snake coffin

Chapter 494
I was dragged by Mo Xiu to walk outside, listening to Feng's low mourning voice, I felt something surge in my chest.

But I can't tell what it is...

When Fengjia sang "Sorrow" in a low voice...

Do not!
It should be said that when Zhang Hanzhu said "start", the end of the Feng family's children standing on the school road was already doomed.

Without Zhang Hanzhu's consent, He Gu and I couldn't get in at all in the morning.

He Luo with a human face came from Huilong Village, even Feng Shengling was attacked quietly, and he was powerless to fight back. How could these ordinary children of the Feng family resist.

The person named Jiuban cannot be kept for a long time after all.

The Feng family was controlled and imprisoned. There were a total of 640 people who were raised in the school as live food. Twenty of them were released this time...

If no solution is found, how long will this situation last?

Does this happen every day?
How long can these Feng family disciples guarding outside face the tragic death of their companions without becoming crazy?

One more day, how many more snake babies will be born, and how many snake babies will grow up after drinking human blood?

I was dragged away by Mo Xiu for a while, and slowly calmed down under the turtle's breath technique and the icy breath.

He mumbled under his sleeve: "I want to visit Zhang Hanzhu's house."

Moxiu didn't seem to hear me, so he dragged me a few more steps.

I had no choice but to turn my hand and pull his clothes, and whispered: "There is a room opposite Zhang Hanzhu's room. I didn't go in last time."

At that time, I pretended to open a drawer containing beads to test Long Qixu, but he rejected me directly.

But when I looked at the door opposite, he generously asked me if I wanted to see it.

Once people want to hide something, normal people will directly refuse; but if they think in reverse, they will become proactive.

I put bone-penetrating incense on Zhang Hanzhu twice, but each time the incense burned came from the window of the room opposite her.

What Long Qishan wanted most was not the mystery of the snake coffin, but the secret of the attic in Huilong Village.

But why does Zhang Hanzhu have these bugs similar to the human-faced He Luo?

Mo Xiu seemed a little worried and glanced behind him, then he hugged me and walked toward the house where Zhang Hanzhu lived.

The school feeding is over now, so Moxiu let me go.

I looked back and saw Zhang Hanzhu still sitting on the manuscript papers on the floor, holding a live shrimp between his chopsticks.

The shrimp struggled on the chopsticks, flicking their tails.

Zhang Hanzhu seemed very satisfied with the vitality of the shrimp, slowly stretched out his chopsticks, and put the shrimp in the boiling water like mutton.

She looked at the pot with a heavy look, and after a while she took out the cooked shrimps, dipped them in some sauce, and stuffed them into her mouth without peeling them off, then raised her eyes and looked at me...

Inside the iron gate behind her, there was nothing on the school road.

There are no Feng family members who are used as live food, no snake babies, no blood or broken residue or anything.

It seems that the sound of those snake babies snatching food just now is just my hallucination.

But outside the school, the children of the Feng family were facing the school and their backs were facing me, with the stone sword in their hands pressed against the ground, their backs tensed.

The veins on the back of several necks were bursting out, and the roots of their ears were bulging.

These prove how resentful they are.

I looked at Zhang Hanzhu with deep eyes, waved at her heavily, and pulled Mo Xiu into the corridor.

The corridor was damp and cold. As soon as I entered, I shivered with cold.

Moxiu's hand was very cold, but he still held mine instead, and rubbed it slowly, helping me to warm it up.

This repetition school is relatively old, so the rented houses are not expensive.

Mo Xiu rubbed my hands and pulled me up. I looked at the steps that were worn flat step by step, and felt that my hands were warm and a little hot from the rubbing.

Since Zhang Hanzhu appeared, he didn't speak anymore, but just stayed with me silently.

He turned around and held Mo Xiu's hand, and said with a wry smile: "When we were in Qingshui Town, something happened to Taoist Zhang. I asked Yu Xinhe to help me bring Zhang Hanzhu out. When she left, I didn't send her off, but I just said something, I just found out she was gone."

"I regretted it at the time, thinking that I might not be able to see her again in the future, so I should say goodbye. Let her..." I felt that my hand, which had just been warmed, seemed to be cold again.

That idea is just wishful thinking on my part.

With a low snort: "But now there will be no more goodbyes."

"Many people left unexpectedly, or died, or turned around and left suddenly, without time to say goodbye." Mo Xiu pulled me to a door.

Turning around and looking at me: "Qingshui Town, there is no ordinary person."

"Yes, they are all the coffin keepers of the snake coffin." I laughed at myself.

Pulling Moxiu back a few steps, looking at the door, he raised his foot, and kicked heavily against the door.

Mo Xiu just let go of the hand he was holding, retreated all the way to the wall, and stood against the wall.

After a few feet, the door stood still.

But the anger in my heart could not be dissipated. I kicked my feet in turn, holding the stone knife in my right hand, and stroked it again and again, while my left hand kept beating.

