dragon hunter

Chapter 68 Snake Man
The hands and feet of the woman I carried were like sticks of dry wood. The fat man and I didn't dare to use too much force, for fear that the other's hands and feet would be broken if we exerted too much strength.

When Zhen Qingyi saw the woman we carried out, his face changed. He took out a few silver needles and stuck them on her meridians to help her activate Qi and blood.

There was a muffled sound in the room, dust was flying, and the figure of the old boatman rolled out in embarrassment.

"Old man, what's the matter?" I hurriedly supported the old boatman, looking a little shocked.

"The boat overturned in the gutter, I didn't expect there to be a mechanism inside." The old boatman was a little embarrassed.

"Crack!" There was a crisp sound, as if something inside was shattered.

"Hurry up, tear off those yin and yang silks, throw them outside and burn them, or it will be too late." The old boatman ordered with a disheveled face and a hasty tone.

I don't know why, seeing the old boatman with a serious expression, he turned and ran into the house, pulling the black silk hanging from the roof beams.

Li Xiaolei took out a flashlight, stood by the door to help illuminate, and urged Fatty Wang to go in to help.

Fatty Wang hurried in, twitching the black silk in a hurry, looked up and glanced at the room, and was taken aback, "So there's a room at the back with a lot of spirit cards."

I took a quick glance and saw that the house was in a mess, and several wooden doors at the back had collapsed, revealing a small room inside.

On the black rectangular tribute table, there are many spiritual tablets. Behind the spiritual tablet is not a portrait of the ancestor, but a wooden carving of a vicious feathered snake.

My heart skipped a beat, that feathered snake was haunted, and I almost suffered a big loss from that woodcarving last time.

"What the hell is that? The coffin is too big, it's a bit evil!" Fatty Wang stared blankly, and pointed to the back of the room.

I was messing around with the black silk, and the weird feathered snake wood carving made me a little uneasy, so I didn't notice what Fatty Wang was saying.

The old boatman rushed over, tore off a few strips of black silk, carried them and ran outside.

"Old man, what's going on?" I held a ball of black silk in my arms, my forehead was covered with sweat, and hurriedly chased him out.

"There's no time to explain, they're coming." The old boatman threw the black silk on the ground, and took out a rope from the snakeskin bag with some weird knots on it.

"Who are they?" Before I could ask, the old boatman ran to the intersection and tied the rope to two adjacent trees.

Suddenly a strong wind blew up on the flat ground, the kind of swirling wind that made the leaves and grass fly around.

"Hurry up, set the Yin-Yang silk on fire." The old boatman shouted in a hurry.

I was confused, took out the lighter, and lit a black silk on the ground. Because the wind was a bit strong, I lit a few more places.

As soon as the old boatman tied the rope tightly, the rope between the two trees shook violently, as if there were many invisible people crowded around the rope.

I thought of a possibility, and ran to Zhen Qingyi's side, asking for a bronze mirror, and under the hazy moonlight, I looked at the bronze mirror.

"Ah! They're here." Zhen Qingyi let out an exclamation from behind me.

A cold chill rose from my back, and through the bronze mirror, I saw the crowd behind the rope.

The group of people dressed plainly, looked like a group of villagers, their eyes were a little dull, they were blocked by ropes and didn't know how to detour, they crowded into a group passively.

"It's those invisible dream spirits, it's so dangerous!" I was terrified, but luckily the old boatman reacted quickly.

"Don't stand still, the rope won't last long, burn all the yin and yang silk quickly." The old boatman ran into the house in a hurry before he had time to catch his breath.

I saw the rope collapsed into an arc, my heart tightened, I turned around and rushed into the house, tore off some black silk, ran out and threw it on the burning fire.

"Just pull it and throw it by the door, speed up." Zhen Qingyi stared at the bronze mirror, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes.

I glanced at the bronze mirror, and when I saw the group of villagers, their expressions gradually became ferocious, and the faces crowded together looked terrifying.

Seeing that the rope was about to break, my heart jumped into my throat, and I quickly ran into the room, continued to pull on the black silk, and shouted, "Fatty, what the hell are you talking about?"

"Then... there seems to be something moving inside that big coffin." Fatty Wang was trembling all over, holding a piece of black silk in his hand, tremblingly said.

Only then did I realize that there was a huge stone coffin in the innermost room, and there was a "creaking" sound inside, which made people flustered.

It's true that the house is leaking and it rains overnight, but I can't take care of the sarcophagus right now, so I urge the fat man to pull the black silk quickly.

The torn black silk was thrown outside the door, Zhen Qingyi and Li Xiaolei relayed outside, picked up the silk and turned around and ran, throwing it into the pile of burning flames.

After tearing off the last piece of black silk and throwing it outside the door, I was so tired that I sat on the ground. Fortunately, the old boatman's rope was strong enough and it didn't break.

"Come and see, they disappeared." Zhen Qingyi looked at the bronze mirror and shouted happily.

When I saw the loose rope, I knew that the group of dream spirits had disappeared, but the immediate danger had not been lifted.

"The thing in the sarcophagus is extracting their souls." Fatty Wang shrank his neck and ran behind me.

I saw that the huge sarcophagus was connected with dense black threads, and the end of each black thread was connected to another coffin.

