Chapter 23 The Coffin

Chapter 23 In the Coffin

Some people were crying softly in the dark, while others were shivering. As soon as they closed their eyes, they would see a terrifying picture of their forehead being pierced, blood splashing, and brains flowing out. It was like a nightmare, and like a ghost, always wandering around. heart.

It is hard to forget the scene of the tragic death of a classmate, the dreary blood, the unwilling despair, the eyes that could not be closed, the young face, which appeared in front of my eyes from time to time. Heaven is gone forever.

Although it is temporarily safe at this moment, many people are unable to calm down at all, and are even more afraid. The tragically dead classmates and the hideous crocodile appear in their hearts from time to time, and they may not be forgotten in this life.

The bronze coffin was pitch black. Some female students were sobbing and some male students were sighing. Although they escaped, the road ahead was vast and unpredictable.

Kowloon pulls the coffin, where is it going, where is the other side, where is heaven, the light has never been seen, but the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, is it advancing along the ancient road that the gods walked? Where the gods return, what kind of place is that...

It was not until a long time passed that the copper coffin was quiet. According to the time on earth, it was already late at night. Everyone was tired and lethargic, and they all fell asleep groggy.

Many people are still anxious and frightened in their dreams, holding the relics of the gods tightly in their hands, as if to gain a kind of reliance and reliance.

It was a night of torture. Many people had trouble sleeping. They were awakened by nightmares from time to time. Some girls even woke up from crying. It was not that they were weak, but that the experience was terrible. Many things, whether true or false, if only heard, no matter how scary, are just a story. But if you experience it yourself, it's a completely different matter.

The daily life of a group of urban men and women is extremely comfortable, and suddenly experiencing such a tragic incident is an unimaginable ideological shock. How can you not be afraid when you see the legendary monster with your own eyes, devouring the corpses of your companions, and the people around you die one by one?

Even a carefree person like Pang Bo had difficulty falling asleep, not because of fear in his heart, but by being awakened from time to time by the people around him. Like him, Ye Fan had a hard time falling asleep, and the people around him babbled from time to time, or cried in nightmares, making it difficult for him to sleep well.

In the past five or six hours, most of them woke up, and it was not until another two hours passed that everyone's mood calmed down a little. At this moment, not knowing where the ancient bronze coffin is traveling to the universe, everyone begins to consider the problem of reality.

The bronze coffin was very stable, without the slightest vibration, as if it had already stopped in the star field. Is there a next stop? Perhaps, it may float forever in the depths of the dead universe.

"Where are we going to get?"

After crying and venting, even the weak female classmates had to start thinking about this issue.

"Will you reach the home of the gods?"

The ancient road of the starry sky was created for the ancestors. In the distant front, there may really be gods, and they may reach a mysterious world.

"Does God really exist? We have already seen the nine dragons pulling the coffin, the legendary Daleiyin Temple, and the mythical crocodile ancestor. There should be no reason not to believe it. However, it is still difficult for me to accept this reality. In my understanding, the gods may be just a race, and may have been on earth with us."

As a modern person, I hardly believe in the existence of God, but now I have to face it, and hearing Wang Ziwen say this is easier for people to accept.

"Perhaps, those gods are not unfamiliar to us, maybe it is a result of human evolution, and it is very likely that they are ancient figures that we are familiar with."

"Whether it is evolution, or a special race, but we have to admit that there are gods, and it is clear that the ancient ancestors have been dealing with them."

There is a five-color altar on the top of Mount Tai, which was built by the ancestors of ancient times. As early as countless years ago, there were three emperors, five emperors and seventy-two kings on Mount Tai, which is enough to explain what it is.

"Maybe, those gods are our ancestors..."

The Three Sovereigns and the Five Emperors are all ancient figures like gods. It is said that they are gods themselves, so it is conceivable that it is not so simple to enshrine Zen in Mount Tai, and there are many possibilities.

Maybe they are calling the life in the starry sky and sending some kind of information to the dead universe.

Maybe, they can really fly to the ground, the ancient earth has made them feel bound and not broad enough, so they climbed Mount Tai, left the earth, and entered the vast depths of the universe.

Perhaps, the earth is just a station, a short stop for the existence of people who are also gods, and a journey in their long life.

Maybe……

What happened in the distant ancient times, no one can tell, everything is just "maybe", there is only one thing that cannot be denied, the ancient ancestors have opened the door to the starry sky and explored the depths of the boundless universe.

"why do not you talk?"

The bronze ancient lamp has been extinguished, and the inside of the copper coffin is pitch black. The crowd is not too scattered, and the distance is very close. Right next to Ye Fan, the man leaned against the coffin wall and remained silent, which caught his attention.

"What's the matter, you are still jealous of me beating you up?" Pang Bo was very dissatisfied, and sneered: "You almost pushed Ye Fan out of the five-color altar and killed him, so it would be cheap to beat you, otherwise it would be cheap. It's not an exaggeration to throw it into the crocodile pile."

