Rebirth of Ghost White

Jumping off the horse, standing on the ground in a squatting position, stretching out a pair of long arms, frowning deeply, and reaching the sky with the long arms, there is a sense of heroism and righteousness.

It's a pity that he waited and waited, waited and waited, the bright sunlight blinded him, and he vaguely saw the red shirt descending from the sky, brushing his cheeks, and heading to the other side.

Is this over?

He was puzzled and was about to stop, but he saw a big red long box following the red shirt. The long box was small at first sight, but it suddenly became several times larger when it fell.

Finally, with a loud bang, Qiangliang felt dizzy, his arms were completely paralyzed, his feet were sunken in the soil and he couldn't move, he was nailed to the ground like a nail.

Whether the box is light or heavy, under normal circumstances, with his skill, he can completely control it.

But it fell from the sky. The huge pressure and gravity are unbearable for ordinary people. If you rush to pick it up, you may be overturned to the ground with the box and crushed into a pile of mud.

But for some reason, the box fell on his hand impartially. Although it was a bit heavy, he felt an inexplicable closeness to the box, as if he had seen it somewhere before.

He lowered his eyes and looked carefully, but was surprised to find that this is not an ordinary red long box? !

The whole body of this box is glowing with a strange red color. The color and texture of this box are definitely not something that can be dyed by colored paint. Don't be soaked into blood red.

When Qiang Liang thought of this, he couldn't stop trembling all over his body.

He squinted his eyes, trying to figure out why, but was even more shocked to find that the body of this weird red box was actually carved with various complicated and weird patterns.

Ghosts with mouths wide open, monsters with tearing eyes, and all kinds of unnamed blood-devouring monsters, all of these weird creatures have a Hittite face, with sharp fangs open wide, It seemed that two drops of blood could drip out at any time.

Here, where is this motherfucker? !

He, he is clearly holding a coffin now!!!

Bloody red coffin!

Qiangliang was flustered and wanted to rub his eyes to see if he was hallucinating, but he found that he was holding the heavy blood coffin with both hands, unable to move at all!

There were ten thousand beasts galloping past in his heart, he turned his head to look blankly, but was surprised to find that except for the ghost lamp, everyone's eyes were all on Bai Luo?

Damn, in this situation, shouldn't he be the focus of the audience? !

What I'm holding is a coffin, a coffin!

A coffin that fell from the sky!

To be precise, what everyone was looking at was not Bai Luo, but the dog-like man in red clothes he was holding.

Liufang hooked her hands around Bai Luo's neck, and her pair of glowing peach blossom eyes smiled into a beautiful crescent shape.

It should be Gu Pansheng's appearance, and the words he said are more suitable for the posture of the two of them doing things now.

"Am I good looking?"

Bai Luo's first impression of the system was extremely bad, but now it can only be worse. He has a cold face full of disgust, and wants to throw this person off him.

But this person stuck to his body like mangy candy, and he couldn't even shake it off, and his arms were strangling his neck tightly.

It was obviously an unpleasant behavior, but the perpetrator still looked nonchalant, smiling harmlessly to humans and animals, and his big white teeth blinded people's eyes.

"Get down!"

With his arms hanging down, Bai Luo looked coldly at the salted fish-shaped person hanging on his body.

"Got it!"

……

I was still thinking about how Bai Luo would deal with him if he didn't come down again, but he didn't expect this person to come down from his body without warning.

The process was quite smooth, and the movements were very smooth.

Didn't hold on at all...

In this way, he seemed hypocritical, he touched his nose in embarrassment.

The system walked in front of Qiangliang in three or two steps, changed his playful smile just now, put his hand on his shoulder, and thanked him earnestly.

Bai Luo's arms hung down, fluttering in the wind.

Ghost Lantern had already taken over the heavy coffin from Qiang Liang's hands, and his usually dark and quiet eyes were shining with a faint light at this moment.

The sunlight passed over his head, imprinting a somewhat ethereal and fairy appearance, and the whole person was unbelievably gentle.

He stared at the red coffin in his arms, and there seemed to be a cluster of jumping red flames in his eyes. Although he didn't say a word, he had no regrets, and his eyes couldn't hide his emotion.

As if holding the most precious treasure in this life, Ghost Lantern hugged the coffin, with an obsessive look, as if he wanted to see the person lying inside through the thick coffin.

"With my ability, I can only help you get here. This blood coffin was snatched from Mengguiling by you and Yuzi at the risk of being strangled."

The coffin was protected by a hundred ghosts, sacrificed with blood, the day and night of strangulation, I am afraid that I will never forget it.

"Blood has been used to live for tens of thousands of years, and it has been sacrificed for nearly a hundred years. It is the most vicious and evil thing in the world..."

