, I'll open the museum, you can take care of what's in the coffin." Lu Li made a final decision, and raised his hands to cover the coffin lid.

Qiao Mu's expression was distorted, and he was in distress—what to do?How do you figure it out? ?And the things inside are just right?

Lu Li fumbled around the coffin for a long time, and suddenly he let out a beep, with a surprised expression on his face, touched his chin and said, "The mechanism of this coffin seems to be dead, once it is closed, it won't open."

Lu Li and Wen Zhijiang glanced at each other, and then they both looked at Qiao Mu—up! !

The corner of Qiao Mu's mouth twitched: "...Why do you two look at me? I have a specialization in art! I'm a corpse exorcist, not a grave digger!"

Wen Zhijiang turned to look at Lu Li - what to do?

Lu Li shook his head lightly, with a helpless expression on his face - although Yinshan sect practitioners often wandered around the cemetery, but death is the most important thing, how could he disturb the place where people sleep?

"That... let me try it." A weak voice sounded.

The three exchanged glances with each other, and then looked at one person in unison - Jian Shaobai.

Jian Shaobai's eyes were like ink, clean and penetrating, shining like jade, full of righteousness, seeing everyone looking at him, he blushed with embarrassment, and explained in a low voice: "I have studied the organ formation, You can try it."

Qiao Mu and Lu Li looked at each other with the expression of seeing a ghost—when did Mao Shan still teach organ formations?

Jian Shaobai didn't explain too much, Lu Li and Qiao Mu also took a step back consciously, and gave Jian Shaobai the space. Qiao Mu stood behind Jian Shaobai, and Lu Li stood in front of Wen Zhijiang. It was a protective gesture. .

Jian Shaobai looked left and right at the coffin, moved two steps to the side, tapped and tapped, then moved back, tossing and turning, but his expression was extremely serious.

Although Wen Zhijiang didn't see anything, Lu Li and Qiao Mu found that the little Taoist priest's steps followed a mysterious law. It seemed random, but in fact every step and even the things he looked at followed a certain law.

Wen Zhijiang squinted his eyes slightly, Jian Shaobai's movements were inexplicably familiar, where did he seem to have seen them?Something flashed through his mind instantly, Wen Zhijiang's pupils shrank slightly, he remembered why Jian Shaobai's movements were familiar, it was that book!There is an illustration in the book that records the death of Yuan Shang, and the handwriting has become blurred for some reason. At that time, Wen Zhijiang only glanced at it, but now looking at Jian Shaobai's actions to find the mechanism, it is actually somewhat similar to the record place.

This time Qiao Mu and Lu Li's eyes were completely astonished, because Wen Zhijiang actually walked to the other end of the coffin and stood opposite Jian Shaobai. The two were facing each other. : "It takes two people to open this thing."

He believed that Jian Shaobai could understand, because they had all read that book.

Sure enough, Jian Shaobai immediately showed an expression of enlightenment: "Ah! I asked why there was no response for a long time. It turns out that two people are going to be together!"

Wen Zhijiang was a little strange, while fiddling with the mechanism, he said, "Isn't it written in the book?"

He had been reading that book since he was very young, and he didn’t even remember the title, but only a few words. It was because the minister was too cruel, but Jian Shaobai remembered it better than him, so why didn’t he Do you know that two people are needed to open this coffin?