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The Qinglong Ghost Palace Chapter 7 The Blood General of the Hundred Days

This sudden scene almost scared me down.

Seeing the flames on the fold flashing left and right, floating around, and wanting to extinguish, I had to walk towards the strange coffin. I was surprised to find that the closer I got to the coffin, the more stable the flames became, which means that it was very safe here. From a scientific perspective, the air circulating in the dog's head's mouth made the fire extremely vigorous, and there must be a secret passage inside.

Although the coffin moved for no reason, the coffin was not completely opened, and even if there were any monsters and monsters, they would not pop out suddenly. Thinking of this, I didn't feel that I had speeded up.

The few foreigners around the coffin were extremely ferocious in death and should have been very frightened before death. Moreover, their wounds were purple-black, as if they were burned by sulfuric acid, and the smell seemed to be burnt with dead flesh, which was very unpleasant.

When I walked in, I saw that the pressure of this huge dog's head seemed to dispel the evil behind me. Although the material of this dog's head gave people the feeling that it was like wood, it was as thick as steel. It also had a strong reflection effect. Just now, the light of the fire slab showed its full view.

In addition, I don't think that I saw a few fire pieces from a distance. After throwing a few fire pieces, the dog's head is half the size of a football field. Even the coffin is very huge, about twenty or thirty meters long and two or three trucks tall. It is black all over. It grows many roots on the outside, hanging down to the ground like a beard. The dog's head's mouth is half the size of a football field, densely packed with this thing. This coffin is the outer coat of the coffin. I have heard Feilong talk about many materials for making ancient coffins, such as black cellars, old agarwood, star stones (meteorites), etc., but the material of the coffin in front of me is a bit like the legendary immortal tree. According to legend, the fruits on this immortal tree are "extinction fruits", also called ginseng fruits, which can make people's faces last forever and youthfulness.

Chapter 24 of "Journey to the West", the great immortal of Wanshou Mountain leaves his old friend, and the Wuzhuang Guanzhai practitioner steals ginseng. In the three consecutive chapters, Zhen Yuanzi abandoned his old friend Jin Chanzi, who had been with him for five hundred years, became enemies with Wukong for the sake of ginseng fruit, and even Guanyin Bodhisattva wanted to make Zhen Yuanzi three points for this tree of immortality.

I don’t feel afraid at all now. On the contrary, I was extremely excited and said, “Damn it, I’m caught this time. Even if I don’t have the fruit of immortality, it’s good to take some roots and make soup home. Maybe I can live for hundreds of years.”

Just after a while of random thought, a violent gust of wind suddenly came from above. I called out "ah", it's not good! I quickly subconsciously attached myself to the body of the Coffin of Changsheng.

Before this Changsheng coffin, nearly half of the huge coffin had been opened, and the other half was hanging in the air, in danger. Who would have thought that there would be something else in this place except me, unless it was a rice dumpling!

The next moment, I heard a "bang", and the lid of the coffin that looked like the gate of the Forbidden City fell on the ground. The trousers on my calves were rushing. The gust of wind almost blew me down, and the fire broke in my hand was extinguished. I suddenly fell into darkness again. At this moment, I was surprised to find a mighty general lying in front of me, staring at the eyes of copper bells, and there was a big dog like a wolf or a tiger on both sides of my body. It was definitely about the same size as a Tibetan mastiff, but it was not as stupid as a Tibetan mastiff, but it showed more wisdom and agility, and a little mysterious.

After a while, I realized that it was so dark here and there was no light source, how could I see something? Did I hit a ghost?

After a closer look, I realized that this was the side of the coffin lid, which was a fluorescent painting, lifelike. It seemed that it was done by abnormal forces. What could be turned over by such a heavy and large coffin lid and then fall from it. No wonder there would be such a loud noise. In this tomb, the only mechanism is... Zongzi!

Thinking of this, I didn't dare to breathe anymore, and my heart was beating. Just when I was frightened, I noticed that there was a faint cluster of light in the lower left corner of this fluorescent painting, which was some ancient texts the size of a thumb. It was impossible to see clearly without looking close to it. However, there were a few slightly larger ancient texts that I could still see clearly, which was "General Wuxu under the throne of the Nightmare", and the words used were the same as the words of the bell and tripod on the bronze wall outside.

It was a very terrible thing when a person's curiosity came up. The lid of the coffin was only one step away from me. I took out a fire note and wanted to get it over and see it. My eyes were staring at the cluster of words. This is the real history. I must read it clearly before I give up.

Suddenly, a black shadow blocked the cluster of words. I was a little scared and angry. At this time, the fire broke up. Many people had never seen a ghost, but I felt that the thing in front of me was even more terrifying than a ghost! And outside the corner of my eyes, the lid of the coffin cut off the roots at the bottom of the coffin, revealing a large turtle. This should be the base of the coffin, made of longevity wood. It is rumored that the nine sons of the dragon have their own preferences. The one who can drag this huge coffin must be the turtle. The turtle is also called the turtle. The turtle is one of the nine sons of the dragon in ancient Han mythology, and is the leader. It looks like a turtle but has tooths and can carry three mountains and five mountains. Its back is also carried heavy objects, mostly stone tablets, the base of the stone pillars and the wall decoration, and spiritual birds and auspicious beasts.

