My master is the coffin

Chapter 50 Escape
Zhang Yuan's soul gradually became empty, while the paper figurine in Zhizha Wu's hand gradually became animated.We know that Zhang Yuan has attached to it.

I stared blankly at the paper figurine, and called softly, "Master."

Zhang Yuan didn't answer me.

Zhi Zha Wu put the paper figurine in the coffin, and then stretched out his hand to pull the beautiful woman out.

The beauty is still sleeping groggyly, as if she has no consciousness.Zhizha Wu handed the beauty to me, then reached out and closed the coffin lid.

The three of us knew that this place was extremely dangerous and we couldn't stay here for long, so we hurried outside.

The coffins outside are quiet and there is no movement, which is a good sign.However, when we walked to the middle of the courtyard, we found something was wrong almost at the same time.

The old man and the mute had been fighting just now, and the shouts were louder and louder, but they never stopped.However, it is quiet now.

There is only one possibility, the old man has been killed by the mute.This also means that the mute will come back soon and block us in the coffin shop.

Zhi Zha Wu whispered: "Go quickly." Then he was about to rush out from the gate.

At the critical moment, the abbot stretched out his big hand, grabbed him, and said anxiously: "You are stupid, the dumb man will definitely go through the front door when he comes back, and bump into us. Hurry up and climb over the wall."

Zhizha Wu patted his forehead: "I'm confused, I'm really confused. Go, let's climb over the wall."

However, as soon as this sentence was finished, the door of the coffin shop rang, followed by the sound of light footsteps.

It's over, the mute has returned.

It was too late to jump over the wall again at this time.A few of us bent down and hid behind a coffin, trying to hide.

The mute's footsteps were very light, but to my ears, it sounded like a big hammer hitting the heart.I swallowed and listened nervously to the voice.Fortunately, the sound got farther and farther away, and it was probably about to enter the house.

There was a burst of joy in my heart: "Have you been saved?"

However, I didn't expect that extreme joy begets sorrow.The beauty who had been sleeping on my back just woke up at this time, she whispered softly, "Where is this?"

This voice, if it is in normal times, I will definitely think it is the sound of nature.However, in this situation, this sentence seems to have sentenced me to death.

After saying this, the beauty fell asleep again.However, the sound of dumb footsteps was already coming here.Obviously, the sound just now had startled him.

I, the abbot, Zhizha Wu.The faces of the three of us were pale, and we all looked like we were about to die.

I was so anxious that I was about to cry, and I clenched my hands together, not knowing what to do.

Seeing that the mute was about to come, at this moment, Zhi Zha Wu suddenly jumped up, shouted, and rushed out.

The abbot and I were both surprised and grateful. We didn't even have the courage to raise our heads. We just listened quietly.

I don't know if they started fighting, but Zhi Zha Wu kept wailing, and his voice became weaker and weaker.

The abbot's face was ashen, he didn't dare to make a sound, he gestured to me with his mouth and said: "He won't last long."

I shook my head, signaling him to be calm.

Sure enough, after a few seconds, the sound stopped abruptly.I cautiously glanced outside, then tugged at the abbot, and said, "Let's go."

The abbot looked terrified: "You don't want to die?"

I pulled him up: "Don't worry, the rooster is crowing."

The two of us stood up, and there was no one in the yard.

The abbot still didn't understand: "What's going on?"

I said, "When the rooster crows, it means dawn. All the little ghosts have to avoid it. When that old guy Zhang Yuan was around, he would wake me up at this time every day to feel the yin and yang. I already have a biological clock."

The abbot and I did not delay, and rushed to the Dasheng Temple without stopping with the beauty on our backs.

In theory, no ghost would dare to arrest people in the temple in broad daylight, so we had a whole day to escape.

The abbot and I were tired and scared all night, and we were already exhausted.

The two of us fell on the main hall, panting against the futon.

The abbot said: "I really didn't expect that old man Wu is usually so timid, but when things come to an end, he actually shows loyalty."

I nodded: "Yeah, I really didn't expect that. However, you are not bad, abbot. Although this trip didn't help much, but you are willing to come, it is already very face-saving."

The abbot looked disdainful: "It seems that you have played some good role."

Then he pointed to the beautiful woman lying on the ground: "What's the matter with this girl? Why does she keep sleeping? Or let's try to wake her up?"

I nodded: "Of course I have to wake up, or will I carry her to Xi'an later?"

The abbot sighed: "Xu You, are we really going to Xi'an? As soon as your master's upper lip touches the lower lip, we will run around Xi'an to find someone who died hundreds of years ago. Why do I think it's a bit ridiculous?" Woolen cloth?"

The two of us were talking, when suddenly a leisurely voice came from the corner: "If you want to die, don't go."

The sound was so close to us that it startled me and the abbot.

Originally, the two of us were frightened along the way, but when we heard this sound suddenly, we jumped up in fright.

