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The cold Qi traveled smoothly throughout the body, as if all the meridians were opened.

It didn't take much effort to complete a small Zhoutian, and even a large Zhoutian that had been unable to break through before.

The efficiency of practice has doubled compared to before.

No wonder there are always people who take desperate risks and embark on the path of evil cultivation.

Compared with traditional practice, which is extremely hard but makes slow progress, this is simply a shortcut.

Letting out a long breath, I looked at Li Xiaohei who was leaning next to me, not knowing whether I should be happy or troubled.

Everyone says that evil cultivators are bad, but they don’t say why they are bad. It seems that in the world, as long as they are evil cultivators, they are considered bad people.

But in the situation of the abandoned health center, I had no choice.

If I didn't use my energy to get my body back to normal, I would have burped long ago.

The matter has reached this point, and I am too lazy to care about it.

I don't harm others, and I don't do bad things. I have a clear conscience, and I will practice evil if I practice evil.

Besides, someone has sent me a coffin. If I don’t strengthen myself quickly, will I just sit at home and be beaten passively?

My only worry is whether I can still use the Palm Mine.

Thunder skills are also Yang skills, but my body is full of Yin energy, and Yin and Yang are in conflict with each other.

Silently reciting the incantation in my mind, I tried to activate the palm thunder.

The cold air converged on the palm, and cold light leaked from the fingers.

Li Xiaohei, who was originally nestled next to me, jumped out all of a sudden like a conditioned reflex.

It actually works? !

It just looks a little different from the previous palm thunder, but no matter why, as long as it can still be used, I am satisfied.

"Wow wow wow!" But Li Xiaohei quit, lying on the ground, staring at me warily, and let out a dissatisfied cry.

The blow just now had frightened him badly. He had been injured several times by palm thunder, and he had a shadow.

After I coaxed him for a few words, he came back to me.

I practiced the exercises for a while more and felt that I was almost done for the day, so I lay down and fell asleep.

I don’t know how long I slept, but I woke up in a daze.

It was completely dark and quiet all around.

Before dawn?

I turned over, only to find that the bed had become extremely narrow. I reached out and touched a cold wooden board with my palm.

wrong!

I frowned, straightened up and tried to sit up, but my head hit the wooden board with a thud.

An unknown feeling pervaded my heart.

After groping around in the dark for a while, I finally figured out that I was not lying on a bed, but in a small, square space.

Breathing is heavy, this is a confined space.

coffin!

My heart sank, I propped myself up and pushed hard on the coffin lid with my legs.

But no matter how hard I tried, the coffin wouldn't budge.

During the struggle, the coffin suddenly swayed, accompanied by the sound of creaking ropes, as if it was being lifted and walked in a certain direction.

"Who? Let me out!"

I shouted loudly and beat the coffin desperately with my hands and feet, but it was all in vain.

The coffin was swaying, as if it was far away.

Boom!

I don’t know how long I walked, but the coffin suddenly fell heavily, as if it had fallen into a pit.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of shovels was heard.

Mud with stones fell on the coffin.

I'm going to be buried!

"Let me out, let me out!"

I screamed in uncontrollable horror and sat up suddenly.

It was no longer pitch black before my eyes, and I sat on my bed, covered in cold sweat.

Just a dream.

I breathed a long sigh of relief, wiped the cold sweat from my face, and got out of bed to pour some water.

I walked to the table and before my hand touched the kettle, my eyes froze.

The small red coffin that I put in the drawer was actually placed on the table.

With a strange intuition in my heart, I put down the water glass, picked up the small coffin, and opened the lid.

really.

There is a small white paper man lying inside. Behind the paper man, my birthday and birthday are written in red pen.

Someone sneaked into my house?

I frowned.

Ghost baby Li Xiaohei is extremely vigilant. If someone breaks in, he will definitely find it.

But last night, he slept harder than me.

Unless the opponent's skills are extraordinary, even the ghost baby cannot detect it.

If a person like this wants to kill me, he can just kill me, so why should he use such dirty methods secretly?

The problem must still be with the small coffin.

I burned the paper figurine, lit a cigarette, and thought about it.

The person carrying the coffin should be Song Yalan's body. Since it is a dead body, it must have no self-awareness and someone is manipulating her behind the scenes.

Apart from the old man from Baozi Shop and Zhang Jianming's gang, I really can't think of anyone else who has the ability to control corpses and knows all this.

I destroyed their underground factory and everything they planned in the crematorium. They must hate me to the core.

Such people are like poisonous snakes hiding in the dark. They might come out and bite you hard at some point.

Hard to guard against.

Zhan Lan's worries are not unreasonable. Song Yalan's sudden appearance is not a coincidence.

At this time, the cell phone rang.

It was Zhan Lan who came here.

"Li Yunfeng, are you at home? I have arrived at the village in the city."

"Here, come directly."

After hanging up the phone, I took a quick shower and then opened the rolling door.

"It's already noon, why are you still sleeping?" Zhan Lan has been waiting at the door for a few minutes.

I didn't greet her, I sat down casually and asked directly: "Did you bring my things?"

"Bring it." Zhan Lan nodded and looked at me, "Can I ask, what is the purpose of taking this yellow talisman back?"

"This is called the Peach Blossom Marriage Talisman. I want to give it to the girl I like." I pursed my lips and smiled.

"Ah?" Zhan Lan was stunned on the spot.

"You, when did you have someone you liked, and why have I never heard of you talking about it?" When she came to her senses, she said in a very uncomfortable tone.

"We haven't gotten to know each other well enough to tell you everything, right?"

"It seems so." Zhan Lan smiled mockingly, hiding the loneliness in his eyes, "What about the talisman that can save Uncle Lin?"

"Here it is." I took out the kit and put it on the counter.

Zhan Lan held a yellow talisman tightly in his white hands, and he struggled for a long time without returning it to me.

"I, I don't know how to use it, please help me save Uncle Lin again, okay?"

"As long as you return the marriage talisman to me, it doesn't matter if I make this trip." I stood up happily and smiled happily.

"When good things happen, I will treat you to some wedding candy."

"Oh, then I congratulate you in advance." Zhan Lan smiled reluctantly.

She got in her car and arrived at Dongchen Hospital.

VIP ward.

The pale-faced Butler Lin was lying weakly on the bed. When he saw me, his dull eyes immediately gleamed with anger.

"Hey, Butler Lin, it seems that you have good willpower and your consciousness is quite clear." I made no secret of my gloating.