My Weird Life

Vol 2 Chapter 344: "Master" (End) (2/2)

Chapter 344 "Master" (End) (22)

Lao Dao was dragged and threw the spell body in the tomb of Lingzhi Corpse Mountain. With the master grabbing him, he was firmly fixed in his body.

He looked sideways at Li Yueshan in shock,

I don't understand that this is just the old man of the wild sect Master Stove,

Why is so powerful at this time?

Can resist the attraction of the coffin? !

as well as,

What does mean?

"You die like this—your apprentice will definitely not agree!" Lao Dao looked at Li Yueshan's face with relief, as if he had thought of something, and urged him in a hurry.

Li Yueshan laughed and dragged Laodao backwards,

dragged it behind him, and he immediately said: "The old man has lived for others all his life, he has already lived enough - now he is dying for himself once, what's the big deal?

Even if the disciples know,

Thinking about it, I can understand the old man.

Alas, it is so hard to live, even to die,

Early morning! Good morning! "

Master took out a bundle of ropes from the package of mules and foals scattered on the ground, and looked up at the tomb halfway up the mountain.

think for a moment,

picked up the crescent shovel.

He turned his face and said to Laodao: "I'll ask you to inform my disciples later, the silver money accumulated by the stove team is hidden in the third yard from the east of Xiushuihe Village, under the mud yard wall in the northwest corner. Abandoned grinder.

There are seventy-seven taels of silver in the , and there are five hanging coins. The scattered silver coins are not counted. "

The old Taoist talisman body was very unstable after the previous events, which caused his internal organs to vibrate, and his face turned blue and white. At this time, he heard the fat old man's words as if he was going to explain the future, and he barely pulled the fat old man's clothes. : "How can you do this?

If I let you die here, how can I explain to your disciples?

In this case, didn’t I become the one who made you sacrifice for me in order to save my own life—”

"I die for the world,

Died for my stove team,

I save you because I wish you could live for the world,

How can we talk about harm or harm?

don’t worry,

My disciples may not understand the younger ones,

But the older ones will definitely understand you. "Master interrupted Xuanzhao Laodao's words, took a convenient shovel to cut off the corner of the clothes that Laodao was dragging, took a few steps forward, and took out the mud doll from his arms.

He put his left thumb against the palm of his right hand,

said to the clay puppet: "Master, wife, younger brother and younger sister, the Zhijin Mountain is imprisoned, and the day when this place will suffer for thousands of years is now - please join me on the road!"

The moment Master's voice fell,

Layers of sounds came from the void.

Old or young, male or female voices echo in the void,

all condensed into one word: "Good!"

Cracks appeared on the mud doll, and then they split apart suddenly. The rotting flesh and blood gathered in the dust and smoke, which condensed into a huge slate in front of Li Yueshan.

In the center of the slate, there are two portals with cracks in the middle,

In the portal, a woman who looked like Junior Sister Li Yueshan stuck her head out and looked outside.

On the forehead of the door above her, a plaque hangs,

The plaque is filled with fresh air,

The word Xianmen is vaguely visible.

Li Yueshan wrapped around the slate, tied himself with the slate tightly with a rope, carried it on his back, and then leaned on a crescent moon in one hand to facilitate the shovel, and walked step by step to the Lingzhi corpse mountain in the distance.

Xuanzhao Laodao saw the slate,

understood everything.

'Zhenguang' master said before that the real shape of ghost ganoderma is constantly evolving, and it has long been inconsistent with its fractal shape.

At this time, make the fractal converge to the original shape,

will inevitably lead to conflict between the two,

causes both to be ‘silenced’ at the same time.

Previously, the old Taoist was still confused that the coffin on the mountain of corpses did not have a coffin cover—it was only now that he saw Li Yueshan like this, he came to understand—that coffin was also a quirk!

And it is the split of the ghost Ganoderma lucidum!

This coffin board is very compatible with the coffin in appearance.

Once the coffin board is closed,

The coffin board is where the 'Xianmen' is,

Above the coffin board,

is undoubtedly the place where immortals live!

Wouldn't this further fuel the power of Ghost Ganoderma? !

Old Taoist thoughts came up one after another,

Li Yueshan has no time to take care of him at this time,

After he carried the coffin cover, rounds of fire burned all over his body. Those fires burned his bones and flesh, and merged his bones and blood into the back of the coffin.

himself became more and more 'adhered' to the coffin board!

The fat old man stepped up the Lingzhi Corpse Mountain,

The corpses on the Ganoderma lucidum all reached out to grab him, trying to drag him down and not allow him to climb the mountain of corpses—at this time, the crescent moon shovel in his hand came into play, and as soon as the shovel went down, the hands of those corpses were cut off. claw!

He managed to climb up on the mountain of corpses,

One point for every coffin halfway up the mountain,

His own flesh and blood are fused with the coffin cover,

The fire burned the coffin board red,

The face of the female figurine of the tomb gate on the front of the coffin board became gloomy and distorted, and even the handwriting on the plaque above her head was gradually distorted.

