Chapter 283 White Shadow in the Coffin


    “It’s sight!”


    ??The second half of his sentence echoed in Wu Xian''s ears.


    His heart suddenly thumped.


    ?At this time, Wu Xian was lying flat on his back. His eyes were dark and he couldn''t see anything. He could only smell a weird smell, like a weird smell of flowers and rotten wood.


    Dark and narrow spaces.


    It is easy to arouse people''s fear. People with claustrophobia may be frightened in this environment.


    Fortunately, after many experiences in the blessed land, Wu Xian had already adapted to it, so he spent about ten seconds to calm down and started to solve the current predicament.


    ?Wu Xian tried to move his hands and feet and found that there seemed to be a quilt under him, with wooden boards on the left, right and top, and the overall shape was like a coffin.


    “This feels like...I’m in a coffin?”


    “It doesn’t look like it. It’s a little larger than the coffin I came out of in the morning, but it’s also a long, closed space... Could it be that it’s a bigger coffin?”


    He put his ear on the board next to him and could hear a faint sound coming from outside.


    Scream, shout, cry…


    ??You could vaguely hear someone outside trying to say something, but Wu Xian couldn''t hear it clearly at all. He could only tell that the other person seemed to be in a hurry.


    “Well, the soundproofing in here is pretty good,”


    ??Wu Xian pushed up with both hands, and the upper board was slightly loose, which made him raise his eyebrows. At this level, he could push it open with brute force.


    ?But before he could exert any force, his left ankle was suddenly grabbed by a hand.


    This hand was as cold as if it had just been taken out of the refrigerator. When it touched the skin of Wu Xian''s ankle, Wu Xian got goosebumps.


    ?Then the cold hand began to **** upward, and the other hand also touched Wu Xian''s right ankle. The owner of these two hands was grabbing Wu Xian''s body and climbing up bit by bit!


    Calf, thigh, hip axis (hip joint)…


    What will happen if he waits for him to climb up?


    Wu Xian didn’t want to wait.


    Not curious either.


    ?So he barely held up his body. Although the space here was slightly more spacious than the coffin, it was not as good as the upper berth of a hard sleeper on the train, so Wu Xian''s posture was very awkward.


    But it was enough for him to see what was happening underneath him.


    I could only see it in a dark space.


    There was a small, pale figure, groping for Wu Xian''s legs and crawling up. The figure was small, like a child or a malnourished adult. The clothes on his body were somewhat familiar to Wu Xian.


    The strangest thing is.


    ?It was obviously pitch dark here, so Wu Xian should not be able to see anything.


    ??But he was strangely able to see the figure''s figure clearly. His body was shining with pale fluorescence, which could only illuminate himself, but could not allow Wu Xian to see anything else clearly.


    After noticing Wu Xian’s gaze.


    ??The pale figure slowly raised his head and showed a charming smile to Wu Xian.


    ?Wu Xian’s heart skipped a beat.


    The figure’s face…


    It looks exactly like him!


    Ordinary people would probably turn around and run away immediately if they were frightened like this. But Wu Xian was so shocked that he punched the kid in the eye socket!


    The pale figure’s smile was frozen.


    Just as he was about to fight back, Wu Xian suddenly raised his leg, causing the pale figure to collide with the coffin lid.


    ??After doing this for two times, the movements of the pale figure became a bit confusing. Wu Xian took the opportunity to turn over, pinned the kid under him, and greeted him with a punch.


    After a few clicks.


    The little devil was beaten until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen.


    …


    The imp suddenly disappeared without a trace, and the crisis was temporarily resolved. Wu Xian wiped his sweat, panted slightly for a while, and felt that his body was becoming a little weak.


    “Fortunately, fortunately, this guy is really good...”


    Normally, when an evil spirit touches a person''s body, it will feel cold to the bones, but this kid''s hands are simply cold.


    So Wu Xian guessed that he was weak, so he gave it a try.


    Fortunately, the facts were as Wu Xian had estimated. This kid was not even as strong as a wanderer. His body was as light as a child''s, and his own illumination had obvious targets, so it was effortless to fight him.


    ??Of course, even if there is such a guess, there is no way to directly fight the kid to the flesh.


    ?Wu Xian''s lightning-drawing spell is not suitable for use in this environment, and the Tiangong Magic Pen has no offensive power. If his fists are not working well, he can only use the barrel of the Tiangong Magic Pen to poke people.


    As for why the kid looked the same as himself, Wu Xian didn''t worry too much.


    ??It’s normal for ghosts to play tricks on people’s hearts.


    After a short rest. Wu Xian pushed hard and pushed the heavy wooden cover away. He climbed out of the big box and glanced around.


    ??I saw the dilapidated house standing there, the shadows of the trees whirling, and a few red lanterns hanging sparsely high, swaying slightly in the cold wind. Apart from adding to the gloomy scope, they did not provide the slightest lighting effect.


    ?This is still a burial-free village!


    “If you are still in the village, then the person behind me is...”


    ?Wu Xian suddenly turned around and saw a large black coffin, the same one he crawled out of in the morning.


    “That’s not right!”


    “It was still very crowded in the morning, so why did I feel so relaxed just now when I was lying here?”


    “Am I being deceived by ghosts?”


    “Or am I getting smaller inside the coffin?”


    ?Wu Xian swallowed his saliva, swayed for a moment, and held on to the coffin before he stood still. Just by going in and out like this, his body that had been exercising for a month seemed to have become weak.


    Think of the little ghost who looked similar to me just now.


    Wu Xian had an ominous premonition in his heart.


    Suppress the uneasiness.


    Wu Xian looked at the other coffins.


    There are thirteen of them in total, and there are eight complete coffins here, as well as ten huge urns that are enough to hold one person. There are sounds coming from many of the urns and coffins.


    Some were screaming, while others seemed to be fighting something.


    ?Then Wu Xian saw a big yellow dog anxiously tugging at the outside of one of the urns. Wu Xian thought about it and realized that this was where Ran Qiuhua crawled out during the day.


    “This **** looks like a bug.”


    ??If the dog was locked in a coffin or urn, it would not be able to get out on its own, so the only possibility is that it was never pulled in at all.


    “It’s a pity...this dog is not black.”


    Wu Xian shook his head.


    Suddenly, a snapping sound was heard, and two more coffins were opened around them. They were brother and sister Wei Hengbo and Wei Qinglan. They seemed to have higher force values. If everyone suffered the same trouble, it was normal for them to come out first.


    ?Just when Wu Xian was about to exchange information with them, the three of them suddenly heard a shrill scream coming from one of the urns.


    “Save me!”


    “Is there anyone outside? Help me open the lid quickly. I can’t hold on much longer. Something is trying to kill me!”


    This is Yang Bin''s voice.


    ?His voice was much more miserable than the others, and it was obvious that his life was at stake.


    (End of this chapter)