Chapter 1728: Journey to the West (25)

Yang Zimei told everyone what the snake said.
Only the grandfather Zhuge has been here, so everyone's attention is focused on him.
"Fantasy? Impossible?"
Grandpa Zhuge wondered, "Everything was so real then. I almost lost half my life."
"Grandpa, were you injured?"
Zhuge Yan asked.
"Injured?"
Grandpa Zhuge thought about it and suddenly hesitated.
Yeah, he was in the tomb at the time, experienced countless thrills, and suffered a few swords, which made him die.
But after going out, it seemed that there was no real sword injury on his body.
The injury seemed to exist only mentally, and there was no physical impropriety.
Is it really an illusion?
He remembered the grave robbers that he had just met on the ground, each of them seemed to have only half a life left, as if they were seriously injured, but there were no blood scars on his body.
Are they just hallucinations?
If all that was an illusion, the spell would be too powerful.
Grandpa Zhuge looked at Yang Zimei.
Yang Zimei also looked blank.
She and Long searched day after day, after so long searching, they finally came here, thinking they would find their secret.
As a result, nothing.
Why is this happening?
She looked at the coffin for a while, and said to the dragon, "Day by day, since there are no corpses here, let's go in and pretend to be corpses."
After that, she stepped into the coffin and lay down inside.
She didn't know what caused her to decide that, anyway, she wanted to lie down.
Long seeing her like this every day, she also lay inside another coffin.
Everyone saw them like this, stunned, but said nothing, just looked.
"Xuehu, help us cover the coffin."
Cried Yang Zimei.
Xuehu walked over and covered the two coffins.
"Xuehu, leave a little gap. It is so tightly built that it will kill my brother and my sister-in-law."
Long Zhuoyue saw Xuehu cover the coffin cover without any gap, shouted anxiously, and then reached out to push it.
Unfortunately, she didn't have enough energy to push anything.
"Chasing the moon, it's okay, Snow Lake cares more about the master than you."
Sadako persuaded Dragon Chase to do useless work.
Xuehu looked up at Sadako with admiration in her eyes.
It seems that Sadako still knows her heart for Yang Zimei.
"He cares about the wool. He wants to choke them both. This coffin is made of stone, sealed and airtight, and covered with no air. Can people live? Snow Lake, you won't hate because of envy, Just kill them? "
Long Zhuanyue heard that there was no movement in the coffin, and he was anxious and shouted.
Xuehu said nothing, there was no argument, just staring silently into the coffin, ears keenly capturing the sound changes inside.
Yang Zimei lay quietly inside the coffin and closed her eyes.
She suddenly found herself tired.
I was so tired that I would go to sleep like this and never want to move again.
In her mind, it is like playing a movie, playing the events of her two lives.
In the last life, she was tired.
In this life, she looks more tired.
In the last life, she had a goal. She hoped that she could eat three meals a day and have good clothes to wear. She could see Min Gang once a day.
This wish was humble, so it was easy to achieve, and if she realized a little every day, she was in a state of elation, like picking up treasure.