Rise From Doomsday Chapter 1377: 、Send the funeral team
Liu Wei'an's expression suddenly became uneasy. For no reason, Zhang Wuhe felt heart palpitations, as if something terrible was about to happen, his heart beating fiercely.
Puff——
Puff——
Puff——
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Rhythmic sounds came from a distance in this direction. At the beginning of the period, two or three kilometers away, in the blink of an eye, it was hundreds of meters away. Zhang Wuhe was curious and uneasy. She felt cold behind her back, if it weren't for Liu Wei'an by the side, she would almost escape from this area.
The leaves in front separated silently. A team of men and horses jumped into the field of vision. After seeing the team of men and horses clearly, Zhang Wuhe gasped and almost called out a sound.
This is a funeral team.
Cleared in white, carrying the pitch-black coffin, shuttled through the woods without making a sound. The first two people throw paper money, and then two hold soul-raising flags. Then two people hold the umbrellas. Then there are four people who play suona. Behind the suona are the people who beat the drums and the gong. In the middle is the coffin. Eight people carried it, and the objects behind the coffin were almost the same as in the front, except that there were two more people who sprinkled water.
A team of men and horses, all dressed in filial piety, are pale and pale, with twine tied around their waists, and a light on their heads, exuding a green glow.
What’s shocking is that whether it is the people in front or the back, it is clear that they are playing and beating, but there is no sound coming out. It feels that what they are beating is not an entity, but an illusory thing. However, Zhang Wuhe tried many ways to check, and the results obtained are that these instruments are real.
She saw the ripples in the air caused by the vibration when the stick beat the drum, but there was no sound, as if an invisible monster ate the sound.
"Why is this?" Zhang Wuhe felt cold. As the team approached, she saw faces that weren't human, and she couldn't describe what it felt like in words.
It's clearly a face with all the facial features, but it just doesn't look like a human face.
The people in front, jumping and turning their bodies, were very happy. Only the people carrying the sedan chair fell together. The speed was amazing. All the trees, flowers, etc. blocking the front were all covered by an unknown The power is separated and dare not stop.
The team passed by the two, with a difference of less than one meter. The most recent time, the spirit-calling banner almost ran into a pair of Zhang Wuhe's. In an instant, Zhang Wuhe's whole body was erected, and there was a poisonous snake. The icy feeling of the neck after climbing the mountain.
Suddenly, Zhang Wuhe's body trembled, and his mouth was about to exclaim. At the moment of the moment, Liu Wei'an lightning covered her mouth, blocking the sound that had reached her mouth.
On the coffin, there was still a person sitting, all in black, blending with the coffin, Zhang Wuhe did not pay attention. When the funeral procession passed by the two, the person sitting on the coffin suddenly turned his head and grinned at the two, Zhang Wuhe almost didn't scare his soul out.
This smile is so weird, not to mention Zhang Wuhe, a girl, even Liu Wei'an is tense all over, almost blasting with a fist.
The two closed their breaths tightly and slowed their heartbeat. They waited until the funeral team was gone, the chill on their bodies slowly faded, the light flashed, and the team disappeared in the forest and was no longer visible. The silent world suddenly came back to life, the trees shook with the wind, the insects and ants made noises, and the flowers and plants slowly grew. When the funeral procession passed by, the world seemed to be dead.
"It's terrible!" Zhang Wuhe looked back. She felt that if she stood in front of the funeral procession, anyone could kill her in seconds, because she couldn't resist.
"Do you know what this is?" Liu Wei'an let out a long sigh. When the funeral party was about to disappear into the forest, he tried to probe the black coffin. Just when his consciousness touched him, he was caught A thunderous burst of outer focus and inner tenderness, almost shattered.
Before his divine consciousness, among the younger generation, he did not want to be a second person. Facing the older generation, he did not let it go, but compared with the coffin, he felt like a little ant, a coffin. It is a mountain, not a level.
If it weren’t for his self-realized "Sword of Extinction", he would have to confess here today. The terrible coffin made him sound like a beggar. In Mogu Mountain, he got back a little eyeball. Calling flowers once had this kind of power.
"I don't know!" Zhang Wuhe was born in the Zhang family and is well-informed, but this kind of strange scene is also the first time I have seen it. I have never heard the elders say that there is no record of the family's book collection.
"Not far from here is the tomb. Is it the owner of the tomb?" Liu Weian guessed.
"I haven't heard of anyone carrying the coffin around!" Zhang Wuhe said.
"From the performance of this large tomb, at least it is the Tomb of the King of Humans. Who would dare to be presumptuous next to the Tomb of the King of Humans? The low-level ones don’t dare to come. Everyone at the same level knows the rules, and the high-level ones also look at it. It's not a cemetery that others have used." Liu Weian said.
"It's really weird, this continent is too mysterious." Zhang Wuhe said.
"Where are they going? Or, catch up and see?" Liu Wei'an suggested.
"Don't want the spirit of the eye?" Zhang Wuhe asked, not willing to have any contact with the funeral party in his heart.
