I sat up and felt that the coldness around me was so cold that I wrapped my clothes hard.

At this moment, a dull knock suddenly sounded in my ears, as if coming from the coffin!

I was so shocked that I shivered, and the iron mule sat up suddenly and asked sleepyly, "What's wrong, what's going on?"

I shook my head and didn't say anything.

There was another dull sound in the coffin!

This time we both heard it with sincerity, and we were so scared that we rolled and crawled out of the mourning hall.

After a while, I felt even, looked at the iron mule, and spoke at the same time: "Crazy zombie?"

But then I shook my head: "Impossible, how could my mother do anything to me?"

The iron mule trembled and said, "It's hard to say, what if you think your coffin is too thin?"

I frowned when I heard it.

At this moment, there was another dull sound in the coffin, followed by the sound of nail scratching. The harsh crunch seemed to penetrate the soul and make people feel creepy.

The iron mule was so scared that she leaned in front of me.

I pulled out the paper-cutting knife that I rarely used, but for a moment I was a little overwhelmed: "What do you think?"

The iron mule gritted his teeth and said, "My mother, lift the lid and take a look!"

I was slightly stunned and nodded and agreed: "I'll take the lead. You'll follow me. If there's really trouble, just tie the ropes!"

The immortal-bound rope is the ink-fighting line. Because it adheres to Jiang Taigong's righteousness of "it would rather take it in the straight than seek it in the curve", it has been used by Xuanmen since ancient times, and has miraculous effects on corpses, corpses and zombies.

I had to nod my head, and then I held my knife back and touched the door to the mourning hall.

At this time, the coffin had not been nailed and the lid was lighter. I leaned over and slid slightly. The lid of the coffin was moved a crack. A moan sounded inside, followed by a vague voice: "Little bastard, I'm suffocating to death..."

I was so shocked that I took two steps back!

There was only a thunderous scream, and a harsh scream came from behind!

As soon as he turned around, he caught a glimpse of the iron mule covering his stomach and stared at me in shock: "You..."

It turned out that I was retreating too quickly, and the paper-cutting knife that was slamming a hole in his stomach!

I was not panicked, but laughed.

He then woke up and said viciously: "Impossible, how could you see through it!"

A gust of cold wind blew, and the surrounding coffin turned into black air and disintegrated, revealing the original courtyard. I was standing in the middle of the courtyard. The opposite side was not an iron mule, but a living beast with a hunched body, messy hair, a deer-headed head, a rat-headed head, a sparse yellow beard, three-pointed like a human, and seven-pointed like a ghost!

Its eyes were shining with fierce light, as if it wanted to dismember me.

"You... are obviously a waste who cheats on food and drinks, how can you see through my Mahayana illusion!"

"Go to your mother's Mahayana, I just want to deceive me and die with a little trick. How easy is it!"

While I cursed angrily, I shook my body up again and stabbed him in the chest with a knife.

That’s right, take advantage of its illness and kill it!

But this knife was slaughtered!

Although the old yellow-skinned man was injured, his movements were not slow at all and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

I stomped my feet hatefully, and didn't bother chasing him. I hurriedly slapped the iron mule that fainted on the ground and asked him to call people with me. Although it was just a trick, this old man had a deep understanding of his Taoism. If he could not wake everyone up in time, there would be no one who would be fascinated and would never wake up again.

But the two big gooses had nothing to do with each other, and they were still clamoring around the ground, obviously they were losing their opponents.

Maybe someone will ask, why are people hit, but I am fine.

Actually, I was already caught just now, but the old yellow man had to deal with me personally, giving me an opportunity to take advantage of it.

The so-called Mahayana illusion is just the cheapest trick, the kind that can cost two pennies and even get rid of the root. It uses people's hope, guilt, resentment and other emotions to transform into different situations, making people immerse themselves in it.

The danger is that if someone is addicted to it and doesn’t want to wake up, he will really not be able to wake up.

But the old yellow-pie was afraid of me, fearing that the night was long and the dreams would be too long, and she turned into an iron mule and wanted to kill me, but unexpectedly, she backfired and made all kinds of flaws.

Not to mention that my mother could not cheat me, even if she could, a sloppy and stupid man like Iron Mule, would not be scared and trembled. What's more, when I asked him how to do it, he actually wanted to lift my mother's coffin board?

Just this sentence has revealed the filling!

Others only thought that the iron mule was getting closer to me, but in fact he was getting closer to my mother, so he almost worshiped her as his godmother. With the relationship between our two families, my mother often took him with him, and he was so filial to my mother, how could he lift her coffin board without asking, making her feel uneasy!

The old Huangpizi didn't know the mystery here, and he didn't know who I was going to stab at the moment I took the knife.

This paper-cutting knife was a treasure that a scholar who had been indifferent to the prestige of the Qing Dynasty had carried with him for a lifetime. Although it was not sharp, it was full of righteousness, which was enough to destroy evil spirits and eliminate treacherous slander. Even if he didn't stab the vital point, it was enough to drink a pot of old yellow skin.

The evil method has been broken, and I and I worked together to wake everyone up in a short while.

But they were dizzy and had no idea what was going on. I didn't have the intention to pretend to be Hu San's breasts again. I quickly set up a fire in the middle of the yard and gathered them around to warm them up. Otherwise, the yin energy would enter the body and the disease would be caused.

The most important thing is that we cannot be alone and give the old yellow skin a chance to defeat one by one.

As soon as the bloody post was released, the chickens and dogs were left unrest. I don’t know where this old beast got such a great anger. The reason must be on Ye Yao. She must still be in the backyard now. I have to take out the old beast before taking advantage of the injury.

I didn't catch those two big geese anymore, and it would be better to leave them in the front yard as sentinels, so that the old yellow-skinned man would not dare to run into the front yard anymore, so that we would not be led by it and run away from both sides.

I was about to stop, but it was completely dark. I smoked a few firewood to make torches. It was still the iron mule and I. Everyone followed closely behind, but this time, no one dared to point fingers at me again.

The backyard seemed calm and the room was pitch black, but a woman's moan was faintly heard. Tong Hua became anxious when she heard it. She forgot my advice and rushed in. It was Wu Gang who stopped her, but she still shouted that I would save people soon.

I gave her a blank look and carefully touched the door and looked over.

This look made my eyelids twitch!

Ye Yao tilted on the ground of the main hall, her clothes were messy, her belly was exposed, and she was bulging high. Under the light of the fire, she could see her belly covered with veins like a curved snake. If she weren't moaning and twitching, she would be like a soaked floating corpse!
Chapter completed!