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Chapter 615 Pushing the Coffin

Losing the pressure of the coffin, the corpse lying in the coffin, covered in gold powder and with a face on its chest, suddenly came to life at this moment, and then stood up from the coffin suddenly.

The smell of corpses that had been trapped in dust for a long time also spread at this time, and soon filled the entire hall.

"Tick tock, tick tock."

The smelly blood dripped from the bloody head, and the strange cheek on the chest also showed a ferocious look at this moment, looking very angry, as if he was angry because he was awakened from a sweet dream.

Li Gui sat up in an instant, causing everyone's hearts to tremble, and cold sweat breaking out all over their bodies. Everyone's eyes widened in shock, and their bodies seemed to be frozen in fear.

"Pfft——!"

The standing corpse seemed to completely break the supernatural balance in the hall. The oil lamp that had been burning suddenly went out after making a sudden explosion, as if it had exhausted its last energy.

in a blink.

Before they had time to figure out the situation, everyone felt their eyes go dark and lost their vision.

The bright hall instantly fell into darkness, as if it merged with the darkness outside the door.

No, it's not like that.

"Tap tap tap..."

The lights went out, and the protection of the hall seemed to have lost its effect at this time, and the clear sounds of footsteps gradually began to echo in everyone's ears.

At this moment, the evil ghost outside the door completely crossed the door frame and poured into the hall. The air in the hall became colder, and the permeating smell of rotting corpses also rapidly intensified and became more and more intense.

Various figures exuding a cold aura emerged, and their number continued to grow.

At this moment.

The boundary between humans and ghosts was completely broken. With the influx of evil ghosts, the hall seemed to have turned into a big chaos, and all kinds of weird things were mixed in.

"The ghost is coming in."

The sound in their ears made everyone break into a cold sweat and hold their breath. They didn't dare to take a breath for fear of provoking something unclean.

If it hadn't been for the emotional damage caused by the evil ghost's erosion, I'm afraid that many people would have been frightened out of fear and screamed at this moment.

Once you make a sound, you might be targeted by ghosts instantly.

Just by listening to the footsteps, you can tell that there are a lot of ghosts rushing into the hall. Who knows if there are ghosts here who will target you just because you make a little noise.

Fortunately, most of the people present are not fools. As ghost controllers, they know more or less how to survive as much as possible in supernatural events.

Never move around at this time.

Ghosts kill people according to the rules of killing. Even if the ghosts have poured into the hall at this moment and are under the same roof with everyone in the hall, as long as the living people do not mess around, the possibility of being targeted is smaller.

Of course, such behavior of standing still can only reduce the probability of being targeted by ghosts as much as possible, but it cannot completely guarantee that you will not be targeted. After all, there are always some ghosts' killing patterns that are easily triggered.

At that time, the person being targeted can only admit that he is unlucky and then wish for happiness.

In the darkness, everyone who could no longer see anything could only choose to stay where they were.

At the same time, most people, on the basis of sticking to their original positions, recalled Jiang Hao's reminder just before opening the coffin.

Although they didn't know the reason why Jiang Hao asked them to do this, thanks to their experiences in the past few days, many people chose to believe Jiang Hao at this critical moment.

However, if some people are willing to believe it, there must be some people who do not believe in evil, or people who are so frightened that their thoughts are confused and do not squat down in time.

However, it doesn't seem to matter whether they have time to squat down now.

Because the ghost who stood up from the coffin has not yet left the coffin.

And only Li Leping knows about this matter now.

The oil lamp went out, but the sudden darkness did not affect the sleepwalker's perception.

In the darkness, everything that can move, be it humans or ghosts, is within his special field of vision.

However, Li Leping, who had this advantage, kept his landing position without even moving after jumping off the altar.

Because he felt as if he was being stared at by the corpse standing up from the coffin.

"Are you targeting me?"

Li Leping suddenly felt an unusual sense of discomfort, and his numb face showed some movement.

