I cried after fighting with the villain [Quick Transmigration]

The two stayed in the house for three days, and there was no movement in the coffin. If the system hadn't repeatedly confirmed that the people inside were safe and sound, Li Yu couldn't help but lift the coffin board.

The old temple master was sitting by the French window in the living room basking in the sun, glanced at the people walking around beside the coffin, "Little brother, please be safe and don't be impatient."

Li Yu suppressed the impatience in his heart, and went into the kitchen angrily to cook lunch for the old man, so as to divert his attention.

Day after day passed like this, and the coffin boards were still pressed so hard that nothing moved.

That night, Li Yu had a dream, the dream was pitch black, and he couldn't see anything.

After a short hesitation, he raised his hand and touched it tentatively to identify the direction, but he touched a piece of cold hardness, like a solid wall, and also like cold metal.

At this moment, he realized that he was trapped.

In a panic, his wrist was gripped by a cold hand, and breath sprayed from top to bottom to the top of his head.

Li Yu thumped in his heart, it was amazing, I fell asleep and fell asleep in the coffin!

"Sheng Yiming?" He tentatively said, "It's you, right?"

The breathing on the top of his head became a little heavier, spreading along his ears, "Call my husband."

Obviously the encroaching breath is terribly cold, but it makes people feel hot, wishing to find a piece of sand to drill down to cool off.

Li Yu shrank his shoulders and called out bitterly to her husband.

Sheng Yiming was satisfied, and hugged the young man tightly with his cold body, and even started to act recklessly because he was in a dream.

Li Yu felt that he had really become a fish. He was wrapped in the center of the flowing water, and no matter how he fled, he was always under the control of the other party.

After struggling in vain for an unknown amount of time, the fish's head finally emerged from the water.

Li Yu woke up.

He stared blankly at the dark ceiling, panting for a while.

"1551, I dreamed of him."

"And then? Did you do anything?"

The system asked very purely, and Li Yu blushed with embarrassment. He couldn't tell anyone about God's friendship.

He said solemnly, "Talked a few words casually."

The system is not stupid, "I don't believe it."

"Believe it or not." Li Yu lifted the quilt, sat up from the sofa, and could see the big black coffin when he looked up.

He leaned over and pressed his ear to the side of the coffin, "Did you just give me a dream, just knock once if it was you, and keep quiet if it wasn't."

thump.

A very faint sound came from inside the coffin.

Li Yu licked his lower lip, "Miss me?"

There was another soft sound in the coffin.

Li Yu opened his hands, not too dirty, hugged the rough wood and kissed it, and when he came back from the toilet, he carried his quilt to the carpet and spread it, leaning his back against the coffin and closing his eyes.

This scene shocked the old Guanzhu who got up early and was about to practice Taijiquan. He thought that the young man couldn't wait any longer, and couldn't think of dying for love.

He bent down and patted the young man's face lightly, "Hey, wake up, why did you move here?"

Li Yu opened his sleepy eyes, his mind was blank, and it took him a while to remember what happened last night, and sat up with the carpet on his back.

"I'm afraid he'll be alone in the coffin."

"..." The old viewer looked shocked, "You young people, what are you thinking about?"

Li Yu smiled embarrassedly, and told what happened in his dream last night.

The temple master was taken aback when he heard the words, and immediately counted with his fingers.

After repeated calculations for three rounds, he finally confirmed, "His three souls have solidified, so he can enter your dream. After another seven days, you can use what you have in your hand."

After finishing speaking in a serious manner, the old temple master rubbed his hands and laughed, "Can't you really show it to me?"

Li Yu said seriously, "You are an ordinary person, you can't see things even if they are in front of you."

The old viewer was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, so he had to ask for it from other places, "I want to eat roast duck, roast goose, and white chicken for lunch!"

Li Yu, "You have a beer belly, let's have porridge and steamed buns for lunch today."

The Lord of the Temple, "..."

The divine communication continued, and every night for the next seven days, Li Yu would be dragged into the coffin in his dream.

The coffin is strong and will not fall apart no matter how hard it is tossed.

