Chapter 138 Knocking outside the coffin

There was a sound surrounding my ears.

I can't hear clearly, and I can't even tell whether it's a raving or a roar.

Tang Sen tried hard to open his eyes, but his body, which was obviously controlled by the Immortal Curse, seemed to be separated from his soul. There were countless hands that grabbed him densely. He felt like he was drowning. He struggled wildly, but it seemed that he was not moving at all.

I don't know how long this situation lasted, but he felt that the sounds became clearer and clearer.

Something is about to be lost.

However, at this moment, suddenly text appears.

【Commodity 1: The extraordinary characteristics of the shepherd.】

【Procurement time: 6 months.】

The words made Tang Sen successfully open his eyes, but the eyes were still pitch black.

The soul successfully merges with the body.

"What happened just now?"

Tang Sen tried to recall in fear, but couldn't remember a trace of it. It seemed as if he had an extremely terrible nightmare, but when he woke up, he was left with only the joy of surviving the disaster and the little bit of the remaining legacy after the extremely terrible fear faded.

"This has never happened before in the past."

"There is something wrong in this world."

Tang Sen moved his hands and felt that he was in an extremely narrow and cramped place, and that space could not allow him to sit up, and he couldn't relax.

He reached out his hand and touched the cold wood, the same was true for the space on the left and right.

“I have an unknown feeling.”

Tang Sen pushed up hard, but the wooden board was tight and there was no movement at all.

He continued to caress around carefully, confirming that the entire space was completely woody and had no gaps.

"I'm...in a coffin?"

This is just enough for me to lie down by myself, but I can't relax my space, so Tang Sen had to doubt this.

He tapped the wooden board above with his knuckles, and the sound made was very dull.

"The outside is not empty, which means that I am not only in the coffin, but may also be buried underground."

What's the beginning of this?

Relying on his own strength, he seemed unable to break the coffin. Tang Sen's thoughts sank into the sea of ​​consciousness and saw that the giant dragon Smaug was still frozen.

Fortunately, I still have external forces, so if I really can't do it, I will summon Smaug. I just summon the other party in such a narrow place. Although I will definitely be able to swell the coffin and break out of the ground, I may also be crushed.

The Immortal Curse is still in effect, Tang Sen doesn't have to worry about the exhaustion of air in the coffin. Well, this curse is perfect for the coffin. Even if it is buried for a few years, he is still alive... Hell, now is not the time to think about this!

Hesit—

The subtle voice from above interrupted Tang Sen's thoughts. Tang Sen immediately stopped moving, calmed down, and tried hard to listen.

The sound was getting closer and closer and louder.

Finally, a "dongdong" sound came from the wooden board above.

It's a bit like a knock on the door.

What should I do if I lie inside a coffin and there is a knock on the door outside?

Tang Sen's choice was to keep silent because he could hear that the irregular sound was caused by accidentally hitting a wooden board while digging, which means that someone was trying to dig himself out.

"It's good, at least you don't have to consider using Smaug's first summoning in this world for such a nonsensical thing."

The wooden boards above began to creak, and the iron nails nailed into the coffin were pried open. Tang Sen saw a subtle light shining in from the gap, making the entire coffin look a faint blush.

He saw his body turning into bones in the crimson.

So he closed his eyes and stopped moving. The bones were natural disguise, making him look like he should have been lying in the coffin.

Squeak—bang—

The coffin lid was lifted and turned to one side, and Tang Sen could feel his vision falling on him.

“Huh?”

A voice sounded, with surprise: "What a bad luck, I dug the wrong grave? This coffin looks a little new."

It was a completely unfamiliar language. Fortunately, Tang Sen had a general language knowledge and understood the meaning of the other party's expression very smoothly.

"It has become a skeleton, can it still be used?" Another voice sounded.

"Maybe...can?"

"The corpse is just a medium. What's more important is to communicate with the world outside the senses through Lingwu and recall the soul of the corpse."

"But, it's all like this, there's no way to be resurrected, right?"

"We'll dig another grave anymore. Let's try it. If it doesn't work, we can only wait for the next time."

“It’s so unlucky.”

The messy sound kept coming into Tang Sen's ears.

"There are six, or seven." Tang Sen kept analyzing: "Other one of them sounded younger."

"What did they say? Conjuring? Resurrection?"

The name of the purchase product flashed in Tang Sen's mind, and the crimson moonlight that he had just seen... Tang Sen confirmed that the crimson light was moonlight, because only under the moonlight, the Immortal Curse would make him appear skeleton-shaped.

"Shepherd, Crimson Moon..."

“I have a more obscure feeling.”

Tang Sen heard the sound of chaotic footsteps around him, and the people seemed to start dancing around him. After about a few minutes, the more mature voice began to shout:

"grim Reaper!"

"Dear God of Death!"

"Return soon!"

Tang Sen obediently opened his eyes and finally saw everything that was happening around him.

They were seven men in black robes, forming a circle to surround the coffin pit where they were. In the crimson light, Tang Sen could barely see their faces clearly. As previously guessed, most of them were very young, with men and women, with deep facial features, and were typical Western holes.

"It's moving...it's really moving!"

Tang Sen heard one of the men making a terrified and excited voice.

The others subconsciously took a step back, but couldn't help but look at it curiously.

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The person standing in front of Tang Sen's head spread his arms and shouted, "I order you in the name of death!"

“Stand up!”

Tang Sen then stood up from the coffin and turned to face the man.

The man looked about thirty years old, with towering cheekbones, and his face was full of excitement.

"Success! It's really successful!" His lips trembled and he quickly muttered: "I knew that death really exists, and death is not the end of everything!"

The others became furious, and they kept looking at Tang Sen, even trying to poke out their arms to touch them.

"careful!"

The adult man quickly shouted: "Don't touch, he is just the awakened dead. If it weren't for my control, he would most likely hurt you!"

The teenagers quickly retracted their hands, and a timid girl asked in a low voice: "Teacher Reed...what will do next?"

This question asked the man with the surname Reed. He was stunned for a moment, and moved his eyebrows at a loss.

To be honest, this is his first success. He just wanted to confirm that the soul really existed, but never thought about what to do if the deceased was successfully awakened.

"According to the story, since Teacher Reed can manipulate him, maybe he can help us... fight?" said a teenager.

"Of course not, Mr. Kom." The man said seriously: "We are a purely academic research community, not the chaotic criminals in the East Side. As students, you shouldn't have such thoughts."

"And he doesn't look strong, a bunch of bones, maybe he can't beat me." Another boy interrupted, "Maybe we should bury him back, let him sleep again, and find a new one next time... fresher one."

"..." The man was silent.

He was unwilling to tell the teenagers that he had no idea how to make the other party sleep.

He looked at the skeleton rack. The other party was wearing a not-so-decent suit and there was no word on the tombstone. It was obvious that he was not rich during his lifetime, and even the burial was just a thin coffin prepared by the welfare agency.

And it has become corrupted into bones. No one knows how to dig out such a person, and it is meaningless to bury him back.

"After all, it's our first successful revival deceased." The man hesitated: "He may still have the value of research, and I think we can take him back."

"I can't live in a skeleton in my house!" The teenagers shook their heads frantically.

"The family knew that I came out to dig a grave in the middle of the night, and they would beat me to death."

"And he only followed Teacher Reed's orders. What if Teacher Reed was not here and he hurt us?"
To be continued...