When I looked into the sarcophagus, I was shocked. The corpse inside was exactly the same as Song Bo. I wanted to find something from this corpse this time, but when I took a look this time, the corpse inside turned out to be...

It is very different from before. It has changed from beginning to end. The person lying here does not have Song Bo's handsome face. This is obviously an ugly face. What is even more shocking is the eyes of this face.

It turned out to be open, and there was a snow-white white tiger lying on the body of the body. The white tiger was also very big, almost as big as the body. The white fox was lying on the body of the body, looking like

It's like holding this corpse.

Seeing that something was wrong with me, Da Zhuang and Ali both ran over in small steps. When they saw the scene in the sarcophagus, they both screamed in shock, "Fuck, this, this is not..."

That white fox we saw when we first came down?" Da Zhuang said, pointing to the white fox lying inside.

Da Zhuang's words woke me up. We had seen a figure with a white tail in the ice palace when we first descended from the Thief Cave. The appearance was exactly the same as this white fox. I couldn't help but look at it.

This white fox, this white fox is obviously dead. Although its fur is intact, as if it is alive, it is obviously no longer alive.

"The white fox I saw at that time should not be this one." I looked at the corpse and said. At this time, what I focused on was not the white fox, but the corpse. All of us had seen the appearance of the corpse before.

They are exactly the same as Song Bo, but since I used the ancient sword to attack Song Bo, and then Song Bo collapsed on the ground for no reason, and then I came to the sarcophagus again to look at the corpse inside, something changed, which made me

I am very confused, is what we saw just now an illusion? But if this is all a fantasy, then why does Song Bo not know the identity of t35? According to my opinion, this should not be completely a fantasy, there should be other

of what.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but look at the corpse from beginning to end. In fact, apart from being ugly, there was nothing noteworthy about this corpse. It looked just plain and ordinary. Suddenly, Da Zhuang pointed at the sarcophagus and said, "I

Damn, you’re already fucking dead and you still get a female fox to sleep with you, it’s so fucking heavy.”

Listening to Da Zhuang's words, I set my eyes on the sarcophagus again. If I only looked at the white fox or the corpse, they would be ordinary and nothing worthy of attention. But when I put the two together, I

I couldn't help but think of a very unique burial method that my grandfather once told me about. Even my grandfather has never seen this burial method but only heard about it.

This kind of burial method is called the Humei Nine-Five Burial Method. It requires you to arrange your tomb after death before you are alive, and find an old white fox before you are alive. The reason why it is a white fox is that white foxes are more spiritual than foxes, and foxes belong to Yin.

The white fox belongs to the yang zodiac, and the deceased had an affair with the white fox. According to common sense, this kind of thing is not humane. However, because the deceased wanted to complete the 95th burial method of Hu Mei, he had to go through this incident, and then wait for the deceased to die.

Yes, the white fox and the deceased are buried together in the coffin, because after the human and the white fox live together, they will produce an energy that will ensure that although the soul of the deceased is destroyed, his mind will not die. In conjunction with the fox's charm, the fox-mei nine-five burial method was formed. This burial method

It is extremely powerful. It can instill its own thoughts into the person it affects, and then make everyone present fall into an illusion. It can control the person it affects and kill its companions.

Looking at the corpse of the human fox in front of me, I lifted up the ancient sword, and when I lifted up the ancient sword, I always felt that this corpse had a somewhat illusory flavor. I must have started to create illusions again, and immediately my heart skipped a beat.

, I closed my eyes, raised the ancient sword and stabbed it fiercely into the sarcophagus. With the ancient sword, I felt the ancient sword piercing into the corpse. I only heard an inhuman howl, the sound was like crying.

The sound sounded like a scream again. I opened my eyes slightly, only to find that the white fox and the corpse were gone. Only the clothes that I had pierced were still in the sarcophagus. I must have killed the corpse and the white fox.

I'm disgusted by the way the dead don't feel at ease to die but stay in the world to harm others. What's more, the foxy nine-five burial method makes me disgusted. Living with a white fox just to leave his thoughts behind and harm others makes me extremely disgusted.

, looking at the only tattered linen clothes left, I glanced with disdain, shook the ancient sword in my hand and pulled it out, while Da Zhuang and Ali beside me were already dumbfounded, "Fuck!"

, Comrade Xiao Ke, no! Master Xiao Ke, what Taoist magic did you just use to make that thing disappear? What kind of monster is that thing? Why does it scream so pitifully when it dies?" Da Zhuang was stunned.

look at me.

Hearing Da Zhuang's words, I said angrily, "Damn, are you stupid? What kind of mage? This thing is called the Nine-Five Burial Technique of Humei." I immediately explained this burial method to Da Zhuang and Ali.

, both of them looked surprised after hearing this, and even Ali, who was not good at showing expressions, looked surprised.

"What about that boy Song Bo? Is he going to die?" Da Zhuang pointed at Song Bo lying on one side and said.

I don't know what happened to Song Bo. At first, my grandfather only told me what the Nine-Five Burial Technique of Hu Mei was, but he didn't tell me what the consequences would be for people controlled by the Nine-Five Burial Technique of Hu Mei.

Besides, grandpa has never experienced it, so of course he doesn’t know what this thing is. But when I probed the tip of Song Bo’s nose just now, Song Bo did not die. Although his breathing was weak, he was not dead. It looked like collapse.

It was just a coma. I immediately told Da Zhuang and Ali my guess. After hearing my guess, they both breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, I didn’t kill Song Bo just now. Otherwise, we would have really killed him.
Chapter completed!