Nine Desolate Sword Demon

Chapter 9
"It's not good! Brother Ye!" At this moment, the fat man was suddenly startled, and quickly ran to Peng Ye's side, pointing around.

Around, dense black dots suddenly popped up from all directions, spread rapidly, and rushed directly towards the corpse of the dragon!

"What are those!"

"Why does it look like a beetle!"

"A palm-sized beetle?!"

Everyone who heard the words noticed the black fist-sized beetles, and their eyes suddenly showed panic, and they trembled a little.

"It's not a beetle, it's a corpse weeter." Peng Ye was also taken aback, and panicked in his heart, and said, "There must be something terrible buried in this place where we are, these corpse weeters have eaten them..."

"Did the appearance of this flood dragon's corpse wake them up?" Li Xiaoyao said with frowned eyebrows.

Peng Ye nodded, and then said to everyone, "Don't panic, it is said that corpses are afraid of fire."

"Brother Ye, how do you know so much?" the fat man asked.

"It's always done like this in TV dramas, but I don't know if it will work." Peng Ye glanced at the fat man, "Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and take off your clothes."

"..." Fatty naturally knew what to do when he took off his clothes, of course it was burning, so he didn't neglect.

"Girls don't need it. All the male students take off their shirts and form a circle and burn them," Peng Ye said.

"I still have some wine here." Peng Jinghong took out three small bottles of liquor and handed them to Peng Ye.

Peng Jinghong did not smoke or drink in high school, but due to social pressure, smoking and drinking had to be a subject.

"It's better to have wine!" Peng Ye nodded and took it.

After a while, all the male students took off their shirts and formed a circle with a diameter of six meters.

However, after everyone had finished all the preparations, seeing those corpses were about to arrive, Peng Ye lost his lighter...

Only a bag of soft white sand in the pocket!

TM... must have dropped it in the cave before!
"I..." Peng Ye felt a little depressed for a moment. These classmates regarded him as hope. Whether it was malicious or kind, at this critical moment, he made such a moth, and he felt very uncomfortable.

"Here." Seemingly seeing Peng Ye's thoughts, when Peng Ye was about to tell the truth, Qian Siyu interrupted him suddenly, took out a lighter, and handed it over.

This accident made Peng Ye a little stunned. In his eyes, Qian Siyu was a very virtuous and well-behaved girl from a rich family. The order of her parents must not be violated. At that time, the breakup was because the family members did not agree...Peng Ye I really didn't expect that she would have a lighter.

"Thank you." But at the moment, Peng Ye was not too entangled with what Qian Siyu had done and learned in foreign countries in the past few years. He quickly took the lighter, thanked him, and quickly lit the lighter. .

oh oh oh——

The fire burned into a circle and surrounded them. Sure enough, the tide of corpses did not come any closer. When they met the fire, they burned and disappeared into a cloud of black smoke. It was very stench!
"Cough cough...why is it so stinky!" A female student immediately covered her nose and mouth, vomiting blood in a vague voice.

Peng Ye looked at groups of corpses besieging them, and there was a little worry on his brows. After all, the fire will eventually go out, and this is just a temporary way to hold Buddha's feet.

Once the fire burns out, they really become a delicacy for these corpse weeters.

At the moment when the fire was imminent, Peng Ye kept looking around, trying to find a breakthrough, but when he looked around, there were corpses everywhere.

"Peng Ye, what should we do next!" Some students who seemed to be awakened suddenly opened their mouths and looked at Peng Ye in fear.

"Peng Jinghong, do you have any wine?" Peng Ye looked at Peng Jinghong to the side.

"The last bottle." Peng Jinghong took out the last half bottle of Daohuaxiang in his backpack and handed it to Peng Ye.

After receiving the wine, Peng Ye took a step forward, turned his back to the crowd, and his tone suddenly became a little more serious: "Fatty, do you believe me?"

"I never doubted it." The fat man said.

"Get out of this light screen, follow those iron chains, and take everyone to the bronze coffin." Peng Ye said without turning his head, "I'll break it."

