long night walk

Chapter 1 The corpse follows the devil

"Brother, what kind of material is this coffin made of? It looks like gold but not gold, wood but not wood, and it's so hard that even your Seven Stars Sword can't cut a single trace."

"Junior Sister, keep your voice down, it will be bad if you wake up the corpse inside. The material of this purple gold coffin is special, it is made of ancient purple bamboo wood. Naturally, my Seven Star Sword can't cut any traces."

"Since it's a corpse, why do you still wake up?" The girl's voice trembled slightly.

"Don't ask so much, this coffin has a door of life, and the psychic jade that master gave me can open this door of life and open this coffin. Although master didn't say clearly this time that he came to this ancient cave of ten thousand demons to crusade What kind of monsters, but I also know one or two of them. This time, the master and the others are mainly here to kill the corpse king and generals! If my guess is correct, the coffin that can be revered by all ghosts in this ancient cave of all demons must be Those who lie down are the generals of the corpse king!"

"what!"

The woman exclaimed.

"It's that general?! Brother, let's not open this coffin, let's go quickly?"

"No!" The man's tone was extremely firm.

"Master has always felt that I have not experienced any troubles, and I am embarrassed to use it. I have always refused to let go of my junior sister. This opportunity is once in a thousand years. This is an important moment of evolution. If I take advantage of his deep sleep and kill him, Master He will look at me differently and betroth you to me. Ah, I have found the door to life."

The man's tone was joyful, rumbling, and the heavy coffin lid was opened halfway obliquely. Before the girl could stop or refute anything, the young man lifted his Taoist robe and jumped into the purple gold coffin first, leaving the girl alone in the coffin. Above the semi-central coffin of the ancient cave.

The wind was blowing, like a ghost crying, the girl looked like she was about to cry, she looked at the bottomless abyss below her, worried about the safety of her brother, gritted her teeth, and jumped into the coffin.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the feet were on the ground, they touched a cold and hard body, and there was garlic under the feet, and with a scream, they fell down and went away.

A cold forehead was touched on the girl's forehead. The girl immediately realized that she was lying on something. It was the first time she went down the mountain to punish evil spirits. Where did she come into contact with such a thing? She broke down in tears and said, "Senior Brother! Senior Brother! Senior Brother!"

Immediately, the buzzing sound of the sword resounded, and the seven-star sword glowed with a faint afterglow. The girl looked at the sword light in panic as if she was grabbing a life-saving straw.

This coffin is very big, even if there is enough space for three people inside, she saw her senior brother standing with a sword, not too close to her, but his face was very ugly, not the kind of ugly looking at something frightening , but disappointingly ugly.

The girl felt sad in her heart, she was worried that her senior brother would be reckless and provoke some evil spirits that shouldn't be provoked, so she jumped into this unlucky coffin together without hesitation.

The senior brother ignored her and allowed her to fall and fall on a cold corpse. He didn't even intend to come over to help her, but kept scanning the environment in the coffin with fiery eyes.

The man was disappointed and said: "It's just an ordinary corpse, the aura is so faint that it's almost dissipated. I'm afraid that this person was not more than sixteen years old before he was born. He is not a general."

Hearing this, the girl felt even more disappointed, it was obvious that compared with the bright future of her senior brother, the safety of the same family seemed a bit insignificant.

Fortunately, the girl is also different from ordinary people. She has practiced for more than ten years, and she has heard a lot about ghosts and ghosts, not to mention the big wind and waves. It's just an ordinary corpse.

After he calmed down slightly, he couldn't help feeling a little curious in his heart.

The brother said, the person in this coffin was only sixteen years old, why did he die at such a young age, and after death, the coffin still appeared in the ancient cave of thousands of demons, which is far away from strangers.

From the corner of her eye, she carefully looked at the corpse under her body, and with this glance, the last trace of panic in her heart dissipated.

Because the person lying under her was only a young man about fifteen or sixteen years old, and he was also a very good-looking young man.

There is a delicate little sword stuck in the heart, it is inserted very deep, not an inch of the blade is visible, it can be seen how ruthless the person who killed him was.Apparently it was the fatal wound to the boy's death.

The young man closed his eyes tightly, his skin was pale without any blood color, very charming, his appearance was delicate and handsome, and there was a hint of warmth between his brows. In short, he was the type that girls liked very much at a glance.

If it wasn't for his pale face, he would have fallen asleep like an ordinary boy.

Looking at the young man's dead face, for some reason, she could see a trace of indelible sadness in his peaceful sleeping face.

Bailian had a long dream.

The dream is very far away, even in the depths of the dream, I can't remember what kind of past I am experiencing.

He is like a flat boat in the violent sea, drifting alone, and will be drawn into the dangerous tsunami at any time, be swallowed and disappear.

