Chapter 143: :story

Without saying anything, Sayazi ran up and looked back at the Blood Cloud Coffin. In the violent shaking, the dozen ghost kings who carried the coffin were affected, and the soul body was turbulent, and the coffin was unstable.

After several seconds of shaking, it calmed down, and once the blood cloud coffin became stable, it immediately took a step forward.

This seemed like a step, but it was a few meters behind me.

My heart is abrupt, is this teleportation! How to look like a rocket.

More than a dozen ghosts separated from the funeral procession behind them and quickly grabbed me. When my sister-in-law pulled the corner of my clothes, I rolled aside before thinking about it. The blood cloud coffin was alive and shouldn’t be swallowed by ghosts. , I thought that only Jiang Han could resist, so I touched the soul urn and let Jiang Han out of it.

Only hearing the explosion of Ding Ding Dong Dong, Jiang Han had already retreated a few steps back, but at this time he was like a god, his whole body bursting red, even reaching the level of a ghost king!

I knew it was grandmother's blood suit that had blessed Jiang Han. Jiang Han roared, slammed his shield on the ground, and swept across with his gun.

Those are all ghosts in the late stage! Can a blood suit make him strong? I almost rushed to hug grandma's thigh, which is too powerful!

After Jiang Han retreated, the big shield slanted to the ground, and the spear leaned against the shield, breathing rhythmically. I immediately felt an incomparable sense of security behind him, but I almost frightened my heart out from behind, because Jiang Han's soul urn clicked and it seemed to crack. It seemed that just blessing the ghost king was dangerous.

The blood cloud coffin stopped again, and a terrifying voice followed: "One more time, I will forcibly melt you."

"One day it's my grandson. If you dare to do it again, I will make you regret it!" Grandma's low voice came from the coffin, but her breath was a little confused.

I know that grandma was locked in the blood cloud coffin, and the two spells were overwhelming. Once again, the blood cloud coffin would really melt grandma.

"Grandma! Don't cast spells, I will definitely find a way to break this ghost in the future, you can protect yourself first!" I stood behind Jiang Han and said with my head out.

I am still quite afraid of this blood cloud coffin, if it weren't for my grandmother, I guess my life would really be unsafe.

"Promise me two conditions, I will cooperate with you." Grandma said this in the coffin.

When I heard the conditions, I knew that the blood cloud coffin was not sure to melt Grandma. Grandma was still resisting desperately, so I said without even thinking: "Grandma! Don't agree to any conditions, just keep it for a while. I destroyed this ghost coffin!"

Blood Cloud Coffin When I jumped into the beam of the clown, my grandma said to herself: "First, I want you to let my grandson go. Second, I want to tell my grandson again. When I was a child, he often pestered me and said that I would be afraid later. There is no chance, now I will tell him another paragraph."

"How naive." The terrifying voice sounded, and it fell silent.

"I...oooo..." I remembered the way my grandmother told stories when I was a child, acting like a baby in her arms, I was sad and wept bitterly.

"Lord! Fight to death, how do your subordinates help you pry open this thing!" Jiang Han was furious, and this blood cloud coffin was too cruel.

I held down Jiang Han. If grandma wants to tell a story, she must consider her. I took out the iPhone 6 and turned on the recording function.

"What do you look at? Haven't seen the recording? Don't say anything if you're afraid. I recorded my grandma's story and listened to it at night." I mumbled, regardless of a group of ghosts looking at me unkind.

The surroundings were immediately so quiet that there was no sound, and the blood cloud coffin was also silent. He may not know what my biscuits-like gadget is, but he also maintained sufficient vigilance.

"One day, grandma told you a story. A long, long time ago, someone went to buy jewelry and saw a beautiful bead in a jewelry store. He was about to buy it and had a bargain. The boss was very happy to sell it to him. , The boss took out a beautiful box. It was long and beautiful. It was covered with beautiful patterns. If you see it, you will definitely want to see it more..."

When I heard it, what's all this and what? Long box, beautiful pattern, long box with pattern? I eliminated the yin and yang eyes, and saw the long box on the coffin, with a cloud-like pattern. What did Grandma say?

The coffin shook for a while, and it seemed that the grandmother was suggesting something, but in the end he didn't go wild.

Grandma was a little displeased, but continued her story: "Such a beautiful box. This is the first time the buyer saw him. He couldn't put it down, but accidentally touched the paint. He was very distressed. The boss said, this Things will grow on their own very soon. Although the pattern on one corner is missing, he will restore all the patterns because it is alive. As a result, the man was very happy to hear it. He bought the box but didn't buy the beads."

The people of Chu sold their pearls to Zheng, which was the cabinet of Mulan, with cinnamon peppers, jewels, roses, and plumes. Zheng bought the casket and returned the pearl. This can be said to be a good seller, but not a good bead.

Isn't this the story of buying caskets and returning beads?

