Female boss Bai, cupping the rice dumplings at the beginning

"What's the situation?"

Noticing the change in Zhang Qilin's expression, Qin Tian's brows furrowed.

He thought that as long as he dodged the mirror in the hands of those female imps, he would be fine.

But now it seems that things are not so simple.

"They're waking up something."

Zhang Qilin said, his face was a little ugly.

At the same time, the imps who had been around them suddenly moved backwards.

As they retreated, their figures became fainter and fainter.

[Damn, what the hell? These children are not the living dead, are they? 】

[Lao Tzu actually saw the picture that can only be seen in horror movies here...]

[Isn't it really the program team that got the special effects? ] 】

[How can the program team engage in special effects here! ] I feel like the staff of the program team are scared silly at this moment, right? 】

The audience watched the little imp who was whining and crying and gradually disappearing, and their scalps were numb.

These imps are even more terrifying than the living dead!

Some of them were not mistaken.

After seeing these little ghosts disappear, Zhang Yuan and the others were also frightened.

At first, everyone thought that these imps were the living dead, thinking that they were similar to the villagers in the ghost village.

As a result, it now seems that these imps have no physical entity at all, more like phantoms!

But without a physical body, why do they look so real?

And why does the thing they hold in their hands look like it's real?

As for the corpses of these imps, where are they?

Chen Yongchang and Qian Pengyi stared at the direction in which the little ghost retreated, and finally their eyes stayed on the houses that were only painted with doors and windows.

The pupils shrank, and the two of them said almost in unison: "It's those houses!" "

"House?"

Zhang Yuan swallowed nervously and wondered: "What's wrong with those houses?" "

Hearing this, Qian Pengyi shook his head and said: "It's not a house at all, it's all sealed coffins, it's the coffins of those little ghosts!" "

“......"

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at the dense houses on the screen, and only felt a chill rushing from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads.

Coffin?

With so many coffins, even if there is only one child's body in each coffin, how many children must be buried here?

"Bai Yue and Zhang Qilin, I'm afraid I'm in big trouble this time..."

Chen Yongchang stared at the screen with an ugly expression.

This dungeon is definitely not as calm and simple as it seems on the surface!

......

While the two professors Chen and Qian were studying the coffin, Qin Tian and Zhang Qilin were in no mood to care about the situation of those little ghosts.

Qin Tian still remembered what Zhang Qilin said just now.

These little ghosts are waking up something.

What is it that wakes up?

Click!

At this moment, there was a sudden muffled sound beside the two of them.

Looking back at "Three Zero Seven", Qin Tian couldn't help but be stunned.

Not far behind them, directly in front of the underground palace, a long row of coffins suddenly appeared.

Each coffin was covered with heavy stone slabs.

Behind the front row of coffins, there is also a bronze coffin twice the size of the previous coffin.

"Did you have any of these coffins before?"

Stepping back slightly, Qin Tian asked Zhang Qilin beside him with a solemn expression.

After a while, Zhang Qilin reminded in a very low voice: "Don't make a sound, now go back..."

Hearing this, Qin Tian didn't bother to ask why, and followed Zhang Qilin step by step backwards.

As they retreated, the coffin remained calm.

But just when Qin Tian and Zhang Qilin left the range where those "houses" were located, they were not far from the exit of the underground palace.

Boom boom...

The coffin, which had not moved at all, suddenly began to vibrate.

The coffin board also began to shake incessantly, and began to create a gap between it and the coffin.

"Stop!"

Seeing this, Zhang Qilin and Li Ke stopped.

With a frown, Qin Tian had already retreated to half of his feet, and hurriedly withdrew it.

Boom boom...

The coffin board was still shaking.

But Qin Tian and Zhang Qilin didn't move, and the coffin didn't move except for shaking.

[What's going on with these coffins?] The dead are resurrected? 】

[Is it as long as Boss Bai and the little brother take a step back, the things in the coffin will come out? ] 】

[Then Boss Bai and the little brother can't stand here for a lifetime, right? ] 】

[This place is really evil! 】

[Does anyone know what's in the coffin?] 】

[If you can know this, you can become an expert.] 】

[I guess the experts don't know, right? 】

The audience looked at the coffin in the live broadcast in horror, even through the screen, there was an immersive sense of fear.

It's as if the contents of this coffin will rush straight in front of their eyes when they come out.

