The door-to-door son-in-law of the beautiful president

Chapter 731 Defrauding a Corpse!Weird Beetle!

Chapter 731 Defrauding a Corpse!Weird Beetle!

Everyone's heart trembled, and they all looked at it intently.

But after watching for a long time, the dead monk was still lying quietly in the ice, his face was picturesque and lifelike, except that the ice wrapped around his body was melting and peeling off little by little, there was no abnormality at all.

A female disciple glared at the yelling male disciple. The male disciple felt aggrieved and said loudly, "I didn't tell lies! I didn't mean to scare you!"

"Just now I really saw that the cheeks of this monk's corpse twitched."

Hearing what he said, several people all looked at him dubiously.

"What are you doing?"

"Why are you all stunned there, and haven't lifted the coffin lid yet?"

At some point, Meng Jue also got in from the hole that was blown under the thick stone door. At this time, she stood with her hands behind her back, with a gloomy expression, not far behind everyone.

"Master, there is a frozen monk's corpse inside the sarcophagus, just now we..."

"Shut up!" Meng Jue interrupted the man's words, then walked forward with his hands behind his back, and then coldly glanced at everyone, "I have heard your discussion just now."

"Now you remove the lid of the coffin and get this corpse out."

"I want to know, who is this sorcerer who has been dead for thousands of years?"

Everyone looked at each other, and then took their positions, continued to carry the rope, pulled the coffin lid, and completed the homework that was only half opened just now.

Meng Jue was also bold, and stood in front of the sarcophagus, observing the still-frozen Heshang corpse with flickering eyes.

A female disciple was by her side and asked weakly: "Elder Sister, do you suspect that this sorcerer who has been dead for thousands of years is the legendary monk of our Bailian Temple sect: Wudao Monk?"

Mengjue said coldly: "No."

"I have read the secret history records of the master's school. Someone once described the appearance of Wudao monk when he was young, saying that he has a beautiful appearance and a plump figure. At first glance, he looks like a charming woman, but when he looks closely, he has an Adam's apple. His voice was no different from that of a normal man, so he was surprised to be a different person, and suspected that he was a hermaphrodite that is rare in the world."

"Hermaphrodite? That is the kind of extremely rare hermaphrodite?" The female disciple said in surprise.

Meng never answered, but looked at the frozen monk's body, and said indifferently: "Look at his chest, it's plain, without any feminine features, it's obviously just a normal male monk, it can't be the monk himself. .”

The female disciple groaned and nodded.

"Elder Sister, be careful, the coffin lid is about to fall..." At this moment, the two male disciples who were pulling the coffin lid with ropes on their backs stopped, and one of them turned to remind them.

Meng Jue took three steps back, and then put his hands behind his back, facing each other coldly and arrogantly.

"Come on, everyone work together, the last one!"

"One, two, three, push!"

Two male disciples carried it on the rope in front, and one male disciple pushed it behind. Finally, the heavy sarcophagus coffin lid slammed and fell down, hitting the ground, raising a large cloud of stone dust.

Meng Jue swung the wide sleeves of the monk's robe and fanned away the dust in front of him. Just as everyone was about to walk up to the sarcophagus, they heard the dull sound of Kerala from the bottom of the sarcophagus. The weight of the sarcophagus was reduced, and the sarcophagus, whose lid had been removed, seemed to have a load-bearing stone platform at the inner base, rattling, slowly lifting the frozen monk's corpse.

Everyone looked in surprise, "It seems, it seems that some kind of mechanism has been triggered..."

While speaking, there was a rattling sound, and the frozen corpse was lifted up to the level of the coffin by the top of the stone platform at the bottom, and then stopped moving, and then there was a loud crash, and a stone slab collapsed suddenly on the high top of the Buddhist hall above everyone's heads. Turn it over, and it pours out a large amount of black viscous liquid like a drain.

"No! It's oil, it seems to be oil! Take the torch away..."

One person had already smelled the pungent oily smell, so he shouted hastily, scaring everyone into panic, and hurriedly threw the torch far away.

Fortunately, as soon as the bottom of the sarcophagus made a strange rattling sound, everyone retreated far away to maintain a distance, and the inclined opening above the top of the day was not very big, and the pouring black oil could not cover much area, and the Without touching the torches held by several people, the black oil was not ignited.

