Vol 2 Chapter 837: Yin Shen

After listening to the words of King Zhenshan, Founder thought about it.
Since King Zhenshan took the initiative to withdraw and showed goodwill to him, Fang Zheng accepted it when he saw it.
He is not the kind of person who does not know what to do.
Subsequently, the selection of the coffin was not difficult, because Founder had already selected the coffin from the beginning.
"Just choose her."
Founder raised his finger.
It is the coffin of Yin Luosha.
"Uh."
Before that, the King of Zhenshan, who promised to be honest, was shocked.
Then hesitantly and hesitantly persuaded: "Young man, if you don't mind, would you choose this old coffin?"
"The old coffin is made of dark wood, and will not rot in the face of a thousand years of feng shui, coupled with the nourishment of the old thousand years of strength, it has already born a little spirituality and heterosexuality. . "
"I mind." Founder refused directly.
King Zhenshan: "..."
Fang Zheng said another serious one: "I am a person who recognizes the bed better, and the silver coffin is comfortable to lie down on."
King Zhenshan: "..."
A middle-aged scribe who was also embedded in the rock wall as a background painting: "..."
The last coffin left: "..."
Is that a bed?
That is clearly a coffin!
You are a big living person, live well, recognize a ghost's coffin!
Your kid is fooling the ghost!
"Why? Can't I take Yin Luosha's coffin? The King Zhenshan said just now, as long as I look at the coffin, I can take it away." Founder said at that moment, it seemed that he remembered something and his face appeared A little weird.
"Yin Luosha is the daughter of King Zhenshan?"
"This coffin is the dowry of Yin Luosha?"
Founder came to Yin Luosha's bright red lacquered wooden coffin and asked in surprise.
Zhenshan Wang's voice was melancholy: "If Yin Luosha is really an old daughter, it would be nice. The green smoke from my old ancestral grave can be as high as the wolf smoke."
Next, the king of Zhenshan came out.
"Yin Luosha, like you, is at a similar age, and has already entered the night tour to make the arrogant of the peak of the later period. It is a pity that Tianjie Yingcai, in the era she was in, the aura recovery only opened the first round, so Achievement in one body, stopping at night for life, making the peak of the later stage, and no longer can take a leap. "
"Yin Luosha was once selected by my tomb-keeper as the most likely potential seed in history, but unfortunately, because of the incomplete world rules, she can't cross this last step. If, this time She ca n’t break through the opportunity of aura recovery, and she can use it to repair the roots damaged by the aura's exhaustion for a hundred years.
"My tomb-keeper is the most promising to achieve Yin God in history. The first arrogant to achieve Yin God may have to be missed. This miss may be forever, the next time I don't know how many thousand years to wait ... … "
After listening to the words of King Zhenshan, Founder was slightly surprised.
I can't think of this kind of silver yarn.
"Yin God ..."
It is precisely for this reason that although King Zhenshan can suppress the seventy-two ghost gates, some of them cannot suppress Yin Luosha.
Yin Luosha's qualifications are much stronger than he was back then! too much!
"Young people, you and Yin Luosha are both potential seeds. Perhaps there are many opportunities for cooperation in the future. Anyway, they are all coffins. Look at the old coffins and Yin Luosha's coffins. In fact, there is not much difference." Suffering persuaded Founder.
Founder thought hard for three seconds.
"But I still recognize the bed, I still want to choose the silver coffin."
King Zhenshan: "..."
Can't this kid understand people?
Do people who use knives like Yin Si's blood-handed slayers are so overbearing! Do they all have an elm head that doesn't know how to work?
Run around and grab the coffin!
With Founder's unyielding concessions, he finally carried away the silver veil's coffin board.
He doesn't need a coffin.
A coffin plate is enough.
These are not ordinary caskets, just a casket plate, as thick as a palm, with solid materials, and can easily be overweight.
It can be used as a material for making spiritual weapons.
So Founder intends to temporarily carry the coffin board first, try the effect first.
With the Zhenshan King's shot this time, Fang Zheng easily carried the coffin board. As a result, he looked into the coffin, but it was empty.
There are no people lying down.
King Zhenshan quickly answered the question for Fang Zheng: "Yin Luosha is not at the 72 gates of ghosts now. That is why, when the Yinsi blood-handed man came here last time, he borrowed the Yin Luosha coffin.
The blood-handed slaughter in the mouth of the king of Zhenshan was Zhang Tufu.
Fang Zheng didn't ask where Yin Luosha had gone. Since Zhang Tufu already knew about it, it showed that Yin Luosha left the seventy-two ghost gates with official consent.
The weight of the catty, for Founder, there is no pressure on his shoulders. Since the matter here is gone, no one is willing to stay in the dark piles of corpses, which is going to return to the city.
However, just before Founder was about to leave the pile of corpses, he seemed to suddenly think of something. He carrying a heavy, heavy coffin board turned to look at the pile of corpses behind him.
"Zhenshan King, what is the unknown monster I encountered when I entered the seventy-two ghost gates?"
"Town tomb beast."
"Town tomb beast?" Founder's eyes flashed with different colors.
He subconsciously looked at the two tomb beasts that had worn away and ruined with years.
"All the outsiders who glance at the tomb of the God of the Mountain will be repulsed by the tomb beast. My tombkeeper guards this corpse all the year round. It is rare for guests to visit. Town tomb beast, send you safely out of 72 ghost gates. "
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The voice of King Zhenshan began to bring a trace of exhaustion.
He has a strong backwards foundation. Every time he takes a shot or wakes up from a deep sleep, he is consuming his life. It is the same as the average person's physical exertion in every strenuous exercise.
Founder understands this truth.
He thanked the Zhenshan King, then carried the coffin on his shoulder and walked out of the pile of corpses.
It was also at this time that the fortune incense that Founder inserted at the entrance of the heap of corpse caves finally burned down and the incense fell to the ground ...
Subsequently, the corpse cave returned to darkness again.
Click, click, click ...
The middle-aged scribes who had been set on the rock face plastered people and broke free from the big pit of the rock face.
When he landed, at this time, a paper pierced man came out of the darkness and stood beside the middle-aged scribe.
puff! puff!
Controlling the yin force, he ripped off the paper-stretched arms and legs and took it to himself. The middle-aged scribes regained their hands and feet, and then he walked to one of the coffins.
"Old friend, my home was demolished by the violent kid. I am now homeless. Can I squeeze with you?"
Boom!
The coffin was heavily opened and closed, and the middle-aged scribe was rejected from the coffin.
As if cursing: Get out.
In the dark, middle-aged scribes are cheeky and continue to harass: "Old friends, let me squeeze you with you ..."
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I do n’t know if it ’s my illusion. I always feel that I ’m driving, but I ca n’t find the evidence.