The system paused, and gave him a complicated look, "If you want to die, this is the best choice."

This heavy coffin is bright red and thicker than blood. Kunlun is high in altitude, shrouded in mist, and covered with snow and ice all year round. It is impossible to bring such a coffin up the mountain.

If the system had inherited half of his father's abilities, he would be able to transport the coffin to the top of the mountain in one go!

I only hate that he has been ignorant all these years, and he likes to specialize in the unofficial history of all walks of life on weekdays. He is the most ignorant and ignorant of the prodigals in the entire ruling circle, and also the most ignorant of the bunch of ignorant and unskilled prodigals.

Thinking about it now, the system suddenly felt that he was a bit out of place!

Relying on the fact that the father is the boss (the highest responsible person in the system circle is similar to the emperor>O

He counted with his fingers, and found painfully that he had only ever been bound to a host like Ghost Lamp.

It really brought into full play the potential of the second generation of officials' inaction.

Everyone present looked thoughtfully at the blood coffin in Ghost Lantern's arms.

Obviously, there is a big living person lying in it, maybe it should be said that a big living person is about to die?

White Pond.

……

What does it mean to die and survive?

They seemed to know something vaguely, but they didn't dare to make more guesses.

"There are still ten days." Ghost Lantern touched the coffin, "After ten days, it will be his deadline."

"What, what!"

It's so fast, the deadline is approaching, if Bai Ze can't recover his vitality before then, there will only be a dead end of exhaustion!

Of course Qiang Liang knew what would happen if his vitality was exhausted and he died. He had seen too many fairy spirits who fell into the Death Valley because they were seriously injured and could not receive timely treatment.

Due to the loss of vitality, in the case of the living dead, that is to say, the consciousness is still there, the body and skin turn into gray powder little by little, and the wind blows and disperses...

In the end, even the bones became more and more rotten and black...it turned into a pool of mud, which was much more sad than being stabbed to death with a knife.

Thinking of this, Qiang Liang couldn't help but get chills down his spine, and suddenly his hair stood on end.

Bai Ze is so handsome and handsome, with a ethereal celestial appearance, how can he be confused with that pile of mud.

"Boom boom"

There was a deafening thunder from above, and the sky that had been clear just now was suddenly covered with black clouds, and a piece of pitch black spread all over the foot of Kunlun Mountain.

It is like a pool of chilling and thick ink, making people uneasy, and even breathing is suppressed.

"Heavy rain is coming."

Bai Luo glanced at the blood coffin in Ghost Lantern's arms, forced himself to divert his gaze, and looked at the black cloud that was about to press down on his head with a complicated expression.

"This rain is ominous."

Swish, the big raindrops have started to fall crazily, and the surrounding area is dark, like night.

There were no traces of cattle and sheep. Except for their group, there was no trace of popularity at the foot of the mountain.

He twirled the raindrops that seemed to be too thick to melt between his fingers, when a strong wind happened to blow in his face, Ghost Lamp wrinkled his nose, it was pitch black, but it couldn't hide the rage in his eyes.

"It's not rain."

Not rain?what is that? !

The entire sky was covered by black clouds, densely packed, it was hard to imagine that it was not rain, but what else!

As soon as these words came out, the already depressing atmosphere instantly stiffened.

A drop of liquid happened to land on the corner of Qiangliang's mouth. He stretched out his tongue to lick/lick/lick, his face suddenly turned pale, and he said stiffly:

"I, I seem to know what this is..."

"It's blood." Yuzi spoke out first, and silently moved to Qiangliang's side.

He paused, and seemed to recall something, his face suddenly turned pale, and there were fine beads of sweat on his forehead.

"The taste of this blood...is a bit familiar."

I want to finish it as soon as possible, it has been delayed for a year, thanks to the little angel who has been silently supporting! (_)

偷棺

Blood, the smell is familiar?

This is definitely not good news for them.

Yuzi said the last sentence but didn't finish the sentence. For a while, everyone's hearts were in suspense, but he was stunned and couldn't remember where he met him.

There was only a dim yellow oil lamp flickering on and off. There were five people in the small tent, plus a coffin.

The bleak wind outside the tent wailed non-stop, like a ghost, and the big rain of blood hit around the tent, crackling, as if countless hands were beating desperately, screaming, trying to tear the tent apart.

The white tent cloth is shabby, it was tied at the foot of the mountain when Bai Luo took Bai Ze down the mountain many years ago, and several years have passed in a flash.

Now there is no sign of Bai Ze, only Bai Luo and a coffin, it can be regarded as revisiting the old place.

Qiangliang's gaze has been sweeping across the coffin next to Ghost Lamp, and finally mustered up the courage to ask tentatively:

"This coffin...does it need to be ventilated?"

Translated, it is Bai Ze