Secondly, what is even more incredible is that the broken roots are squirming towards me like snakes! Oh my god! I immediately pinched my waist, oh! It hurts so fuckingly, this is true! It is no longer an illusion.

At this moment, standing on the cluster of words, standing in front of me and looking at me, was like a skinned blood man. My head suddenly flashed, this is a blood corpse! Damn, big rice dumplings! No wonder it could be overturned off such a large coffin lid.

This situation is the most embarrassing. The blood corpse does not move. Even if I lend me ten thousand courage, I will not dare to move. At this moment, my feet are like a bronze coffin nail sealed. I dare not move at all, facing the blood corpse's eyes.

The eyes of this blood zongzi are pitch black, with only a faint green dot in the middle, like a ball of ghost fire, which makes people unable to help but make ice chips from the cracks of the spine! I always feel that the blood corpse looks familiar, because the armor on the body of the blood corpse is the same as that of the fluorescent painting of General Wuxu, which is General Wuxu!

During this period, I didn't dare to breathe. I wouldn't be scared to death, but I still dare to breathe! I guess my face was almost the same as the monkey's butt. Just when I was a little dizzy and almost couldn't hold it in, a low sound similar to the sound of a strong man snoring while sleeping. Suddenly, the blood corpse turned his head to the coffin. I will call it Wuxu Blood General for the time being.

Puff—I let out a long breath, damn, my attention finally changed. His mother's breath made me hold back, and my ribs were sore and sore. As soon as I breathed evenly, the bloody blood seemed to smell something, and suddenly turned my bloody head around, opened my swollen mouth, exposed the saw fangs like a knife-tip, and rushed towards me. Before I could pounce on me, the blood breath of the blood almost fainted.

I felt that my potential exploded instantly, and turned around and ran in the direction when I came. After running two steps, a strong force grabbed my neck tightly and dragged it upwards. My tongue immediately stretched out. Due to the blockage of breathing, my heart was beating wildly, which prompted the speed of blood circulation. The lack of oxygen was extremely serious. After a while, I fainted in a dizziness. I felt that I was dragged upwards, and my neck was as painful as sulfuric acid.

In a daze, I felt like someone's drool fell into my mouth. I didn't know who was slashing my armpits a few times, slapping me several big ears, and then a big drool poured into my mouth. I was so fucking, so I was really disgusting. Before I could catch my eyes, I sat up and started vomiting. As I vomited, I saw a bloody face that changed from big to small, and then from small to big. Everything in my mouth spit on this face. This face seemed to be angered, and the face was obviously bigger than the face just now, and it opened its bloody mouth like a shark, and the bloody mouth of Wuxu was around!

Who was the drool just now? Who was the damn thing? I suddenly turned my head and saw two familiar and unfamiliar faces, Jiazi legs! There are also Zhang Sigui! The reason why they were strange is because their faces had lost their past relaxation, and their faces were solemn, as if they were completely two people like before.

Jiazi's leg smashed the kettle into my arms and cursed angrily: "You coward, the water is so scarce now. I feed you so much. Your grandma is so good, and she vomits!"

"Go to your grandpa, please don't mention my grandma! If you didn't threaten me with my grandma's ashes, could I come to such a deadly ghost place with you two hundred and five?" I said angrily, and took the kettle and took a few more mouthfuls of nectar.

At this time, Zhang Sigui waved his hand a little tiredly and said, "Dedede, two masters, have you done it. Let's first think about how to escape the danger in front of you."

Just by the wolf-eyed flashlight in Zhang Sigui's hand, I saw the situation around me clearly. We are now sitting at the mouth of the coffin of Changsheng coffin, which is more than one meter wide. Whether above or around, there are the roots of Changsheng wood, densely packed like hair, which look a little creepy. However, the space inside the coffin does not have such strange roots, only some vertical and horizontal bronze chains. But like outside, there are two faces that sometimes change from big to small to big. However, unlike the blood of Wuxu, these are two dog faces, with bloody mouths opening and making a low snoring sound. Damn, I thought, it's not, a dog can turn into a zombie into a zombie!

I touched my chest with lingering fear and said, "Look, I scared you two. It is estimated that this place is about five meters high from the ground. Even if they are extremely powerful, are there no time to be tired? Before they can jump up, they will probably be exhausted."

Jiazi gave me a white look and said, "I understand your grandma."

Fuck! Why did you keep scolding me with my grandma? I kicked him without saying a word. Just as I was about to kick him the second one, he hugged him in the thigh, "I'm so tired. How much do you know about zongzi? Do you know? It can last a lifetime with you!"

Zhang Sigui suddenly grabbed us and booed:
Chapter completed!
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