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Chapter 744 Hiding

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    My shout echoed in the empty haired ghost, and the echo lingered in my ears!

    The line of sight swept across the entire rocky field, and on the left and right sides were dark trees that could not be seen through.

    In the end, the echo became trembling and long, and it seemed to be mixed with other voices, like someone crying, or someone laughing.

    I almost couldn't tell whether the voice at the back was an auditory hallucination caused by my nervousness, or something popped out of those invisible places

    It has only been two or three minutes since I went into the water for the second time. Liu Yu cursed them all standing on the shore perfectly before, where are they now?

    Even if something comes out, it should leave traces of fighting.

    Besides, Liu Yu's curse is not an ordinary Taoist priest, no matter how strong the Yin Yang Corpse is, it is impossible to get rid of him in two or three minutes

    "Sixteen, come help first, get the coffin up, and then we'll go find Niubi." Liu Wensan's breathless shout came from behind.

    I turned around, Liu Wensan was pulling the coffin on the bank, and the water ghoul was pushing behind.

    Wooden coffins have buoyancy in the water, and out of the water, coupled with the uneven rocks on the shore, they can only be dragged hard, which is difficult to get up.

    I went over to help right away, and the two of them, a water ghoul, took a lot of effort to drag the chestnut coffin up with difficulty.

    The seemingly thin coffin is really heavy.

    The bark on the coffin is old and knotted, but the branches that grow on it are still tender.

    My heart is pounding. After the coffin was opened last time, the scene of Yang Xiayuan going up the cliff to suck the blood of Qiu Chudaoshan's corpse is still vivid in my mind.

    I have an urge to open the chestnut coffin now.

    Yang Xiayuan not only wanted the corpse pill, he also wanted all the Feng Shui techniques of Qiu Chudao.

    Logically speaking, Qiu Chudao should still have a view of the mountain.

    I don't know if this one is different from the one in Ji Niang's hand?

    "What the hell is Niubi doing? It was killed in a few minutes?" Liu Wensan wiped the water from his head, his expression was not very good.

    I suppressed other thoughts, and replied hoarsely: "That's definitely not possible."

    I stared at the chestnut coffin for a while, hesitated before saying: "There must be something wrong with them missing, and they may be looking for something, Uncle Wen, I have to go and find out, you guard the coffin, don't go anywhere  go."

    Liu Wensan touched his body and took out another bottle of Erguotou from nowhere. He took a sip and muttered, "This is the last one. You should save some. Sixteen, be careful. If you have any problems, immediately  Shout, we are fighting for our lives, we can't keep it."

    I nodded to show that I understood.

    Looking down at the ground, there are no footprints on the rocky ground.

    However, after walking a few steps forward, I found that there was a white mark on a few rocks.

    There is obviously no dust on the white marks, and there are no traces of weathering. It is extremely obvious, and it should have just fallen.

    My breathing became short of breath. Sure enough, Liu Yu's curse wouldn't just go away, leaving this trace, which just gave me direction!

    The speed under my feet suddenly accelerated, and in the process of walking forward, I saw several white marks like this again, and I became more and more convinced that this was the mark left by Liu Yu's curse!

    In a blink of an eye, I came to the forest on the right.

    In the pitch-black forest, most of the trees in it are thick and thick, and more than half of them have been buried. Compared with the rocky ground, the forest is somewhat sunken, about two or three meters deep

    Scattered footprints on a tree leaning against a rocky ground.

    I climbed down the tree trunk and reached the bottom of the pit. The light here was frighteningly dark, not to the point where I couldn't see my fingers, and it was basically the same as the night.

    The surroundings are too quiet, the quiet needle drop can be heard, and I can even feel the slight beating of my temple.

    Just because it was too quiet, I didn't dare to call out Liu Yu's curse.

    There seems to be something in here, I always feel that there are eyes staring at me in the dark

    I took out the phone from my body, fumbled and turned on the flashlight to illuminate it.

    Finally, I can see something clearly in my sight.

    There are still footprints on the ground, and the branches of the trees are in a mess.

    I suddenly felt that the feeling of being watched became much stronger, and goose bumps sprang up on my body instantly.

    ?Looking down a little more, I realized that my feet were not really on the ground, but more of the piled up rocks that looked flat.The surface is complete, but there are many gaps when you look closely.

    Going forward, there will be no marks.

    ?It was as if a stone was hanging in my heart. As I walked forward, I held up the Yang Gongpan and moved forward according to the pointer in it.

    Although the pointer is chaotic, it can still distinguish the stitches of its rotation.

    I kept changing directions, and in which direction the needle turned more reflected, I would go down in that direction!

    It's very simple, the thing that can lure Liu Yu to curse them away is by no means an ordinary thing, the vicious ones here are either Yin Yang corpses or evil spirits!

    Of course, it could also be Yang Xiayuan

    ?My determined attention is to use the rotating needle to find it first. If I really can¡¯t find it in the end, I will use the reverse needle again. Yang Xiayuan is a disobedient person!

    After seven or eight minutes, I have already gone deep into the woods. After all, apart from Yang Gongpan, I have no other sense of direction

    Amidst the rustling sound, the spinning needle on Yang Gong's plate became stronger and stronger!

    It's like it's about to pop out of the middle plate!

    Suddenly, there was a faint air flow over my shoulders.

    Originally, I wasn't able to notice such a subtle change, but it was so obvious because it was too quiet here.

    I was about to raise my head suddenly, when I tilted my ears and felt a gust of wind flash by, and before I could react, my mouth was tightly covered.

    "Shhhhh" There was a strong sense of familiarity in the exceptionally slight hiss.

    Isn't it the voice of Liu Yu's curse?

    I relaxed all over and didn't resist anymore.

    The shoulder was also carried by a hand, and it passed quickly to the side. The next moment, we fell into a more sunken position.

    "Turn off the lights." The voice came to my ears again, and I immediately turned off the flashlight of the mobile phone as Liu Yu said.

    The light here is still dim, but it is obviously much better than the previous darkness.

    And this place is indeed a more sunken pothole, but it is not big.

    A few big rocks are propped up next to it, and there are two tree trunks at the top.

    Liu Yufu didn't look at me, his body was slightly bent, obviously looking obliquely ahead outside the pit.

    I got up along the way and looked over there together.

    About ten meters away, a coffin can be vaguely seen in the gaps of some chaotic trees.

    No!  It was a coffin, still emitting a faint halo.

    Next to the coffin, there are many "people" squatting (Remember the website of this website: www.hlnovel.com
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