Hearing this, everyone was startled, Qian Siyu frowned, Li Xiaoyao was startled, Feng Chen's brows were slightly worried...

"There's no time, Zhou Quan! Hurry up! Push the fire out of your clothes, climb onto the back of the Jiaolong mummy, and take them to the bronze coffin! Hurry up!" Peng Ye shouted!
He didn't even know why he wanted to stay and end his queen, not because of someone, but a subconscious responsibility that made him willing to die.

Fatty's hands and feet were also nimble, and he didn't care about the pain of the glue fire. He directly grabbed a fire suit with his hand and crazily protected the other students. Peng Jinghong was the same, very fierce.

Peng Jinghong and Fatty, one on the left and one on the right, protected the other students and quickly climbed up behind the Jiaolong mummy, and then followed the back to the front of the mask.

Outside the light shield is the vacuum and gravity-free cosmic space.

"We're going to die! There's no oxygen outside!" Someone said angrily, "What kind of bad idea did Peng Ye come up with! Climbing from the iron chain is at least 200 meters away, how can I hold my breath!"

At this time, below, Peng Ye was using a lighter, spraying the wine in his mouth, desperately trying to disperse the tide of corpses, but the situation was not optimistic.

Although the idea of ​​spraying wine is good, the small bottle of Daohuaxiang Baijiu is enough for him to spray it three times, which is the limit.

Fatty's eyes were slightly red, then he looked away and looked at the others, "What are you doing, my fat man will go first!"

After finishing speaking, he turned back the same way and jumped off the back of the dragon corpse.

"Brother Ye, Fatty, I'm here to save you!" The fat man shouted, one hand was burned, he didn't feel any pain at all, he waved the burning clothes, and kept repelling the corpses.

Peng Ye smiled indifferently in a trance, nodded, and then took another sip of wine, driving away many corpses, and said to the fat man, "Come on, let's follow them."

The two rushed towards the back of the dragon corpse, one breathing fire, the other waving the fire clothes, one left and one right, one front and one back, they cooperated very tacitly.

Quickly came to the mask behind the back of the dragon corpse, and those students had already climbed up the iron chains.

There were people on the nine iron chains leading to the nine bronze coffins, some two, some three, some one person, in short, they were scattered.

Peng Ye and Fatty didn't hesitate either, took a deep breath, immediately squatted down, pulled an iron chain, and quickly crawled towards one of the nine bronze coffins.

……

soon.

The two entered the fourth bronze coffin and closed the door.

"It's time to breathe." In the coffin, Peng Ye spoke to the fat man, and took the lead in taking a big breath. He was a little short of breath all the way, and was almost suffocated to death.

"Huh~ Brother Ye, how do you know there will be air in the bronze coffin outside?" The fat man asked curiously while panting.

"The nine bronze coffins were supposed to sink, but because of the autobiography of the moon, they would fluctuate in the absence of gravity." Peng Ye explained, "You also know the difference between air and vacuum. Vacuum balloons will naturally fly. After that, the air will be different.”

"Brother Ye, you are simply my fat man's idol!" Hearing this, the fat man suddenly realized, "No wonder you want me to bring them here, I knew that Brother Ye would definitely not let me die in vain, hahaha .”

"Now is not the time to laugh. There should be only the two of us here. The others don't know what's going on now." Peng Ye was worried about Qian Siyu, Feng Chen and other students.

"Brother Ye, if you're really worried, Fat Lord, I can go out with you to find them again." The fat man said.

Although there was no light in the coffin, it was not pitch black. The bronze was like old jade, with a thin layer of light, which could barely allow them to see the surrounding scene clearly.

bang bang bang!
The fat man went to the door and yanked the small bronze door that had been closed before.

"What are you doing?" Peng Ye asked in a daze.

"Oops, idiot, the door can't be opened..." The fat man was stunned, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he said in a slightly chilly voice.

It is not a good sign that the door in the coffin cannot be opened.

(End of this chapter)