Chapter 15： This is the first time I have seen how this cavern is opened. (1/2)

Of course, what can be escaped from marriage can only be thought of. After all, the teacher is still here, and he can't go first.

It’s just this ghost ceremonies, the **** is too responsible, right?

The ink burned his face and the nose was suffocating. The gift of the heart and the package of marriage is also considered, how can you still manage the other people's holes? Moreover! It’s a **** corpse! The body is dead! How is the cave! ! !

As for the face of Chu Xiaoning at the moment, he did not dare to look at it, staring at the carpet and stupid. At this moment, he especially wants to look at the ghost ceremonies that do not know where to hide, and roar at him - **** you, mom, you! Give me a hole to show me! !

The golden boy and the girl surrounded the two and pushed them to the back hall.

There was a coffin parked there, painted with bright red lacquer, and it was twice as large as the coffin, and it looked exactly like the coffin that was previously dug out.

Chu night Ning slightly sinking, understand it.

The ink burned immediately knew the meaning of the ghost ceremonies, and immediately relieved a big breath.

Of course, the dead can not be a house. The so-called caves and lanterns should be sealed in the same shackles, carried on and buried, and completed the so-called ”death and the same hole.”

At this time, Jin Tongyu also confirmed their thoughts: ”Please ask the lady to enter the house first.”

Chu night Ning wide sleeves, cold face lying down.

”Please ask Lang Jun to enter the cave.”

The ink burned in the coffin mouth and blinked, see Chu nightning has occupied most of the position. Although the coffin was spacious, the two big men were lying in it, and they were still crowded. He lay in, and he was forced to sway in the evening dress of Chu, and he was screamed at the other party.

The pair of golden boys and girls sang around the coffin, or the sinister, but vaguely concealed song.

”White Emperor water, spray clear; sneaky, flower welcoming.

棺中合, the same hole lying; body front, after death.

From then on, Huang Quan was accompanied by two souls. ”

After singing, the child pushed the coffin board up and down slowly, and the bang was screaming, and it was dark when it was around.

Chu nightning and ink burning were sealed in the funeral.

This coffin is extremely thick and whispered. It can't be heard outside. Chu Ning raised his hand and set up a blocking enchantment to ensure that the sound inside would not pass outside. After doing all this, he opened his first sentence. ——

”Sleeping past, you pressed my arm.”

Ink burning: ”.........”

Feeling that there should be a lot more important than ”pressing the arm”?

Despite the complaints in the heart, the ink burned and moved to the side.

”After the past, my legs are not straight.”

Moved again.

”Go again! Don't stick my face!”

The smoldering grievances: ”Master, I have been attached to the coffin board. What are you going to do?”

Chu nightning finally snorted and did not speak.

The ink burned in the corner for a while, and suddenly felt the coffin vibrate. The outside person lifted the funeral shovel and staggered and began to move slowly in the direction he did not know. The ink burned his ears and listened to the movement outside. He thought that the teacher should be trapped in the burial coffin with Chen Yao at the moment, and could not help but be bored, but there is no way.

The enchantment of Chu Xiaoning is very powerful. The sound inside can't be transmitted. The sound outside can be penetrated. Through the coffin board, you can hear the sound of firecrackers and gongs and drums. The ink burns and asks: ”The gangsters are really idle. Enough, where are they going to carry the coffin?”

The coffin is very dark, I can't see the other's face, I can only hear the sound: ”Like the customs of Choi Butterfly Town, it should be carrying the coffin to the temple outside the town.”

The ink ignited and nodded. He listened for a while and said: ”...the teacher, the footsteps outside seem to be more and more.”