Chapter 1515 Hanging Coffin (56)

To be honest, since Daoxu's death, I have gradually forgotten the existence of Daoxu. As for Daoxu's disciples, I have long forgotten them all.

Now that I stuttered, I immediately remembered that Daoxue's body was stolen by his apprentice?

As soon as my thoughts flashed, I was more and more sure that this was the case. First, the old guys from the Metaphysical Association were completely useless in the matter of Daoxue. Second, the old guys from the Metaphysical Association probably regarded me as a thorn in my eyes.

It is precisely for these two reasons that I have enough reason to suspect that the old guys from the Metaphysical Society have absolutely no preference for Daoxu's corpse.

Seeing that I didn't say anything, stammered and said, "By the way, Brother Jiu, no matter what you see later, you didn't show any surprise. You must pretend to be like a normal person."

When I heard this, what does it mean?

Is there anything else in this spiritual spring?

I was about to ask, but suddenly, the previous sense of oppression came again. If I guessed correctly, it would be that the stuttering made me drink blood useless.

At this moment, I endured the oppressive feeling in my heart and didn't dare to speak. I was afraid that once I spoke, my stuttering would cause blood to be cut off.

Just like that, stuttering in front of me, and I followed his footsteps behind me.

After walking for about a hundred meters, the pressure became stronger and stronger, and in the end I couldn't lift my feet.

"Brother Jiu, you should go quickly. I have boiled water in front of me and am preparing to kill the cow and Jingshen!" Samba suddenly said something inexplicable, which made me a little confused.

I was stunned for a while, but before I could answer, I heard him say again: "Brother Jiu, hurry up, I can't say too much, it will drain the yang energy. I'm afraid that I will not be able to save you by then, hurry up."

He was slightly stunned and said, "At the end of this stone gate, there is a coffin and a passage."

I said in a deep voice: "No matter whether the coffin is hanging at this end, we must leave Ghost Mountain."

I was about to ask stammer when I suddenly thought of what stammer said. I immediately took a deep breath, and didn't say anything, walking forward as usual.

I was a little confused. The stutter was so easy to talk to, which made me a little unable to believe the stutter, but I didn't say anything. I made up an idea in my heart. No matter what was at the end, I had to send the stutter away as soon as possible. Even if I knocked him out, I had to send him out.

He smiled slightly, "Listen to Brother Jiu."

He thought for a while and said slowly, "Brother Jiu, let me tell you a brief moment. I will accompany you to this ghost mountain, and I have no plans to go out alive. As long as you go out alive, my sacrifice will be worth it."

I uttered a huh.

"Stummy, what are you talking nonsense? We both come in and we must go out." I was anxious and grabbed his arm tightly.

What's even more strange is that even though we passed, those people had not given way and were still walking in the passage. I specifically looked at the characteristics of one of them. The clothes on that person were not what we usually wear, but a bit like silk, and more like the ones worn during the Republic of China. His eyes were empty, his expression was dull, his face was green in color, and his words were repeated in his mouth, "I... want to... go home."

After a long time, I stuttered and didn't say anything, I felt like something was handed over in front of me. I subconsciously touched it and felt that the thing was wet, probably a paper cup full of blood.

I don’t know how long I have been walking in the darkness, but when I know that our feet are a little tired, I realize that the scene in front of me has become cheerful and some noise can be heard vaguely.

After walking about a hundred meters, the well-connected passages formed another passage. This time, there were many in the passages. What was strange was that those people had dull expressions, as if they had no soul.

"Oh!" I replied, but couldn't help but stare at the man.

He smiled and said, "Brother Jiu, brother, I will be brothers all my life. I can't let you die before me. I also want you to go to my grave to burn incense!"

After saying this, he stopped talking and dragged his exhausted body forward.

No, if this continues, stuttering will definitely die.

How smart was that stuttering. Without saying a word, I immediately folded a paper cup with yellow paper and prepared to cut blood. I grabbed him and said weakly: "Stuttering, stop cutting blood. You have just been injured, and I can still hold on."

When he said this, he seemed extremely weak.

I can't watch him die before me.

Making up this idea, I asked Samba, "Stum, is there another passage in this stone gate?"

After hearing what he said, I took the cup, drank it with tears, and said, "Stum, why are you doing this? Why do you come with me!"

Because I drank the cup of blood of stuttering, my whole body seemed to be full of vitality, and the previous sense of oppression disappeared without a trace.

This surprised me very much. Could it be that this is an underground world?

Gradually, the scene became brighter and brighter, no longer a simple passage, but a well-connected passage, just like the bloodline of the human body. What’s even more strange is that people occasionally walk on those passages.

"Stum, is this?" I asked.

The stammer probably saw my strangeness, coughed softly, and did not look back, and said in a low voice: "Brother Jiu, come with me!"

I don’t know if the man saw my eyes or what happened. His eyes suddenly became a little sinister, and it seemed that he was going to kill me.

In the darkness, I couldn't see his face clearly, and I knew that the stuttering voice was a little sad. He said, "Brother Jiu, you must take good care of my mother for me when you are alive. If possible, I hope you don't tell her the news of my death. If one day she returns to her birthday, can you act as a filial son for me for a while?"

Before I could speak, I stuttered, "Brother Jiu, drink it, don't waste it."

At this moment, I felt very bitter. I thought this hanging coffin would not be so difficult. Who would have thought that we hadn’t found the hanging coffin yet, and we were like this. I couldn’t imagine what happened next. I was even more afraid that once I found the hanging coffin, I would die.

At the moment, I didn't say anything, followed the stammer and walked forward.

I was anxious, "Whatever you say, we will both go out, and your mother has to take care of you."

He said: "Brother Jiu, remember what I said just now, don't be surprised, follow me as usual."

His voice was particularly glowing, and it made people feel goose bumps after hearing it.

But, strangely, as soon as he finished speaking, the viciousness in the man's eyes disappeared immediately and turned back to the empty and unsightly before.

Even when I remembered that scene now, I still couldn't figure out what the meaning of stammering words was. At that time, I was even more curious and prepared to reach out to touch the person.

Stammer didn't give me that opportunity and said, "Brother Jiu, don't move around, hurry up and follow me."

His words made me wonder, wasn't what I saw?
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