In the narrow and dark corridor, the sounds of "bang bang" and "clap bang" and the scratching of stone knives echoed, as well as the sound of my shouting and heavy breathing.

After Mo Xiu strengthened my tendons and washed my bones, I was stronger than ordinary people. The stone knife was brought by Ana from Fengjia to Bashan, and then passed on to Longling, and then brought back to Longcun. into my hands.

So whether it was Long Qixu who put spells on the door, or Zhang Hanzhu who put something on it, after my venting toss, the door has been broken into a lot of fine wood slag.

But the door is really strong, and the lock is not broken.

I still used a stone knife to cut a hole next to the door lock that I could put my hand in, and then opened the door.

From the beginning to the end, Mo Xiu just looked at me calmly and waited until the door opened before accompanying me in.

The inside of the house is still the same as when I came last time, obviously redecorated, much better than the house we rented.

On the dining table, there was also an unwashed soy milk machine, a cup from which the soy milk had been drunk, half a bag of toast, a bottle of blueberry jam with toast, and an unpeeled hard-boiled egg.

Obviously Zhang Hanzhu had breakfast at home in the morning before going to school...

I scanned the dining table, thinking that Zhang Hanzhu would still be eating lunch at the school gate.

The children of Feng's family became the live food of Snake Baby, and Feng Xi even gave her a pot of live shrimp, let her have boiled or drunk shrimp, which made her feel uncomfortable.

I can understand what Feng Xi means, but I can’t understand why she didn’t think of a way to save those people...

But I can't save them, and I have to watch those people become... living food.

Zhang Hanzhu clearly did something that outraged both humans and gods, how could she still eat with peace of mind?
That's right, there is no God in this world, so what's the use of people's anger.

I twisted my neck stiffly, and Mo Xiu pulled me towards the room.

The door of Zhang Hanzhu's room was still open, and the review materials, pasted formulas and words, and dolls were neatly arranged on the desk, exactly the same as when I came last time.

But this time, I glanced at it, but I didn't want to open it again.

He took Mo Xiu's hand and turned to look at the closed door opposite.

I raised my foot and was about to kick it, but Mo Xiu hurriedly put his arms around me and took a step back.

He used a little force and directly pressed me against the wall of the aisle.

Followed Shen Yan and looked at me: "Although I have no mana, I still have instincts. Behind this door, there is a very... scary thing."

"Is there anything scarier than the snake coffin?" I couldn't help laughing.

He took Mo Xiu's hand and patted my heart: "Mo Xiu, although I don't know why you forbid me to open the snake coffin, but how the snake coffin was made, and what happened to the body snake, no one knows better than me. Clear."

Mo Xiu's cold fingertips trembled, and he pressed his fingertips against my heart.

Then I slowly let go of my hand, took a step forward, stretched out my hand to pinch the doorknob, and twisted it lightly: "This door is not locked, and no spells have been cast on it. It has always been kept."

With Mo Xiu's slight push, the closed door opened quietly.

In that room, there were no daily necessities such as beds or desks.

The midday sun shines through the heavy curtains into the house, giving the whole room a warm glow, but the soles of my feet feel cold.

In that room, there were many black eggs densely packed.

Each one is half a person tall, oval in shape, and there is something like beige foam glue sticking to the ground underneath, making these eggs stand firm.

And in the middle of these eggs, there are traces of thin white mucus left by snails or slugs crawling over, and it is obvious that something has swum.

The night when Huilong Village fell suddenly flashed before my eyes. In the flames, I saw the attic through the glass, and there were many black eggs like this...

"Is this the egg of Long Fuqian?" I suddenly felt a little confused.

Huilong Village fell, but reappeared in Bashan; Human Face He Luo didn't let anyone enter Huilong Village, but Zhang Hanzhu was able to control bugs similar to Human Face He Luo.

Now across her room, these black eggs appeared again?

This house belongs to Long Qixu, and he also lived in it. Could it be that these black eggs were moved by Long Qixu and his wife from the attic of Huilong Village?

But after they escaped, when they returned to Qingshui Town, it was when I went to Bashan.

At that time, the Feng family had been excavating in Huilong Village for a long time...

If the most important thing in the attic of Huilong Village is these black eggs, since the eggs are here, why does Long Qixu want to enter Huilong Village?

But Mo Xiu pointed to the wall next to him: "This is not Long Fuqian's egg, and it's not an egg, but an egg case."

Only one egg can be hatched, and the egg sheath can be as few as ten, as many as dozens or hundreds.

No matter what is hatched in the egg case, just looking at the quantity is already terrifying.

"Long Fuqian should be dead, so who gave birth to these egg cases? What's inside? Has it hatched?" When I thought that there might be something unhatched in these black egg cases, which would come out at any time, I felt a little bit The hairs stand on end, I don't want to stand here anymore.

(End of this chapter)