"Zhazha..."

"Tsk tsk..."

As the lid of the yellow clay coffin slowly opened, everyone present heard a sticky sound.

It was like the sound of someone holding a large ball of sticky mud and rubbing it continuously.

It feels like being stuck in a quagmire. No matter how hard you struggle, you are surrounded by foul-smelling mud, which makes you almost suffocate, but there is nothing you can do.

Having been staring at the fortress base here, the picture in front of Liu Dingzhong and others suddenly turned black at this moment, and nothing could be seen or heard.

"What's going on?"

Some teachers couldn't help but speak out.

"It's a strange area. It seems that we guessed it right. The source of the turmoil and abnormality is Li Uk Village."

Liu Dingzhong said without changing his expression.

"This weird level seems to be very high. Warlord, do you want to send someone there?" an officer asked.

Liu Dingzhong asked back: "With that Buddha here, do we still need to intervene?"

"Well……"

The officer was speechless.

Indeed, if that person is here, what else can happen to others?

Now he sympathizes with the weird one...

"How...how could this happen?"

In Liwu Village, Lin Hao and others also exclaimed.

Amidst bursts of sticky and uncomfortable sounds, they saw the earth under the yellow mud coffin suddenly begin to squirm.

The ground that was originally solid and flat seemed to have been plowed from bottom to top, turning up the soil bit by bit.

It slowly became sticky, yellow, and black.

All around the yellow mud coffin, it was like being immersed in a slumber of sticky mud, with yellow-brown, green-black mud, and a little bit of pale and scarlet colors mixed in, exuding bursts of stench.

And it is still spreading in all directions, bit by bit, inch by inch.

It seemed extremely slow, but in fact it spread to them in just the blink of an eye.

The sticky and foul-smelling yellow mud was like some kind of excrement, which made several people sick to the point of retching.

When he arrived in front of him, his stomach and intestines were even more turbulent.

It turned out that in the mottled mud with yellow, brown, green and black, the bits of pale white and scarlet were human bones and pools of flesh and blood, floating and surging in the wriggling mud.

"vomit--!"

Finally someone couldn't bear it anymore.

It turned out to be Lin Hao, the roughest-looking guy, who vomited out the entire meal.

His vomiting caused Kong Sisi, who had been holding back, to vomit.

The rest of the people could barely hold back, but they were smelled by the smell of the overnight meal. The taste...

It’s so ecstasy...

Even Chen Yi himself had the urge to kick these two idiots away.

"Tick-tick-tick..."

The seventh master was still playing the suona at this time, and the sound of the music became clearer and louder from the previous low, like a hundred birds singing in unison, trying to fly away.

In this yellow mire mixed with bones and blood, it seems so contradictory and strange.

"Amitabha,"

Chen Yi was too lazy to pay attention to those two disgusting guys. He whispered the Buddhist chant, glanced at the old man playing the suona, and said warmly: "The phoenix fades, a hundred birds rush to mourn, it rises from the ashes, all the birds congratulate, the phoenix ascends to the sky, and all the birds

Come to Korea..."

"This benefactor's musical attainments are extremely proficient. A hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix make people feel as if they are seeing it with their own eyes."

After a pause, he revealed a hint of a smile and turned his gaze to the yellow mud coffin: "It's just that you, the old benefactor, asked him to use this song like this, but it's just drying your pants under the flowers, which really ruins the scenery."

"..."

Ever since an old sigh came out of the yellow mud coffin, there has been no movement.

At this time, Chen Yi spoke to the yellow clay coffin, but did not receive any response.

I don't know whether it was because of Chen Yi's words, because he was afraid of him, or for some other reason, but the uncomfortable quagmire stopped spreading, but it was still squirming, and the sticky sound was still heard.

Chen Yi looked as usual, with a smile on his face. He closed his eyes slightly and listened attentively, as if he was enjoying the music.

After a long while, he said slowly: "The phoenix is ​​dead, a hundred birds have arrived, the mourning is over, what should come next is rebirth from the ashes?"

"The phoenix is ​​a creature that carries the world's evil desires and sins. After five hundred years, it collects fragrant wood and bathes in fire to burn away the sins and burn away the karma and desires, leaving only the best and pure in the world, so it can be reborn from the ashes.

This cycle of going back and forth creates great merit between heaven and earth, and it is the purest and most auspicious spirit in the world."

The smile on Chen Yi's face gradually faded, he became solemn and majestic, and his voice was as deep as thunder.

"The old benefactor has killed so many people, taken away the flesh and blood of relatives, friends and neighbors, ripped off the skin and bones, and forcibly detained the souls, creating such a hell of blood. He extravagantly hopes to regain vitality and live a new life. It is really the most evil in the world. How dare you use this to auspiciousness to the Holy Spirit?"

Compare yourself?"

"Now that things have happened, you still want to play tricks in front of the young monk to delay time, but you think that the young monk has no power to conquer demons?"

As soon as he said this, several people around him were confused.

What phoenix? What rebirth? Although I don’t understand it, it feels so powerful.

Although they didn't understand, they still understood.

In short, the strange things that happened in Liwu Village and so many villagers seemed to have been killed by this coffin, and they died miserably.

Not only were their skin and bones ripped apart, their flesh and blood turned into mud, but their souls were also not spared.

"well……"

Finally, another voice came from the yellow mud coffin.

The same sigh.

But it was heavier than before, with a hint of helplessness and sadness.

"Xiaoqi, stop, stop blowing..."

An old and hoarse voice came out from the coffin, which made people feel chilly in their hearts.

The shocking movement just now did not stop the seventh master's playing, but at this moment the music suddenly stopped.

"Dad! Hehe, hehe, you, you are back? Xiaoqi, Qi, yes, I listened to you, no, I'm not lazy!"

The motionless old man kneeling next to the yellow mud coffin, with frosty hair on his head, wrinkles on his face like a knife, and a very old voice, was like a child at this time, lying on the yellow mud coffin in surprise,

He spoke in stammering, childish words.

"Xiao Qi, dad is back..."

That hoarse old voice that made people feel chilly was full of love and seemed to hide a trace of reluctance.

"Grandpa...?"

On the side, Li Jiajia's eyes widened, looking at the yellow mud coffin in disbelief.

"It's me..."

The yellow clay coffin actually responded to him, sighing and saying: "Li Nuwa, you are a good girl. It is my grandpa who is sorry for you and scared you. Don't worry, Xiao Qi is yours to take care of. Grandpa will not

To harm you..."

Although Li Jiajia couldn't fully understand what he said, but now she knew that behind all the strange things, it might be this old grandfather who had died long ago. When she heard his words again and thought about the previous things, she understood a little bit.

She is just a weak woman, but the reason why she can survive until now is probably not only because she met Lin Hao and others, but also because the mastermind behind the scenes deliberately let things go.

But when she saw the bloody bones in the yellow mire, she still couldn't accept it.

"Grandpa, but they..."

"Needless to say...it's only strange that their surname is Li..."

The voice in the yellow clay coffin interrupted him, and then changed the topic: "The old man has seen the holy monk. The old man has long since expired, and his body is in ruins. He lives in this world, unable to visit him, and he still forgets the holy monk's forgiveness."

Chen Yi shook his head: "You are also a person who knows etiquette and right from wrong. If so, why do you want to create such a heinous evil karma?"

"When the holy monk hears this, the old man naturally knows everything and says it, alas..."
Chapter completed!