Please breed an escape boss! [unlimited]

If Zong Tan wasn't a fierce ghost, he probably wouldn't be able to help him up.

Zheng Xuanhai only felt like a thorn in his back, and it hurt everywhere, so he tried to make his movements more delicate, so as not to bump into Yin Changxia again.

This is not the possessiveness of the carrying ghost towards its master, it is clearly towards his wife!

Zheng Xuanhai's muscles tensed, and he finally reached the foot of the mountain after going through an extremely difficult time.

Uncle Ren was smoking dry tobacco in the dam, with a stick in his mouth, and his fingernails were yellowed and hardened by the tobacco.

Lost in memory, he murmured to himself: "It's really a problem for me, this child, Ah Qi, opening a few more coffins is not as simple as enshrining."

He was the only one left in the huge Xia family.

Unless another Xia family pops out from the stone, the burden of worship will all fall on him.

Opening the coffin to the end will cause 'that' consequence.

Uncle Ren's wrinkled face was full of vicissitudes: "It's hard——"

He was just in the middle of howling, when he saw a group of people coming in front of him, his cheeks flushed and he suppressed his words.

Uncle Ren didn't even sit down, and hurried over there: "What's wrong?"

Yin Changxia: "I got hurt a little bit, I'm fine."

Uncle Ren thought that he had been in the haunted house during this time, and he was seriously injured.

He quickly moved a wide bench, let Yin Changxia sit on it, and tore off his trousers with a loud tug, exposing his thighs scratched by rotten fish bones.

Coincidentally, there were not only scratches on his white thighs, but also marks from the Pisces jade pendant.

Uncle Ren frowned: "This is not..."

Yin Changxia stared at him closely: "Uncle Ren, do you recognize the Pisces jade pendant?"

Uncle Ren woke up like a dream, and kept laughing: "I am a little old man, how do I know what Pisces jade pendant..."

At this point, Uncle Ren also fell silent. He chose the former between explaining the wound and concealing it, and he didn't care about being investigated by Yin Changxia. bone-like."

Yin Changxia: "..."

Uncle Ren exchanged glances with Zheng Xuanhai: "Hurry up and send him to the house."

Yin Changxia couldn't help complaining: [Even being hurt by the Pisces jade pendant, he told me what would happen afterwards, this time he must be forced to ask about the murderous coffin. ]

After a long time, Yin Changxia didn't get any response, so he couldn't help feeling strange: [Zong Tan? ]

Zong Tan's air pressure was extremely low, and negative emotions were taking root.

He looked at Shen Jing, but in reality, what happened this time was about to make him lose self-control.

There was a storm in Zong Tan's eyes: [Let's go in and talk about it. ]

Yin Changxia was helped inside by Zheng Xuanhai, just passing by Uncle Ren's room, when he took a glimpse, he saw that the room was very messy.

Yin Changxia: "What are you looking for?"

Uncle Ren: "I just came back from outside and sat there for a while. How can I find anything?"

As soon as he walked in, his voice suddenly became hoarse.

The door of the room was ajar, and a corner could be peeped through the gap. The clothes in the closet were ripped out, and the mahogany sword, black donkey hoof, dog blood, etc. all fell on the ground from the locked large wooden box.

I'm not looking for something here, it's clear that someone has thrown my house away!

Uncle Ren's expression became serious, he opened the door completely, and patted his thigh anxiously: "This is bad."

Things were taken away.

It was so hidden, how could it be found out?

Uncle Ren's face turned blue and purple, thinking of Lu Ziheng's sudden phone call last night, it was because he had been tricked into diverting the tiger away from the mountain that his subordinates took advantage of it to enter.

Uncle Ren anxiously put his hand on Yin Changxia's shoulder: "Xiao Qi, did Lu, Lu Ziheng do anything to you?"

Both Yin Changxia and Zheng Xuanhai's expressions changed.

Judging by Uncle Ren's appearance, it might be related to what they encountered in the haunted house.

Yin Changxia's voice was slightly cold: "What did you lose?"

Uncle Ren: "..."

Yin Changxia: "Are you still unwilling to tell the story? There are two murderous coffins in the haunted house that Lu Ziheng opened."

Uncle Ren's eyes were full of turmoil. He originally wanted to hide it from Yin Changxia, but now he was only stiff, as if he had aged ten years.

