Zhou Jianlai ran to the tombstone and saw that the name engraved on it was indeed "Zhang Qingsong". The third character was not missing two strokes, but just over one stroke. So it was easy to recognize that it was "Zhang Qingsong".
"Character.
"Brother Zhou, do you know this person?" Yuan Taiping asked in surprise as he looked at the tombstone.
"Zhang Qingsong, this is the old man." Zhou Jianlai reminded.
Yuan Taiping was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly woke up. Then he remembered that the old man Zhang Butcher's real name was Zhang Qingsong, and he couldn't help but exclaimed "Ah".
"Brother Zhou, Brother Yuan, do you know this person?" the gray-haired man asked in surprise.
Everyone around heard the sound and came closer.
Because they fought side by side every day, the people in their cemetery were all familiar with each other.
"Yeah" Zhou Jianlai nodded, but immediately shook his head and said, "Not sure if he is the person we know."
"It shouldn't be the old man." Yuan Taiping frowned and thought, "The old man has already reached the semi-saint realm and cannot enter the gate of space. He probably has the same name as the old man."
"What if it is?" Zhou Jianlai asked worriedly.
"This..." Yuan Taiping couldn't guarantee that this person was not Butcher Zhang.
"Go and call His Highness the Prince and the Fifth Master to come over and see if they can identify one or two from the handwriting." Zhou Jianlai said.
Although the handwriting on the stone tablet and the writing on the paper are very different, there are still some traces that can be found.
Su Hui, Ye Mingyue, Du Tianlu and others all ran over after hearing the news.
Ye Mingyue, Du Tianlu and others all shook their heads after reading it. They had never seen Butcher Zhang's handwriting, so they couldn't judge.
But Su Hui frowned, and the frown became deeper and deeper. Finally, he said solemnly: "It should be Uncle Zhang's calligraphy. I have read many of his memorials. He likes to make the stroke of 'green' in a special way."
It's so long that it makes this character look very weird, and most people wouldn't write it this way.
There is also a vertical line in the character for ‘松’, which the old man always puts a tick on when putting away his pen.”
Listening to Su Hui's speculation, Zhou Jianlai and Yuan Taiping's hearts gradually sank, and their expressions became solemn.
"What should I do?" Zhou Jianlai asked.
Silent, no one can give him an answer.
"Maybe nothing will happen after the names are engraved." Someone comforted them, because there were many tombstones that had their names engraved on them, and nothing happened.
Ye Mingyue said with a serious expression: "Since ancient times, carving your name on a tombstone means death. I think this place will be no exception, not to mention that even the coffin is ready."
"So we must stop the old man from finishing carving his name." Zhou Jianlai said.
The gray-haired man said from the side: "Then you must find a way as soon as possible, because yesterday I saw that his name had almost three remaining sums, and today there is only a little more than one sum left. At this rate, he will be able to spend the rest tonight
The strokes are finished."
"Open the coffin!" Zhou Jian looked at the coffin behind the tombstone and said.
They have always suspected that the people who carved the words on the tombstones were hiding in the coffins. After dark, these people would crawl out of the coffins and write words on the tombstones.
But there is something unexplainable, that is, if there were people in the coffin, why did the people who bumped into the coffin in the first few days also crawl into the coffin? Could there be two or more people in one coffin?
"Don't take risks!" Someone stopped him.
Zhou Jianlai withdrew his eyes from the coffin and landed on the tombstone again. He suddenly raised the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "When I came in on the first day, I wanted to see what was weird in the tombstone. Why can I scare a living person to death? Today
Just let me satisfy my curiosity."
As he spoke, he reached out to touch the tombstone.
"Stop!" Yuan Taiping shouted, grabbing Zhou Jianlai's arm to stop his behavior, then pushed Zhou Jianlai aside and said: "Brother Zhou, let me do it. If you see that I can't bear it, just
The sword cut off my arm. I have two arms, it’s okay to cut off one.”
"...I suspect you are discriminating against me?" Zhou Jianlai glared at Yuan Taiping.
"This is more convincing." Yuan Taiping said.
Zhou Jianlai snorted angrily, took two steps back, asked everyone around him to step back as well, and then asked Yuan Taiping: "Are you ready?"
Yuan Taiping took a deep breath, nodded and said: "Ready."
After saying that, he slowly reached out and touched the tombstone.
"Go to hell!"
Zhou Jianlai suddenly shouted loudly, and at the same time he took a step forward, raised his right foot, and kicked Yuan Taiping away. He cursed and said: "You bitch, you dare to discriminate against me, I can't kick you to death. Two kicks."
Your arms are amazing, you should keep them to go home and hug your mother-in-law."
As he spoke, his hand was already pressed on the tombstone.
"Brother Zhou——" Yuan Taiping wanted to stop drinking but it was too late, so he couldn't help but cursed angrily: "Zhou Jianlai, you bitch!"
He rarely curses unless he can't stand it.
But while he was cursing angrily, his heart was filled with warmth. He knew that Zhou Jianlai didn't want him to take risks and told him that there was a woman waiting for him to return home.
"Ah--" Zhou Jianlai's eyes suddenly widened and he screamed in pain.
Everyone had their hearts in their throats for a moment, clenched their fists, worried, anxious, and praying for Zhou Jianlai.