He sticks to his mind, which is about to slacken, and doesn't let himself sink.

Gradually, a clear picture appeared in his mind, the scene in front of him was blurry, blurred figures swayed in front of him, like cannibal demons, baring their teeth and claws.

He has no way to retreat, because behind him is an abyss.

A delicate little sword was inserted into his heart with incomparable precision, and a suffocating pain came. His hands and feet were cold, which was the phenomenon caused by the passing of blood.

Then, he died.

He couldn't open his eyes, he couldn't breathe, he couldn't move because he was a corpse.

He was placed in a luxurious purple and gold coffin.

The dead are gone, and death is like a lamp going out.

His soul, after death, was supposed to return to the earth and fall into reincarnation.

But the coffin specially bought for him has become his eternal shackles.

His poor and weak soul was imprisoned in this square inch forever.

He can't rest in peace, he can't get reincarnation, he can only keep doing useless struggles, and fall into the terrifying, eternal loneliness of a person.

In the midst of a daze, an ancient and majestic voice came from his ears. The voice seemed to be indescribable using all the words in the world, full of unknown magic power, and gathered his soul that was about to be scattered in this world again.

I don't know how many years have passed, but that voice is always with me, filling my ears, speaking in a language he doesn't understand.

Until today, he still couldn't lift his eyelids, and his body was still stiff, but there was a light female voice in his ears.

"This young man is very good-looking. Of course he is not the corpse king and general that you said, senior brother. It's just that he doesn't look like a bad guy. Why did he die here?"

The man saw his junior sister lying on top of the young man's body, and the young man looked more handsome than himself, he felt inexplicably unhappy.

The man said coldly: "Know people, face, but not heart. Since he can be enshrined by all ghosts, it is naturally not a good thing. Junior sister, step aside and watch me destroy the evil spirits and destroy his body."

A chill suddenly rose in the woman's heart, as if seeing her senior brother clearly for the first time.

On weekdays, the brothers are humble and polite, and treat others peacefully. It is true that they look like a modest gentleman, and they are respected and loved by the brothers and sisters in the sect.

It's just that there is no master outsider here today, so he changed his appearance.

She got up from the boy's body and patted the dust on her body.

Unexpectedly, with a crisp jingle, a jasper finger fell from her arms and landed in the coffin, making a crisp sound.

The man's eyes lit up, and his eyes followed the falling trajectory of Jasper's finger, his eyes were full of ecstasy.

"Clear water produces jade! Space treasure! It's actually a space treasure!"

No matter how hard he tried to hide the greedy look on the man's face, he couldn't hide it.

The woman looked down at the emerald green finger, and knelt down to pick it up.

She was also born in the sect of cultivating immortals, so how could she not know about this spatial treasure?
As for her body, it is naturally impossible for this thing to appear. It must be that when she fell on the young man's corpse just now, Yu Li shook the finger into the lapel of her clothes.

Jade born from clear water is a treasure of space. Different from the Qiankun bag that can store dead objects, jade born from clear water can even rely on spirit beasts and living things.

Even if they are from the Lihe sect, they can't find such a piece, so it's no wonder that the senior brother is so excited.

She raised her jasper finger and said angrily: "This clear water produces jade, which is only owned by the orthodox sect of cultivating immortals. Since this thing is buried with this young man, then this young man is of decent background. We must not destroy it for no reason. Dead bodies!"

Only an orthodox family would be willing to spend such a large amount of money to bury it with such extravagant things.

The indifferent nature of the demonic people, I am afraid that they have already taken these things as their own, so how can they survive to this day.

But how can the man listen to these things? Without her telling him, he is naturally very aware of this, but these are not important to him at all.

The important thing is, since it is a funeral object, there must be more than one of them.

He ignored his junior sister's questioning, and quickly illuminated the surroundings of the coffin with the faint light of the sword in his hand.

His eyes became brighter and brighter than the light of the sword in his hand.

The tip of the sword trembled uncontrollably, and he clenched his teeth tightly to prevent himself from screaming excitedly.

There was an enchanted light in his eyes, and a look of nerve endings began to agitate on his face.

He muttered in his mouth: "Chengying sword! Luminous cup! Mountain and river fan! Demon-suppressing tower! And this! What is this?! My God! There are also glazed umbrellas! So many rare treasures! If I own this alone , why worry about the slim road!"

The woman lowered her arms with a dejected expression, feeling as disappointed as if a basin of cold water had been poured on her heart.

The man bowed his waist and picked up the treasures on the ground with a full face of excitement. He didn't want to do those dangerous things of exterminating evil spirits.

The left hand did not forget to push away his beloved junior sister who was quite in the way for him.

Picking up, picking up... The excitement in his eyes suddenly turned to ferocity, and he remembered that he was not the only one here.

(End of this chapter)