He smoked cigarettes one after another, and finally took a bottle of ointment he made himself: "All right, I'll tell you, but go to your room first."

The few people were silent, and soon arrived at Yin Changxia's room.

Autumn is thick outside, and the unswept rotten leaves are constantly covered by new autumn leaves, dark colors, light colors, rotten colors... stacked on top of each other, there is an indescribable sense of desolation.

Zheng Xuanhai helped Yin Changxia sit on the edge of the bed, and then Uncle Ren handed him the ointment: "It's just a scratch, it's not very serious, but I'm afraid that the Pisces jade pendant is evil, so I still need medicine."

Yin Changxia: "Yes."

Uncle Ren had a copper pipe in his mouth, and then he said: "What was taken away was the letter written by Xia Yulan, the first coffin protector. In it, he deduced in detail the benefits and harms of the murderous coffin, and warned future generations People, let the murderous coffin maintain the Xia family's well-being for 500 years at most, and the coffin bearer should end in his generation."

Yin Changxia looked surprised, Xia Yulan had never mentioned this matter.

Uncle Ren: "So in the first 500 years, the Xia family enjoyed everything. The problem appeared in the second 500 years, that is, the Xia family started to use outsiders as coffin bearers."

Yin Changxia's eyes flickered slightly, thinking of Zong Tan and Jiang Tingyun.

It was at this time that they were adopted by the Xia family.

"Why didn't the Xia family dare to stop? That's because it was clearly written in the handbook that after stopping the offering of the murderous coffin, they would be backlashed by the murderous coffin. .”

"There are only two ways to crack it."

Yin Changxia: "Lu Ziheng just saw the method inside, so...?"

Uncle Ren: "..."

Yin Changxia fell silent. It seemed that being selected by Bo Linfeng was not the straw that broke the camel's back, but the contents of the letter.

Lu Ziheng was obviously moved by his sentence 'I will open all the coffins and give you your freedom', but when he turned his head, he began to plot and even snatched two of the coffins.

Yin Changxia: "What's written on it?"

Uncle Ren was smoking a cigarette, and the surroundings were quiet for a few seconds. The wind outside shook the shadows of the branches and fell on the wall, like some terrifying ghosts and monsters.

"The solution is two."

"One is to keep adding new coffin guards, just like the Xia family did at the beginning; the other is to keep opening the coffins. The coffins of the coffin guards are okay, but the other four opened to the end. How many years have been sheltered by the Xia family? People... have to live for as many years as possible.”

At this point, Yin Changxia was completely shocked.

1000 years?

Lu Ziheng didn't want to give his life to be a coffin bearer, so he naturally ruled out the first one.

And the second...

Yin Changxia's heart was tightened, but he couldn't stop.

Lu Ziheng could only take and destroy those coffins.

It turned out that this was the reason.

Uncle Ren felt a little guilty: "I sent you to the haunted house... because I knew you had a terminal illness. It must have something to do with the Xia family not continuing to enshrine the murderous coffin. You continue life. Xiaoqi... I'm sorry."

Yin Changxia: "So you didn't agree to take me to the haunted house until I had only three months left to live?"

If there are other ways, I will not choose the last way.

To continue life, one must enshrine the fierce coffin.

Uncle Ren's mouth was full of bitterness, and he spoke slowly——

"I should have told you earlier and let you choose."

"However, when your parents died, they specifically told you not to tell you unless it was absolutely necessary. They were ashamed of the Xia family, and because of your birth, they saw that you were plagued by bad luck, so they had to collect the Xia family's things again. ended in tragic death."

"They feel that those things are untouchable, and they don't want you to fall into the abyss. Their attempt this time is enough."

"I'm also in a dilemma."

Uncle Ren arranged the burial of his parents for him, and chose a grave for them... Yin Changxia always kept it in his heart.

At that time, Uncle Ren also saw that the few sticks of incense were lit, indicating that the murderous coffin accepted him, and only then did he take follow-up actions to push him into the haunted house.

Yin Changxia remembered the friendship between Uncle Ren and his parents, and the memories of always coming to Uncle Ren during the holidays when he was young.

Yin Changxia would not believe him if he suddenly changed his face.

It turned out to be the reason.

The surroundings were so quiet that a needle could be heard, Yin Changxia sat on the edge of the bed with a very frozen expression: "Well, I see."