Qin Tian stared at those coffins with deep eyes, was silent for a moment, and whispered to Zhang Qilin, "What is in the coffin?" "

Hearing this, Zhang Qilin didn't answer, but frowned tightly and said, "The bronze coffin can't be opened." "

Bronze coffin?

Qin Tian's gaze stayed on the bronze coffin in the farthest distance, his expression subtle.

The size of the bronze coffin is indeed a bit weird.

No matter how much the sarcophagus in front of it vibrated violently, the bronze coffin did not react.

According to Zhang Qilin's meaning, the things in the bronze coffin seem to be the most troublesome.

"What now?"

Turning his head to look at Zhang Qilin, Qin Tian was a little helpless.

In this case, if you continue to retreat, the sarcophagus in front should be opened.

But if you don't retreat, you can't stay here forever, right?

Then even if the sarcophagus is not opened, it won't be long before he and Zhang Qilin will become dried corpses here.

Facing Qin Tian's inquiry, Zhang Qilin frowned.

Just now he sensed that something was wrong in the dungeon, but he didn't expect things to be so complicated.

Now it seems that from the moment you step into this dungeon, every step is a trap.

The lamp oil burning on both sides of the ditch, after smelling it, as long as the distance between it and those little ghosts is about ten meters, you will fall into hallucinations.

He was lucky to get out of the illusion just now, and it was also because his own blood forced those little ghosts back.

This is also the reason why the viewers who watched the live broadcast also saw the imp, but did not fall into a hallucination.

As for the use of the mirror and the copper ball in the little ghost's hand, he hasn't figured it out yet.

And the connection between the bronze coffin and the sarcophagus, he probably also knows it.

Staring at the sarcophagus with black eyes, Zhang Qilin clenched his hands slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Two choices." "

"One, stay still, or return to its original position, and the sarcophagus will be calm again."

"The downside, it's that I'm entangled by the imp again, and I don't know what to expect."

"Two, it is to draw out the contents of the sarcophagus and solve it."

"When we finish figuring out the contents of the sarcophagus, there is a good chance that the contents of the bronze coffin will open the bronze coffin."

"At that point, if we want to leave or pass through here, we have to deal with them all, and the danger is very high."

Qin Tian saw that Zhang Qilin had explained so much for the first time, and he also realized the seriousness of the matter.

The first option is full of unknowns, and I am afraid that they will always be entangled until they have figured out those imps. It's mainly the copper ball in the hands of those little ghosts, and I don't know what I'm used for it yet.

The second option, which is dangerous, but knows what will happen next.

"Are you sure we're safe with the sarcophagus and bronze coffins?" Qin Tian said, looking at Zhang Qilin seriously with silver eyes.

Nodding slightly, Zhang Qilin also turned around again and looked at Qin Tian: "How do you choose?" "

Hearing this, the corners of Qin Tian's mouth curled slightly: "Since this is the case, then it is a good choice." "

As he spoke, he took a step back decisively, staring indifferently at the increasingly violent sarcophagus in front of him, and said coldly: "Let's fight, solve them all, wouldn't it be good." "

Rumble!!

As soon as Qin Tian's words fell, the coffin board of the front row of sarcophagi was suddenly opened.

Syllable!

Immediately afterwards, red hands were placed on the edge of the coffin.

Noticing those hands, Qin Tian frowned.

The skin on these hands is as if it has been detached from its own skeleton.

The wrinkled, reddish skin, barely hanging on the hand, seemed to be detached at any moment.

As these hands rested on the edge of the coffin, the contents of the coffin also sat up.

It was a red man, a man and a woman.

The skin on their bodies is also like the skin on their hands, as if it is detached from the internal bones and muscles, and hangs weakly on their bodies.

It's just that the degree of redness of their skin is also different.

Some people have already dark red skin, and the sagging is even worse.

There are also people who have pink skin on their bodies, and their appearance is quite clear.

Seeing these things that were neither human nor ghostly sitting up, Qin Tian and Zhang Qilin were instantly vigilant.

The audience noticed the appearance of these people, and there was a wave of disgust.

What are these? I thought it was going to be a dry corpse! 】

[Disgusting, disgusting! 】

[It's better to dry the corpse! 】

【it!】 The one on the far right has blood in his eyes! 】

[Earlier, where did you see that it was his eye socket?] Maybe it's the nostrils...]