"Cut off those black threads quickly, we can't let him continue to draw his soul." I threw a burning talisman and cut off the black threads on a coffin beside me.

We still don't know what's in that big sarcophagus. If the other party absorbs enough souls, we will probably be the ones who are unlucky.

There are too many coffins in the room, I gritted my teeth and ran towards the innermost huge sarcophagus, throwing out the burning talisman in my hand like money.

"Be careful, something fell on your head!" Zhen Qingyi's voice sounded very anxious.

I heard a strange voice coming from my head, and I looked up subconsciously, and saw a huge iron cage, which quickly fell down.

Fortunately, with the guidance of the old boatman, my footwork was much more flexible, and I swayed to avoid the falling iron cage, and the dust flew up with a "clang".

The square iron cage covered the huge sarcophagus inside, and the black thread connected to the sarcophagus became thicker and thicker.

A few thin black threads flew out like a puff of smoke, and reconnected to the severed coffins.

"Fatty, hurry up and help." I ran to the side, lifted the lid of a coffin vigorously, lifted the person inside, and yelled at the fatty.

The situation is critical now, in order to cut off the source of the other party's soul absorption, we can only move the people in these coffins out first.

The person lying in the coffin was shockingly thin, with only skin and bones left, and his body was lifeless.

"These are the direct descendants of the Ma family. I didn't expect to end up like this." The old boatman ran over and slapped the iron cage angrily.

The iron cage shook violently, the dust from the roof fluttered down, the smoke filled the air, and the choking person coughed.

"It's too late, the souls of the people in the coffin here have been drained." The old boatman opened a coffin lid and muttered to himself.

There was a mechanical sound from inside the huge sarcophagus, and the lid was slowly opened, attracting the attention of all of us.

Li Xiaolei's pretty face turned pale, and she held up a flashlight to shine on the huge sarcophagus, the light trembling a little.

With the dim light of the flashlight, I saw a lifelike feathered snake carved on the top of the sarcophagus. The blood-red eyes of the snake made people feel chilling.

"Then...what's in that sarcophagus?" Fatty Wang's teeth chattered, half of his head was exposed behind me, and he looked at the sarcophagus with trepidation.

"Bang Dang!" With a loud noise, the heavy coffin lid of the sarcophagus hit the ground heavily, revealing the things lying in the coffin.

"Ah, what a scary thing, is that a snake man?" Zhen Qingyi held my arm tightly, her fingers turned white from the force.

My heartbeat suddenly stopped for half a beat, and even my breathing stopped. The things lying in the sarcophagus made my whole body cold.

I felt that someone was pulling the corner of my clothes, subconsciously looked sideways, and saw Li Xiaolei's face was pale, her eyes were full of horror, and her little hands were tightly pinching the corners of my clothes.

"Hey!" Fatty Wang was such a coward, the fat on his face was trembling.

"Believe in the snake god, become a flying fairy!" The snake man lying in the sarcophagus, with a hoarse voice, opened his eyes, stood up, and looked at us with cold eyes.

It was a monster with a human upper body and a snake lower part, with a bald head and no hair, but with a few feathers growing behind its head.

"Ah, so it's him!" I could not help exclaiming when I saw the snake man's face clearly.

The snake man's face was very peculiar and unforgettable. There was a black spot on the left cheek, which looked like a wolf's head, and the other side had a colorful complexion as if it had been bitten by a poisonous insect.

"Old Ma, I haven't seen you for more than ten years. I didn't expect you to become a monster with neither human nor ghost." The old boatman's face was serious, as if he knew the snake man.

"Hiss, I sacrificed myself to the snake god and gained great power, what's wrong?" The snake man's voice was hoarse, and his eyes were cold and heartless.

"Crazy, the people lying in the coffins around are all relatives of your blood." The old boatman spat and stared at the snake man with disgust.

"Dear ones? When I was young, they sacrificed my parents to the snake god in order to survive, and then said that I am the lone star of the gods, and that I can control my father and my mother. I don't have such relatives." The eyes of the snake man were full of resentment.

"It's useless to talk too much. We have been old enemies for many years. Today you should pay back the old debt." The old boatman threw away the snakeskin bag on his back and stood up straight. His whole posture changed suddenly.

The snake man didn't speak, just let out a series of sneers, stretched out his hand and pressed on the sarcophagus, and the square iron cage slowly rose up.

"Go out first, be careful of accidental injury." I pushed Zhen Qingyi, the snake man looked very dangerous.

The old boatman took a step forward, his body was as straight as a pine, and he didn't change his expression when facing the weird snake man.

The snake man moved, faster than I imagined. In a blink of an eye, I saw a snake tail, and it was drawn towards the old boatman.

"Old man, be careful!" I looked nervously at the old boatman's back and reminded me loudly.

The old boatman reacted very quickly, he kicked at the tail of the snake, his body swayed, his arm was as fast as lightning, and he punched the snake man.

The two sides moved extremely fast, and I could only see two blurred shadows, entangled with each other, the surrounding dust was flying, and the coffin fragments were scattered all over the place.

Only then did I realize that when the old boatman dealt with the group of zombies, he didn't use his full skills at all.

(End of this chapter)