In the corner of the eye, the corpse that was smeared with a layer of gold powder for some unknown reason remained motionless, but its bloody head had turned slightly, and a pair of gray eyes that revealed the aura of death also turned towards Li.

Leping seemed to be eyeing him, the thing closest to him.

"Is it so unlucky..."

While thinking secretly in his heart, Li Leping was not too surprised.

Although today's process is called "please come to the court" to put it nicely, to put it bluntly, it is to open the coffin and release the ghost.

Such behavior itself has huge hidden dangers, and because he is the person closest to the coffin, he is most likely to be targeted by ghosts after opening the coffin.

While he was thinking about it, he had already grasped the short stick tightly in his hand.

If something goes wrong, he will immediately get up and fight with the ghost in the coffin.

This hall itself is full of weirdness, and the ghosts imprisoned in the coffin that can be placed in the most conspicuous position are absolutely terrifying. Once a confrontation occurs, you must go all out and end the battle as quickly as possible, otherwise you will definitely die.

Own.

But just when Li Leping was ready for the situation to get out of control.

The corpse suddenly turned around like a twisting clockwork.

Under Li Leping's careful observation, the strange corpse finally turned towards the front of the hall, as if it was overlooking the people and ghosts in the hall.

"Didn't you target me?"

Li Leping was confused by the ghost's sudden change of direction.

What made him even more surprised was that after the corpse turned towards the main hall, it stopped moving, like a completely dead corpse standing in the coffin.

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After waiting for a few seconds, Li Leping didn't understand.

He originally thought that after opening the coffin, the ghost in the coffin would come out of the coffin and attack any target that met the murderous rules.

Unexpectedly, the ghost just stood there without moving.

"what happened?"

at the same time.

When he fell into deep thought and had to make further judgments on the situation.

In the not-so-spacious hall, a ghost controller squatted on the spot like a frightened bird, with the hairs all over his body standing on end.

"Someone touched me."

A strange cold feeling was transmitted to the brain through the skin, and the ghost master only felt that something cold suddenly touched his arm at this moment.

And what made his scalp numb the most was that this thing didn't leave after touching him, but had a faint tendency to continue to get closer. The weight on his hand became heavier and heavier, like a cold corpse.

He is constantly squeezing himself.

Involuntarily, the ghost rider was obviously panicked in fear and actually turned on the flashlight to see what was pressing on one of his arms.

But.

When the flashlight lights up, the light seems to hit a black wall. The darkness in the hall seems to have materialized, suppressing the light of the flashlight to the extreme. Normally it can illuminate at least dozens of meters.

The flashlight outside could barely illuminate a few dozen centimeters in front of me at this moment.

But this faint light was enough for the ghost controller to regain his sight and see what was causing trouble around him.

It was at this moment that the hairs all over the ghost controller's body stood up.

He saw a body bent over, with its face already in front of him.

This corpse seemed to be a female corpse, with long hair scattered on her forehead, covering her appearance, but it could not hide the pale skin color of the rest of her body.

"ah……"

The ghost rider wanted to scream out of instinct, but he covered his mouth out of rationality, so that in the end he only made a faint sound.

However, I don't know whether it was his weak voice or the action of covering his mouth that violated the taboo.

next moment.

The female corpse in front of him had a strange change.

The long hair that was scattered in front of his face seemed to be blown away by an invisible wind, and a pale dead face came into view.

Immediately afterwards, the dead man opened his mouth wide, giving people the impression that he was about to scream.

"ah--!"

However, it was not the corpse with its mouth that opened its mouth that actually screamed, but the ghost master in front of the corpse.

After the corpse's mouth opened, what came from inside was not a scream at all, or in other words, no sound came out at all.

What appeared in front of this ghost controller was a hand.

A pale palm with even saliva on its surface stretched out from the female corpse's mouth and immediately grabbed the ghost controller who had no time to react.

"Click, click."