[Anyway, it's bleeding from the hole, it's either the eye socket or the nostrils, it's not the nostrils or the mouth.] 】

[Vomit... No matter which hole the blood comes from, it's disgusting, okay! 】

[No, I'm thinking about you guys this topic is off, right? Boss Bai and the little brother are facing great danger at this time! 】

[Come on, just these few things, although they look disgusting, they won't hurt Boss Bai and the little brother. 】

[I think it's the same, these skeletons seem to be gone, just a puddle of meat, what can they do? 】

The audience looked at the things sitting up in the coffin disappreciatively, full of confidence in Qin Tian and Zhang Qilin.

But Chen Yongchang and Qian Pengyi, who were in the broadcast room, widened their eyes in shock.

"Professor Chen, Professor Qian, do you know anything?"

Seeing this, Zhang Yuan asked the two curiously.

Hearing this, Chen Yongchang took a deep breath, shook his head and said, "There is a conjecture, but I am not sure. "

Qian Pengyi continued: "We saw a mural in the ancient kingdom of the Queen Mother of the West before, and some things were recorded on it. "

"The contents of those coffins are somewhat similar to the pictures we see on the murals."

"It's just that the mural is incomplete, only part of it is left, and we have no way of knowing what is painted in the back."

"It can be seen from this that this place does have something to do with the ancient country of the Western Queen Mother." Chen Yongchang frowned tightly, and said in a deep voice: "Maybe this time, we can be here and know the content of the second half of the mural." "

Hearing this, Zhang Yuan's expression was also slightly solemn.

Knowing that the ghost town of Xiangxi has a relationship with the ancient country of the Queen Mother of the West can be regarded as an unexpected gain.

"That's... Director Zhang, there's one thing I'm not sure about. "

Seeing that Zhang Yuan finished chatting with the professors, a staff member next to him seized the opportunity and hurriedly came to Zhang Yuan's side.

Looking back at him, Zhang Yuan frowned and said, "What's the matter?" "

The staff looked at the picture in Qin Tian's live broadcast room again, and said in a low voice: "Didn't you ask me to focus on Ding Zekai and Yin Jia's group before?" "

"Ding Kaize Yin Jia?"

Hearing these two names, a blank look flashed across Zhang Yuan's face.

Soon, though, he remembered the two contestants.

The two are a boyfriend and girlfriend.

When I first signed up for the show, I strongly asked to be in a group with each other.

Because of the lack of female players, he reluctantly agreed at that time.

However, after participating in the competition, their performance has been average.

The ranking of the points leaderboard has always been ninth, so it has not attracted much attention.

"What happened to the two of them?" Zhang Yuan frowned.

The staff swallowed their saliva and said nervously: "They disappeared the day before yesterday, and then..." ）

"What do you say? Missing?! "

Hearing the word "missing", Zhang Yuan's eyes widened suddenly, and his face was incredulous: "Why did you only tell me about such a big thing now!" "

Hearing this, the staff looked uncomfortable: "I wanted to tell you at the time, but you were talking to the professors, let me deal with it simply, so..."

"Stupid! Are you stupid! Even if I said that at the time, you don't know how big it is to go missing! "

Looking at the staff member angrily, Zhang Yuan took a sharp breath, gritted his teeth and said, "Then why did you suddenly tell me about this now!" "

The staff seemed to be frightened by Zhang Yuan's anger.

Looking at Zhang Yuan in a panic, he stammered, "I just saw... Seeing the people in the coffin on the screen, I found that there were two people who seemed to be very similar to Ding Zekai and Yin Jia..."

"What?!"

Hearing this, Zhang Yuan immediately rushed to the screen, ordered the other staff to zoom in on the screen, and then stared at the corpses sitting up in the coffin.

Chen Yongchang and Qian Pengyi also realized the seriousness of the problem and quickly stepped forward.

After a few seconds, Zhang Yuan's eyes locked on the coffin on the far right, the two bodies with pink bodies.

After seeing the corpse's distorted face and carefully identifying it for a few minutes, he couldn't help but gasp.

Those two people are indeed Ding Zekai and Yin Jia.

Becoming like this, they can already be considered dead.

It's just that......

Why are they in this coffin?!

Pointing to the corpses of Ding Zekai and Yin Jia, Zhang Yuan looked at Chen Yongchang and Qian Pengyi with hair.

Just looking at the shocked expressions of the two professors, he guessed that the two professors definitely didn't know either.

And when they were shocked why Ding Zekai and Yin Jia appeared in the coffin, in the underground palace, the corpse in the coffin had already left the coffin.

