Immortality Cultivation Era

With Master Ma's words, all the villagers present were quiet.

Interestingly, Ma Ye may not be able to kill them, Gao Ge can do it, but they are silent on Ma Ye.

The magistrate is not as good as it is now.

Or, they have suffered a loss in the hands of Ma Ye, but in Gao Ge they have not suffered much, and they have not suffered a loss, so naturally they do not know what it means to be afraid.

Everyone's eyes fell on Ma Ye.

They are still waiting for Ma Ye to continue.

But at this time, many people in the crowd have changed their complexions.

Obviously, what Ma Ye said just reminded them of something.

Many people, with their eyes widened, looked at the red coffin with a fearful look.

It's like seeing a devil crawling out of hell.

It seems that the previous experience has left a very deep impression on the red coffin.

"How could this coffin appear here?" someone asked in a low voice.

"I don't know, is the death of the tiger related to this coffin?"

"It should be like this, the big tiger was the one who salvaged this coffin!"

The more guesses, the greater the panic in their hearts.

This is inevitable.

What made them panic even more was the dead face of the tiger at this time.

Many people are aware of the disappearance of the big tiger. After all, Red Fish Village is so big.

Even from the time when the tiger disappeared, the death time was not long, and it was really unimaginable to decay to this extent.

Therefore, it is not likely to say that the big tiger is killed by high singing.

And they can also tell that Gao Ge is a master.

Such an expert, there is really not much possibility, and will consider these with the big tiger.

Not even that, after exposing the matter to the past, I still found trouble with the tiger.

Moreover, they still believe in Ma Ye very much.

Since Master Ma said that this matter had nothing to do with Gao Ge, then Master Ma would certainly not help Gao Ge speak and lie on purpose.

"Cough, everyone listen to me first, the purpose of my calling you this time is that I have decided to burn this coffin!" Ma Ye said.

Originally, he wanted to conceal this matter, but he was worried that the villagers of Hongyu Village would panic.It's just that, at this point, he can't think too much. Can't he really let himself burn the coffin?Moreover, this is not what three or two people can do?

Moreover, he has not yet made his name known, respecting the villagers’ right to know.

Who can single out what is wrong with his current practice?

Ma Ye said that there were almost ten minutes or so, which could be considered as clear the stakes.

Finally coughed and looked at the crowd and said, "Now, do you have any comments?"

The villagers of Red Fish Village, look at me and look at you one by one, it seems there is really no problem.

Although they also feel that it is very unlucky to burn the coffin in this way, there seems to be no good way to do it now.

Moreover, Gao Ge and others are still here. If something really goes wrong, they can still cope with it. If Gao Ge and others leave, then there is a big problem, wouldn’t they have no solution?

So it is wise to burn the coffin now.

They even think that Gao Ge put forward such an idea, which is completely from their perspective, and after careful consideration of the suggestions given, what they did not know is that the reason why Gao Ge gave such an idea was that it was relatively simple, not too It's just trouble.

The more the merrier.

This sentence really fits here.

Not long afterwards, the fire was ready, but when they dealt with the coffin, they encountered difficulties.

The flame was very high, and a wave of fire rose on the red coffin. To their surprise, the red coffin kept the mandarin duck under such a strong flame. The iron-wood casting is in general, there is no sign of wanting to be ashes at all.

This also surprised Gao Ge. He frowned, staring at the coffin still in flames, with a suspicious look on his face.

"Do you feel it?" Ge Chunrong approached and whispered.

Gao Ge nodded.

When the red coffin was burned by fire, there was an endless yin, converging towards the inside of the coffin.

Ordinary people may not feel it, but Gao Ge feels very real.

Not only is Gao Ge, Zhang Jian and Ge Chunrong obviously noticed this, otherwise, they would not come to ask Gao Ge specifically.

"Gao...Mr. Gao, what's the matter?" Ma Ye also leaned in front of Gao Ge, and his voice had changed.

Seeing such a weird scene, he could not continue to maintain absolute calm.

"I don't know, maybe the temperature is not enough. Have you tried it in the past?" Gao Ge said.

Master Ma was so scared that he didn't dare to say that he tried fire in the past.

"Ah, Lord Ma, look!" a villager suddenly shouted in horror.

"That is……"

"Oh my god!"

The villagers exclaimed one by one, their voices full of fear.

Gao Ge narrowed his eyes, also surprised.

The flame kept rising, and finally a chapter of the woman's face was slowly condensed, charming and voluptuous.

It's just that the look is extremely cold, and as soon as you look at it, you will feel a chill.

"Ghost!"

With a cry of exclamation, the villagers of Hongyu Village finally recovered and fled one by one.

"Come back, come back!" Ma Ye shouted with a throat.

But in this extreme fear, no one ignored him.

This is the test of life and death.

Gao Ge sneered suddenly.

He held out his hand, and the power of the stars in his body surged wildly.

"Even if you burned your coffin, you still have to come over and do things. Why, really thought, would it be great to be a ghost?"

After he finished speaking, Gao Ge held out his hand. At the same time, a gust of wind set off, and the waves of fire kept rolling, corresponding to the startling waves on the sea.

With a "boom", the fire exploded directly. With a woman's cry, the red flame quickly turned into a treacherous blue.

"Come out!" As Gao Ge shouted, a thunderous force burst out of his arm, pulling out a strand of dead souls.

The flame gradually dissipated, and finally only a little light was left, but a black figure was lying on the ground, singing high down, looking at the woman's dead soul with a look down.

"Fuck..." A weak voice came out of the female ghost's mouth, full of endless resentment.