Five fingers clung to the frightened face of the ghost controller, and along with a series of sounds of broken bones, the ghost controller couldn't even use his ghost abilities, so his head was crushed alive. On the spot

Died.

"Someone was killed."

Everyone who heard the screams felt chills in their hearts, and the pressure in their hearts was getting bigger and bigger. However, they remained silent, their bodies firmly fixed in one position, and they did not dare to make any big movements.

Because everyone knows that the reason why they haven't been targeted by ghosts yet is actually due to their lack of random activities. If they lose their footing at this time, they will be targeted by ghosts instead.

"What the hell is this thing doing?"

Li Leping glanced at the killed ghost master, and then focused his eyes again on the ghost on the altar next to him.

He originally wanted to release the ghosts and let them attack those who entered the hall.

Unexpectedly, the ghost stopped moving after standing up from the coffin, as if it was on strike.

"Is it because the murder pattern hasn't been triggered yet?"

Li Leping thought calmly and could only think of such an explanation.

Excluding all external factors, there must be only one reason why the ghost did not attack, and that is that the killing pattern was not triggered.

"But how could it be? This thing made such a fuss on the second day, but then became quiet after everyone lowered their postures. Doesn't this imply that the killing pattern of ghosts is related to height?"

"Wait a moment……"

Suddenly, an idea flashed in Li Leping's mind. He looked at the ghost standing in the coffin, looking down at the hall, and seemed to realize the key to the problem.

Say nothing.

He did something that would seem absolutely taboo to normal people.

He took a few steps back and walked around behind the altar.

Immediately afterwards.

He stood up slowly, as if he had locked onto a target, and pushed the black coffin forward.

boom!

He pushed the coffin and the ghost down from the altar, and the loud and dull sound almost frightened those who were already so tense due to fear to the point of having a heart attack.

But soon.

An even more creepy sound came.

"Crunch, crunch."

The moment the coffin was pushed down to the altar, the ghost standing inside finally started to move. A palm slowly pressed on the edge of the coffin, and then he walked out of the coffin stiffly.

"It's that ghost."

Jiang Hao, who heard the movement, judged it instantly, and at the same time felt a little uneasy in his heart.

Li Leping finally invited the ghost on the altar.

But no one knows what this ghost's activities actually mean.

"Is it possible?"

Li Leping always stared at the golden corpse walking out of the coffin, feeling a little uncertain in his heart.

After all, the last time I used ghosts to deal with ghosts was back in the ghost painting incident, and the trouble caused that time could be said to be unimaginably terrifying.

But soon.

As Li Leping watched, a strange and incredible scene appeared.

The ghosts coated with gold powder began to make heavy footsteps in the hall, and began to patrol like guards.

Every time you take a step, there will be a few more black and red blood flowers on the ground.

This is formed from the blood dripping from the ghost's face.

"Ah~!"

Soon, a ghost was attacked and let out a shrill scream.

In sight, the golden corpse walked up to a ghost that was also wandering in the hall, and then unexpectedly stretched out its palm covered with gold paint.

The seemingly simple and rough movements seemed to contain a terrifying suppressive effect. The evil ghost who was enough to make people feel desperate was like a chicken that could be easily crushed to death in the hands of this corpse.

After grabbing the ghost, the skinny palms burst out with terrifying power, like twisting a twist. One hand grabbed the ghost's waist and the other hand grabbed the ghost's head, easily twisting the ghost's head 360 degrees.

.

"thump."

At this point, a ghost was dealt with, and its body fell to the ground, twisted out of shape. There were still golden handprints on its waist and head.

"This ghost is more sinister than I imagined."

As the only one present who could clearly see the attack on the golden corpse, Li Leping's eyes moved slightly, feeling that he had underestimated the horror level of the corpse imprisoned in the coffin.

However, judging from the current situation, he finally invited the ghosts down from the altar, and indeed began to attack the ghosts in the hall.

"Is it really that simple?"

However, an uneasy thought always lingered in Li Leping's mind.


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