"Roar!!"

A hoarse roar spread throughout the dungeon.

In the next second, these corpses dragged their flesh and skin, and with agile movements that did not match their appearance, they roared and rushed towards Qin Tian and Zhang Qilin.

"Be careful!"

While reminding Qin Tian, Zhang Qilin shook off the rewrapped black gold ancient knife and directly pulled out the knife and rushed forward.

Seeing this, Qin Tian's eyes were cold, and he also held a Tang knife in his hand and rushed towards one of the corpses.

"Roar!"

The eyes under the flesh and skin of the corpse seemed to lock on to Qin Tian.

The hand, which looked as if it had turned into a puddle, directly grabbed Qin Tian's shoulder with force.

The huge strength made Qin Tian couldn't help frowning.

Before, he also thought that these corpses were nothing.

But now it seems that he was careless.

"A knife to live together with the lion song!"

With a twist of the Tang knife in his hand, Qin Tian directly slashed at the corpse in front of him.

As the blade cut through the flesh, a thick and fishy stream of blood, as if squeezed, spurted out of the corpse's body.

Qin Tian retreated at the first moment.

But even so, blood still splattered on part of his body.

The places touched by the blood, whether it was clothes or skin, made a burst of "poof" sounds.

Feeling the tingling pain coming from his right hand, Qin Tian retreated for the first time.

Looking at his smoking wound, he looked tight.

The blood of these corpses has a corrosive effect!

"Lao Zhang, don't use a knife!"

Hearing Qin Tian's reminder, Zhang Qilin was about to slash at one of the corpses and immediately withdrew the knife.

Dodging the corpse's attack, he quickly glanced at Qin Tian's location.

After seeing the wounds on Qin Tian's body, his brows furrowed tightly.

Qin Tian himself didn't care.

It hurts a little, but it's not serious.

Glancing at the Tang knife in his hand, he found that the Tang knife was corroded by blood.

But even then, it can't be used.

Otherwise, cutting open the skin of these corpses will be like just now.

It seems that it can only be done with bare hands.

Seeing that this corpse man was rushing towards him again, Qin Tian directly did a backflip.

But the others dodged, but the backpack on their bodies was grabbed by the corpse.

Thorn ——!

No matter how strong the backpack is, it is pulled by two pulls, and it is still directly torn apart.

Syllable!

Grunt......

The contents of the backpack were scattered all over the ground in an instant.

The ordinary fire pot contained inside was directly shattered, and as for the thorn jar, it rolled towards several corpses.

Seeing this, Qin Tianyin's eyes widened, and he took off the backpack that had been torn, passed under the arm of the corpse in front of him, and flew towards the thorn jar that rolled away.

[Ahhh What is Boss Bai doing! Dangerous!! 】

[Boss Bai be careful! 】

[It's just a broken jar, Boss Bai is not worth it! ] 】

【it!】 So many corpses, Boss Bai, are you crazy! 】

When the audience saw this, they were immediately frightened.

They really couldn't imagine that Qin Tian would rush directly into the pile of corpses for a jar!

Zhang Qilin also noticed Qin Tian's actions, his black eyes widened, and he immediately kicked the corpse in front of him and rushed in the direction of Qin Tian.

"Roar!!

Seeing that Qin Tian took the initiative to send it to the door, the corpses surrounding the thorn jar all rushed towards Qin Tian.

At the same time that Qin Tianyi grabbed the thorn jar, several of the corpses had already raised their feet and stepped towards him.

Relying only on Qin Tian himself, there was no way to avoid these kicks.

Just as he was about to fight hard, a hand suddenly grabbed his shoulder.

Immediately after, the body moved.

When Qin Tian opened his eyes again, the person had already landed on the coffin of a little ghost.

"Crazy?"

Zhang Qilin's voice was inexplicably cold, and he seemed to be a little annoyed.

Looking at Qin Tian's eyes, there was a hint of shock.

Glancing at the thorn jar in Qin Tian's hand, his dark eyes narrowed, and then said, "It's just a fire cup, as for you working so hard?" "

It's not just Zhang Qilin.

The audience in the live broadcast room was also puzzled.

[Yes, Boss Bai, it's just a fire pot, is it worth your hard work for it? ] 】

[Fortunately, the little brother shot quickly just now, otherwise you would be gone, Boss Bai! ] 】

[There are thousands of fire pots, but you only have one boss! ] 】

[Boss Bai, don't take this risk for such a broken jar in the future...]

