The years when I opened a coffin shop in the world of Ninth Uncle

Chapter 55
The woods in front of him seemed to be able to swallow the darkness, and the moonlight falling down was completely covered by the tree crowns that covered the sky and the sun.

Stepping on the soft leaves, it feels light, like walking on a pile of mud, and there is a rotten smell everywhere.

Xu Ping's eyes lighted up slightly, and he kept scanning with the Qi Watching Technique.

In the field of vision, streaks of sinister aura surround the forest like light veil and thin smoke.

"Xiao Xu, this smoke is wrong!" Uncle Jiu squinted his eyes, staring at the mist in the woods, and reminded.

Xu Ping nodded and made a judgment: "When the evil spirit condenses to a certain extent, most people may be able to see the evil spirit."

Ordinary people Gu Nianhua echoed, "I can see."

Just as she was talking, the evil spirit talisman on her body suddenly lit up, and she said in shock: "Master, Brother Xu, the talisman is lit up."

Xu Ping glanced back: "Naturally, these evil spirits wanted to enter your body, but were blocked by this talisman."

Her most yin body would undoubtedly become a whirlpool black hole in such a place. It was a good thing, but because she didn't practice, she would definitely not be able to stand it.

With this talisman, this can be temporarily avoided.

Uncle Jiu walked at the end, and could only see a faint light in front of her, but he also understood in his heart: "Don't panic, stay vigilant."

Gu Nianhua nodded heavily: "Yes!"

The surrounding fog is not a decoration, it will erode people's sanity.

Wisps of mist wanted to intrude on the three of them, but Xu Ping and Uncle Jiu were not low-minded, protected by true energy, so they were not afraid at all.

Gu Nianhua, the only one who can be confused, also has the blessing of Maoshan's evil spirit talisman, which can also isolate these evil spirits from her body.

It didn't take long to walk out.

In the distance, one can vaguely see a lone grave standing in the middle of the woods.

The moment he saw the lonely grave, Xu Ping couldn't help but stop. He heard an unusual wind, "Be careful, there is something ahead."

The voice just fell!

In the darkness, the wind is blowing and the fallen leaves are flying.

A black shadow leaped out of the night at an extremely fast speed, and slammed into Xu Ping who was at the front.

boom!
His arms were like Optimus Prime, supporting the black shadow that hit him.

There was a dull sound where the arms intersected, but they didn't retreat at all.

Xu Ping's face was calm, his luck exerted force, and the soles of his feet sank into the ground.

In front of him was a fierce tiger as tall as a man, with no eyes, no tail, a huge body, half of flesh and blood, half of skeleton, it was creepy.

"drink!"

Xu Ping roared angrily.

The violent zhenqi, with him as the center, turned into ripples and rolled up the leaves all over the sky.

The half-dead tiger was the first to bear the brunt, being hit by the qi machine, whirled, flew out, fell to the ground and turned into a pool of rotten meat.

"What the hell, just wanted to sneak attack." Xu Ping looked around slowly with cold eyes, but found no other abnormalities.

Gu Nianhua was dumbfounded, stared blankly, and murmured: "Brother Xu, you are so strong!"

"It's because it's too weak..." Xu Ping replied directly, without any rewards, can it not be weak!
Uncle Jiu changed color slightly, I'll go, I'm careless!
Those who should walk in the front, don't let the apprentice be abducted.

After killing the dead tiger that appeared out of nowhere, Xu Ping took a few steps forward, looked around again, stomped his feet, and said what he saw: "Uncle Nine, those zombies , just below."

Uncle Jiu was taken aback when he heard the words, "Next?"

Xu Ping nodded: "I don't know why, but they didn't come out?"

Look down on me, or be afraid of me... In other words, do zombies have the option to be afraid? Xu Ping is not sure, and intends to find out: "Be careful, I will get them out."

No, don't be impulsive... Uncle Jiu didn't say anything to dissuade him, when he saw Xu Ping holding the copper coin sword, chopping out a piece of golden light, the golden light swept across, and a large area of ​​land was lifted.

The roofs of the dead bodies were lifted off. Unexpectedly, these zombies had a good temper and did not jump out.

Xu Ping couldn't help but be disappointed when he saw it, and thought it would be a performance boost.

