With Zhang Xiaomo's previous sneak attack, Fang Ning will not appear again in a short period of time.

But Zhang Xiaomo’s proposal is indeed good now. If the two of them are back to back, there will be no more people patting their shoulders behind them.

Although Yan Junze has had a psychological shadow on the back-to-back with girls, fortunately, the person now is Zhang Xiaomo. If he said that, he still honestly put his back against Zhang Xiaomo and observed his movements on his side.

"You have to pay attention, this red coffin is more than one trick. Just now, it found two things that I have been afraid of since I was a child." Yan Junze reminded Zhang Xiaomo.

Zhang Xiaomo smiled and asked, "What two things?"

Yan Junze smiled and did not answer.

Feeling the warmth coming from Zhang Xiaomo's back, Yan Junze realized at this moment that this feeling was completely different from Fang Ning's that time.

He Fang Ning put his back on the back, revealing a feeling of coldness, hardness and wetness. However, he put his back on the back on the back at this moment, but he felt very comfortable. No matter from any angle, there was no reason to refuse.

Because of the experience of sticking to Fang Ning last time, I felt comfortable at this moment. Yan Junze's empty left hand couldn't help but hold Zhang Xiaomo, who was also hanging down.

He didn't feel anything, just because he posted it behind his back last time, he subconsciously thought that this was just a very ordinary handshake after putting it on his back.

But Zhang Xiaomo was slightly stunned, without any movement, feeling the warmth coming from her palm, and her heart suddenly began to pound. The room was very dark, and no one noticed that her cheeks were a little red at this moment.

However, since the moment they put their backs on their backs, no one has ever patted their shoulders again.

This trick is obviously very useful.

"We are approaching the red coffin now, be careful not to separate. I want to eliminate the spirits of Buddhism." Yan Junze said in Zhang Xiaomo's tone.

Zhang Xiaomo nodded, and the two of them put their hands on their backs, and walked into the darkness and approached the red coffin.

At this moment, Yan Junze stepped on the water.

I looked down and saw that at some point, the ground was soaked with water. At first, there was very little water, but now it has slowly flowed out along the cracks of the ground and gradually began to increase.

Zhang Xiaomo also raised her feet, and the soles of the black sneakers were soaked.

"Why is there water?" Zhang Xiaomo was surprised.

At this time, the two were only two meters away from the red coffin. Yan Junze used a flashlight to glance around his feet. Indeed, there was water everywhere, and the water seemed to have suddenly emerged from the ground.

At this moment, he looked up at Zhang Xiaomo.

Zhang Xiaomo suddenly woke up, recalled carefully for a moment, and said, "When I was seven years old, I drowned in the swimming pool."

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Yan Junze breathed a sigh of relief and pulled her to move quickly to the front of the coffin. At this time, the water leaching had already flooded the insteps of the two of them.

First, he looked at the darkness in the coffin. Yan Junze said, "If the water is about to rise, it will take at least ten minutes to flood the room. During this period, I am going to drill into the coffin to take a look. Although the coffin looks very small, I believe there is a lot of space here."

Zhang Xiaomo was shocked and said, "Maybe, I can split this coffin directly so that the things in it can't hide."

Yan Junze shook his head, "Brute force, you can't deal with it. Believe me, you lean back now, and then close to the wall and stick it to the wall. Even if someone pats you on the shoulder behind you, I will solve this problem before the water in this room floods you."

"I've been eliminated after I learned to swim," Zhang Xiaomo said. "Don't worry, concentrate on dealing with this weirdness. Even if the whole room is flooded, I can still hold my breath for four or five minutes. You should pay attention to your own safety!"

Yan Junze's eyes lit up slightly and he looked at Zhang Xiaomo.

To be honest, in this case, I am most afraid of teammates of pigs, as long as I don’t cause trouble for myself. But Zhang Xiaomo’s reaction was the greatest support for herself, and she would not ask so many reasons. Such a woman...is rare.

"But if the entire room is flooded and you haven't come out yet, I will do anything to use my super energy to destroy the coffin and save you before the inhaled water fills my lungs." Zhang Xiaomo added again.

"Do you have super power to break the buckle?" Yan Junze was surprised.

"My teacher gave it to me." Zhang Xiaomo nodded.

Yan Junze raised his foot and crawled into the coffin and said, "You won't be drowned. Believe me. I can control time better than anyone else."

Zhang Xiaomo stopped talking and stepped back. According to Yan Junze's words, he pressed his back tightly against the wall. He looked down and saw that the rising water surface had already flooded his ankles.

When Yan Junze looked at the direction of the coffin again, he only had one hand left to hold it on the edge of the coffin. It seemed that the space inside was very deep. Then he let go of the hand and entered the coffin.

Zhang Xiaomo forced herself to remain calm, raised her hand and looked at the sports watch, and the time pointed to 1135 minutes.

Bang!