"Hey, wake up, talk." Someone next to him pushed him.

However, what was unexpected was that this person not only did not respond, but also fell to the ground with a "pop" sound.

"What's wrong with you?!" The person who pushed him was startled and backed away in fright.

At this time, everyone felt abnormal. Even if they were asleep, if they fell to the ground like this, they would probably wake up. However, he remained motionless and lay there quietly, like a piece of wood.

"Wake up, wake up!" Pang Bo stepped forward and pushed him, seeing that he was still awake, patted his cheek again, and suddenly exclaimed, "Why is the skin so cold, and the body is a little stiff! "

Hearing this, everyone felt horrified, from head to toe, a bad premonition appeared in their hearts.

Ye Fan felt that things were very bad, and he reached out to his nose and mouth. In the end, he lost his mind and said, "Dead, I have long since lost my breath."

"What?!" Everyone exclaimed.

How can a living person suddenly die? Not long ago, he was still babbling and suffering from nightmares, but now he has died silently, which is really suspicious.

The bronze coffin was suddenly tense and depressed. In the dark, everyone was panting heavily and their bodies were cold. This was too sudden and demonic, and could not be explained. Everyone tightly held the relics of the gods in their hands.

"Turn on the phone and see how he died?" Ye Fan said as he raised his phone and stared forward with the help of the faint light.

It was a pale face with protruding eyes, wide-eyed, and his mouth was slightly open, with a little blood dripping from the corners of his mouth.

"Really dead..." Everyone was stunned and frightened. The sudden death made everyone feel the chill behind their backs. There seemed to be something terrifying in this copper coffin.

Several daring classmates began to examine his whole body, trying to find out the cause of death.

"Look, his neck..."

His neck was bruised, and it was full of bloodstains, as if he had been strangled to death, and the purple-red mark was shocking.

"Ghost... there is a ghost in the copper coffin!" A girl was terrified, and she opened her mouth with trembling, full of fear.

Hearing this sentence, many people immediately felt their scalps numb, and the purple-red bruises looked very much like the fingerprints left by Specter, very much like they were strangled to death.

Especially now that everyone is in such a coffin, it makes people even more terrifying doubts and associations. The coffin in the coffin not far away is like the gate of hell, which is terrifying, and many people involuntarily took a few steps back.

Ye Fan frowned, reached out and touched the throat of the corpse, and found that the Adam's apple was shattered, it was soft there, but the flesh was still intact, not torn. A little blood was printed on his hand, which looked so coquettish and chilling in his heart.

"It wasn't a ghost, it was killed by someone!" At this moment, Liu Yunzhi was extremely gloomy, and after saying such words, he swept towards Ye Fan coldly.

Pang Bo glanced at Ye Fan when he looked at him, and then squinted at him and said, "What do you mean?"

"From the point of view of the wound, it was strangled to death, who can do this silently?" Liu Yunzhi looked cold, stared at Ye Fan and Pang Bo, and said, "Only the closest to him, and his hands are strong. Amazing people can do it!"

As soon as these words came out, the intention was already obvious, and the target was directed at Ye Fan, because he was next to the deceased, and he had an extraordinary physique and a strong hand, which everyone knew.

"You are talking nonsense!" Pang Bo was annoyed, he picked up the big Leiyin bronze plaque, and wanted to shoot it.

Liu Yunzhi sneered, looked at him and said, "Do you want to help someone kill me?"

Ye Fan grabbed Pang Bo and stopped his impulse.

"It's Ye Fan, it's the one he killed!" The female classmate who was always standing on Liu Yunzhi's side and who had helped him talk to Li Changqing several times shouted in horror, "It must be Ye Fan, he is revenge, revenge is in the air. The hatred that was almost pushed out at the altar!"

Hearing these words, the others suddenly thought of what happened not long ago, and some of them immediately took a few steps back.

"That's right, it was Ye Fan who killed his classmates!" Li Changqing gritted his teeth and said, "Maybe there are people around to help!"

Pang Bo suddenly had the urge to rush over and slap them hard.

"buzz"

Liu Yunzhi raised the vajra pestle in his hand, and it made a metallic vibrato, and an extremely weak brilliance flowed out.

Everyone was shocked. The relics of the gods in their hands were all ordinary and could not be shining. Liu Yuanzhi's vajra still had divine power, which was beyond everyone's expectations.

"Ye Fan, you are too vicious, even if he made a mistake first, you shouldn't take revenge like this..." Liu Yunzhi took two steps forward with a vajra pestle.

"I said I didn't kill anyone, do you believe it?" Ye Fan glanced at everyone.

"Of course I believe it!" Pang Bo was the first to stand up.

"I believe it too!" Zhang Ziling also stepped forward.

Ye Fan looked at the others again and said, "Don't you believe it?" Then, his eyes stayed on Li Xiaoman.

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