These zombies may have been zombies before, but now they can only be regarded as dead bodies at best, without any evil spirit on them.

However, the corpses of Uncle Jiu, after a moment of contemplation, exclaimed in alarm: "Nine Yins enter the evil formation!"

Only then did Xu Ping, who was focused on his performance, come to his senses. Seeing the layout of these dead bodies, it was indeed quite mysterious.

Gu Nianhua asked: "Master, what is the Nine Yins entering the evil formation?"

Hearing the apprentice's question, Uncle Jiu smiled slightly and explained: "Zombies jump out of the three realms and are not in the five elements. Whether it is yin, qi, yang, or blood, they can all be supplemented by cultivation..."

"And here is a formation of zombies, absorbing Yin Qi, turning it into Yin Qi, and transporting it to that grave, and that grave is the eye of this formation."

It was also a tool corpse... Xu Ping stabbed it with a copper coin sword, and a dead corpse collapsed in an instant, as if it had been weathered, leaving only broken bones.

Gu Nianhua pondered for a moment and said, "So, someone arranged it here."

Uncle Jiu nodded, frowned, and said, "Xiao Xu, there must be an extremely powerful evil thing in that lonely tomb."

Xu Ping shook his head, walked over directly, and said, "No, Uncle Jiu, I think the formation here no longer exists, otherwise these dead bodies would not be so dilapidated."

There is no evil spirit on the zombie. It is obvious that the evil formation of the Nine Yins in this place has been abandoned.

It's only been a few days!

Is it because there is enough yin energy, or the other party sensed something was wrong and hastily abandoned the formation.

Xu Ping faintly felt that they were getting closer and closer to the person behind them.

Hearing Xu Ping's words, Uncle Jiu thought for a while and said, "It's better to be careful."

Xu Ping nodded, and spilled four or five paper figurines.

As soon as the paper man landed on the ground, he went straight to the lonely grave, his arms flying like knives, and he dug the earth towards the mound behind the tombstone.

At the same time, Xu Ping took a look at the tombstone.

[The tomb of my wife Wu Li was born in Jingyuan [-] and died in Jingyuan [-]. 】

[Fu Goro stands. 】

Goro...Goro of the gossip stick?
The owner of this tomb has been dead for 300 years!
There is not much information on the tombstone, and there is no epitaph behind it.

Xu Ping and Uncle Jiu looked at it for a while, and then a group of paper figurines carried a coffin and returned to Xu Ping's side.

This coffin...Xu Pingren was stupid.

This coffin was obviously sold by his family. Various patterns were engraved on the side of the coffin, mountains and rivers, birds and beasts, and beautiful scenery everywhere. At the bottom of the pattern, there was a small letter Xu engraved, which was the symbol of his family.

Leaving a name is a rule handed down from the ancestors.

Someone once said that it is unlucky to do so, but the ancestors didn't think so, and still stubbornly passed it down.

In fact, the meaning is quite obvious.

Let me tell you clearly, if I sell your coffin and dare to leave a name, I won't be afraid of you coming to me.

It doesn't matter if you are alive or dead.

This is the guarantee of quality, and we have absolute confidence in our products.

Uncle Jiu also came over with a solemn expression, and a string of talismans was inserted on the mahogany sword.

Taking a deep breath, Xu Ping stepped back half a step, stood side by side with Uncle Jiu, held two swords, and ordered to the paper figurine:

"Open the coffin!"

As soon as the words fell, the paper figurine stretched its arms forward, and inserted its palms, which were as thin as cicada's wings, into the gap in the coffin lid.

"Boom!"

The coffin lid turned upside down and flew into the air. Amidst a puff of black smoke, a figure quickly got up and stood up, arms stretched forward, looking like a farmer dressed up.

The old corpse in the wilderness in front of him breathed black smoke, his eyes were scarlet, and his whole body was covered with black hair. He hopped and jumped towards the two people standing in front of him.

Gu Nianhua hid behind them, pretending to be calm, trembling.

"The evil spirit is so strong!" Jiushu shouted, and quickly jumped back, ready to fight.

Xu Ping ignored him, one left and one right, two sword lights shot away.

"This is hairy!"

He was ecstatic in his heart, and finally came a powerful one.

(End of this chapter)