Chapter 1782 Let Him Go

The weirdness of giving people a funeral?

As long as you follow behind that person, that person will be unlucky and will face a crisis of nine deaths?

Tang Lao and Shi Shixiong looked at each other.

Shi Shixiong stared at the ghost burial coffin, which was like a grain of rice. The ghost burial coffin was too small. Staring at it for a long time made his eyes sore, and said, "Then why don't you kill the ghost burial coffin? Killing it, this death crisis. Should be able to solve it, right?"

"It's useless." Zhou Fan said with a bitter face: "Don't talk about me, even Mr. Tang is not his opponent."

"Really?" Tang Lao's face showed a look of eagerness to try, "Is there such a strange thing in the world?"

Zhou Fan hurriedly said: "Tang Lao, don't mess around. It's really powerful, and its strength is probably equal to unknowable."

"Are you serious?" Tang Lao's face was solemn, and he took a step back.

Shi Shixiong also took a step back. This monster is comparable to the unknown level monster, and its strength is probably amazing.

"Of course." Zhou Fan sighed: "I don't need to tell such a lie. If Mr. Tang really wants to try, can he wait for me to go further."

Having said that, Zhou Fan paused again, "It still won't work, it's staring at me now, and it will always follow me."

"You said so, I won't try." Tang Lao coughed lightly. He has lived for so long, but he is not a reckless person. Hearing Zhou Fan say that this ghost burial coffin is so powerful, of course he doesn't want to do it again. try.

Even if it wasn't for Zhou Fan's calm expression, Tang Lao and Shi Shixiong would have been hiding far away.

"Wouldn't this weirdo take the initiative to attack people?" Shi Shixiong asked worriedly.

"You can rest assured, it usually doesn't attack people actively. If it wants to attack, it won't wait until now." Zhou Fan said: "Actually, this bad luck is not brought by it. Its arrival is more like a reminder of death. Of course, if If I die, I might be taken away by it."

Zhou Fan's heart became heavy when he said this. In the blood-red coffin, there was a body exactly like him. According to the emperor of all nations, that body was his escape from death several times, and the ghost burial coffin established a certain relationship with him. contact, copied.

As for the purpose of this ghost burial coffin copying his physical body and placing it in the coffin, it is not clear for the time being.

Of course, he wouldn't tell Mr. Tang and Mr. Tang about these matters involving his privacy.

"I've never heard of this ghost burial coffin." Tang Lao thought for a while and said, "If it seems like you said it's a strange joke unique to Da Wei, how should we deal with it now?"

"The response is very simple." Zhou Fan said: "As long as I escape the crisis, it will leave on its own."

Shi Shixiong said suspiciously: "Why do I feel that you are very familiar with this look?"

Because I have seen it more than once... Zhou Fan reluctantly said: "I encountered it before and almost died, of course I am familiar with it, this matter has nothing to do with you, but I am here, it appears again, then I'm afraid the danger will come soon, so I hope I'd better get out of here first, so as not to drag you down."

Shi Shixiong and Tang Lao both looked at each other, and after talking for a long time, they realized that Zhou Fan wanted to tell them this.

"Of course, if you are not afraid that I will drag you down, I can also stay."

Zhou Fan knew that he could not avoid this crisis of death no matter where he went or stayed. He could only face it positively, so it was not important to him to stay or go.

But he couldn't implicate Tang Lao and the others.

So it's better to speak up in front of you.

"Fellow Daoist Zhou, what state were you in the last time you encountered this ghost burial coffin following you?" Shi Shixiong asked.

The black coffin didn't count... Zhou Fan quickly thought about it, and he replied, "It was in the golden state."

It was the time when he met the big urn cooking shadow, and if he hadn't trained into the old chaotic demon body, he would have hung up.

"Golden body realm?" Shi Shixiong shook his head, "This is the third realm of Taoism, which is eight realms different from Zhou Daoyou's pure yang realm. What is the fate of death that can be dealt with in this golden body realm? scary?"

The corners of Zhou Fan's eyes jumped, "Fellow Daoist Shi, this is not what you want to say, this life-and-death crisis is a life-and-death crisis, I have become stronger, but this crisis will also become more dangerous, otherwise how can this be considered a life-and-death crisis? "

This misfortune came from his own lifeless destiny, which he knew very well.

"Then stay, we will deal with this death crisis for Fellow Daoist Zhou, it is better than Fellow Daoist Zhou alone." Shi Shixiong said calmly.

Zhou Fan's mind turned, he suspected that Shi Shixiong didn't believe him, but thought he wanted to escape.

After all, whether it was done by a mutated wind-hunting monster, Shi Shixiong would suspect that it was nothing strange.

Of course, Zhou Fan didn't know if Shi Shixiong actually thought so, but Shi Shixiong obviously didn't want him to leave, so he could only turn around and said, "Tang Lao, what do you think?"

Tang Lao seemed to be in a dilemma. He didn't doubt what Zhou Fan said, let Zhou Fan go and deal with such a crisis by himself. It really won't affect them, but when Zhou Fan left, he and Shi Shixiong were the only ones left. It's like one less battle.

Don't look at him as a Taoist realm, but the hunting wind scorpion doesn't know how strong it is. Maybe it is because Zhou Fan is missing a monk in the pure yang realm, and things go wrong.

Shi Shixiong expressed his intentions, but did not mean to interfere with Tang Lao's decision, because this would offend Zhou Fan, and he did not want to offend Zhou Fan.

"Let him go." A voice came from outside the tent.

"Who is talking so much?" Shi Shixiong's face sank.

However, when a man in yellow clothes with a big nose and thick lips walked in, the anger on Shi Shixiong's face dissipated immediately, and his face shook.

"It's me, I haven't seen you for so long, but my temper has grown." The man in yellow said with a smile: "I don't know if my strength has increased?"

Shi Shixiong's face flushed, but he didn't dare to say a word.

"It turned out to be fellow Daoist in yellow." Tang Lao froze for a moment and smiled.

Zhou Fan also understood that it was the most mysterious man in yellow from the Jie Laohui.

"Fellow Daoist Tang." Huang Yi Xia also bowed his hand politely. He glanced at the rice-like grotesque on the ground with interest, "Ghost burial coffin."

"Have you heard of this weirdness, fellow Daoist in yellow?" Tang Lao asked.

"Of course I've heard of it." Huang Yixia said slowly: "Zhou Daoyou is right, the ghost burial coffin will bury someone, and its appearance often means that the person is likely to escape the disaster."

Zhou Fan thought that the man in yellow knew his surname, so he should have stood outside the tent for a while to understand the ins and outs.

"A cultivator of Chunyang can't escape the crisis, why should he be forced to stay?" Huang Yixia looked at Zhou Fan and smiled, "Of course, if Fellow Daoist Zhou wants to stay, we will definitely try to help Fellow Daoist Zhou. What do you think, Daoyou Zhou?"