However, the pouring down of the black oil completely soaked the frozen corpse, the sarcophagus, and the huge Yaksha statue.

Everyone looked at the strange frozen corpse covered in black oil from a distance, terrified, and said nervously: "Elder Sister, there must be something strange in this place, we should evacuate immediately..."

The words have just been finished, and the accident has already begun to happen.

The frozen monk's body was covered with black oil, and the speed of freezing and melting became faster. The monk's face was only covered with a thin layer of ice, and through the thin layer of ice, everyone was shocked. I saw that the monk, who had been dead for many years and had not decayed, suddenly moved his cheeks irregularly, opened and closed his mouth indiscriminately, and seemed to come back to life with his eyes closed and his mouth crooked.

"Fake corpse, cheat corpse! Run away..." A male disciple shouted, turned around and ran away, but Ke Mengjue slapped him down in the chest, and then said coldly: "Calm down!"

"I have been practicing for many years, when have I seen the heresy of cheating corpses?"

"Be vigilant, and respond to all changes with the same!"

As Meng Jue spoke, he pulled out his sword from behind, and looked coldly at the corpse of the monk whose eyes were still closed and his mouth was twitching.

Although everyone was terrified, they were also afraid of Mengjue, so they all drew out weapons such as daggers, and carefully dealt with the imminent danger.

At this time, even if they wanted to run, they would definitely not be able to. Although Meng Jue was holding a sword in her hand, she had quietly stepped back, occupying a position that was more conducive to escape than the others.

Under the nervous eyes of everyone, the accident finally happened. The cheeks of the monk's corpse seemed to be torn by something, and a black gash was suddenly cut across the whole face. The monk has been dead for many years, so naturally he will not bleed , but a sharp-billed beetle the size of a baby's fist drilled out of the torn facial cavity.

"Then, what is that, it seems to be a beetle..." One person said in amazement, feeling his scalp explode, because the whole body of that weird beetle was dark, only those two eyes were shining in Youbi, and the tail of the beetle was also With a blue flame like a firefly.

"Emi Tuofu, we are blessed to have seen the legendary sacred object in the sect: the red blood beetle!" Meng Jue narrowed his eyes, held the sword, and took a step back quietly.

As she spoke, the second sharp-billed beetle also came out of the monk's corpse's mouth, followed by the third and fourth, tearing the monk's cheeks and the entire face to pieces in the blink of an eye, like a torn Out of the cocoon.

"Master, Senior Sister, the monk's body seems to be the dormant capsule of a beetle. Will those red blood beetles crawling out be dangerous to us?" A male disciple asked with a trembling voice.

But after asking a question, he didn't hear Mengjue's answer. He turned his head and saw that Mengjue had already run far away to the Shimen, bowed his body, and walked carelessly into the hole the size of a dog's hole. Drill out.

"No, it's not good, the senior sister has run away..." The male disciple couldn't help but turn pale.

At this time, there was a buzzing sound of flapping wings, and the few red blood beetles that emerged from the corpse began to flap their wings. They followed the sound, buzzing and rushing towards the figure.

The crowd suddenly panicked, some people didn't dodge, and were attached to the face by the red blood beetle, and suddenly snapped random shots, whirling and screaming, and saw his face, as if burned through by blue flames, the whole In an instant, his face was burned to the bone and turned into black ashes.

The others were in a mess and ran for the road one after another, but the stone door was too thick to be pushed open, and there was only a dog hole under the stone door that was blown open, several people crowded together, even if they wanted to escape, they couldn't hurry .

The miserable screams kept ringing out, and a few red blood beetles swooped down on the crowded crowd, instantly burning them with blue flames into black ashes of skeletons running around, and the black oil poured around the sarcophagus was also scattered. The flying beetle was ignited, and within a short period of time, there was a big fire in the Buddhist hall. Only the sound of Kerala breaking was heard, and the statue of Yasha God collapsed in the fire, revealing a huge cavity inside, and there were more red blood beetles , From the bottom of the deep black cavity after Yasha God broke off, groups flew out in large numbers, buzzing.

(End of this chapter)