At this moment, her left shoulder felt a palm slapping herself.

Now Zhang Xiaomo was sure that this weirdness had merged into the wall, and the palm that slapped her was definitely protruding from the wall.

However, she held back and ignored it.

Bang!

Another slap on her right shoulder.

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From the second I stepped into the red coffin, Yan Junze seemed to see a ray of hope.

To be honest, from entering this room until he saw the red coffin, and then to a series of incredible and strange events, he still hasn't figured out much about what the purpose of this coffin is, where its obsession is, and how can it be eliminated.

At first, Yan Junze thought that the coffin could not be opened, but just by talking in this way, you can find flaws and solve the other party's obsession. But now it seems that it may be feasible to enter the coffin.

Sure enough, when he just stepped into the coffin, a familiar message popped up in his mind.

The Red Coffin has triggered a new branch task.

After entering this Mojia Village, Yan Junze knew that the task had another branch mission when he detected the Red Coffin mission.

But he didn't expect that this branch mission would have to enter this coffin to trigger it.

After a closer look, this message was a new task content.

Mission name whispers;

Quest level creepy (low);

The mission background can't remember how long it has been swallowed by this lipstick coffin. It is lonely, but cannot leave here. For hundreds of years, it cannot communicate with people, and it needs someone to talk to it, even if it is just a few whispers;

The task instructions let it know that it is not actually lonely;

The mission rewards 1000 points of alien energy;

Mission punishment is always with it in the coffin;

Task prompt 1, the evil spirit cannot be locked; 2, it cannot be believed in every word; 3, it hates places with light;

Note: Maybe it knows the secret of this coffin.

This message came out quickly. After Yan Junze saw the message, he just stuffed himself into the coffin. Then he let go of his hand that had been holding the edge of the coffin.

As he thought before, the coffin looked only half the size from the outside, but in fact the space inside was completely unpredictable.

After Yan Junze entered the coffin, his feet extended down. When he almost thought he was about to fall, the soles of his feet finally touched the real object, as if he was stepping on a whole black wooden board.

He let go of his hand and put the closed small flashlight into his pants pocket. He saw darkness before his eyes and could not see anything.

After waiting for a few seconds, there was death silence around.

Yan Junze began to reach out and touch.

He was standing at this moment, but he still entered the coffin, which shows that the actual space of the coffin was very strange, roughly similar to what Yan Junze guessed.

After exploring for a while, he quickly confirmed that the space here did not seem to be very large, it was a rectangular structure, but the space was very high.

And this rectangular shape looks like a normal size in a coffin, but it is a little wider, allowing Yan Junze to lie down and stretch his hands and feet straighten.

The introduction of this task requires whispering to the "it" for a while, that is, accompanying others to alleviate the problem that it has not been able to communicate with others.

Thinking of this, Yan Junze simply lay down and prepared to deal with the other party in this way. After all, if the person is lying down, communicating in this way can reduce the other party a lot of pressure and help complete the task.

Shortly after lying down, there was indeed movement around me.

A crawling sound came from not far away.

Yan Junze was a little puzzled. He had just figured out that the space around him was actually very small, but it seemed that there was still a distance to climb over. I don’t know where he crawled.

Although he had questions in his heart, Yan Junze did not move, but just lay quietly, waiting.

The sound of crawling was getting closer and closer. In less than a minute, a cold breath approached Yan Junze's left.

The cold air emitted by this body is very strong, so powerful that Yan Junze feels like he is approaching the woman on his back for the first time.

This made him believe that if this guy could leave this lipstick coffin, he would definitely be a woman with her back when he went out.

After getting close, this person did not touch Yan Junze. According to Yan Junze's estimate, he is probably keeping a knuckle distance from the other party.

The distance was very close, but the other party stopped and was motionless, just exuding an unacceptable cold and harsh aura.

Yan Junze was not inconvenient to speak first. The task prompt was to whisper, but he didn't know what to say, what to say, and how big the specific scale was, so he could only remain silent and wait for the other party to speak first.

At the same time, he was also paying attention to the time. If he stayed in the coffin for too long and could not solve the weirdness of the coffin, Zhang Xiaomo outside might be in danger.

The man was lying next to him without any movement, as if he was asleep.

Yan Junze resisted the urge to turn on the flashlight to shine on the other party. He knew that the task prompt said that this guy didn't like bright places and would definitely not shine light directly on him.

No matter what, even if this guy looks extremely terrifying, he can't see it anyway, so Yan Junze ignored it.

But he doesn't have much time left for himself, and he can't spend a lot of time and weirdness together like he did in the past.

After waiting for a while, the other party still didn't move. Yan Junze couldn't help it and cleared his throat. The person next to him moved slightly at this time, but he still didn't speak.

Thinking of communicating with this guy in the form of whispering, Yan Junze lowered his voice as much as possible and finally said, "What do you call me?"
To be continued...