"Almost forgot!" Liu Wei'an showed an embarrassed expression, "Let's go."
"What is this?" Zhang Wuhe suddenly stretched out his right hand, with a black pattern on his palm, the pattern is very strange, it seems to be graffiti, as if some kind of imprint.
"Where did it come from?" Liu Wei'an asked.
"I don't know." Zhang Wuhe said, looking a little uneasy.
"When did it happen?" Liu Wei'an asked.
"Not yesterday, and I don't know when it came out." Zhang Wuhe rubbed it with his hands. The mark is on the flesh, not on the surface, so it can't be rubbed off.
"Have you not seen this thing?" Liu Wei'an stretched out his hand and touched it. He could only touch Zhang Wuhe's palm. He couldn't touch the mark and didn't feel anything.
"No!" Zhang Wuhe was sure.
"How do you feel now?" Liu Wei'an asked again.
"Just like a mole, it doesn't feel anything, and it won't affect my cultivation level. I can't feel it at all." Zhang Wuhe's face was very ugly.
I can't sense the things that appear on my body. I can see but I can't touch them. Is there anything more terrifying than this?
"Let me try." Liu Wei'an held Zhang Wuhe's hand and suddenly froze.
"What's the matter?" Zhang Wuhe let go of his defense, but he didn't wait for Liu Wei'an's internal strength to pass through, and he couldn't help but wonder. Liu Wei'an didn't speak, and slowly opened his right hand. There was a mysterious pattern on the palm of Zhang Wuhe's palm. The size, shape, depth, and density did not change at all.
"Ah, you too!" Zhang Wuhe exclaimed.
Liu Weian's body is surging with breath, "Scorpion Emperor Jing", "Dark Emperor Jing", "Indestructible Inheritance Jing", "Soul Restoration Talisman" cycle back and forth, but the existence of the imprint can't be sensed, as if not It's a part of the body, but it's so strange that it can be seen with the naked eye.
Zhang Wuhe was frightened and stepped back. The breath erupting from Liu Wei'an made her terrified. At one time, she thought that Liu Wei'an was better than her, but now she discovered that Liu Wei'an is a mountain or a sea. Liu Wei'an is no longer a horizontal person.
"Open!"
Liu Wei'an yelled, his right hand turned into white bones, and the flesh and blood exploded in an instant, shooting in all directions. However, to Zhang Wuhe's shock, the mark was still hovering in his palm. It seemed to be floating outside the bones, as if they were fused together, and as if going deep into the bones, the kind of feeling that seemed to be obviously floating, made Zhang Wuhe very uncomfortable.
Liu Wei'an stared at the palm bones in a daze, his expression changed, sometimes hesitant and sometimes fierce, he was not sure whether the bones would be broken, the "Indestructible Inheritance" could grow out, and he was worried that the palm bones were gone. , Whether the mark will follow to leave, or will continue to exist after it grows, vaguely feel that the latter is more likely.
However, there is a trace of luck in my heart. What if I can get rid of this thing? He is absolutely unwilling to have such unclear things on his body. It is good to know what is going on, such as the Curse of Weeping Blood. Things that don't know are the most terrible, like a time bomb. You don't know when you blow yourself up.
"Don't—" When Zhang Wuhe yelled, bones shot, Liu Wei'an's right hand was gone, his wrist was bare, and nothing else was gone.
Liu Wei'an endured the severe pain, sat down cross-legs, the light yellow air surging, the body sounded like Hong Zhong Dalu, blood flowed like a big river in the Yangtze River~IndoMTL.com~The right hand is growing at a speed visible to the naked eye. Then, first the bones, then the blood vessels, and finally the skin and flesh. After a cup of tea, the right hand grew up, and it was intact, no different from before it was broken, and the mark on the palm was the same, exactly the same, Zhang Wuhe’s face His expectations turned into fear, and his face was pale without a trace of blood.
It's useless to cut off your hand, what the **** is this?
After receiving the work, Liu Wei'an opened his eyes and stared at the mark on his palm. His face was calm, but there was not much disappointment. He had a foreboding.
"Why is this? Is this a kind of power or something?" Zhang Wuhe couldn't help but ask, everything in front of her was beyond the scope of her understanding.
"Send the funeral team!" Liu Weian stood up suddenly, Zhang Wuhe was shocked, and he understood everything in an instant. Yes, it is the funeral team. Only they can be so mysterious and powerful. They can leave the mark on the two people without knowing it. Only the incomprehensible existence of the funeral team can leave such a powerful mark, Liu Wei An can't remove the palm of his hand.
"Chasing!" Liu Weian took a step, stopped, and said to Zhang Wuhe, "You stay, take my people to get the spiritual eye, I will chase."
"I--" Zhang Wuhe just said one word, she has lost Liu Wei'an, and a sense of frustration rises in her heart. She knows that because of her lack of strength, Liu Wei'an is afraid that she will drag her back. She went.
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