"It's different." Xiu frowned, Qin Tian clenched the thorn jar, and said without hesitation: "The thorn jar is my life, it must not be lost, it cannot be broken!" "

Before the similarity reaches 100%, you only have this one thorn pot.

It would be too uncomfortable if it was destroyed by those corpses like this, in case it wasn't used later.

And since just now, I always have a bad premonition in my heart, and I feel that I will soon use this thorn pot.

Believe in this sixth sense.

So no matter what, be sure to protect the barbed jar!

Stillers?

Hearing this strange name, Zhang Qilin frowned slightly, and the audience was stunned for a while.

【Natal life? Is there anything awesome about this barbed jar? 】

[A broken jar used for cupping, how awesome can it be?] 】

[It's the first time I've heard the name Thorn Jar, but I'm alone. 】

[I feel that the function is similar to a fire cup, and the appearance is not too much different.] 】

[I also think, such a jar, emmm... I really don't understand why Boss Bai cherishes it so much. 】

[Maybe for Boss Bai, what special memories does this thorn jar contain?] 】

[What special memories?] It can't be a special memory of cupping, right? 】

The audience looked at the thorn jar in Qin Tian's hand and couldn't help but feel helpless.

Even if Qin Tian said that this thorn pot was fate, they still felt that it was not worth it.

In the end, it's just a cupping jar, so what's the matter?

Zhang Qilin didn't ask too much.

"It's fate, then protect it."

After explaining this sentence, he jumped off the coffin of the little 0.5 ghost and rushed towards the corpses who surrounded him again.

Xiu frowned, Qin Tian looked around, and felt that it was safest to put this thorn jar on the coffin.

The corpses don't seem to jump, and the canisters are dead, so they don't pay attention.

The backpack is broken, and I have to deal with the corpses myself.

If you put it on your body, it is easy to break.

Directly in the center of the thorn jar coffin, Qin Tian glanced at the corpse people surrounding him with disgust, jumped forward, and stepped on the body of one of the corpses.

Jumping again, he went straight to the other corpse, then grabbed the flesh on the corpse, threw his long legs sideways, and kicked the corpse's head.

Boom!!

With a muffled sound, the corpse's head was directly deformed.

But even so, he could still move.

Grabbing Qin Tian's leg with one hand, the corpse man directly threw him up with force, and then smashed it towards the ground.

Seeing this, Qin Tianyin's eyes flashed coldly, and his body suddenly turned flexibly, and he came directly to the back of the corpse.

His arm locked the position of the corpse's waist, and he violently exerted force on his waist, and he was stunned to break the corpse's upper body backwards.

Boom!

There was another muffled sound.

Under the shocked gaze of the audience, Qin Tian simply smashed the top of the corpse's head and directly flattened it.

"Heart!"

Just when Qin Tian thought that this corpse man should die violently, Zhang Qilin's reminder suddenly came from the side.

Hearing this, Qin Tian's eyes were fierce, and an elbow strike smashed directly into the corpse's heart.

Click!

The sound of bones breaking rang out.

The corpse's chest cavity was directly deeply dented by Qin Tian's blow.

And as the corpse's heart shattered, the corpse suddenly began to swell.

Self-destructing?!

Shocked, Qin Tian quickly let go of the corpse man and rushed towards Zhang Qilin, who was still fighting with another corpse on the side.

At the same time that Zhang Qilin smashed the heart of the corpse in front of him with a punch, Qin Tianfei jumped and threw himself directly on the ground with him.

While the two of them were lying on the ground, the two corpses with broken hearts swelled to the limit and exploded directly.

As the explosion sounded, the flesh and blood of the corpse also splattered in all directions.

Because Qin Tian moved in time, the blood just splashed on his and Zhang Qilin's clothes.

"Are you alright?"

Qin Tian quickly got up and asked Zhang Qilin beside him.

As a result, as soon as he turned his head, his gaze was directly on Zhang Qilin's exposed skin because his clothes were corroded.

Black lines are all over Zhang Qilin's chest, outlining the appearance of one eye.

There seemed to be a flash of red light at the pupils of the eyes, making the eyes seem to be alive, revealing a cold weirdness.

Looking at this eye, Qin Tian was puzzled.

What is it?

Tattoo?

But when he was in the lake before, did Zhang Qilin have a tattoo on his body???。