I take the unicorn to the world

Chapter 797
"I can't go!" Qingfeng Daoist said decisively, "After taking 99 steps, you won't be short of shivering. You just stand back and open the coffin for Master."

As he spoke, he pushed Zhou Ming away, leaned forward, put his hands firmly on the coffin lid, and pushed forward vigorously. Unexpectedly, the copper coffin was really heavy. He couldn't even move it even an inch.

Daoist Qingfeng let out a foul breath, and sighed: "This coffin lid is really heavy..."

"Master, would you like me to push it for you?" Zhou Ming said, then took a step forward and rolled up his sleeves.

"You don't need to come here, it doesn't work if you come here, you kid can't use your strength now, you should push the coffin board yourself for the teacher, it seems that the poor Taoist is really old, if he was young, the copper board would be so fast Don't take it seriously." Daoist Qingfeng showed a slumped look on his face, took a step back, and rolled up his sleeves.

Zhou Ming thought so too, he was sucked by that monstrous evildoer, his dantian was in pain as soon as he exerted his strength, he really couldn't help, so he had to stand behind him holding the yellow paper talisman, his eyes fixed on the coffin.

Daoist Qingfeng moved his hands and feet, took a deep breath, and passed the true energy in his dantian through the eight extraordinary meridians, and finally penetrated between his palms. He suddenly let out a loud shout, and once again used the feminine palm, heavily He patted the coffin board.

Daoist Qingfeng has practiced this feminine palm for most of his life, and this palm is more than a thousand pounds of force, but seeing that the coffin board was hit far away by Daoist Qingfeng's palm, it fell heavily on the wall of the tomb, directly Even a hole was punched in the wall.

Zhou Ming was stunned by Master's palm, and just about to flatter him, unexpectedly, a layer of white mist slowly appeared in the coffin, and it continued to diffuse, Qingfeng said. After making this long palm, he took a big step back towards Zhou Ming, and at the same time pulled Zhou Ming back.

In a short while, the white mist in the coffin gradually dissipated into nothingness, and Taoist Master Qingfeng said: "It's almost there, let's go over and see what rare things are inside."

As he said that, he slowly approached the coffin, Zhou Ming swallowed another mouthful of saliva, and walked behind Master.

Just two or three steps away from the copper coffin, a gust of wind blew from nowhere, blowing up Daoist Qingfeng's beard. Once again, I smelled that strange smell that was neither fragrant nor stinky.

Zhou Ming also smelled this breath, stopped in his tracks, and looked around in fear. His heart beat wildly for no reason, and a very bad premonition rose in his heart. He always felt that something was going to happen. .

Suddenly, Zhou Ming's eyes landed on the red candle placed in the southeast corner of the tomb, and he couldn't help but tremble all over with fright. He patted Taoist Master Qingfeng's shoulder tremblingly, and said tremblingly: " Master...something is wrong...the red candle I was lighting was blown out not long ago...the ghost blowing the lamp...it must be the ghost blowing the lamp!"

"What are you yelling for!" Daoist Qingfeng scolded Zhou Ming angrily, and looked at the red candle. It really was blown out, and he couldn't help but feel a little guilty. Everyone who touches Jin Xiaowei has such a saying, It's called the death of the lamp. Is it true that the poor are really going to leave this old life in this weird tomb today?
(End of this chapter)