"Grandma, where can the box be sold? Or is there a way to make it? Grandson, I'm scared of poverty." I quickly asked. I knew that Grandma wanted to cover the blood cloud coffin and expose it.

"Hehe, this thing, there is only a way to make it, with your ingenuity, you can definitely find it, well, grandma's story is over, you can also go." Grandma's voice also disappeared.

It seemed that Grandma didn't dare to expose more things, for fear that this Blood Cloud Coffin would trouble me, and the secret of the Blood Cloud Coffin had to be found out by herself.

I thought about it, the phone took the opportunity to turn on the camera function and took a few selfies in the coffin, but the sky was too dark and the phone automatically turned on the fill light.

The Blood Cloud Coffin quit immediately. After a shock, the Apple mobile phone snapped and fell apart.

"Hey! What are you doing! This thing is very expensive!" I was so angry that the Blood Cloud Coffin was too cunning!

But he is smart and I am not stupid. I quickly picked up the bits and pieces in my hand and put them in my pocket, ready to go back and let Han Shanshan come to restore the data.

"One day, hurry up." Grandma suddenly said to me again.

As soon as my sister-in-law pulled the corner of my clothes, the blood cloud coffin shook, and all the ghosts were looking at me. This ghost seemed to be making trouble for me.

"Damn! What's wrong with talking?" I frowned, and the blood cloud coffin didn't say the reason at all. Clouds of blood appeared from around the coffin, and then countless ghosts would rush towards me.

It seems that he has figured out something!

There were sad songs from the team behind, one heartbreaking sound, another shocking sound. I heard the chills erect, and the urge to urinate after holding back for a long time almost collapsed.

"Hmph, I thought I was running out of strength and wanted to deal with my grandson. Let's dream!" Grandma yelled, and the whole coffin shook, and the ghosts who rushed in front of me disappeared one after another. The scene was terrifying, never before. see.

Taking advantage of my grandmother's last strength to help me escape, I took back Jiang Han, recruited the five ghosts to move the mountain, jumped up, and a typhoon blew up and ran without a trace.

The five ghosts have been upgraded, and the speed is now unusual. I turned around and saw that the coffin had become a red dot.

I guess it won’t be easy to catch up with me, but I’m still very scared. Looking at the red cloud in the dark, my body trembled. Maybe my grandmother will melt the blood cloud coffin into a part of the coffin. The next time I see her What will it be like...

Taking the blood cloud coffin means death, but I still hope that the powerful grandmother can escape this disaster, at least until I find a way to deal with it.

I don't know how long I fled, I rushed out from the life gate of the blood cloud formation and looked at the dead town, with mixed feelings, but now is not the time when I am feeling, I began to flee to Xiaoyitun.

After this blood sacrifice, the ghosts and ghosts can't even see the shadows along the way. Yinfeng Town has really become a dead town, and the city gods in several counties may have become food for the Blood Cloud Coffin.

Before, I thought that Zhou Shan couldn't be so kind, and even brought his own tribute for everyone to upgrade together. Sure enough, he was invited to enter the urn. A group of ghosts were all laying a grave for themselves.

But the grandmother’s story is good. I just need to follow this pattern to find some clues. Maybe I’ll ask Wang Yuanyi, this guy is in the official system, maybe I know something, or I can go to Zhou’s house to find Zhou Shan and follow the vine. Later, next time I will be able to rescue my grandmother, even if my grandmother is dead, let her rest in peace.

Otherwise, what would it be to give a dozen ghost kings to wander around Yinfeng Town with nothing? And the people who made the Blood Cloud Coffin are not just for fun, right? Moreover, Yinfeng Town has become a dead town, where does the black hand behind the scenes want to carry the coffin?

The conspiracy was like a fog, and I was blindfolded. I hope my grandmother can show me a path.

"Master, where are we going this trip?"

Just as I was thinking about something, a voice frightened me, and looked up, it turned out that it was the leader of the five ghosts moving the mountain asking me.

What happened during this period of time was related to the tense nerves, and I didn't relax at all. Only then did I remember to look at the life cards of these five ghosts.

There are five names written on it, the leader is Chen Shanyun, and the last four names will go along. It is estimated that she is the girl of the family. When she was born, the master was given a name. They were all named Chen and named Meilan Zhuju.

"Go to Xiaoyitun." I replied to Chen Shanyun. She was not too old and didn't know how to die. Unless she told her, I'm not easy to ask and taboo.

"Yes, master." After Chen Shanyun listened, she pointed in the direction of Xiaoyitun, and Mei Lan Zhuju rushed along.

It's worthy of an errand, and it took only a while to reach the barrier monument erected in front of Grandma Xiaoyitun. Chen Shanyun recognized the road accurately, and flew to Xiaoyi Village along the path of the boundary monument.

"One day in summer!"

After a while, I heard the calls from acquaintances, but who would dare to call me Old Demon Xia? I'm not too old and not polite!