Uncle Ren said embarrassingly, "Xiao Qi...how is the murderous coffin?"

Yin Changxia smiled: "Okay, it's so late, sleep when it's time."

Zheng Xuanhai understood what he meant, and quickly invited Uncle Ren out, and even closed the door on purpose.

There was a sad knock on the door outside, slow and desolate: "Xiao Qi, the matter of the murderous coffin is too complicated for you and me to handle. I have been inviting the Shi family over to find a solution. Xiao Qi Pray, I was wrong, I shouldn't hide it..."

Zheng Xuanhai looked back carefully at Yin Changxia.

Yin Changxia was very curious: "Uncle Ren, you just think it's wrong to hide it, don't you think it's wrong to push me to the haunted house?"

The knocking on the door stopped suddenly.

After a long time, a voice came: "Even if it's only for one day, I still want you to live."

Yin Changxia: "Isn't that enough?"

Who made him want to live?

Uncle Ren sighed for a long time, and Yin Changxia's magnanimity and relief made him feel even more guilty: "I'm sorry."

He quickly left here and returned to his house.

Only Yin Changxia and Zheng Xuanhai were left in the room, and it became silent again.

Zheng Xuanhai frowned and asked, "Can't you just take the first few bites?"

Yin Changxia: "When the first mouth is opened, it will affect the next mouthful. The longer the ghosts in the coffin in front are active, the more likely they will wake up on their own."

In the end, there was no need for him to open it at all, the ghost in the coffin would come out automatically.

Back then, the longer Zong Tan was active, the more conscious Jiang Tingyun became.

Zheng Xuanhai: "..."

He sighed, and suddenly thought: "But shouldn't this be more like an A-level player? After collecting three game cores, you can design a game. Although it was an E-level field at first, there were very few Yangshou. But as In time, the game will definitely be upgraded gradually, in case it is upgraded to an A-level game..."

Perhaps this gap can be filled.

Becoming an A-level player and then becoming a game designer is the only way out.

"If you want to follow your own ideas, it seems that this is the only way left. But..."

Yin Changxia's tone was dull, "Lu Ziheng told me before leaving that A-level players are not the end, but the abyss."

Zheng Xuanhai: "?"

At this point, there was a knock on the door suddenly.

dong dong dong-

The spirits of several people were highly tense, and the atmosphere became like frozen ice.

Zheng Xuanhai leaned over cautiously, the barb had already been pressed on the ring he was wearing, and the door was opened within a few breaths.

Just before the fight started, Shi Jun blocked it with his umbrella: "Is that why you don't welcome me?"

Hearing Shi Jun's voice, Yin Changxia got up from the bed and stood at the door: "Shi Jun?"

When he saw Yin Changxia, Shi Jun's eyes were filled with innocence and he said, "Examiner Yin, I'm here for the appointment."

Yin Changxia looked at him, with a little calculation in his eyes.

A-level players, isn't there a ready-made one?Perhaps Shi Jun would know what Lu Ziheng's words meant.

Shi Jun's back was chilled by his staring eyes. When he saw them, it was as if he had experienced a big battle, and his face was full of fatigue.

Shi Jun's eyes moved down, and suddenly saw the scar on Yin Changxia's thigh.

He walked up to Yin Changxia in a few steps, his cheeks swelled into buns: "This, this, this..."

Yin Changxia: "?"

Shi Jun was heartbroken, just like his heartache when someone ruined his favorite thing: "Examiner Yin is so good-looking, who is so mad, can't he see beautiful things?"

Yin Changxia: "..."

The serious and stiff atmosphere was quickly broken, Yin Changxia had a headache and raised his forehead, and regained an incomparably deep understanding of Shi Jun Shiyao's face control.

Yin Changxia: "Small injury."

Shi Jun: "Big injury! Cut the skin!"

This petty argument is still extremely serious, and it doesn't look like an enemy.

And what happened to Yin Changxia?

Shi Jun didn't care at all, he just lamented that Yin Changxia's appearance should be fine.

Yin Changxia's temples ached suddenly: "Shi Jun, I want to ask you something."

"It's so strange that examiner Yin would ask me something."

Shi Jun stared at Yin Changxia with slightly bright eyes, as if he had discovered a new world, his eyes were full of curiosity, "Quickly ask me, quickly ask me."