The abbot stumbled and ran outside, shouting, "There is a ghost."

I was a little more sensible than him, although I was quite frightened, but luckily I didn't run away, but pulled out the mahogany sword and shouted: "Who is talking?"

Then, I heard the voice come out again: "I am under the altar."

By this time it was already dawn.I cheered myself up: "It's broad daylight, can ghosts be frightened? If I don't even have the courage, I don't have to go to Xi'an." Thinking of this, I picked up the tablecloth on the altar with a mahogany sword .There is a layer of dust below, and in this dust lies a blood-stained paper figurine.

I looked at the paper figurines under the altar, and couldn't help being a little surprised.

At this time, the paper figurine said faintly, "I am Zhi Zha Wu."

I shook my head again and again: "Impossible, Zhi Zha Wu was killed by the dumb."

The paper man chuckled, and his voice was full of pride: "Everything stays on the line, I really want to see you in the future. I, Zhi Zha Wu, have been walking in the rivers and lakes for so many years, can I not leave a way for myself at the critical moment of life? I followed you to the coffin last night. What is laid out is a part of my soul, and the rest is inside the paper doll."

When Zhi Zha Wu said so, I couldn't help but believe it.No wonder Zhizha Wu, who is usually as timid as a mouse, is so brave at the critical moment, so he has a backup.

As I was thinking like this, the paper man suddenly let out a light sound, and more blood gushed out. Now, it has completely turned into a red man.

Although I am not proficient in Taoism, I can also feel at this time that Zhizha Wu's situation is not good.

Sure enough, Zhi Zha Wu said in a weak voice: "The mute is too strong. He knows that my life span is over. If I stay in the paper doll again, he will definitely catch me back."

I asked nervously, "What should I do then?"

Zhi Zha Wu was silent for a while, then asked me: "Do you have a mahogany sword?"

I pointed to the mahogany sword in my hand: "Here."

Zhi Zha Wu hesitated for a moment, and said: "Xu You, I have helped you so much, if you want to store your soul on your sword, you have no problem."

I readily agreed: "Of course no problem, what's the problem? Eh? Wait."

I suddenly felt something was wrong.Judging from Zhi Zha Wu's tone just now, he seemed worried that I would disagree.Why should I disagree?Could this matter be against me?

I suddenly remembered that Zhang Yuan once told me to sacrifice this sword with blood every day. Only in this way, with the improvement of Taoism, this sword will become more and more powerful.Is it possible that it has something to do with this matter?

I told Zhizha Wu what I thought of.Unexpectedly, he was very frank: "If it was someone else, I would have fooled it. But we are different. After all, we are born and die, and we have some feelings. I don't want to hide it from you. If you let me attach it to the mahogany sword, the two of us will be together." It is equivalent to signing a blood contract."

This sentence surprised me.Because I think of Li Xiaoxing's family coming.At the beginning, Zhi Zha Wu signed a blood contract with them, but in the end, they made a lot of trouble for them.

Zhi Zha Wu seemed to know what I was thinking, and said in a very flat tone: "After signing the blood contract, the two of us will share weal and woe, one will suffer and the other will prosper. If you are in any danger, I will definitely help you with all my strength. It won't hurt you anymore. Now it depends on whether you are willing to be entangled with half of a bad old man's soul. "

I am still pondering.And Zhi Zha Wu finally couldn't help but urged: "You better hurry up, I can't hold on anymore."

I nodded heavily: "Okay, I agree."

As soon as this sentence was finished, the paper figurine lying on the ground burst into flames.Then, the fire gradually rose, igniting the mahogany sword.

I heard a tired voice say: "Before it gets dark, you must escape from Taiyuan."

Then, the fire gradually died out.And my mahogany sword seems to be a little brighter than before.

I looked at the mahogany sword and fell silent.As soon as I turned around, I found that the abbot was right behind me.He looked at me in surprise: "Zhi Zha Wu, in this sword?"

I nodded: "It seems to be."

The abbot sighed: "Are we going to escape before dark? I really hate this temple."

Before the abbot finished speaking, Zhi Zhawu's voice sounded again: "Abbot, you don't have to leave. After all, you are not from our sect. As long as your life is still alive, no one will touch you."

The abbot grinned: "It's fine if you don't have to go, it's fine if you don't have to go."

Then, Zhi Zha Wu said softly: "I am seriously injured, I will cultivate in this sword for a while first. If you escape successfully, call me in the middle of the night. Let's discuss the next thing carefully."

After saying this sentence, Zhi Zha Wu no longer made a sound.

I looked at the abbot: "It seems that we have to say goodbye."

The abbot waved his hand desolately, turned around and walked towards the meditation room: "Let's go, let's go, from now on the incense in the temple will be mine." Then he closed the door heavily, not intending to come out and give it away.

(End of this chapter)