Chapter 1519 Hanging Coffin (60)

The hanging coffin seemed to shake about ten times. Since it was hung with iron chains, the shaking sound was particularly harsh and made my eardrums hurt.

I want to move, but I can't move at all.

Based on my understanding of the 16th style of "Pure Yang Sword Technique", this sequelae lasts for three minutes.

This made me anxious, but I couldn't move at all.

What to do, what to do?

I was so anxious that I was like an ant on a hot pan.

Click, click, click...

The chains swayed faster and faster, and the hanging coffin also swayed even more violently. I stood on the hanging coffin like a small boat in the wind and waves, shaking.

Suddenly, a loud bang was heard, and the entire hanging coffin hit the ground at a very fast speed.

Bang!

The hanging coffin fell into the ground, but I didn't know if it was too heavy or what was going on. The hanging coffin fell into the ground half a meter deep.

You know, I have studied the hanging coffin before, but I didn’t see any holes on the hanging coffin at all!

It took about ten minutes to finally get the hanging coffin out, and I was already sweating profusely, and even the three sharp knives were bent.

When I thought of this, I subconsciously took a few steps back, a living person?

At that moment, I sat down next to the hanging coffin, took out the cigarette, and took a few sips.

At this moment, I tried my best to move. Due to the sequelae, I still couldn't move, but my fingers could move slightly.

etc!

At that moment, I circled around the hanging coffin for a few times, and then I thought about getting the hanging coffin out of the ground first.

Now, I dared not delay it. I stared at the hanging coffin for a while and found that the hanging coffin was inserted into the ground at about 60 degrees. My mind moved and looked around, and I found that there was a three-pointed knife near the corner of the wall.

Made, I was also anxious. Once the iron chain hits the head, there is no doubt that it will definitely be killed on the spot.

Made, how could there be such words on this hanging coffin?

Another possibility is that the hanging coffin is empty, and the sound of knocking on the empty coffin is also particularly crisp.

Strangely, the hanging coffin did not have rivets, which means that the coffin lid of the hanging coffin was only covered on it and was not riveted to death.

I immediately discovered a problem. The material used for hanging coffins is the best golden nanmu, but the ground is paved with gold. The golden nanmu is smashed into the ground paved with gold?

I was anxious and bit my tongue a bit. The severe pain made my body feel a little. I dared not hesitate and flashed to the left.

I patted my chest and couldn't help but take a deep breath. Made, if he was hit, he would definitely lose his life!

My face was happy, and it seemed that the sequelae were about to pass.

After a cigarette, I slowly got up, moved my limbs, took a deep breath to keep myself in my best condition, and then slowly approached the hanging coffin and found the position of the rivets.

Soon, I couldn't laugh anymore because I heard a crackling sound from above. Without looking up, I knew that the iron chains tied to the hanging coffin were about to fall off.

Is it a corpse?

Is it gold?

Or a strange treasure?

This made me feel very embarrassed. I squatted down in front of the hanging coffin and reached out to knock on the hanging coffin. The sound was very crisp.

Very dangerous!

When I thought of this, I almost frightened me. My feet flew desperately to the left, but my body was not controlled at all, as if it was stuck with 502 glue.

This thought flashed through, and I reached out to the lid of the hanging coffin, and I didn't move at all!

This is also expected. The hanging coffin fell into the ground about half a meter deep, and it is unlikely that it would be possible to lift the lid of the coffin.

The moment I left the hanging coffin, three iron chains hit me before, smashing a lot of marks on the entire hanging coffin and rubbing a lot of sparks.

My face suddenly became dark, no, no!

I was also anxious, and in the end I simply sat on the three-pointed knife and pried down with all my strength.

These two possibilities flashed through my mind, and I immediately concluded that there was a living person in the hanging coffin.

I was anxious, really anxious. Even the veins on my arms bulged, but I still couldn't move.

At that moment, I moved my limbs and could move. I hurriedly walked towards the hanging coffin. After a while, I found that the stripes carved on the hanging coffin were particularly strange. They were not like Chinese characters in China, nor were they like some symbols in China, but similar to an ancient character in Egypt.

Generally, if a coffin dies, the sound of the coffin should be a little dull and has a hint of echo.

For a moment, the ground was shining with golden light, and the smashed gold nuggets burst into all directions as fast as dust and sand.

With all kinds of doubts, I knocked on the hanging coffin again, yes, it was that crisp sound.

Fortunately, I was standing on the hanging coffin and was not injured by the gold nuggets!

The sound was getting closer and closer to me, like a death-seeking talisman.

I didn't think deeper, and reached out to touch the hanging coffin. Strangely, just a few minutes ago, the hanging coffin was still biting cold, but now the hanging coffin is no different from an ordinary coffin, and I feel a little warm.

I quickly took it over, inserted one end into the position where the hanging coffin touched the ground, and pried it hard. I was disappointed that the hanging coffin was too heavy and could not pried it at all.

I don’t know whether to be grateful or sad. Fortunately, the lid of the coffin was not riveted to death. It is very simple to open the coffin. Sadly, the coffin is not riveted into a life nail, which can only mean one thing, that is, the people pretending to be in this are not ordinary people, they are vicious people, or good people of ten generations.

This seems something is wrong!

This thought flashed through me, and I took a deep breath, and didn't care about so much. I immediately bowed to the coffin three times, said a lot of good words, and then walked slowly towards the coffin, intending to see what was in the coffin.

Of course, all this is based on the fact that living people can survive in the coffin. If they want to survive, there must be flowing gas in the coffin, so that the sound will become particularly crisp.

Mad, if there were really living people, there would be no flowing gas in this hanging coffin.

I was not in a hurry to open the coffin, mainly because I wanted to make some mental preparations. After all, opening the coffin must keep myself in the best condition, otherwise, if there is any danger, I will definitely die here.

But after walking around, I found a serious problem. The hanging coffin seemed to be a little wrong. There was something wrong with it, but I couldn't tell what it felt.

Now the sound of the hanging coffin is actually crisp. In this way, there are only two possibilities. One is that the hanging coffin contains a living person. The reason is very simple. The breath exhaled by the living person will affect the airflow in the coffin. The two airs intertwined each other, which will cause the wood of the coffin to invade the gas. Over time, the sound will naturally change.

No matter which one it is, this situation is not easy to deal with.

I swallowed, knocked on the coffin, and asked softly: "Are you still alive?"

The answer to me is the silence of death.

I didn't have time to think so much, so I grabbed the lid of the coffin and opened it suddenly. After just a look, my scalp numb and my feet quickly retreated to the back. I only had one idea in my mind, it was impossible, it was absolutely impossible, how could he be in the hanging coffin?
Chapter completed!