My master is invincible

Chapter 1519 Hanging Coffin (60)

The hanging coffin shook about a dozen times, and because it was hung with iron chains, the shaking sound was particularly ear-piercing, and it hurt my eardrums.

I want to move, but I can't move at all.

Based on my understanding of the No.16 style of "Chunyang Sword Art", the sequelae should last for about 3 minutes.

This made me very anxious, but I couldn't move my hands at all.

What to do, what to do?
I was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.

Click, click, click...

The shaking of the chain became faster and faster, and the hanging coffin shook even more violently. Standing on the hanging coffin, I was like a flat boat in the wind and waves, precariously toppled.

Suddenly, only a loud click was heard, and the entire hanging coffin fell to the ground at a high speed.

boom!
The hanging coffin fell into the ground. I don't know if the hanging coffin was too heavy or what happened. The hanging coffin fell half a meter deep into the ground.

All of a sudden, the ground was shining with gold, and the smashed gold nuggets shot out in all directions at high speed like flying dust and sand.

Fortunately, I was standing on the hanging coffin and was not injured by the gold nuggets!

At this moment, I moved my hands vigorously. Due to the sequelae, I still couldn't move, but I could move my fingers slightly.

I look happy, it seems that the sequelae are about to pass.

Soon, I couldn't laugh anymore. The reason was that I heard a clicking sound from above, and I didn't need to look up to know that the iron chains tied to the hanging coffin were about to fall.

Ma De, I am also in a hurry. Once the iron chain hits the head, there is no doubt that he will be killed on the spot.

When I thought of this, I almost panicked to death. My feet flicked to the left, but my body couldn't be controlled at all, as if stuck with 502 glue.

The voice was getting closer and closer to me, like a death talisman.

I was anxious, really anxious, even the blue veins on my arms were bulging, but I still couldn't move.

In a hurry, I bit the tip of my tongue violently. The severe pain made me feel something in my body. I didn't dare to hesitate, and I slammed to the left.

The moment I left the hanging coffin, three iron chains hit the position where I was standing before, smashed many marks on the whole hanging coffin, and rubbed off many sparks.

so close!

I patted my chest and couldn't help but take a deep breath, Ma De, if I was hit, I would definitely die!

Immediately, I moved my limbs, and I was able to move. I hurriedly walked towards the hanging coffin. After looking carefully for a while, I found that the carved lines on the hanging coffin were very strange. They didn't look like our Chinese characters, let alone ours. Some symbols in China are similar to an ancient script in Egypt.

Ma De, how could there be such words on the hanging coffin.

I didn't think too deeply, and reached out to touch the hanging coffin. The strange thing is, just a few minutes ago, the hanging coffin was still bitingly cold, but now the hanging coffin is no different from an ordinary coffin. warmth.

and many more!

I immediately found a problem, the hanging coffin is made of high-quality golden nanmu, but the floor is paved with gold, and the golden nanmu smashed the ground paved with gold?

This doesn't seem right!
This thought flashed through me, I took a deep breath, I didn't care about that much anymore, I immediately made three bows to the coffin, said a lot of good things in my mouth, and then walked slowly towards the hanging coffin, intending to see See what's inside the hanging coffin.

Is it a corpse?
Is it gold?
Or a treasure?

After flashing this thought, I stretched out my hand towards the coffin lid of the hanging coffin and exerted a slight force, but it didn't move at all!
This was also expected. The hanging coffin fell into the ground almost half a meter deep, and it was unlikely that the coffin lid would be lifted.

At the moment, I walked around the hanging coffin a few times, thinking about getting the hanging coffin out of the ground first.

However, after turning around, I found a serious problem. There seemed to be something wrong with the hanging coffin, but I couldn't tell what was wrong.

This made me very embarrassed, so I squatted down in front of the hanging coffin, reached out and knocked on the hanging coffin, the sound was very crisp.

My face suddenly sank, no, no!

Generally, if a person is dead in a coffin, the sound of the coffin should be slightly dull, with a hint of echo.

But now the voice of the hanging coffin is actually clear and crisp, so there are only two possibilities, one is that the hanging coffin contains a living person.The reason is simple. The breath exhaled by a living person will affect the air flow in the coffin. The two streams of air intertwined will cause the wood of the coffin to intrude into the air. As time goes by, the sound will naturally change.

Of course, all of this is based on the fact that living people can live in the coffin, and in order to survive, there must be flowing gas in the coffin, so that the sound will become extraordinarily crisp.

Another possibility is that the hanging coffin is empty, and the sound of knocking on an empty coffin is also particularly crisp.

These two possibilities flashed in my mind, and I immediately concluded that there was a living person in the hanging coffin.

Thinking of this, I subconsciously took a few steps back, alive?

Mad, if there is a living person, how can there be any flowing gas in this hanging coffin.

You must know that I studied this hanging coffin before, and I didn't see any holes in the hanging coffin at all!

With all kinds of doubts, I knocked on the hanging coffin again, yes, it was that crisp sound.

Now, how could I dare to delay, I stared at the hanging coffin for a while, and found that the angle of the hanging coffin inserted into the ground was about sixty degrees. I moved my mind, looked around, and found that it was near the corner of the wall. position, there is a three-pointed knife.

I quickly took it over, inserted one end into the place where the hanging coffin touches the ground, and tried my best to pry it, but to my disappointment, the hanging coffin was too heavy to be pried at all.

I was also in a hurry, and in the end I just sat on the three-pointed knife and pried it down with all my strength.

It took about ten minutes, and finally got the hanging coffin out, and I was already sweating profusely, and even the three-pointed knife was bent badly.

I was not in a hurry to open the coffin, mainly because I wanted to make a psychological preparation. After all, to open the coffin, you must keep yourself in the best condition, otherwise, if there is any danger, you will definitely die here.

Immediately, I sat down next to the hanging coffin, took out my cigarette, and took a few puffs.

After a cigarette, I got up slowly, moved my limbs, and took a deep breath to keep myself in the best condition. Then I slowly approached the hanging coffin and found the position of the rivets.

The strange thing is that there are no rivets in this hanging coffin, that is to say, the coffin lid of this hanging coffin is only covered on it, and it is not riveted.

I don't know whether to be lucky or sad. Fortunately, the coffin lid is not riveted, and opening the coffin is very simple. The sad thing is that ordinary coffins are not riveted with longevity nails, which can only explain one thing, and that is the person inside. He is definitely not an ordinary person, either a vicious person, or a good person of ten generations.

Either way, this situation is not easy to handle.

I swallowed, knocked on the coffin, and asked softly, "Are you still alive?"

I was answered by deathly silence.

I didn't have time to think too much. I grabbed the coffin lid and opened it suddenly. I just took a look. Maybe, how could he be in the hanging coffin.

(End of this chapter)