Ganoderma lucidum corpse mountain,

The corpses are showing their teeth and claws,

Master wants to avoid their entanglement, cut off their claws that are struggling to pull themselves,

also use the claws stretched out from above to allow yourself to climb up,

Then you can see a tall figure whose back has been adhered to the coffin board it is carrying. With one hand, he grabs the claws stretched out from the top of the corpse mountain, and uses his strength to climb. The claws on the corners of his clothes and ankles fell off!

The rancid blood, together with the broken limbs, fell to the dark red earth,

Master finally approached the location of the tomb on the mountainside,

He fixed his eyes on the longevity quilt in the tombstone, and looked at the pair of square stone seats in front of the coffin. There should have been a pair of 'tomb-suppressing beasts' on the stone seats, but now, the tomb-suppressing beasts have been accommodated by mules. The stone seat can never be restored to its original state.

Thinking of this verse, Master grinned.

The sweat on his forehead dripped into his mouth from the corners of his eyes,

He leaned on the crescent moon to facilitate the shovel, stepped on those huge ganoderma lucidum, and approached the coffin that could hold three of himself—

At this moment,

A loud call suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Master!"

Master opened his mouth slightly,

reluctantly turned sideways and looked down the mountain,

Seeing the familiar eldest disciple crawling out of the shadows, he followed and strode towards the corpse mountain!

"Awu! Awu!

stop! stop! "

Master shouted sharply, with a ghastly face,

With his shout, Su Wu finally stopped walking and looked up at the master in the tomb halfway up the mountain.

Master laughed: "When I close the lid of the coffin - Ah Wu, you can fry this monster, don't hesitate, Ah Wu!"

Su Wu raised his head to look at Master, but did not speak.

"You don't understand this beast,

Master understands,

This is the only way to take it back—A Wu, the common people in Zhijin Mountain Realm who died under Li Wei’s hands, those who are still alive—they are all watching us!

Awu,

Don't be confused! "

Su Wu bowed his head slightly,

When raised his head again, his eyes were slightly red.

Across the distance of more than a hundred meters, the master seemed to see the reddish eyes of the disciple, his lips pursed, and a smile appeared on his face: "Silly child, why are you sad?"

He pointed sideways at the huge coffin behind him: "Did you see it? This is a fairy coffin!

After the master lies in, maybe he will become a fairy…”

The eldest disciple remained silent.

Master was also silent for a moment,

He raised the crescent moon in his hand to facilitate the shovel, but the words he said were blown away by the breeze, leaving no traces in the ears of the eldest disciple: "This thing, let the master bring it into the coffin, it's a waste, just treat it as a waste. It's to leave a thought for the master..."

In Su Wu's eyes,

Master raised the crescent shovel in his hand,

In the end, he didn't say anything, carrying the huge coffin cover on his back, and walked into the coffin.

The coffin gradually closed.

Silence.

The female figurines of the tomb gate on the coffin board look more and more fierce, revealing a sense of terror that strangers are not allowed to enter.

Old Daoist recovered for a long time, got up from the ground, looked at the fully closed coffin halfway up the mountain, walked to Su Wu, and was speechless for a while.

a coffin,

has isolated yin and yang.

Su Wu stared blankly at the coffin,

There were hurried footsteps behind him.

Pearl, Qingmiao, and Gouzhu came running with Xiuxiu.

"Eldest brother, what about Master?

What about Master? ! "Pearl ran to Su Wu's side and looked around, but didn't see the familiar figure.

Su Wu did not speak.

Gou Zuo followed his senior brother's gaze and looked at the coffin halfway up the mountain, as if he had guessed something, and his face suddenly became sad.

Qingmiao has begun to secretly wipe away tears.

Xiuxiu opened her mouth, and the tears in her eyes rolled like broken beads!

"Master!"

After realizing it, Pearl finally understood,

She called out to the coffin halfway up the mountain—she was held by Su Wu's shoulders, unable to get close to the mountain, so she could only call out loudly: "Master!"

The dog left howled and cried: "Master!"

Qingmiao whispered: "Master..."

calls out, lingering in the valley.

In that silent coffin,

Master's consciousness is already very blurred,

Many chaotic and indescribable pictures filled his consciousness. At this moment, the voices outside the coffin called out, like a stick, smashing all those pictures into pieces.

He regained a little voice,

discerning the call outside the coffin,

said silently in his heart: "This is Pearl's voice,

This is the sound of the dog left,

This is Qingmiao's voice..."

He repeated this over and over again, and suddenly he missed the disciples outside the coffin very much, so he began to struggle hard - his back was completely adhered to the coffin cover, and his face was facing the quilt, which was equivalent to lying face down. in the coffin.

Now struggling, trying to turn around,

As a result, the flesh and blood on the back was torn apart layer by layer, free from the adhesion to the coffin cover!

Master's mind became clearer under this pain!

He tried over and over again,

finally turned around,

can lie in a coffin.

But he no longer had the strength to push the coffin away,

can only—

Every time a disciple called from outside, he reluctantly pushed the coffin through a gap.

The coffin was called by the disciples of the kitchen class,

trembled for a long time,

finally fully folded.