At noon seven days later, the doorbell rang suddenly, and it was Sheng Yiming's special assistant who came.

Everyone in the group knew about the boss having a boyfriend, and the special assistant was not surprised when he saw the young man who opened the door, and said with a smile, "I'm here to get a document."

Sheng Yiming's documents were all in the study, and he had to pass through the coffin on the way there. Li Yu was afraid of scaring people to death, so he didn't dare to let him in, so he volunteered to help get them out.

The special assistant held the document to leave, just turned around, and suddenly turned around when he remembered something, "Can I ask, when will President Sheng come back?"

Li Yu guessed that something happened to the company, "What's wrong?"

The special assistant said, "There will be a foreign delegation coming over next month. It would be best if Mr. Sheng is here."

Li Yu looked back at the temple master hiding behind the door, and the temple master shook his head at him.

"Sorry, I'm not sure if he can come back."

The special assistant said it was all right, "Actually, Mr. Sheng had already arranged work for nearly half a year before he left, because he said at the time that the return date was uncertain, maybe earlier or later, so I just asked a lot."

Li Yu watched the special assistant leave, and only frowned after closing the door.

Half a year.

Apparently, before he moved the coffin, the target had already expected that things would not be easy to solve.

Li Yu didn't know how long he stood there, until the old priest clutched his stomach and shouted that he was hungry, he regained his energy and went to the kitchen.

What is half a year, one year, two years, five years, even a lifetime, he is willing to wait.

At midnight that night, Li Yu used the props according to what the old temple master said.

The resurrected card is similar to the card he used in the first world, and it will not appear as a concrete prop like in other worlds, and it will only move according to his thoughts.

The idea of ​​using the card fell, and the ring group in the center of the card disappeared. In the dim living room with spotlights on, a large bird with long tail feathers spread its wings out of thin air.

Li Yu had read fairy tales, and the bird in front of him was exactly the same as the phoenix he had seen in books.

The phoenix was glowing with fiery red and golden light, and after uttering a cry, it rushed headlong towards the coffin with a swift force.

The light went out in an instant, and the living room was dead silent.

Just when Li Yu wanted to approach, a fire suddenly ignited around the coffin, and the dry wood made a crackling sound.

Li Yu rushed up, but was held back by the temple master, "Don't go there!"

The old temple master's eyes were red, full of excitement, "It's a phoenix, a phoenix that can be reborn from nirvana!"

Li Yu didn't seem to hear, his eyes were already reddened by the soaring flames, and all he could think about was that the lives of the people in the coffin would be in danger.

"That's fire, he will hurt, what if he hurts!" Li Yu roared, his voice trembling, "Didn't you say that fire is the most positive thing, he will be burned to death!"

The temple master was stunned for a moment, and said firmly, "No, the yin energy in Mr. Sheng's body is so strong that it can completely collide with the fire of the sun."

Li Yu was not as calm as him, and broke free while the other party was distracted.

The coffin was burned from the beginning to the end, and the flames danced wildly. Seeing a stranger approaching, he immediately stretched out his tentacles to attack.

Li Yu pecked hard with the tongue of fire on the back of his hand, and a blister immediately formed. He clutched the injured place and turned around anxiously.

In the end, the system reminded him, "Try the water."

Li Yu's brain was disturbed by worry, and he ran out of the house to take out the fire extinguisher from the fire hydrant in the corridor outside.

The white foam sprayed out, and the flame did not go out but burned more and more intensely. The lampshade on the ceiling was burned to pieces by the high temperature, and the living room was brightly lit by the fire before it was dark.

The old temple master approached from behind, snatched the fire extinguisher from the young man's hand and threw it aside, "Believe me, he will be fine."

Li Yu didn't believe anyone but his own eyes. He lowered his head and rubbed his face vigorously, calming down, "1551, can I watch the live broadcast now?"

"Yes." 1551 finished speaking and released the light screen.

The fire inside the coffin was not as ferocious as the one outside. The red flame tried hard to get in through the gap in the coffin lid, but only a little bit appeared, and the originally dark coffin was illuminated.

