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Chapter 1110 The Coffin at the Bottom of the Lake

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    It was cold, dead silent, unable to move.

    This is how everyone feels after sinking into the ghost lake.

    The body seems to be bound by something, it is no longer his own, he can only drift with the current in this lake, like a dead body.

    However, his consciousness is still clear, and he can even see everything in the lake clearly at this moment.

    But he just watched helplessly, unable to do anything about it.

    The worst situation is Li Jun.

    His feet were entangled by the hair of a dead body, and he sank very fast. The dye on his skin was dissipating, and the will-o'-the-wisp in his skin couldn't burn as before. Under the influence of the ghost lake  It seemed as if it was about to go out.

    At this moment, Li Jun only has a piece of dead skin left, and he himself is slowly withering.

    Ah Hong is also not well at the moment, she is not a different kind, but a ghost master.

    After the driving ghost was suppressed by the ghost lake, her life entered a countdown.

    She was drowning, suffocating Si minus 75zhon*gwen*.com Si

    Liu San's sinking speed was relatively slow, he was still conscious, the body of the paper figurine was still supporting, and he could see everything around him clearly, but he couldn't move.

    His body was so heavy that he couldn't even lift his fingers.

    "If I continue to sink in the ghost lake, my paper figurine's body will collapse in the water like before, but I remember that after sinking into the lake, there is still a chance to float up." Liu San didn't give up yet,  Still thinking about countermeasures.

    "If I want to get out of trouble, I must seize the opportunity to float up. The paper boat that floated up from the water before may be an opportunity. It is a supernatural thing brought out by Yang Jian from the ghost street. It is suspected that He Zha  Paper shop related." &#29306&#22914&#32&#122&#104&#117&#105&#119&#101&#110&#46&#111&#114&#103&#32&#29306&#22914

    His head is clear.

    Pay attention to all the information around you and look for a suitable opportunity.

    Liu San even took the time to glance at Yang Jian below him.

    "What's wrong with him? From the very beginning until now, he hasn't moved, he hasn't even spoken, and he hasn't even struggled when the boat sank. This doesn't fit his style at all. Could it be that Yang Jian really did something wrong?  serious problem?"

    "At this juncture, is his luck over? If that's the case, I can't control it."

    Liu San withdrew his gaze.

    He excluded Yang Jian's existence from the next action.

    The sinking of everyone is still going on.

    It has reached a place where the water is very deep. There are many corpses soaked in this water. These corpses are scattered and incomplete. They are all ordinary people who died in the ghost lake. There are a lot of them, as if passing through a group of floating corpses  , the swollen skin, the hollow white eyes, the scalp of the person watching it is numb.

    The ghost masters can't stay here, they are still sinking.

    However, at this moment.

    The skin on Liu San's body is peeling off and drifting away No, that's not his skin, it's the paper attached to his body, each piece of paper looks like flesh, it's hard to distinguish for a while, but in the lake water  After soaking, it finally lost some kind of supernatural support and fell off again.

    The yellow paper is peeling off.

    The other Liu San's appearance gradually appeared, his body was more real, without the feeling of cheap paper.

    It seemed that the person hidden in the paper figurine was the real Liu San.

    But no one is sure.

    "It's now." Liu San felt his body recovering at this moment.

    He raised his head suddenly, and then swam desperately.

    "There is only one chance, and the position above the water is very important." Liu San stared at a position on the lake.

    That position.

    A small paper boat floated on the water, swaying slightly.

    Maybe that's a lifebuoy for drowning people.

    Liu San's floating speed was very fast.

    He is not a living person and does not need to breathe, so he is not worried about drowning, so he has more time to act.

    "This guy, sure enough, there is still a way to escape from here."

    This scene was seen by Yang Jian. Yang Jian couldn't move, but he could still see and hear it.

    Facing Liu San's escape, he had no resentment.

    At this time, the operation failed, and it is understandable for everyone to evacuate according to their own ability.

    "But now is the most dangerous?It should be that Ah Hong, she is a ghost master, once she sinks too deep and the ghosts in her body are completely suppressed, then she will be drowned in this water, and once she dies, Li Jun will also be buried in the water  Here, this creates a chain reaction.  "

    "Now I can't act. Instead of caring about others, I should first care about myself."

    Yang Jian has been trying to move his body.

    But still to no avail.

    The body has been cold and numb from the beginning until now, and even the ghosts are trapped in the body, unable to struggle and move.

    This is definitely not the reason for falling into the ghost lake, this situation has already appeared before.

