I and My Husband Sleep in a Coffin

The car drove all the way from the high speed, and never stopped except to replenish food and water and solve physiological problems.

This way, Wang Xiaobaa had to hold back even if she wanted to go to the bathroom. After all, he is now an obedient puppet. Who knows if he can talk?It would be bad if it was accidentally exposed.

Fortunately, he didn't ignore a word, and asked Bai Yu to help Wang Xiaobaa go down to solve it when he arrived at the rest stop.

The group of them is really eye-catching. Wang Xiaobaa has a gentle and handsome appearance, but he is clearly a man but has long black hair and a dull expression...

In a word, it is like just getting off work from the Republic of China theater.

For those who are curious, he explained with a smile without panic, "This is my younger brother. He was born with brain problems."

Wang Xiaobaa: "..." Your brain is the only problem!Your whole family was born with brain problems!

Passers-by look away in embarrassment.

The suspicious passers-by were easily dealt with, and Wang Xiaobaa was taken into the car by them again. After a few rest stops, the car finally got off the expressway.

The scenery on the road gradually became barren, and the car bumped and slowed down. Wang Xiaobaa took a sneak look and found that their current location looked like a barren mountain.

The roads are all dirt roads, full of rocks, and the cut weed leaves on both sides of the road are still tender, indicating that this road has just been opened up.

Waiting for the car to bump violently for half an hour, the dry loess flew all over the sky, the white car was covered with dust, and it wobbled past a stone monument.

Originally, there should be a certain village or a certain place written on it, but the area we passed by was blank, and even the newness of the stone tablet seemed to have just been cut out of a quarry.

When they reached the village, the car stopped, Bai Yu pulled Wang Xiaobaa out of the car, and followed behind Yiyan and Xiaoan.

The black eyes were lifeless, but there was a glimmer of light when no one noticed.

Wang Xiaobaa quickly scanned the structure of the village.

The houses are scattered and randomly built, without any sense of adjacency, and they are all two-story wooden buildings made of wood.

The four of them swaggered into the depths of the village, and there was a lot of movement. No one came out to take a look. The door was closed and even the windows were closed.

Barren hills, new roads, uninhabited villages... Uh, there won't be ghosts in this place, right?

Wang Xiaozongzi's back felt cold.

Although he is a zombie, he is a fake!

Who can say that he is not afraid of ghosts? !

Wang Xiaobaa burst into tears: The second day after leaving my wild man, I miss him, huh.

Yiyan walked to the door of a small wooden building, took out the key and opened the door, he turned his head and smiled and said to Bai Yu, "We live separately, and guard separately."

He handed another key to Baiyu, and tilted his head to signal Baiyu to look at the two-story wooden house next to him: "I live in this room with Xiaobaa, the 'puppet silk' needs to be refined in time, and other people will come here in a few days Follow me into Mount Qi, and then this place will be handed over to you."

"You want to avoid me?"

Bai Yu looked at the key in Yiyan's hand, he raised his head with a calm expression.

"Why? Because I'm no longer useful to you?"

The corner of Wang Xiaobaa's mouth twitched as she stood behind them: ... I understand that your question is straightforward!

Faced with such a straightforward question, ordinary people would show some true feelings regardless of whether they have ghosts in their hearts, but their words and smiles did not change.

He said: "Believe it or not, I will never hurt you, let alone estimate your value. You are my closest person and will always be."

Bai Yu bowed her head in silence.

And Yiyan pulled Wang Xiaobaa, who was pretending to be a fool, into the house. The wooden door was closed, blocking the prying eyes of outsiders. He saluted and walked into the wooden house next door.

Yiyan took Wang Xiaobaa's hand and walked towards the stairs. Yiyan's palm was different from Wen Fengjin's cold and slender hand. His hand looked beautiful, but there were many hard scars on the palm. The palm was warm and dry, but it made Wang Xiaobaa think To tear apart.

While looking back to see if Wang Xiaobaa would fall, he whispered, "Pay attention to the steps."

His voice is soft and soft, and his facial features are so tender and loving that they are about to drip water, as if treating his extremely precious and fragile vase, or the most beloved little daughter who is easy to fall.

While pretending to be an idiot, Wang Xiaobaa felt disgusted in her heart.

In a word, he has never liked this person.

Although the other party looks gentle and kind, like a kind and friendly senior, but this kind of person must recognize his own 'Tao', so he will stick to it by all means and reject all other 'Tao'.

Those who have no desires and demands are widowed.

The more like Yiyan, the more terrifying a person who is indifferent to the world.

Just like the enlightened artifact, Wang Xiaobaa's enlightened dagger can feel the malice and murderous intent of those people towards the holder, and it will also give a fever reminder to some heinous people.

But he was so close to Yiyan, Kaiming was not overheated.

What does this mean?

It shows that even if one word poisons him to obliterate his consciousness and turn him into a puppet, in Yi Yan's heart he thinks that he is doing this for Wang Xiaobaa's good, not evil, but good!

Even if the hands are covered with the blood of a foreign race, it is to protect human beings, and it is good!

This kind of person... is too scary...

Wang Xiaobaa, who was more and more frightened, was taken upstairs by the man, and he spread dark blue velvet on the chair, and then let Wang Xiaobaa sit on it.

Wang Xiaobaa is wearing slightly loose light gray trousers and a small shirt. She has big and bright eyes, slender eyebrows, thick eyelashes, and plump pale pink lips under her tall nose. There is a sense of being a gentleman.

At this time, he was sitting obediently on a chair covered with dark blue velvet, like an expensive luxury in a glass cabinet, luxurious and beautiful.

Apparently he thought so too.

But he has more affection for Wang Xiaobaa.