The man lying flat inside had his eyes tightly closed, his chest didn't heave, and he was surrounded by black smoke. Because of the high temperature, his skin was burnt red, and blisters appeared in some delicate places.

Li Yu yelled twice at the top of his voice, and found Sheng Yiming's eyelashes fluttering.

He stepped forward, enduring the heat of the fire, and asked loudly, "Are you okay? Can you hold on?"

On the light screen, the man's fingers moved and tapped lightly on the side of the coffin.

Li Yu breathed a sigh of relief, his shoulders suddenly collapsed, and he took two steps back to sit on the coffee table.

His heartbeat hadn't calmed down from the emotion just now, and he was still hitting his chest crazily. He took a few sips of cold water from his mouth and said to the system, "Keep the live broadcast on, I want to watch him."

In the event of an accident, he will rescue people from the coffin even if they will be burned to death.

Seeing the young man calmed down, the old temple master's eyes were glued to those dancing flames again, his eyes were burning, and his whole body trembled with excitement.

Phoenix, that's something in legends, it flew past him just like that!It's worth it to come here and wait for such a long time.

The fire of Phoenix Nirvana was only extinguished that night, and the whole room smelled of charcoal.

Li Yu reached out and touched it. The gloomy wooden coffin was only a little burnt on the outside, but there was no damage on the inside.

With a light tap on it, the man in the light screen suddenly opened his eyes.

The previously dark and deep pupils turned white, and bloodshots spread from the corners of the eyes, intertwined one by one, gradually encroaching on the entire white of the eyes.

What changed was not only Sheng Yiming's eyes, but also his neck, hands, and all the exposed skin.

The tendons under the cold white skin bulged, as if they were about to come out from below, and there were countless crisscross cracks on the intact flesh.

Dark red blood soaked from the crack, flowed down the man's fingertips, and seeped into the wood.

But in the blink of an eye, his chest was already stained red by a large amount of blood, the skin on the back of his hand was completely peeled off, and even two pieces of his nails fell off.

Li Yu's heart was pierced by the terrible scene, bleeding and festering rapidly.

"1551, what's going on..."

"I don't know." 1551's voice was weak, as if he was guilty, but also as if he was afraid.

Li Yu clenched his fists violently, pinching his palms with his nails, raised all his strength, and smashed towards the coffin.

The density of the gloomy wood is extremely high, just like that, the young man's knuckles were immediately bleeding, while the coffin board was intact.

"What are you doing?" The old temple master grabbed his shoulder from behind, frowned and said, "Now is the critical moment for his soul to condense, you..."

The words of warning stuck in his throat, because he saw the dark red liquid seeping out of the wood and falling to the light-colored floor in balls and balls, very scary.

Li Yu shook off the hand of the old temple master, turned around and rushed to the kitchen to find a brand new kitchen knife, and chopped it down towards the coffin board with all his strength.

The blade slashed into the coffin board again and again, causing Li Yu's forearm to hurt. His expression, eyes, and emotions all fell into a state of loss of control, which made the audience back away in fright.

The oozing blood was like broken beads, flowing more and more quickly, and on the white marble floor around the coffin, the blood formed a pool and was spreading to the surrounding area.

Li Yu cut the knife again violently, only to hear a loud bang, and half of the kitchen knife sank into the coffin lid, and he couldn't pull it out no matter what.

"You're crazy! Stop!" The host's mood swings were too high, which had already affected 1551.

After it gave a low growl, seeing that the host was still immersed in its violent mood, it simply sounded the alarm.

The sharp sirens caused strong tinnitus. Li Yu braced his head to stop his movements. His cheeks were bitten tightly twice, his brows were tightly knit, and he tried not to shout out.

The old Guanzhu was confused by his painful expression, "Brother Ding, what's wrong with you?"

He has never seen anyone who can go crazy with a kitchen knife in the first second, and then lie down and roll on the spot in the next second.

The sound ran through every nerve of Li Yu, and when the time was almost up, 1551 stopped the alarm, "Have you calmed down?"

Li Yu was drenched in sweat and was so weak that it took him a while to recover.

1551, "Even if you cut off the kitchen knife, you can't open the coffin board. The things produced by the Administration are not something in this world that can compete."

