Chapter 27 Hanging the coffin to save people, miscellaneous hair is angry
At this moment, Zhang Jingru was lying almost half naked in the coffin. Her lips were blocked with a white lotus flower, and then her limbs were fixed to the bottom of the coffin with peach wood nails. There were rings with thorns on her neck and lower abdomen.
, trap it at the bottom and cannot move.
Blood as bright as fire slowly flowed out from the wounds all over her body and gathered in a shallow layer at the bottom of the coffin.
After seeing us, Zhang Jingru, whose eyes were already dull and dull, suddenly opened her eyes, and the light inside was frighteningly bright. This was the hope of life. She wanted to speak, but she couldn't make a sound. She could only cry with despair and innocence.
He looked at us with his eyes, and big drops of tears kept falling from the corners of his eyes, dripping into the pool of blood.
We were shocked when we saw this scene. Because it was hanging in the air, the coffin was almost at the same level as my neck. The hairy path was higher than me. When I saw the eyes of this little teacher’s niece, which contained boundless pain, I shouted loudly.
: "Little Poison, save her quickly!"
Almost without my greeting, the fat bug flew to Zhang Jingru's lips, which were as pale as a piece of paper. Then he cut off the white lotus flower blocking her mouth in two or two strokes, rolled it aside, and then vigorously moved it.
The body crawled towards Zhang Jingru’s lips.
Zhang Jingru had never had this kind of experience. Thinking of a soft insect crawling into her mouth, even though she was already weak, she still let out a hoarse cry.
However, the fat insect still persisted, and within a few seconds, he disappeared into the sandalwood mouth.
As soon as the fat bug entered the body, Zhang Jingru's face suddenly became a little more red. I also breathed a sigh of relief. I frowned at the hanging coffin and asked, "Didn't she die just now and turn into ashes?"
Appearing here again now?
Zamao Xiaodao answered me and said: "For the formation, this is not surprising. It may be an illusion, or it may be a folding of space. The door corresponding to it may be inside the coffin..." He
Picking up Lao Zhuang's mobile phone from the pool of blood, he said there was no signal here, how could it ring?
Just as he picked it up, the phone suddenly rang again, and the beautiful ethnic melody continued to echo in the tunnel.
I subconsciously glanced at my cell phone with a crossed signal bar, and then my face became a little strange - in this place where the signal is blocked, the cell phone rang, could it be a ghost call?
Lao Zhuang came over to look at the number and shouted in surprise: "It's the landline at home. My son must have been unable to sleep, so he called..." He stretched out his hand to grab it, then connected, and there was a call from the other end of the phone.
A confused child's voice: "Dad, where are you? Xiaoxin is so scared..."
Lao Zhuang said excitedly: "Xiaoxin, dad is in a factory in Weixiangli Industrial Park, xx District, Peng City. Please wake up your mother quickly and ask her to call the police..." Lao Zhuang spoke very quickly, and that
The child didn't care about her at all, but kept saying: "Dad, where are you? Xiaoxin is so scared..."
"Dad, where are you? Xiaoxin is so scared..."
"dad……"
The two of them talked about their own things for a long time. Suddenly, a frightening scream came from the other end of the phone, with fear that penetrated into the soul. Then the cell phone that Lao Zhuang put on his face was cluttered, and the hairy path suddenly
He reached out and grabbed it, threw it forward, and bang, the battery of the phone exploded, and the parts fell to pieces on the ground.
Lao Zhuang sat down on the ground, like a drowning man who had just been rescued from the shore, gasping for breath greedily. After a few seconds, he realized what he was doing, pulled Zamao Xiaodao's trousers and said: "Boss Xiao, my son is fine.
Well, what happened to him just now? My son doesn't know how to..." Zamao Xiaodao helped him up and said there was no need to worry, it was just a little trick and an illusion.
Faced with a father's worries, we were powerless to dissuade him. At this moment, a long groan came from the hanging coffin. After Fat Chongzi's treatment, Zhang Jingru finally regained some energy. We no longer paid attention to Lao Zhuang, and
He focused his attention on the coffin.
Although Zhang Jingru's body was no longer bleeding, the peach wood nails on her limbs were still deeply pierced, and the thorn wood rings between her neck and lower abdomen made it impossible for her to even move.
This coffin is extremely high and we cannot climb in and let Zhang Jingru loose it.
To rescue her, the only way to rescue her is to lower the hanging coffin and then slowly pull it out. Zamao Xiaodao's hand touched the iron chain that was as thick as a baby's arm and gently pulled it. It was very hard.
, it cannot be pulled off at all, and the iron chain is connected to the coffin quite deeply, so it will probably take a long time to take it off.
I'm a little confused. What are the enemies hiding in the dark thinking? They tied Zhang Jingru in mid-air before, and now they put her in a hanging coffin, but they don't let her touch the ground. Is there something special about this? It's like refining a little devil.
No, is Master Kang Jong-seok like that?
We discussed it and finally decided to have Zamao Xiaodao ride on my neck and cooperate with Fat Chongzi to rescue Zhang Jingru.
