C6 Mahogany blood coffin

Thus, he decided that this part of the journey was not too long. After walking for about the time it takes to make a cup of tea, the little Daoist felt that his Master had stopped in his tracks, followed by his own.

"Enough …" Open your eyes. " The old Daoist said with relief.

"Yes." The little Daoist replied. Even though the frightening voices in his ears had disappeared, and the gloomy feeling had also disappeared, he still did not dare open his eyes. He only opened a crack and a pair of black wood doors appeared in front of him.

"Stinking brat, only now do you know how to be afraid. Where did your courage go?" The old Daoist was still resentful towards the fact that Han Li had left him without permission, so he was somewhat displeased.

The Daoist turned his head and looked at the old Daoist and said timidly, "Master, I didn't mean not to follow you just now, I just felt something strange behind me. The Daoist turned his head and looked at the old Daoist and said timidly," Master, I didn't mean not to follow you just now, but I felt something strange behind me.

When he looked at the two wooden doors, he couldn't help but be taken aback. When he looked at them a moment ago, he wasn't able to see them clearly, but now that he looked carefully, he found that there were actually many strange runes drawn with blood on the wooden doors. The drawing method was very shrewd and contained a lot of spiritual energy, and with the little Daoist's current cultivation, he would probably not be able to draw such a profound rune in twenty to thirty years.

"This old woman Wang is really malicious. It seems like she is determined to take revenge on society. She will not let this matter rest until this city is dyed with blood." Forget it, today this humble Taoist will carry out justice on behalf of the heavens and accept you as my disciple! "

As his voice faded away, the old Daoist threw the horsetail whisk and a gust of cold Qi smashed into the two wooden doors. The two doors let out a sound that would make one's teeth ache as they slowly opened, and after a while, a mass of black, reddish mist suddenly rolled out of the house, at a very fast speed. Fortunately, the old Daoist was quick to react, and quickly pulled the little Daoist back a few steps, sweeping across a few times with the effects of the horsetail whisk.

"This black Yin Qi has already turned blood-red, it proves that Grandma Wang is about to undergo a Corpse Transformation. We need to stop it as soon as possible. Once the Corpse Transformation happens, the consequences will be unimaginable." The old Taoist took out several yellow paper talismans from his body, and was about to cast them. At this time, several large poisonous bugs suddenly crawled out from behind the wooden door, and there were also two large white snakes with two glaring blood-red thin lines running from the head to the tail. The rest of the poisonous insects had scorpions, centipedes, scorpions, and other poisonous creatures, all of which were pure white in color, and the smallest centipede was at least twenty centimeters long.

Once the poisonous bugs crawled out, they rushed towards the master and disciple duo, especially the two white poisonous snakes, who suddenly shot up and bit down towards their necks. The old Daoist did not change his expression, and waved the horsetail whisk in his hand again, striking the body of the poisonous snake that was pouncing towards him, and the poisonous insect crashed into the wall, rolling around a few times and perishing, then, the old Daoist took out a few yellow paper talismans and threw them on the ground, then the yellow paper talismans began to emit sound.

"Master... Master... "Hurry up and help me, your disciple won't be able to catch her breath …" The Daoist said with difficulty.

The old Daoist looked back, and saw that the little Daoist was hugging the white snake's neck with both hands, while the big white snake was opening its mouth wide, revealing two sharp fangs, continuously lowering the viscous, thick venom. The core of the snake was almost touching the little Daoist's face, and the snake's long body was wrapped around the small Daoist's waist, wrapping around it four or five times.

With a gloomy face, the old Daoist walked over and grabbed the head of the snake. With a slight force, the little Daoist heard a "kacha" sound coming from the snake's head, and guessed that its head had been crushed. The white body immediately went limp, and with a pull of his hand, the snake's body was pulled off and thrown onto the burning yellow paper talismans.

The Daoist coughed a few times, and finally recovered and said, "Master …" Why are there so many poisonous bugs in this house? "

Without even turning his head, he said: "Because the Yin energy in this room is very heavy, it is much purer than the Yin Qi in the Yin Gathering Formation. This is what these poisonous bugs like the most, after being nourished by the Yin Qi, they will undergo a change, so their size becomes much bigger, the blood-red line on their bodies is the best proof, these poisonous insects are all extremely poisonous, if bitten by them, they will definitely die without a cure."

When the Daoist heard his master's explanation, he was extremely terrified. He was secretly glad that his master was by his side. If it wasn't for that old man, he would have already died several times before he could even walk into the house.

At the same time, the little Daoist was also extremely shocked. Just what was the background of this old granny Wang? Whether it was her array techniques or sinister methods, all of them were extremely powerful.

At this time, the old Daoist suddenly turned around, looked at the little Daoist with a serious face, and said in a deep voice: "Brat, you have to follow me closely this time, always hide behind me, and don't walk around anywhere, this house is the master, I don't even know what kind of powerful zombie that Wangzi made me into, it would be better if it was just some ordinary zombies, if it was too fierce, then we, the two of us, would probably not be able to leave here alive. If you feel that I can't take it, then take this talisman and run away."

With that, the old Daoist fished out a blue talisman from his bosom and handed it to the little Daoist. Then he said, "I have taught you how to use this talisman. Follow this method and there won't be any problems."

The Daoist didn't stretch out his hand to receive the blue talisman. He felt that his Master was giving him his last words, so he said with a bit of grievance, "Master … "I can't leave you alone and run for my life. If I die, we die together."

"Stinking brat, what are you talking about? I'm talking about if it was the case, but we might not even die here. You can take this talisman and treat it as a backup!" The old Daoist said again.

Only after hearing his Master's words did the little Daoist accept the blue talisman in his hand and carefully place it on his chest.

The old Daoist nodded his head in satisfaction. Then, he took out a small medicine bottle and poured out some powder. He sprinkled it on the young Daoist and sprinkled some on his own body. Then, he quickly put the small bottle away.

The Daoist didn't understand, so he asked, "Master, what are you doing?"

"Master has just sprinkled some powder on you to prevent poisonous insects. There might be poisonous insects, snakes, and scorpions in this house that haven't run clean. If you get bitten, I'm unable to do anything, so it's best if we prepare in advance." As the old Daoist said this, he took another look at the room and slightly frowned again. His expression was so serious that it seemed as if water was about to drip out of it.

The Daoist replied and expressed his understanding. He then raised his peach wood sword. His heart was beating crazily, as if something was going to happen.

After waiting for a while, the rolling black fog in the room seemed to thicken a bit. A few poisonous bugs crawled out one after another. However, once they smelled the scent of the two of them, they quickly avoided them as if they were extremely afraid.

The little Daoist thought to himself, "Master's powder is really amazing, looks like I'll have to learn a lot from master in the future."

"Follow me in." As the old Daoist spoke, he waved the horsetail whisk left and right, sending a strong gust of astral wind into the room. The remaining black mist was immediately swept away.

As soon as the old Daoist entered the room, he stopped after two steps. The little Daoist was stupid, and almost bumped into his master again. Seeing that his master stopped and looked towards a certain direction, he stuck his head out from behind his master to look.

In the center of the room, there was a huge coffin. The coffin was blood-red as if it had been dyed with fresh blood, and on the blood-red coffin were many strange runes, looking extremely eerie and terrifying. Just by looking at it, the Daoist felt his stomach churning, as though he wanted to vomit.

For some reason, when the little Daoist saw this blood-red coffin, his first feeling was fear, fear that came from the bottom of his heart. He was so scared that he wanted to vomit. Even his body involuntarily trembled once again.