Li Yu gritted his teeth and didn't speak. He supported the coffee table and shook his head. The tinnitus was obviously gone, but the sharp ringing in his head was circling and refusing to leave.

"1551, stop for me!"

"I've stopped."

"Why do I still have tinnitus?" Or something is wrong with the ears.

"It's okay, it'll be fine in a while." 1551 sighed, "You are lost by the authorities, and there is no possibility that there will be problems with the props. Since it is resurrection, the used object will definitely be brought back to life. I said before that there is a risk, yes Because the mission goal is different from ordinary ghosts, we all know the time and method of his soul condensing. Maybe he became a fool after condensing his soul, or he couldn't wake up for some other reason after condensing... Various There are possibilities, but it is absolutely impossible to die."

Li Yu, "..."

The system finally said what he had been hiding all along, and he panicked even more after hearing it.

What does it mean to be stupid, and what's the situation if you can't wake up?This risk is not much better than death okay!

After reading the growl in the host's heart, 1551 continued, "As the saying goes, living is worse than dying."

Li Yu, "...I don't want to talk to you."

Quickly sorting out his emotions, he turned his head and found that the old temple master was looking at him inexplicably.

The old temple master thought that the young man was stupefied by the scene in front of him, and comforted him, "Life and death are fate, we will wait and see what happens, but I think that Mr. Sheng's ability to produce a human mind from a cloud of ignorant yin energy is already a blessing from heaven." Pity, since I have pity for the first time, there will naturally be a second time... If there is an emergency, we, let's call the police."

Li Yu was even more depressed after hearing this, and one or two instilled in him all negative guesses.

"...Can't you think about the good?" He muttered angrily, and went back to the coffin and lightly touched the rough wood outside.

The wood burned by the phoenix fire was completely cool, and his fingertips were wet. Li Yu lowered his eyes and stared at his fingertips. The dark red blood carried an indescribable smell.

If I had to describe it, it should be that the blood was fermented in a wine jar, which made people easily think of the ancient battlefield where floating corpses were everywhere and blood was everywhere.

Li Yu leaned over, put his ears on the coffin lid, and tapped lightly.

This time, there was no response.

The live broadcast was always on, but because the bloody scene was too tragic, 1551 turned it off on its own initiative.

Li Yu turned it on again, and what came into view was a dark red, mixed with the sound of splashing liquid being shaken.

The mission target was soaked in blood, and it could be clearly seen through the night vision screen that the skin from the man's neck to the collarbone was no longer complete, as if it had been torn apart abruptly.

This is true of the exposed skin, but what is hidden under the clothes.

Li Yu bit his lower lip hard, held back his sobs, and tapped the coffin lid lightly again.

The man's closed eyelids trembled, and the clacking sound in the coffin suddenly became louder.

A hand with only bones peeled off from the bloody water stretched out, slowly raised, and the palm touched the coffin lid.

Every movement of his was strenuous, as if he was trying his best to break free from some kind of bondage that others could not see with naked eyes.

Li Yu saw his fingers slightly bent, his wrist turned, and he tapped lightly, before falling back into the blood.

"I'm not going anywhere, I'll stay with you outside, okay?" The young man's voice was hoarse, crying, and his eyes were red.

He turned and slid down with his back against the coffin, not caring about the blood on his pants.

The old viewer at the side also felt uncomfortable. He sat on the sofa, facing the young man, with too many comforting words in his stomach, but he couldn't say a word.

The current situation was beyond his expectation. The previous words were not comforting, but he really believed that there was great luck hidden in Sheng Yiming's body.

As long as he can get through this difficulty, he will have a smooth journey and everything will be smooth in the future.

Li Yu's head was buried between his arms, but his eyes were always open, staring at the light screen intently.

Not long after, the vision happened.

The skin on the man's body is growing at a slow rate, but every time it is about to grow and close, the skin will tear and peel off again.

"Resurrection, resurrection..." Li Yu murmured repeatedly in his heart, and a flash of light flashed in his chaotic brain.

Resurrection is not only the cohesion and integrity of the soul, but also the reorganization of the body and organs!