Yiyan knelt on one knee in front of Wang Xiaobaa, her slender eyes were shining, and she reached out her hands.

Wang Xiaobaa refrained from closing her eyes because of nervousness, her hands did not do anything to him, but stretched out to the back of her head, her scalp was slightly pulled, the rubber bands that bound her hair were untied, and Yamo's long hair was like a waterfall drooping.

With a word, the corners of his lips curled up, and he held a strand of hair.

He suddenly said: "When I completely let the puppet silk in your body grow and refine, I can own you. I know what characteristics you people have, hehe."

"I am not old and not dead, and I am not a human being, and I am not rigid." Yiyan twirled the black hair in his hand with his fingertips, "The reason why I can use you to make the most perfect masterpiece of my life is thanks to me. Yan Chun, my previous guest, did I say that I was Yan Chun who I met while collecting herbs 20 years ago?"

"20 years ago... I was the leader in the circle of craftsmen. I was proficient in refining weapons and making dolls. My ability... Even if I didn't have a doll like Xiao An in Shang Hanba, I would still have the power to fight!"

Wang Xiaobaa's expression remained motionless, and she was horrified. This word could actually fight An Kai with bare hands? !Is that human being? !

Thinking about this, he heard a word and said: "I met Yan Chun that year, and he saw that I was capable of killing him and saving him, so he wanted to make a deal with me..."

He sneered, "A walking dead who can't even control the power in his own blood dares to talk to me like that?"

"Oh~ I agreed to him on the surface, and took his blood for a long time for research. The feather pattern——that is actually the first version of the puppet thread. A monster who thinks highly of himself and only wants revenge. He has long been under my control but It's stupid not to know it!"

"........."

"Afterwards, in order to ask for my help, he told me a story that belonged to thousands of years ago..."

Yiyan's face came close, interlaced with Wang Xiaobaa's breath, his voice was clear, and he said with a muffled smile: "So Wenfengji, Miandeng, I have known about your existence for a long time———You never thought about your existence back then. The burial places are all hidden, Yan Chun turned into a living dead and climbed out of the soil for so many years and haven't found your burial place, why did Yan Chun discover it all of a sudden?"

"Because that's what I told him~"

With a smile, the friendly face was mixed with a trace of madness that made people shiver.

This pervert!

Wang Xiaobaa was startled and frightened, she wanted to shout, she wanted to ask Wenfeng for help, but in the end she could only sit on a chair like a puppet.

"...After I met Yan Chun and got the blood, I met Han Yan when Qishan cleaned up those dirty aliens." Speaking of this, the smile disappeared, as if caught in some memory, and unconsciously murmured: "I and Hanba was caught in a deadly battle, I seriously injured him, and he also seriously injured me... In desperation, I drank a tube of Yan Chun's blood..."

"I know that Yan Chun's blood has the effect of bringing the dead back to life, but I didn't expect it to become what it is now."

He let go of Wang Xiaobaa's hair and touched his face.

"Who would believe that my body and my time have regressed back to when I was young?"

"The ID card can no longer be used. Who would believe that a man in his 40s who is about to enter old age has become a fool under the age of 20? I can't go home, and my son and my grandson can't recognize it anymore!"

"Do you know that pain?!"

After a word, his expression became ferocious, and he yelled at Wang Xiaobaa!

"I am Baicheng! I am!"

"But I can only become a vagrant without relatives and no reason, watching my son run around looking for me! Watching my son die in the hands of a foreign race due to an accident! Watching my daughter-in-law die of illness! Watching my The grandson grew up alone and helpless!"

"I can't even stand up to help them as their relatives, I can only send them money silently!"

"My wife also died at the hands of a foreign race... She is a good woman, I love her even more than being a craftsman who loves refining tools - but that day I brought back the body of a baby who was trained to be a kid, out of kindness Transcend it...but it confuses my wife and kills her!"

"Damn it all! Alien races are not worthy of pity, they all deserve to die!"

One word, or Baicheng's panting, his pupils were filled with blood-red hatred and anger, and his gentle facial features and temperament became distorted and terrifying!

Wang Xiaobaa peed in fright.

Why are you yelling so loudly!If you have the ability, you yell at my little Wenzi!

Wang Xiaobaa, who was about to burst into tears, finished venting her anger at him with a single word, panting heavily, and slowly calmed down. After a long while, his expression and breathing finally relaxed.

"Scared you? Sorry."

He forced a smile, but in Wang Xiaobaa's eyes, it was scarier than the evil ghost's smile.

"I won't get angry with you like this in the future."

Yiyan reached out and touched Wang Xiaobaa's cheek.

"After I was injured in the fight with Hanba, I lost the trace of Hanba. He changed his residence, but I can't forget that he brought me to where I am today, so I vowed to kill him!"

"I started to spend a lot of materials to make golden utensils, and then distributed these things that restrained aliens to those tomb robbers, and went to the catacombs with them frequently. They are greedy for money. My purpose is very simple, to find Hanba! By the way, I can also Clean up the zombies in the grave"

"I've been looking for it for a long time. As for your tomb, I've also been there. I entered your underground palace and read the records on the inscription. Only then did I realize that your legend is very similar to what Yan Chun told me."

"I don't know your abilities. I withdrew out of insurance and planned to sell the news to Yan Chun and let that idiot go find the way."

Hearing this, Wang Xiaobaa yelled in her heart: "Fuck!"

He said how Yan Chun found them, and he still had a map of the underground palace in his hand, so it turned out to be you, a thief!

[The author has something to say: Yiyan is Baiyu's grandfather, Baicheng, who was too seriously injured in the fight with Hanba Anxie, so he drank a lot of Yan Chun's blood. As a result, he changed from an old man to a young man, and no one in his family recognized him. 】