Chapter 219 Obsessive-compulsive disorder ascension period
Incense sticks, long and short, kept burning, and the smoke was faint and diffused. Although the hall was ventilated on three sides, several people felt an indescribable feeling of stuffiness.
His breathing became heavier, and he couldn't help but feel depressed.
It seems that if these incense sticks continue to burn, something very unusual will happen!
At this moment, Jiang Chen stared at Gongtai and looked at him for a few times, his brows gradually furrowed: "Why are the incense sticks some long and some short? It's so ugly! So ugly..."
A look of deep disgust came over his face.
Suddenly he took a step forward.
Several people were standing at the door of the hall. Behind the vermilion coffins was the tribute platform.
"Old Jiang! Don't be impulsive!" Zhao Erhu quickly reminded: "Don't put out the incense easily, it will cause big problems!"
"Jiang Chen, there may be something in these coffins, don't go in rashly!" Chen Xue also shouted.
"Don't be impulsive..."
Several people spoke with concern.
But Jiang Chen seemed to be caught in some extreme emotion, and he ignored them and walked into the pile of coffins in a few steps.
Everyone was worried.
Nothing suddenly jumped out of the coffin.
Jiang Chen came to the tribute platform and muttered madly: "It's so long and so short, so ugly, so ugly..."
As he spoke, he broke three long incense sticks and lit them with the candles next to him. Then he lay on the offering platform, breathing through his mouth to speed up the burning of some of the incense sticks and made the most precise adjustments to their length.
To the end.
The root incense is completely flush.
Even with the eyes of a wise man, he couldn't find any faults.
This made the people behind stunned.
Is Jiang Chen having... an obsessive-compulsive disorder attack?
Oh my god!
This is too weird!
In the face of supernatural events, do you still have to obey your own obsessive-compulsive disorder?
Is this because the symptoms are too severe, or are you just not taking ghosts seriously enough?
Even though they had seen Jiang Chen's unexpected actions several times in the past, they still couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts this time.
At this time.
Jiang Chen turned his head, and seemed to have just noticed the coffins scattered all over the floor. After he adjusted the length of the incense stick, his brows, which had been relaxed, slowly frowned again.
"Why are there some long and some short coffins?"
"And they're placed so messily. It's really unsightly and ugly..."
Hearing this.
Everyone's eyes widened, as if they had already guessed what would happen next.
"Old Jiang, no!" Zhao Erhu shouted hurriedly.
"At least you should get out first. If you act rashly and get attacked by the things in the coffin, even a C+ expert will be dead!"
"Come here first, at least there is a way to retreat!"
Several people spoke hurriedly.
There were nearly ten coffins of varying lengths on the ground, all emitting a strong aura of resentment that frightened several people.
Jiang Chen was standing alone among the coffins at this time.
Once you make any dangerous moves, you will be surrounded in an instant!
But Jiang Chen seemed not to hear what they said at all. He picked up a peach wood sword on the tribute stand and infused it with demonic power. The wooden sword edge instantly became extremely sharp.
A sword chopped down and used as a big sword.
With a "clang" sound, a coffin as tall as a person was cut into pieces.
To everyone's relief, the coffin was empty.
Then, Jiang Chen continued to make moves, cutting all the coffins into shorter pieces, and then placing them together, and then proceeding to make delicate repairs bit by bit.
To the end.
All the coffins were finally the same length.
The few people were relieved because there was no dirt in the coffin.
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