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Chapter 114

"What, what, a living person nailed in a coffin?"

Zhang Yourong almost stuck the lollipop in his throat, "Okay, just wait, I'll come right away!"

Chen Yan said: "You'd better call a few more people. There are nine coffins here. I don't know if there are any other living people, and the owner here is likely to show up. Be careful!"

"A member of the evil sect?"

"I'll save people first!"

After hanging up the phone, Chen Yan took out a silver needle, first stopped the boy's bleeding, then opened his clothes, and drew a blessing and exorcism charm on his chest... However, the nine coffins gathered together to form a formation, and the nine coffins interacted with each other.

Relatedly, there is still a steady stream of evil spirits coming from other places, faster than Chen Yan can absorb.

Chen Yan pushed the coffin, but did not push it. The coffin seemed to be nailed to the ground. He simply kicked on the coffin board and dismantled the entire coffin. He then lifted it hard and finally lifted up the bottom coffin board.

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"Kid, don't be afraid!"

"I'll take you out now!"

With the Zhu You Exorcism Talisman, the little boy became more energetic. It was obvious that he was a polite child. He said thank you, uncle...

The boy's hands and feet were nailed to the coffin board, directly penetrating the bones. It was painful. You can imagine that Chen Yan had never thought of such a cruel thing before, and he was really shocked and angry.

You can't just pull the nail out now.

The child can only be sent out of the house with the coffin board attached.

Just at this time, Zhang Yourong also arrived.

She didn't come alone, Wang Hongluan drove her here. Wang Hongluan screamed in horror when he saw the little boy nailed to the wooden board.

Zhang Yourong said: "I just called 120. The ambulance will be here soon. What's going on inside?"

Chen Yan said: "There are eight more coffins. I haven't had time to check them. Let's go now!"

“Go check it out!”

Wang Hongluan was also curious and wanted to take a look, but as soon as he reached the door, he was trembling all over and felt dizzy.

Chen Yan quickly held her waist and sucked away the evil spirit from her body: "Honey, there's a lot of evil inside. Don't go in, just wait outside... No, you go to the car and wait, it's not very safe here."

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"Okay, be careful!"

Door, open.

The evil spirit rushed towards my face.

Even though Zhang Yourong had the skills, he couldn't help but shiver and said, "It's so cold!"

Chen Yan said: "There is a lot of evil here, are you okay?"

Zhang Yourong said: "It's okay, go and save people!"

Without further delay, Chen Yan and the two of them split up and went inside to open the coffin. The first one opened the lid of the coffin facing the door.

Inside, there was also a half-grown boy.

But already...dead.

He looked almost the same as the one just now. His hands and feet were nailed and he bled to death. He must have been in great pain and fear before his death, and his face was extremely distorted.

"This is unreasonable. Who on earth could do such a heartbreaking evil thing?" Zhang Yourong was so angry that his chest kept heaving, but Chen Yan had no time to appreciate it now and hurriedly opened another mouthful. The result was the same.

Eight coffins in a row, eight and a half-year-old boys.

No one survives.

Zhang Yourong's body shook. First she was angry, and then Yin evil entered her body. She couldn't bear it anymore.

Chen Yan took her hand.

"I'll suck away the evil spirit from you!"

Zhang Yourong felt that Chen Yan's hand was very hot and warm.

For her, it was like a hot water bottle appearing in the ice and snow, and she quickly covered it with both hands.

The next second, she hugged his neck and threw herself on him, saying: "You are like a big stove, give me a hug, I'm going stiff!"

For a moment, Chen Yan felt like he was hit by two basketballs. It didn't hurt, it was soft, and it could kill someone.

He said: "Hey, don't take the opportunity to eat my tofu!"

Zhang Yourong: "What's wrong with just eating? Didn't you eat it too?"

I really don’t know how to answer.


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