flstandardbreds Chapter 333 Coffin
Chapter 333 Coffin
Darkness gradually seeped into the sky, the grass and leaves withered, and deathly silence spread across the land.
The Taoist priest who had died on the ground suddenly stood up. His flesh, which had rapidly lost its vitality, clung to his bones. His eyes were tightly closed, and a viscous liquid oozed out.
It walked unsteadily toward the highway and found the mahogany coffin that had been left by the roadside.
It grabbed the iron chain on the coffin and began to drag it.
Its body went from being weak and powerless at the beginning to having immense strength, and its movements of dragging the coffin became more and more smooth.
Miao Yin stared at it, and it looked more and more like the fortune teller she had just met.
Moving it continuously, it dragged the coffin into the hospital.
The hospital had become a living hell, filled with mutated creatures that devoured humans.
The moment the coffin was dragged into the hospital, all the deformed people stopped what they were doing and gathered around the coffin like pilgrims, desperately climbing inside.
The Taoist priest, dressed in a blue robe, waved his sleeve and began slaughtering his own kind. He continued until he had wiped out all the mutated people who came near and swallowed their crystal cores before silently raising his head.
Miao Yin saw Gong Jingming.
He was dressed in blood-stained clothes, curled up in a cabinet in the hospital room, some of his hair had turned blue, and his pale face was faintly flushed with the redness caused by suffocation. His hands were clenched tightly, and he looked fragile and helpless.
The fortune teller's withered hands touched his head, facial features, and heart, as if assessing the value of his prey.
Finally, its black nails scratched across the other's forehead, leaving a mark.
"What did you do to him?" Miao Yin asked, squatting down beside the Taoist priest.
The Taoist diviner did not speak, or rather, he had lost the ability to speak.
Just as it had come, it closed the cabinet door and stood up straight.
Miao Yin also stood up, waiting for the other party's next move.
Then, she saw the other person slowly turn their head to face her.
"..."
Miao Yin glanced behind her; there was only a snow-white wall there.
Suddenly, she realized something, and her pupils contracted.
The fortune teller stared in that direction for three seconds, then turned and left.
“…Heh.” Miao Yin looked at its back and let out an incredulous sigh.
The other party's target is themselves.
Not long after, the cabinet door was pushed open from the inside, and the person inside cautiously peeked out. Miao Yin looked at the other person's blue-gray hair and remained silent.
What happened next was pretty much exactly what Gong Jingming had told her.
He fled all the way to escape the pursuit of the mutants.
Because of the fortune teller, Gong Jingming never encountered a second mutant human, except for the first one.
When he arrived at the hospital gate, the mahogany coffin that had been placed there was nowhere to be seen. The entire hospital was empty, with only the Taoist priests secretly watching everything.
After Gong Jingming stepped out of the hospital, the world before her eyes was once again shrouded in darkness. When Miao Yin opened her eyes, what she saw was her wrist being grabbed.
The chilly temperature of the morgue seeped into her sleeves, and Miao Yin's long eyelashes trembled, knowing that she had finally left the illusion.
The withered, branch-like hand suddenly loosened and rested on his knees. The fortune teller closed his piercing white eyes and sat in silent meditation, as if he were still sitting on the lotus cushion from the mountain years ago.
Miao Yin stared at it for a while, a strange light flashing in her golden eyes.
She touched the crystal core in the other person's head once again.
This time, nothing could stop her.
As the red crystal core was extracted, the Taoist priest's corpse trembled twice. Then, lumps of lividity emerged from deep within the flesh, densely covering the entire body.
A gentle breeze blew by, and it seemed unable to hold on any longer, turning into a handful of ash and falling into the pile of corpses.
My mission has been accomplished; I have no regrets even if I die.
Miao Yin looked at the crystal core in her hand, which was emitting an ominous red light, with a cold expression and a hint of impatience.
She's always the one using the future to trick others, but today it's the other way around.
They even included compensation in the form of crystal cores. What difference is there between dying and living like that?
Miao Yin turned and jumped off the pile of corpses, her palm tightly gripping the crystal core, which glowed with a deep red light.
This is probably the most difficult and easiest red crystal core to obtain in the world.
A strange noise suddenly came from the space above. A few seconds later, two familiar figures jumped down. They looked around and finally found the familiar person.
"Miao Yin?" Tu Hao exclaimed.
Miao Yin waved the crystal core at them: "You're too late, I've already dug it up."
Tu Hao looked shocked: "What?"
Faced with these scarlet calamities, the previous one was a devastating one, but this time it ended without a sound.
Miao Yin blinked, her eyes crinkling: "I don't know why it glanced at me and then obediently gave me the crystal core. Maybe I'm too strong and scared it."
"..."
Tu Hao looked at her with annoyance: "Fine, who can compare to you? Your speed of disappearing is also top-notch."
They were just fighting the mutants together, but when they turned around, Miao Yin had vanished without a trace.
They searched almost half the hospital before finally finding the other party's trail.
“Don’t blame me.” Miao Yin put her hands in front of her chest and made an X. “That was the ability of the fortune teller. It turned the hospital into a maze and set up illusions. If you’re not careful, everyone will fall in.”
Fortunately, only the three of them managed to get in. Although the fortune teller still retained his obsessions from his previous life, he was ruthless when it came to killing.
Tu Hao pondered her words for a moment: "You mean, the Eight Trigrams Formation?"
Miao Yin nodded: "You could say that."
Gong Jingming looked at the pile of corpses behind her, and suddenly felt a sharp pain in his forehead. He unconsciously touched it, and then cast a questioning look at Miao Yin.
He thought the other party had activated the spell, but it was clear that Miao Yin had no such intention.
Is it an illusion?
"Now that we have the crystal core, shouldn't we be leaving?" Tu Hao said.
Miao Yin did not respond. The red crystal core twirled between her fingers as she played with it, her gaze wandering elsewhere.
She wondered, now that the fortune teller was dead, where was the coffin from that illusion?
In her memory, the coffin had disappeared after Gong Jingming came out. Since it led her here, the coffin must have been hidden somewhere by the fortune teller.
Her fingers paused, the crystal core fell back into her palm, and Miao Yin turned her head to look at the mountain of corpses behind her.
"No rot?"
Upon hearing this, Tu Hao also noticed the problem. He stepped forward and observed carefully for a while, then frowned: "The clothes they are wearing belong to the Dream City army."
Miao Yin: "Get out of the way."
The two immediately retreated. With a wave of her hand, Miao Yin sent Mi Huo rushing forward, its flames licking the corpse and quickly burning it to ashes.
The flames subsided, revealing a dark red coffin buried deep within the pile of corpses.
As if some kind of seal had been broken, the pile of corpses was gone, and an eerie aura instantly filled the entire morgue, causing the three of them to change their expressions.
Tu Hao pressed his aching temples and gritted his teeth, asking, "What is this thing?"
Miao Yin felt a chill run down her spine. The coffin from the illusion suddenly appeared in front of her, and she could clearly see that the entire coffin was covered with strange runes that made her dizzy.
She stepped forward and pushed open the coffin lid, revealing the shattered white jade Buddha statue inside.
A cold, eerie smile was imprinted on the Buddha statue's severed head; its upturned eyes looked askance, as if it were a living creature.
"This is the true origin of the apocalypse."
boom.
Miao Yin closed the coffin lid.