Isn't this reaction too strange?

A-level players are all weirdos!

Yin Changxia: "A-level players are not the end, but the abyss... What does this sentence mean?"

Shi Jun's excited expression froze on his face, and he suddenly became serious: "Who told you this? Tang Shutong? Lu Ziheng? Pei Zheng?"

He said several names in a row, but Yin Changxia didn't answer.

Shi Jun: "...If I answer, will examiner Yin set the main bet on me?"

Yin Changxia: "No."

Shi Jun said angrily, "Then what good will I tell you?"

Yin Changxia smiled like a profiteer: "It's no good, but we can discuss the benefits."

These words hit Shi Jun's heart directly.

Yin Changxia is too good at seducing others!

Only then did Shi Jun say: "Actually, I have not been an A-level player for long, but I once heard a rumor that Bo Linfeng wanted to collect ten A-level players, so he was in such a hurry to encourage those players who are on the rise."

"Some say he is for himself, others say he is for the whole family."

"But how..."

Shi Jun's voice paused slightly, and he said with a half-smile, "Examiner Yin, many things can only be seen after you have climbed to this position. Whether it is an abyss or not, don't you have to look at it to know?" ?”

If he doesn't fight, I'm afraid he will still be that little transparent in Shi's family.

You have to become an A-level player, and you can see many things clearly by yourself.

Yin Changxia gradually became clearer because of Shi Jun's words.

Fear just stagnates forever.

If he doesn't continue, he will never know the real reason for this sentence.

Besides, Lu Ziheng wanted to get the core of the game in his hands through the gambling agreement, so he had no other choice but to win.

Thinking of this, Yin Changxia seemed to push away the clouds and mist.

It turned out that he wanted to win!

Winning the existence that he has been dreading for a long time.

Yin Changxia smiled lowly, as if he had jumped out of the trap at the moment and looked at all this from a higher-dimensional perspective.

How arrogant.

Yin Changxia: "I understand."

Shi Jun smiled and asked, "So can we talk about my business now?"

Yin Changxia hammered his waist, pretending to be pitiful on purpose: "It's so late, people are old and useless, and they need to go to bed earlier."

Shi Jun: "..."

You look so good-looking, but you can also play tricks?

Shi Jun's filter hasn't broken yet, who made Yin Changxia focus on his aesthetics.

It's just that he didn't want to do what Yin Changxia wished, and hurriedly stopped Yin Changxia, insisting that Yin Changxia make him the main bet, and he came here for this matter!

"That's not okay, throw me away after I'm done using it?"

He only showed a bit of hostility, and the temperature around him suddenly dropped.

Yin Changxia suddenly looked at Zong Tan beside him, and found that he became extremely sensitive to the hostility of others.

Hostility is the trigger for him.

Was it the impact of Lu Ziheng's incident?

Yin Changxia's heart was pounding, and he couldn't fight anymore: [Zong Tan! ]

The human bone red paper umbrella in Shi Jun's hand quickly opened, and his face changed so quickly, like a child who has not grown up, doing things purely according to his own preferences.

Seeing the imminent danger, the mantis catching the cicada and the oriole behind, Fan Ye has been waiting for this moment for a long time.

He takes pleasure in taming and manipulating others, how could he be tamed by others?

A gust of wind blew open the door, and slammed towards the red paper umbrella with human bones, trying to use the power of the red paper umbrella to attract Yin Changxia's attack.

The human bone red paper umbrella was completely opened, and the front end was stirred rapidly.

What started as a threat turned into a real temptation.

Fan Ye became more and more satisfied. Seeing that he was about to make a move from the dark, he found that the moment the human bone red paper umbrella was about to hurt Yin Changxia, his body involuntarily changed his alignment, and he held the end of the human bone red paper umbrella with one hand, resisting for Yin Changxia attack.

Yin Changxia: "?"

How powerful is an A-level prop breeder?

Suddenly there is a big boy!

Fan Ye floated in mid-air with his short legs, lingering behind him with strong resentment, looked down at Shi Jun forcefully, and opened his mouth and said, "What do you want to do to Dad?"

It wasn't until a second later that he realized what he had done.

Fan Ye: "..."

He couldn't control it again, it was the suspicious medal called 'The Breeder' that hurt him.

Is there still a chance to kill Yin Changxia in this life?

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!