Zamao Xiaodao weighed 130, which was really light for me. I lowered my head and lifted him up easily. I couldn't see anything. I only heard the sound of the ghost sword waving above my head. After a while,
After more than a minute, Zamao Xiaodao reminded from above: "Little Poison, I took her out, please be patient!" I nodded and said come on.
As soon as I finished speaking, my shoulders sank, suddenly doubling in weight, and wet blood dripped on my forehead, making it stink.
Zamao Xiaodao was directing from above. After a while, we carefully placed Zhang Jingru on the ground. We saw that she was dying. Although her eyes opened showed that she was still alive, this life was like a candle in the wind, which could be extinguished at any time.
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Facing this beautiful Taiwanese girl with blood holes all over her body, Zamao Xiaodao and I were very busy, applying powder and cleaning the wounds. Fortunately, we carried wound medicine with us, which was enough, Wu Cui
Jun and Lao Zhuang also put aside their worries and helped. After a while, Zhang Jingru regained her breath, opened her lovely eyes, and cried with tears: "I thought I would never see you again.
Where are you, woo woo..."
Zamao Xiaodao is a comfort, but what exactly happened?
Zhang Jingru choked and choked, and then said that as soon as she stepped out of the door, she felt as if she had fallen into an abyss, and her consciousness immediately passed out. When she woke up, she felt tingling all over her body, and wave after wave of bone-deep pain hit her mind.
There was darkness all around, and she felt like she was on a boat, shaking a little. The blood in her body was passing by every second, getting colder and colder. She even thought that she had arrived in hell and was suffering endless punishment.
And at this moment, she saw the mixed-haired path, stepping on colorful auspicious clouds, appearing in front of her...
This girl showed incomparable weakness at this moment. When she spoke, her hands tightly grasped the corners of Zai Dao's clothes. Although her face was as white as paper, her eyes were shining brightly. I turned my face away and secretly cursed -
-Nima, we were obviously observing together, why did Mao only see Zamao Xiaodao being so handsome and attractive, but I was just a member of the crowd watching?
But I quickly figured it out. I guess the Zamao Trail is more lethal to the Yujie type of beauties.
Of course, this is not the time to care about this, and Zhang Jingru can't get any answers out of her mouth. Although the peach wood nails on her limbs have been removed, and there are fat bugs to help her clean them, she is so scarred at this moment that she can't even walk.
I couldn't move around. After applying the medicine, I called Wu Cuijun and Lao Zhuang and said that we have to guard against the enemy in front. You two should take turns carrying the Taiwanese girl on your back.
At the critical moment, no one refuted, Wu Cuijun nodded silently, but Lao Zhuang, still worried about his son, murmured to me, I glared at him and said, you should care about yourself, maybe,
You are the next one to die.
Hearing my harsh words, Lao Zhuang closed his mouth, put Zhang Jingru on his shoulders, and then carried her on his back.
We continued walking, and there was a passage on the opposite side of this room, but the lights on the wall were slightly farther apart, making the whole thing very dark. We continued walking, and after walking for more than ten meters, suddenly there was a muffled groan behind us, and we turned around.
Seeing Wu Cuijun squatting on the ground, there was an arrow on her right leg.
This silent attack made our spirits tense immediately. We looked around and saw that it was silent and nothing suspicious. When we got closer, we discovered that these arrows were shot from the wall of the passage.
, and at this moment the hole has already been tightly closed.
Wu Cuijun covered the blood flowing from his thigh and gritted his teeth tightly, sweating from the pain on his forehead.
We cut off the arrows and dug out the arrowheads. Wu Cuijun grimaced in pain. She had always been a pampered girl. She was so popular in the shopping mall that she couldn't help but get angry. She yelled towards the empty corridor: "You street kids, you have the skills."
Come out and leave your mother alone..."
Once this woman got angry, her level of swearing was simply embarrassing. After she yelled for a while, a gloomy voice suddenly echoed in the space: "Death, death, death..." This voice
The spooky and occasionally vaguely weird laughter makes the back of one's head feel numb, as if it is a sound coming from a secluded mansion.
Hearing this sound from hell, Wu Cuijun, Lao Zhuang and Zhang Jingru were all trembling with fear, while Zamao Xiaodao became silent.
His ears kept twitching, as if searching for the source of the sound, while his left hand kept counting.
After a few seconds, he stopped all movements, looked three meters ahead to the left, and suddenly shouted angrily: "You pretentious guy, do you think we have zero IQ?" After saying this, his body suddenly moved forward.
Okay, kick it on the extremely solid wall.
With the first kick, the wall trembled slightly, with the second kick, it began to shake, and with the third kick, veins popped out on the neck of the hairy path, like a small snake swimming.
He also suddenly became extremely angry. He pulled out the blood jade from his neck, bit the tip of his tongue, and sprayed out a mouthful of blood like an arrow. His figure suddenly grew a little bigger, and he moved out again, like a tiger, with another kick, he
A spiderweb-like crack appeared at the spot where he had just kicked. Zamao Xiaodao turned over, revealing the blood tiger red jade, and shouted: "Come out, blood tiger!"
A red tiger with glowing red jumped out from the hand of Zamao Path, smashed the wall into pieces, and then rushed towards the dozen or so people who appeared in front.
In my sight, a group of people from Da Mengzi were looking this way in astonishment.