The sound of the flute seems to come from a distant valley, instantly bringing people's memories back to peaceful life.
The people in the corner followed the sound and held their faces in ecstasy, thinking of the show Ye Lan had been on before, and couldn't help but sigh.
"No wonder Ye Shen was so overwhelmingly popular on the 303 talent show last time, with so many professional judges giving him rave reviews. Talent of this caliber isn't even for a contestant, but should be performing as an artist at a convention center."
Huang Yao sat in the crowd, pursed her lips and looked at the isolated figure. Even though she was unwilling to accept it, she could not deny that this was the most beautiful music she had ever heard.
However, this warm and intoxicating scene did not last long. A minute later, the tune suddenly became very passionate. The rapidly rising rhythm was like bursts of ghosts howling, and the mournful atmosphere was instantly filled.
Just as everyone's heart was beating like thunder, the originally quiet zombies suddenly moved.
They moved in unison, all swarming in one direction.
"Ah, where did they go?!"
Holly screamed and grabbed Huang Yao's arm.
Huang Yao, however, looked ahead with a complicated expression. After a long pause, he softly said, "She asked them to seek revenge."
This is the highest-level spell in Xuanmen puppetry. It first soothes the soul and then gradually allows the soul to have self-awareness and recall everything in life, including the truth of death.
The undead will find the murderer themselves.
The zombies disappeared through a side door and soon came back with heavy steps.
When everyone looked up and saw the coffin they were carrying above their heads, they couldn't help but shudder.
"Oh my god, what is this?!"
Everyone subconsciously resisted such unlucky things, especially the coffin with black air lingering around it, making it look like the deceased had died in a restless state.
At this moment, a student remembered the previous rumors and said in a trembling voice, "This building used to be unfinished. It was said that the accident happened because a coffin was dug out from the ground."
Everyone suddenly realized.
In this case, it is possible that the coffin was stuffed back in by an unscrupulous developer.
"Ah... what should we do? It's killed so many people here. Back then, the Xuanmen invited so many masters but they couldn't solve it, so the authorities completely abandoned this place. Now only Ye Shen is here. Will she be in danger?"
Holly was worried. She grabbed the arm of the person next to her. Suddenly, she reacted and turned to ask for help: "Yaoyao, do you have any ideas? One more person means more strength. We can give you anything you want later."
They were all laymen in metaphysics, so they could only ask the experienced Huang Yao for advice.
Huang Yao heard this and noticed that everyone around her was looking at her. Even the previously unruly Xie Chenan took the initiative to hand her another piece of cloth and said, "Or you can choose not to help and just tell us how we can help."
The more Huang Yao listened, the more uncomfortable he felt.
She didn't know what magical powers the girl possessed that could have won such unwavering trust and support from such a group of people. However, she ultimately shook her head helplessly. "That black coffin is made of extremely cold golden nanmu wood, which has withstood hundreds of years of decay. Furthermore, the Soul Locking Nail nourishes the soul, and the ghost within possesses extraordinary magical power. Even my father might not be able to deal with it, let alone me."
When everyone heard this, they felt their hearts grow heavier.
As soon as the flute stopped, Xiao's security captain led his men forward and shielded Ye Lan behind him. "Miss, while there's still time, find a way out and run with your classmates. We'll hold on here for now."
He looked up at the black coffin that was constantly emitting black air and gave people a huge sense of oppression. Although he didn't know how long he could hold on, protecting his master was the top priority, and they would never escape first.
At this time, Ye Lan had already put down the piccolo, and was holding it loosely at his fingertips. He looked relaxed, and there was no trace of nervousness on his face. He said, "No need to run. You guys retreat first."
The voice was light, but it carried a sense of majesty and momentum.
The security captain subconsciously put away his gun and took a half step back, frightened by the girl's aura that was like his boss.
With no more obstruction, Ye Lan finally faced the black coffin that the zombies held in front of them.
She waved her hand lightly, and the corpses that had become puppets immediately put down the coffins and retreated to the back.
In the middle of the huge first-floor hall, there was only a thin girl facing the huge black coffin. The strong contrast made all the onlookers tremble with fear.
"Soul-Locking Nail." Ye Lan lowered his eyes, his gaze landing on the specially placed nails on the coffin. Then, the corners of his lips twitched, revealing a cold arc. "Let me see, what Daluo Jinxian requires such a grand ceremony?"
As soon as she finished speaking, she swept the flute in her hand out, and an invisible force of energy was sent out.
The power of that Qi was extremely overbearing, like a knife that directly cut through the swirling black air and landed on the coffin.
With a bang, the coffin shook violently, and several slender black nails were shaken out instantly, and the gorgeous and heavy coffin lid was also overturned.
Everyone: “!!!”
No, he just lifted the lid of someone's coffin without even saying hello, is that that cruel?!
As everyone was stunned, they saw that there was no corpse in the coffin, only black gas that was so thick that it was almost liquid pouring out continuously. Fortunately, the thing would stay away from everyone's feet, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief and was not so scared.
Suddenly, a strong wind blew up all around, sweeping the black air in the coffin straight into the sky.
The sound of the wind was like the wailing of thousands of ghosts, extremely mournful, and a woman's roar could be heard faintly among them.
'Damn it! Damn you all!'
The woman was obviously targeting Ye Lan, and the black energy almost swept her into the center of the storm.
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