Here Lies The Wicked

After listening to Zhen Shan Wang, Fang thought about it.

Since Zhenshan Wang voluntarily gave in and offered to show good will to him, it was only right to accept.

Nor is he the kind of person who doesn't know how to behave.

Subsequently, the selection of the coffin was not difficult, as the coffin had already been picked from the beginning.

“Just pick her. ”

Hands up.

It's Silver Rose's coffin.

“Uh.”

Before that, he swore to Tantan's Mountain King and was stunned.

And then some hesitation and hesitation persuaded him, "Young man, if you don't mind, why don't you pick this old coffin? ”

“Aged, this coffin is made of precious sandalwood from all over the world. In the face of millennial feng shui, coupled with the millennial negativity that nourishes it day and night, a little spirituality and heterosexuality has long been born, no less than those heavenly and earthly treasures. ”

“I mind.” This is a direct rejection.

Zhenshan Wang: “…”

Fang Zheng another serious sentence: “I'm more of a bed reader, but I still feel comfortable lying in a silver rose coffin. ”

Zhenshan Wang: “…”

Also set in a rock wall as a middle-aged literary background painting: “…”

The last remaining coffin: “…”

Is that a bed?

That's a coffin!

You're a living man. Live well. Identify a ghost coffin!

You son of a bitch!

“What, can't I take Silver Rosa's coffin? The King of Zhenshan himself said that as long as I saw the coffin, I could take it away.” When Fang said this, it seemed like something had occurred to him, and his face revealed a strange colour.

“Silver Rosa is the daughter of the Mountain King? ”

“This coffin is Silver Rose's dowry, so can't I take it? ”

Fang came to Silver Rosa's crimson red painted wooden coffin and asked in surprise.

Zhenshan Wang spoke softly: “If Silver Rosa is really an old daughter, then it would be good. The green smoke from the tombs of my old ancestors can be higher than wolf smoke, and they can all wake up laughing in their coffins. ”

Next, Zhenshan Wangdao came out of the original committee.

“Silver Rosa, like you, is the proud son of the late peak of the sky, having stepped into the night tour at a similar age. Unfortunately, the sky is jealous of the talent. In her time, the revival of spirituality only started the first round, so the achievement of a lifetime of walking at the peak of the night makes it impossible to leap any further. ”

“Silver Rosa was once chosen by my tomb keeper as the potential seed most likely to impact the Yin Gods in history, but unfortunately, the last spiritual recovery ended too quickly, too suddenly, she hadn't crossed the threshold of the day trip, and the heavens and the earth returned to silence and the spiritual exhaustion. If, at the edge of this recovery, she has not been able to break through and use it to repair the foundations damaged in centuries of spiritual exhaustion, the insidious edge of Silver Rose may have to be interrupted. ”

“I, the gravedigger, have the greatest hope of achieving the Yin God in history, the first proud son of heaven to achieve the Yin God, and may miss it. This missed, maybe forever, next time I don't know how many more millennia to wait...”

After listening to the Mountain King, Fang was slightly surprised.

I didn't expect this silver rose to have such a beginning.

“Yin Gods...”

It is precisely because of this that the Zhenshan King, although able to suppress seventy-two ghost gates, can not suppress Silver Rosa.

Silver Rosa's qualifications are much stronger than his! Too many!

“Young man, you and Silver Rose are both seeds of potential, and there may be many opportunities for cooperation in the future. Anyway, it's all coffins. You see, old coffins and silver rose coffins are not much different.” Zhen Shan Wang once again painstakingly persuaded Fang Zheng.

Fang thought seriously for three seconds.

“But I still admit the bed, or do I want to choose the coffin of Silver Rose? ”

Zhenshan Wang: “…”

Doesn't this boy understand human language?

Are men who make knives like pussy bloodsuckers so dominant? Are they all with an elm head that doesn't know how to adapt?

Run for the coffin if you can't move!

With Fang Zheng's absolute refusal, he finally took away Silver Rosa's coffin board.

He doesn't need a coffin.

A large transversely sliced coffin plate is enough.

These are not ordinary coffins. These old men's coffins, just a coffin board, have palms as thick as palms, moving thousands of kilos.

It can be used as a material for the manufacture of psychic weapons.

Therefore, the party intends to carry the coffin plate for the time being, first try the effect.

This time with Zhenshan Wang's hand, Fang easily lifted the coffin board. As a result, he looked into the coffin, but it was empty.

Didn't lie down.

The King of Zhenshan quickly answered Fang Zheng's question: “Silver Rosa is not now closed in 72 ghost gates, which is why the last time a pussy bloodman slaughtered here, silver rosa coffin was borrowed. ”

The bloodhand butcher in Zhenshan Wangkou is Zhang Butcher.

Fang did not ask where Silver Rose had gone. Since Zhang's butcher already knew about this, it is clear that Silver Rose left the 72 ghost gates and obtained official consent.

The weight of the kilogram is no pressure on the shoulder for Fang Zheng. Now that this is over, no one will want to spend more time in the shady pile of corpses before planning to return to the city.

However, just before Fang was about to come out of the cave, he seemed to suddenly think of something. He carried a heavy, heavy coffin plate and turned to the cave behind him.

“Zhenshan King, what exactly is that unknown monster I met when I entered the 72 ghost gates? ”

“Tomb Beast. ”

“The Tomb Beast?” The square gaze is flashing in a different color.

He subconsciously looked at the two tomb beasts with signs of annihilation and ruin.

“All the outsiders who spy on the tomb of the Mountain God will suffer the backlash of the tomb beast. My tomb keeper guarded this gathering place for many years. It is rare for guests to visit. I will do it again for you. I will temporarily suppress the tomb beast for you and send you out 72 ghost gates safely. ”

“Young man, go back. ”

The voice of the Mountain King began to bring a hint of exhaustion.

His foundation is backwards, and every time he strikes or wakes up from sleep, he loses his life, just like every intense exercise in the general population consumes his strength.

Fang understands that.

He thanked the Mountain King and walked out of the cave carrying a coffin on his shoulder.

That is, at this time, the lucky incense that was plugged into the hole of the pile of corpses, finally burned out, the incense ash landed...

Thereafter, the cave returned to darkness.

Click, click, click...

In the dark, there was a noise, and a lot of rocks fell from the heights.

The middle-aged clerical figure, who had been laid on the rock wall, broke out of the rock wall pit.

When he landed, there was a paper-studded man coming out of the darkness and standing beside the middle-aged man.

Pfft!

Control the negative forces cut off the paper-tied man's arms, legs, and then continued onto himself. The middle-aged man regained his hands and feet, after which he walked towards one of the coffins.

“Old friend, my house was demolished by that violent boy. I'm homeless now. Can I squeeze in with you? ”

Boom!

The coffin cover was opened and closed, and the middle-aged literary man was rejected from the coffin.

It's like he's yelling: Brother Roan.

In the dark, the middle-aged man's face was thick and he continued to harass: “Old friend, let me squeeze with you...”

I don't know if I'm delusional, I always feel like I'm driving, but I can't find any evidence, so I decided to change the name of "White Tiger King" to “Silver Rosa”.. some dog-sneaking author.jpg