Some people were crying softly in the darkness, and some were shivering. As soon as they closed their eyes, a terrifying picture of a forehead being pierced, blood splattering, and brains leaking out appeared, like a nightmare or a ghost, always lingering.
In the heart.
It is hard to forget the scene of the tragic death of a classmate, the miserable blood, the unwilling despair, the eyes that cannot be closed, and the young face, which appear in front of me from time to time. Four years of classmates, thirteen living lives, in the same place
The sky has left forever.
Although they are temporarily safe at this moment, many people cannot calm down at all, and are even more frightened. The tragic death of their classmates and the ferocious crocodile appear in their hearts from time to time, and they may never be forgotten in this life.
There was darkness in the giant bronze coffin. Some female students were sobbing and some male students were sighing. Although they escaped, the road ahead was uncertain and unpredictable.
Nine dragons pull the coffin, where are you going? Where is the other shore, where is heaven? The light has not been seen, but the sea of suffering is boundless. Are you moving along the ancient road traveled by the gods? What kind of place is that where the gods return?
place……
It wasn't until a long time later that the inside of the copper coffin became quiet. According to time on earth, it was already late at night. Everyone was exhausted and listless, and they all fell asleep.
Many people are still anxious and frightened in their dreams, holding tightly on the relics of gods, as if to gain a kind of dependence and dependence.
It was a torturous night. Many people could not sleep peacefully. They were woken up by nightmares from time to time. Some girls even woke up crying. It was not that they were weak, but that the experience was too terrible. Whether many things were true or false, if you only heard about them,
No matter how scary it is, it's just a story. But if you experience it yourself, it's completely different.
A group of urban men and women lived an extremely comfortable life on weekdays, but suddenly experienced such a tragic incident. This was an unimaginable impact on their minds. They witnessed the legendary demon gnawing at the corpses of their companions, and the people around them were shocked one after another.
How can we not be afraid of death?
Even a carefree person like Pang Bo has trouble falling asleep, not because of fear in his heart, but because he is woken up from time to time by the people around him. Ye Fan, like him, has a hard time falling asleep. People around him often talk in sleep or cry in nightmares, which makes him wake up from time to time.
Having trouble sleeping.
Only five or six hours had passed, and most of them had woken up. It was not until another two hours passed that everyone's mood calmed down a little. At this moment, no one knew where the ancient bronze coffin was traveling through the universe, and everyone began to think about it.
Real problems.
The bronze coffin is very stable, without any vibration, as if it has stopped in the star field. Is there any next stop? Maybe, it may float forever in the depths of the dead universe.
"Where will we get to?"
After crying and venting, even female classmates with weak nature had to start thinking about this issue.
"Will we reach the destination of the gods?"
The ancient road in the starry sky was created by our ancestors. In that distant place, there may really be gods, and we may reach a mysterious world.
"Does God really exist? We have seen the Nine Dragons pulling the coffin, the legendary Thunder Sound Temple, and the mythical Crocodile Ancestor. There should be no reason not to believe it. However, I still find it difficult to accept this reality. According to
My understanding is that gods may be just a race, or they may have once been on the earth with us."
As modern people, we hardly believe in the existence of God, but now we have to face it, and hearing Wang Ziwen say this makes it easier for people to accept it.
"Perhaps, those gods are no strangers to us. Perhaps they are a result of human evolution. They are probably ancient figures we are familiar with."
"Whether it is evolution or a special race, we have to admit that gods do exist, and it is obvious that ancient ancestors have been dealing with them for a long time."
There is a five-color altar on the top of Mount Tai, which was built by ancient ancestors. As early as countless years ago, seventy-two kings, three emperors and five emperors, climbed Mount Tai to worship. This is enough to explain something.
"Perhaps those gods are our ancestors..."
The Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors are all god-like ancient figures. According to legend, they are gods themselves. So it is conceivable that enshrining Zen in Mount Tai is not that simple. There are many possibilities.
Perhaps they are calling for life in the stars and sending some kind of message to the dead universe.
Maybe, they can really fly to the sky and escape from the earth. The ancient earth has made them feel constrained and not broad enough, so they climbed Mount Tai, left the earth, and entered the vast depths of the universe.
Perhaps, the earth is just a way station, a temporary stop for those beings who are both humans and gods, and a journey in their long lives.
Maybe……
No one can say clearly what happened in those far-off ancient times. Everything is just "maybe". There is only one thing that cannot be denied. The ancient ancestors have opened the door to the starry sky and explored the boundless depths of the universe.
"Why are not you talking?"
The ancient bronze lamp had been extinguished, and the inside of the copper coffin was dark. Everyone was not too scattered, and the distance was very close. Next to Ye Fan, the man was leaning against the coffin wall and remained silent, which attracted his attention.
"What's wrong, are you still jealous that I beat you up?" Pang Bo was very dissatisfied and sneered: "You almost pushed Ye Fan out of the five-color altar and killed his life. It's cheap to beat you up, otherwise I will
It’s not an exaggeration to throw you into a pile of divine crocodiles.”
