Bend that ghost

Jian Shaobai glanced at Wen Zhijiang in surprise, then shook his head: "I only read the fragmented copy."

Wen Zhijiang nodded clearly, his fingertips suddenly touched an inconspicuous bulge in the fine carvings of the coffin, the coffin suddenly trembled slightly, Jian Shaobai and Wen Zhijiang paused at the same time, the two exchanged glances, and then looked at his subordinates at the same time The organ was pressed down.

The timing was just right, and even Wen Zhijiang was surprised that he could have such a tacit understanding with the Taoist leader.

In the next second, the tacit understanding between the two reappeared, and the two of them retreated in unison. The huge coffin suddenly bloomed in all directions like flower petals, making a dull sound, and splashed dust. After the dust dispersed, it seemed Inside the coffin that opened like a lotus flower, there is a black coffin quietly placed. This black coffin is different from the coffin. The coffin is carved with obscure runes. The vicissitudes are mysterious, but the black coffin is not decorated. A lotus flower totem that is elegant to the extreme.

In an instant, strands of black mist intertwined and wrapped the black coffin. In extreme contrast with the elegant lotus, was the soaring hostility, which gushed out as if to tear everything apart, with a destructive aura!

Such a big battle was enough to make Wen Zhijiang dazed for a moment, and the next second he was lifted into the air with his arms around his waist, and when he realized that he had been taken to the inner and outer coffins, the black coffin was in front of him.The person holding his waist said in a low voice: "Don't be afraid, concentrate, and suppress it temporarily with me."

The slightly hoarse voice and the familiar breath made Wen Zhijiang know who was holding him without looking. He nodded without the slightest hesitation, and let the cool palm lead his hand and pressed it against the black coffin. Cover, Lu Li's palm covered the back of Wen Zhijiang's hand, Wen Zhijiang could even feel the texture of his palm, and the feeling of blood flowing in the blood vessels.

Lu Li's hands are different from Wen Zhijiang's well-maintained white and elegant knuckles, but are slender and powerful. The two hands overlap, incomparably fit and inseparable. The faint blue light that suddenly appears makes the palms whiter.

The faint blue fluorescence appeared extraordinarily pure and clear in the black air, spreading along the overlapping hands of the two, interweaving into a faint blue net, enclosing the entire black coffin inside, and at the same time restraining That palpitating hostility.

Seeing that the situation had stabilized, Qiao Mu patted his chest in shock, showing an expression of survivors, and said with emotion: "Just now I thought old man Qiao was going to jump out of the coffin..."

When his gaze swept over to the black coffin, he suddenly froze, staring blankly at the two tall and tall figures, with relief and a touch of envy in his eyes.

Lu Li stood behind Wen Zhijiang, still maintaining the posture of wrapping his arms around his waist from behind, with the other hand overlapping Wen Zhijiang's coffin lid, his posture was intimate, one looked cold and the other cynical, but they fit together very well!

Qiao Mu suddenly felt sour and sighed that his own child had been seduced away, and he slightly curled his lips, thinking that this kid, Lu Li, got what he wanted this time?

Just as he was thinking, a sharp gaze that seemed to have materialized suddenly fixed on him, Qiao Mu was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously responded, only to find that the gentle-looking Young Master Wen was staring at him, and he was immediately at a loss—— What kind of look is that?Why are you still a little bit hostile? !

Wen Zhijiang only took one look and then looked away. He didn't know why he gave Qiao Mu such an impulsive look, but he didn't regret this action—his people wouldn't show it!

Naturally, Lu Li also noticed Wen Zhijiang and Qiao Mu's silent confrontation, suppressed a smile, and coughed lightly: "Hey, young master, I want to clean him up later, Lord help you, we have to deal with this damn thing first. "

After finishing speaking, he raised his chin towards the black coffin.

Wen Zhijiang didn't have the embarrassment of being jealous when he should be doing business at all, he nodded kindly and said softly, "What should we do now?"

Although he was quite happy to maintain such an ambiguous and intimate posture with Lu Li, he could hug him anytime, and the coffin board under his hands was the most important thing.

Lu Li squinted his eyes. The Yinshan sect was originally a sect that dealt with yin objects. Even the disciples who had cultivated since childhood had to squat in the cemetery, so it was completely different from ordinary monks in dealing with yin objects. But it includes yin and yang.

The reason why he was able to suppress this strange black coffin was actually related to Wen Zhijiang. If Lu Li was the only one here today, then he must be in a tragedy.

This is also the reason for the contract between Yinshan disciples and ghosts. Sometimes one person and one ghost do not change one another, but reconcile yin and yang and restrict each other.

Whether it's Wen Zhijiang or Lu Li, it's sure to be a dead end here alone, but the two of them together are enough to fight for a life!

This was also one of the reasons why Lu Li chose to open the coffin.

But the two of them obviously couldn't get away from each other now, Lu Li glanced at Qiao Mu who was watching the show next to him, and thought to himself, why is this person so blind?He sank into his dantian, and shouted angrily: "Qiao Mu! Why don't you come over and help——!"

Qiao Mu shuddered, and suddenly remembered that they were not out of danger yet, so he slapped himself on the forehead, immediately put on a flattering smile, jumped onto the coffin board, and said, "Here we come! "

As soon as Qiao Mu approached the black coffin, his expression suddenly turned subtle, and he said in surprise, "Hey hey hey! Lu Li Lu Li! There are no coffins in this coffin!"

Wen Zhijiang and Lu Li looked at each other, and Qiao Mu immediately exclaimed, "Hey! This coffin is a bit big..."

Although he is not a Tufuzi, does not play archaeology, and does not know much about coffins, this coffin is really much bigger than normal-sized coffins...

It's like...not for one person...

When Qiao Mu reminded him, Wen Zhijiang also noticed it. His eyes were attracted by the elegant lotus flower. For a while, he really didn't notice that the whole coffin was so big!

Qiao Mu beckoned to Jian Shaobai, who was stunned, "The Taoist chief will help you! Let's push down the coffin lid."

"Oh!" Jian Shaobai rushed over to help, secretly took a look at Lu Li and Wen Zhijiang's intimate appearance, although it was strange for two men to be like this...but it was really eye-catching!

Qiao Mu and Jian Shaobai stood at one end of the coffin, and Lu Li whispered in Wen Zhijiang's ear, "After the coffin is opened, we may not be able to suppress it anymore. Remember to back off and leave the rest to me."

Wen Zhijiang pursed his lips, nodded, but did not speak.

Opening the coffin was their only option, but it was uncertain whether they could control the situation after opening the coffin, but Lu Li obviously wanted to stand in front of him.

Although Wen Zhijiang's male chauvinism made him very uncomfortable, as far as he was concerned, he didn't know how to help Lu Li at all, so he might as well stand aside and not cause trouble.

Wen Zhijiang sighed, lowering his eyelids to hide his complicated expression, there was a huge gap between him and Lu Li.