"-I--it's nothing--ah--" Zhou Jianlai gritted his teeth to hold back the pain, and spat out three words from between his teeth, but he couldn't bear it anymore, and then he screamed in pain.
"Brother Zhou, if it doesn't work, let go, don't try to be tough!" Yuan Taiping shouted urgently.
Zhou Jianlai persisted for half a cup of tea before taking his hand away from the tombstone.
The people around him breathed a sigh of relief, and then they realized that they were so nervous and scared that they broke into a cold sweat.
Zhou Jianlai's face was already covered with sweat, and his clothes were almost soaked with cold sweat.
"call--"
After slumping on the ground and gasping for a long time, Zhou Jianlai took out a long breath to regain his composure and spoke: "The tombstones do not contain terrifying things that can scare people to death, but they contain something that shocks people's souls."
Weird power means that those who died by touching tombstones were not frightened to death, but their souls were severely damaged and died.
Fortunately, the strength of my soul is much higher than that of ordinary people, so I managed to resist, otherwise the situation would have been much worse."
"Did you see anything?" Su Hui asked.
"I saw the person who carved the monument." Zhou Jian replied, "It is indeed the old man, but he is so old that I almost didn't recognize him. I don't know what happened to him."
Seeing that everyone was shocked and puzzled, he added: "I only saw the old man standing in the endless darkness, holding a chisel with dull eyes, carving words on the tombstone one by one.
But what I saw was the image of him carving the first word, which must be the image left on the tombstone."
"Then how can we stop the old man from continuing to carve words? Wake him up through the tombstone?" Yuan Taiping asked.
"I'm afraid it can't be done." Zhou Jianlai frowned, "The old man carved the words in the dark, and we will be lost when the darkness falls, so we can't wake him up through the tombstone at that time."
Ye Mingyue's eyes fell on the tombstone and said: "There is a way to smash this tombstone so that he will have nothing to carve on."
"Will the coffin be opened if the tombstone is smashed?" a person next to him asked in a low voice.
The horror on the tombstone has been answered, but the horror in the coffin is still unknown.
"Smash it before we talk." Yuan Taiping shouted, and then gave Zhou Jianlai a "don't stop me this time" look.
Zhou Jianlai nodded, stood up and stepped away from the tombstone, then took out a spiritual fruit from his arms and ate it to restore the energy he had just consumed and adjust his state to the best to deal with emergencies.
Yuan Taiping stood in front of the tombstone, with luck all over his body. He held the handle of the demon sword with both hands and slowly raised it.
He, Su Hui and others entered the gate of space when they were being chased by the Wentian Sect. At that time, he was holding the demon sword in his hand. Fortunately, the demon sword's weight also decreased as his cultivation disappeared. Otherwise, he would have raised
Can't even lift it.
However, as his cultivation reached the peak level, the weight of the demon sword returned.
It is the most appropriate moment to chop down the tombstone with an extremely heavy demon sword.
Yuan Taiping raised the demon sword high above his head, and with a focused gaze, he suddenly slashed it towards the tombstone.
boom!
The demon sword slashed at the tombstone. After a moment of stalemate, Yuan Taiping roared with bulging veins. The tombstone burst into pieces and scattered rocks.
Click!
The lid of the dark coffin behind the tombstone suddenly opened halfway. Yuan Taiping's body suddenly stiffened, and his eyes showed extreme panic.
He felt an invisible force controlling his body, forcing him to walk towards the black coffin.
tread!
After only resisting for a few breaths, Yuan Taiping couldn't resist anymore and walked towards the coffin.
"Quick! Save him!"
"Block him!"
"Push him down!"
Following Su Hui's order, several people rushed forward with shouts and pushed Yuan Taiping to the ground.
But Yuan Taiping's body was struggling fiercely, and it seemed that as soon as they let go, Yuan Taiping would jump into the coffin.
"Taiping, what's going on?! What's wrong with your body?!" Su Hui asked eagerly, but Yuan Taiping only moved his eyes and obviously couldn't open his mouth to answer him.
"Get out of the way!" Zhou Jianlai shouted, holding the hilt of the sword in his hand and walking towards the black coffin.
Choking!
The sword of light was unsheathed and struck the black coffin with a clang.
The black coffin didn't move.
But Zhou Jianlai was shocked, his chest heaved violently, and he opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood.
He took a deep breath to calm down the surging energy and blood, then took a step back, staring at the black coffin, with sword intent surging in his pupils.
It's a pity that his Golden True Dragon Sword Intention, Sword Heart Mind State and Sword Domain Mind State, as well as his sword technique, can't be used, and 90% of the sword's power is missing.
Zheng!
The sword of light suddenly trembled and roared on its own.
Zhou Jianlai frowned in surprise, and then he seemed to feel something. The next moment, the sword energy around him suddenly dissipated, and the sword intention in his eyes disappeared.
His sword-holding arm automatically raised, and then struck the black coffin.
This strike was not his intention, but was struck by the sword of light with his hand.
Click!
As the sword of light fell, the black coffin was split in half and opened on both sides with two bangs, and three corpses rolled out of it.
Everyone was startled, looking at the corpse rolling out of the coffin, and couldn't help but feel horrified.
"Let go, I'm fine." Yuan Taiping said, and as the black coffin shattered, his body returned to freedom.
