MTL - Inside and Outside World-Chapter 107 : climb out of the ground (world restart)

Coffin—the coffin that holds people, where is it generally located?

In addition to being placed in the funeral parlor, it is naturally in the tomb to be admired by others.

The coffin buried in the ground is covered with soil, and the coffin boards are not so easy to push away... But this is not a problem for Yan Luo. In the other world, the mobile phone exists in the consciousness, and the storage space has a mandarin knife and a dragon stick. Those weapons and equipment.

"Look at me supporting the sky with one pillar, and lift up the coffin board!"

Of course, this sentence is just to say, the coffin is too narrow to take out a 2.4-meter dragon stick and cannot be put down. Yan Luo took out the pair of mandarin duck knives and prepared to cut a piece of it on the coffin board, and then dig out the soil outside , Dig a road leading directly to the outside of the tomb, leading to the ground.

"In other words, lying in a coffin, or a coffin buried in the ground, is probably a novel experience for many people."

Yan Luo was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly opened his mouth, and faintly spit out four words:

"Dongma Xiaosan."

There was silence all around.

Forget it, it’s not funny at all—as a ruthless person, even if you tell a joke, you can’t make yourself laugh, and you can’t make yourself cold if you tell a bad joke—Yan Luo started work, the place he chose to cut the knife was not the coffin lid, but the coffin lid. is the side.

Now it is buried in the ground, and a hole is made in the coffin lid. Wouldn't the gravity effect make it eat a mouthful of mud?

The Mandarin Duck Knife was very sharp, and Yan Luo quickly cut and cut the wooden planks. He did not use the Olympic flame to burn the cut pieces of wood. Now, he is still in the coffin. If he lights the coffin and gives himself a cremation, then It's sour.

The pieces of wood cut out with a knife were placed on the other side of the coffin. Yan Luo found that what was exposed was indeed soil—the soil was very fresh and had a moist feeling. It was obvious that it had been buried not long ago, but it felt very sticky when held in his hand. , but also with a cool breath.

It's not the coldness of the natural temperature, but a strange kind of coldness that seems to penetrate deep into the soul...

As an intermediate being, his spiritual sense is much more sensitive than that of ordinary people. Yan Luo thought about it: "Yin Qi? From the perspective of the spiritual world, this should be the so-called gathering place of Yin Qi, a place to raise corpses..."

"Buried here for decades, hundreds of years, maybe I will turn into a rice dumpling when I come out?"

Of course, this is just what came to mind when thinking about it. Even if this is really a place for raising corpses, they raise corpses, not living people—Yan Luo digs in the soil with a mandarin duck knife, digging holes upwards, and he finds that doing so is not enough. not easy.

The soil is sticky.

wet, hard…

Yuanyang Dao is two palm-joining swords, that is, the short double swords similar to those used by Wing Chun Bazhan Dao, and it is not a good tool for digging.

Moreover, even if the Mandarin Duck Saber is a high-quality cold weapon, it is forged very sharp, and it is used for killing people, not for digging soil! It's not as good as an engineer shovel. If you dig like this, the blades of the two knives will definitely be damaged in a short time.

Yan Luo put away the knife very simply.

Sticks can only be used to push, but cannot be excavated. In the storage space, there are also thousand-year-old thunderbolt mahogany swords, Macedonian spears, gold chains and marble statues... However, these are all useless. Yan Luo uses other tools.

his body!

His body is a weapon!

Yan Luo stretched out his hands, fingers curled into claws.

Dig into sticky, somewhat hard soil.

"I knew I brought the horse."

That horse has been modified with alien biochemical technology, and has improved rock skin defense, but in essence, it is still a horse. The spiritual world is very dangerous. If it dies for no reason, the loss will be great, so Yan Luo did not bring the horse into the inner world.

But if you bring a horse, the current coffin won't be able to accommodate a person or a horse, right?

In any case, that horse has the talent of "burrowing into the ground". It can quickly dig holes in the dirt with its hooves. If a horse digs open a grave and climbs out, will it be scared to pee?

While thinking in his mind, Yan Luo kept digging with his hands.

In a tomb, a man in a coffin is digging into the soil with his own hands. The soil is cold, wet, and sticky, and occasionally rough gravel and small stones are mixed with it. Soon, the soil will be dug. The ten fingers on his fingers began to bleed.

Blood seeps into the dirt...

The texture of the soil gradually became soft to the touch, and Yan Luo knew that he was about to dig it out. After all, it was just a tomb and the mound would not be very high. Soon he saw a glimmer of light from the gap in the soil above, but the light was not obvious. , very bleak.

"It's moonlight."

"It's night!"

Yan Luo quickened his movements.

Outside, on the side of a tomb piled with soil, with a not loud but still very clear "click" sound at night, a large area of ​​soil collapsed, forming a pit.

Stretch a hand out of it.

Thick black clouds, deep night, under the light of the dim moonlight, a hand stretched out from the collapsed earth pit!

A **** hand!

The ten fingers of the hand are bent into claws, and the fingers are scarred and covered with dark red and mottled blood. If anyone sees this scene, they will definitely be scared to pee—even if it is not as magical as a horse's hoof protruding from the collapsed earth pit, it is also It was enough to be called a horror, and then, the pit expanded, revealing a face~www.novelbuddy.com~a man's face.

Yan Luo raised his head and looked at the moon in the sky.

"When the moonlight shines on my face, I think I'm about to change my appearance. There is a soup called heart-piercing lung. Drinking it has magical power..."

For the first time, entering the supernatural world, or role-playing, even if it is a ruthless person, Yan Luo has some expectations for all this, what will he encounter? What have you become? At first, he was in a tomb, but unfortunately he wasn't a zombie, and now, when he dug up the tomb and crawled out, standing in the moonlight, he didn't turn into a werewolf either.

He, or he...

Yan Luo shook off the soil stained on his hair, lowered his head, and looked at his clothes and found that they were different from the original ones. Looking at the materials and styles, even though he was poor in the real world, he could feel that this set should be a set with a different price. Fei's high-end suits.

"A suit as a shroud? It's really creative..."

"At least it can be judged that the era it appeared in is not ancient times—of course it may be modern times. After all, the history of suits seems to have originated in Europe in the 17th century."

He took out his mobile phone and found that there was no signal, neither network nor wifi.

"Is it because the Internet hasn't appeared yet, or is it too remote to find?"

Yan Luo put away his mobile phone, stood quietly beside the grave under the moonlight, and thought: "The main mission has not been released... I am afraid, the main mission of this world is triggered, and I have not come into contact with the key that can trigger the mission... Anyway, let's figure it out first. Let's talk about the surrounding environment."

He took off the **** shackles on his fingers. Although he used his hands as a shovel to dig blood dripping from them before, the wounds on his hands have healed under the combined effect of the two genes of intermediate life + self-healing.

The clotted blood scars fell off, and the exposed fingers were slender and fair.