Chapter 62 The embryonic form of a professional team
Erha quickly jumped down from the coffin and ran towards the door.
The little fox and other spiritual beasts also hurriedly followed.
On the steps of the main hall, several monks were lying in various places.
Everyone's chest was deeply dented, as if they had been hit by gravity.
"Brother Ha, the smell of these people is the same as those of the friendly forces last night," said the spirit beast who was good at identifying smells. "It's just that their appearance is completely different from last night."
The little fox and other spiritual beasts nodded secretly.
There is indeed something wrong with these people!
"But they are indeed friendly forces." Erha said with certainty: "Now the friendly forces seem to be seriously injured, we must save them!"
"Brother Ha, they seem to be dying." A crane came closer and took a look: "The breath of life on them is very weak, and the breath of death has begun to envelope them."
The other spirit beasts nodded silently.
This crane is a mutant spiritual beast that is particularly sensitive to the breath of life and the breath of death.
Since he said this, it means that these people are hopeless.
"But I think they can still rescue them." Erha looked at the monks on the ground and murmured.
A few seconds later, Erha had a flash of inspiration!
Although this big box has never had a comfortable cool breeze since then, the last time I and Sister Fox ran in to sleep, it was quite warm inside.
Last time when Sister Fox felt uncomfortable, I helped her become warmer, and then she got better.
so.
Warmth = cure!
"You guys, quickly put this friendly soldier into the big box!" Erha pointed at the five disciples and said.
Baima quickly translated it.
"Okay Brother Ha!" The five disciples did not dare to neglect and carefully placed the dying leader into the coffin.
Erha closed the lid himself, then sat next to it and started reading.
"Brother Ha, what should we do next?" As Erha's number one horse boy, Baima asked quickly.
"Wait!" Erha replied calmly, with an unfathomable look on his face.
The spirit beasts didn't dare to ask any more questions, they all squatted on the ground and looked at the coffin.
Since Brother Ha said to wait, then just wait yourself.
ten minutes later.
"It's almost done, open the lid." Erha ordered calmly.
After Baima translated, the five disciples quickly opened the coffin lid.
The leader looks even worse!
There was no blood on his face, he was as white as a piece of paper!
There is also more air coming in and less air coming out of the nose...
"Brother Ha, his life aura is weaker than before." Xianhe took a look and said seriously: "There is also more death aura than before."
Erha frowned.
Doesn't make sense?
Shouldn't he be getting better by now?
Although the leader of the monks could not speak, his consciousness was actually still clear.
He knew everything that happened!
After they were whipped away by that terrible stick last night, they kept flying all night long!
Until just now, it just fell.
When he fell, he felt like he was going to die!
All the energy in his body had collapsed long ago, and his internal organs had turned into a pot of porridge!
Logically speaking, if you hurt yourself like this, you should have died long ago.
But he didn't die.
At the same time, he was surprised to find that he could actually understand what these spiritual beasts were saying.
Hearing that Erha still considered himself a friendly force, he breathed a deep sigh of relief.
But after hearing Xianhe say that he was about to die, his heart became heavy again.
Just like that, with complicated emotions, he was put into the coffin in confusion...
Then, something terrible happened!
After closing the coffin lid, a cold and terrifying atmosphere appeared inside the coffin.
Those breaths crazily corroded his soul, and the pain was simply beyond words!
Unfortunately, he couldn't pass out, so he could only bear the full amount of this abnormal pain!
He was in so much pain that he wanted to scream, but he couldn't make any sound...
Just when he could no longer hold on any longer, the damn coffin lid finally opened!
And as the coffin lid was opened, the terrifying perverted aura also disappeared.
At this moment, he was like a drowning man who finally came to the shore, greedily breathing the free air.
At the same time, he was thinking quickly in his mind about how he could escape!
"Brother Ha!" At this time, a little monkey burst out and suggested: "My master often tells me that life lies in movement. Wouldn't it be better if we moved?"
"Really?" Erha said in surprise: "You guys put him back quickly!"
Then the leader was ruthlessly put back into the coffin again.
The moment the coffin lid was closed, he just wanted to say one thing to the monkey.
Grandma Li!!!
"You guys, let the box move!" Erha said, while Baima translated simultaneously.
The five disciples lifted the coffin, and Xia Jiba immediately started shaking.
ten minutes later.
Erha ordered them to put down the coffin and opened the lid.
I saw that the leader's face was indeed rosier than before.
"Eh? It seems to be really effective!" Erha suddenly said happily: "This method is good, it is completely feasible! You guys, keep shaking it!"
The leader's heart has begun to spit out fragrance non-stop.
Mudd!
I'm rosy because of the blood pouring in, okay?
These idiots have drained all the blood from my body to my head!!!
It's a pity that no one can hear it.
The coffin lid was ruthlessly closed again.
The five disciples were holding the coffin, shaking even more crazily than before!
They don't care whether it's useful or not.
Anyway, Brother Ha asks us to work, so we just have to perform hard!
It’s a rare performance, so you must work harder!
The five brothers looked at each other and increased the frequency of shaking again.
"Although it's somewhat effective, it still doesn't seem to work." Erha looked at the coffin and muttered: "There must be something I overlooked..."
"Brother Ha, is it because they made it too ugly?" The little fox said weakly: "Would it be better if the movements looked better?"
In fact, it has no idea at all what the relationship is between good-looking movements and saving lives.
It just saw that its brother Ha was frowning, and it instinctively wanted to help.
After all, if Brother Ha is unhappy, he will also be sad.
"It makes sense!" Erha said happily: "You guys, make your moves look better!"
After Baima finished translating, the five disciples were stunned...
Prettier?
It's not dancing, why do you look so good?
Thinking of this, the five disciples suddenly had a flash of inspiration at the same time!
Before coming to Ziyun Sect, they were from the same village.
Their job at that time was to host various ceremonies in the village.
Such as sacrifices and funerals.
Etc., etc……
Speaking of dancing, there is indeed a kind of sacrificial movement similar to dancing in their funeral ceremony...
Thinking of this, the five brothers looked at each other.
No matter, let’s try it first!
One disciple let go of his hand and turned around to stand in front of the coffin.
The other four disciples held the coffin on their shoulders and their expressions became serious.
Including Erha and Little Fox, all the spiritual beasts had an illusion.
just like……
The aura of these five people suddenly became stronger!