    The sinking continues.

    After leaving the first layer of floating corpses, there are some scattered corpses floating in the lower lake water. These corpses are not many, and they are the corpses of some ghost masters. The corpses of the person in charge of Zhongzhou City stayed on this layer before.

    But Yang Jian didn't stop at this floor.

    He is still sinking.

    The further you go down, the colder the water becomes, the place is so dark that no light can reach it.

    However, Li Jun, who sank together, was still nearby, and his will-o¡¯-the-wisp was still burning. Although there was a feeling that it was going to be extinguished, it still exuded a gloomy light at this moment, lighting up the surroundings like a candle lamp.

    Li Jun stopped here, unable to continue sinking.

    At this time, Yang Jian also saw the surrounding situation.

    Most of the people who stayed here were no longer ghost masters, but real ghosts. Yang Jian saw many strange corpses, and those corpses were all intact, no different from when they just died, and their bodies were not soaked.  White and rotting, it seems that it is just sleeping, and there is a possibility of waking up.

    "The deeper you sink, the more terrifying the supernatural power you have. Li Jun staying at this depth shows that he is no different from a real ghost in the judgment of Ghost Lake."

    Yang Jian understood.

    "Wait, that's"

    Suddenly.

    He saw another familiar corpse.  Mi He 75zhongwen.com Mi

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    The reason why it is familiar is because of the clothes on the corpse.

    That was the uniform of the person in charge, which meant that the corpse was a ghost master from the headquarters.

    As Yang Jian continued to sink, the perspective gradually changed.

    He saw clearly the identity of the ghost master in uniform.

    That is Cao Yang.

    &#29306&#22914&#32&#55&#53&#122&#119&#111&#114&#103&#46&#99&#111&#109&#32&#29306&#22914&#12290 Cao Yang's body was motionless, and his life and death were unknown.  In the slightly stiff palm, there is also a strange pair of scissors with black hair wrapped around it.

    That was the supernatural item in the hands of Fang Shiming in the circle of friends back then, ghost scissors.

    Apparently, Cao Yang used the ghost scissors in the confrontation with the ghost lake before, but he seemed powerless and sank into the ghost lake.

    Just as Yang Jian was staring at Cao Yang's body.

    Cao Yang's eyeballs moved strangely, as if he was looking towards Yang Jian.

    "Is this guy still alive?"

    In an instant, Yang Jian realized.

    Cao Yang is not dead yet, he is still alive, but he is trapped in the ghost lake and cannot escape, just like himself now.

    The consciousness is awake but the body cannot move.

    However, the sinking of Yang Jian continued.

    This shows that the ghost lake on the third floor has not been able to completely trap him, so he needs to sink to a deeper place.

    But after crossing this layer, as Yang Jian continued to sink, the cold and stiff feeling on his body was slowly dissipating

    Si minus 75zhong g wen . com* Si.  This is not an illusion, but real.

    Yang Jian's fingers twitched slightly.

    The scarlet ghost eyes also gradually opened a gap.

    Gradually.

    He has sunk to the fourth floor.

    This is the bottom of Ghost Lake.

    Yang Jian has hit bottom.

    It's pitch black here, and it's impossible to see the surrounding things clearly.

    However, with a few ghost eyes opened, the scene at the bottom of the lake was glimpsed.

    Some gravel, some silt, nothing fancy.

    But there was one thing that Yang Jian's ghostly eyes were following.

    It was a black coffin.

    The coffin was huge, lying quietly at the bottom of the lake, and a corner of the coffin lid was lifted, and a few strands of strange black hair floated out from the corner, swaying in the water like water plants.

    Other than that, there is nothing around.

    "Is that the source of the creation of this ghost lake? A black coffin, very similar to the coffin when the ghost messenger was imprisoned." Yang Jian's ghost eyes locked the location.

    His body's coldness and numbness receded a bit.

    Mi He 75zhongwen.com Mi.  Vaguely, he seemed to have some connection with the things in the coffin

    (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com)It was very large, lying quietly at the bottom of the lake, and a corner of the coffin lid was lifted, and a few strange strands of black hair floated out from the lifted corner, swaying in the water like water plants.

    Other than that, there is nothing around.

    "Is that the source of the creation of this ghost lake? A black coffin, very similar to the coffin when the ghost messenger was imprisoned." Yang Jian's ghost eyes locked the location.

    His body's coldness and numbness receded a bit.

    Mi He 75zhongwen.com Mi.  Vaguely, he seemed to have some connection with the things in the coffin

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