"Hey, wake up and talk." A person next to him gave him a push.
However, what people didn't expect was that this man not only didn't respond, but also fell to the ground with his hands, making a "pop" sound.
"What's wrong with you?!" The person who pushed him was shocked and backed away in fright.
At this time, everyone felt something strange. Even if they were sleeping soundly, they would probably wake up if they fell to the ground like this. However, he remained motionless, lying there quietly, like a piece of wood.
"Wake up, wake up quickly!" Pang Bo stepped forward and pushed him. Seeing that he was still not awake, he patted his cheek and suddenly exclaimed: "Why is your skin so cold and your body is a little stiff!
"
Hearing this, everyone felt horrified, with chills from head to toe, and a bad premonition appeared in their hearts.
Ye Fan felt that something was very bad, so he reached out and reached between his mouth and nose. Finally, he lost consciousness and said: "He's dead. He has no breath for a long time."
"What?!" Everyone screamed.
How could a living person suddenly die? Not long ago, he was still talking in his sleep and suffering from nightmares, but now he has lost his life silently. It is really suspicious.
The giant bronze coffin was suddenly filled with tension and depression. In the darkness, everyone was breathing heavily and feeling cold all over. This was too sudden and evil, and could not be explained. Everyone was holding tightly the relics of the gods in their hands.
"Turn on your phone to see how he died?" Ye Fan said as he raised his phone and stared forward with the help of the faint light.
It was a pale face, with protruding eyes and wide eyes. The mouth was slightly open, with a little bloodshot flowing from the corners of the mouth.
"Really dead..." Everyone was dejected and frightened. The sudden death made everyone feel a chill on their backs. There seemed to be something terrible in the copper coffin.
Several brave classmates began to examine his whole body to find out the cause of death.
"Look, his neck..."
His neck was bruised and full of blood, as if someone had strangled him, and the purple-red marks were shocking.
"Ghost... there is a ghost in the copper coffin!" A girl was frightened and spoke tremblingly, full of fear.
Hearing these words, many people immediately felt their scalps go numb. The purple bruises looked like fingerprints left by evil ghosts, as if they had been strangled to death.
Especially now that everyone is in such a coffin, it creates even more terrible suspicions and associations. The coffin within the coffin not far away looks like the gate of hell, which makes people frightened. Many people can't help but take a few steps back.
Ye Fan frowned and reached out to touch the throat of the corpse. He found that the Adam's apple was broken and the place was soft. Only the flesh and skin were still intact and not torn. Dots of blood were printed on his hands, which looked very charming and charming.
Feeling cold in my heart.
"It's not a ghost, he was killed!" At this moment, Liu Yunzhi said these words in a gloomy tone, and he glanced at Ye Fan coldly.
Pang Bo saw him glance at Ye Fan, and immediately glanced at him and said, "What do you mean?"
"Judging from the wounds, he was strangled to death. Who can do all this silently?" Liu Yunzhi looked very cold, staring at Ye Fan and Pang Bo, and said: "The only one who is closest to him and has strong hands
Amazing people can do it!"
As soon as these words came out, it was obvious that the target of the attack was directed at Ye Fan, because he was close to the deceased, had extraordinary physique, and had extremely strong hands, which was well known to everyone.
"You're talking nonsense!" Pang Bo was angry. He picked up the bronze plaque with the sound of thunder and wanted to take a picture of it.
Liu Yunzhi sneered, looked at him and said, "Do you want to help others kill me and silence me?"
Ye Fan grabbed Pang Bo and stopped his impulse.
"It's Ye Fan, he's the one who killed him!" The female classmate who had always been on Liu Yunzhi's side and had helped him talk to Li Changqing several times shouted in horror: "It must be Ye Fan, he is seeking revenge. Revenge is here.
The hatred that almost got pushed out of the altar!"
Hearing these words, others suddenly thought of what happened not long ago, and several people immediately took a few steps back.
"That's right, it's Ye Fan. He killed his classmate!" Li Changqing gritted his teeth and said, "Maybe there's someone out there to help!"
Pang Bo suddenly felt the urge to rush over and give them a good slap.
"Buzz"
Liu Yunzhi raised the vajra pestle in his hand, and it made a metallic trembling sound, and an extremely weak brilliance flowed out.
Everyone was shocked. The relics of the gods in their hands all became ordinary and could no longer shine. However, Liu Yuanzhi's vajra actually had supernatural power, which was beyond everyone's expectations.
"Ye Fan, you are too cruel. Even if he was at fault first, you should not take revenge like this..." Liu Yunzhi took two steps forward with the vajra pestle.
"I said I didn't kill anyone, do you believe it?" Ye Fan glanced at everyone.
"Of course I believe it!" Pang Bo was the first to stand up.
"I believe it too!" Zhang Ziling also stepped forward.
Ye Fan looked at the others again and said, "Don't you believe it?" Then his eyes stayed on Li Xiaoman.
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