Chen Xuedao nodded slightly, and said in a deep voice: "You are the God of the Night, look at this coffin, and see if there is any Yin Qi leaking out."
Subconsciously, Zhang Yuanqing wanted to devour spirits and observe Yin Qi, and suddenly remembered that Lin Ci was quite afraid of Chen Xuedao, and he usually spoke respectfully, not daring to neglect him in the slightest.
So imitating Lin Ci, he bowed and responded:
"It's foster father!"
Judging from his rich dungeon experience, since Lingjing gave "Lin Ci" the vest, there must be a reason, and Lingjing will not do meaningless things.
The higher the difficulty of the dungeon, the more cautious and careful the spiritual realm walker needs to be.
Just entered the dungeon, the core gameplay, crisis, enemies, everything is still unknown, it is best to keep Lin Ci's vest, step by step, and observe patiently.
After responding to Chen Xuedao, Zhang Yuanqing's eyes filled with darkness, and he looked at the coffin immediately. In Ye Youshen's exclusive field of vision, the spirit talismans covering the coffin were introverted, the yellow paper talismans showed a faint golden light, and the purple talismans emitted light. Let out wisps of evil spirit.
Obvious strong purple and weak yellow.
Strange, the yellow paper is for suppressing the corpse and sealing the spirit, and the purple talisman is for nourishing the evil and nourishing the yin. Why did they appear on the coffin at the same time?
Moreover, the yellow talisman spirit was obviously weaker than the purple talisman, and within six days, it would completely fail, and the sealing formation on the coffin lid would be out of balance. Zhang Yuanqing turned his eyes and stared at the coffin.
His gaze gradually penetrated the seal of the Linglu, and he saw a cloud of yin energy so thick that it made one's heart palpitate, quietly dormant in the coffin.
��Ye Youshen's vision can only see the essence of the breath, but cannot see through, so he can't see what is in the coffin.
But just staring at the cloud of Yin Qi made Zhang Yuanqing's heart beat faster and his adrenaline soared, as if he was in a life-and-death crisis.
There is a murderer in the coffin!
Terrible monster! !
He closed his eyes abruptly, and took a few steps back.
A hand was pressed on the shoulder, and immediately, a thick and warm breath poured into the body, bringing a strong sense of security and smoothing the throbbing that caused the heart to beat wildly.
Chen Xuedao said in a deep voice: "What did you see that scared you like this?"
Zhuo Peiran also stared over.
Zhang Yuanqing took a deep breath, with a solemn expression:
"There is a murderous creature sealed in the coffin, a very terrifying murderous creature."
Immediately tell what he saw, as well as the abnormality of the yellow and purple symbols.
Thinking of the breath in the coffin, he felt a shudder. The evil thing that could bring him this feeling was unimaginably high.
Chen Xuedao and Zhuo Peiran's expressions darkened at the same time.
"The monster." Chen Xuedao pondered: "I remember the first day you received the dart, you said you couldn't see through the coffin."
ah? Is the original owner so good? He can't feel such a horrible smell in the coffin? Zhang Yuanqing froze for a moment, he had very little memory, and it flashed like a revolving lantern, lacking in details.
This is more like the incomplete information given by the spiritual realm, but replaced by the way of memory.
Chen Xuedao stared at him and asked:
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