What Yang Xuming is talking about is exactly the dilemma the two are currently in.

Ying Sixue knows all these things.

She hesitated for a few seconds, and finally decided to pour cold water on Yang Xuming.

"But it may be difficult for us to get through to the beginning of a new cycle..."

Ying Sixue said in a low voice, "Normally, the good and evil in this village alternately reincarnate."

"After the evil thoughts come, the rooster patron saint of Shannian will be resurrected before long, allowing Shannian to take over the world again and suppress all the evil spirits in the village."

"But you forgot the most important thing, that is, this reincarnation is not a normal alternation of good and evil. It has other causes."

"It's because you killed the wailing ghost. The tragic death of the ghost broke the fragile balance between good and evil."

"This kind of evil thoughts caused by it will come, maybe it won't go away so quickly, and it may even linger for a long time."

Ying Sixue said in a low voice, "We don't have time to consume. The oxygen in this coffin is not enough for us to consume."

Ying Sixue's words just finished...

Bang bang bang ——

There was another dull percussion suddenly.

Something outside the coffin is knocking on the coffin again!

The two who were communicating stopped at the same time, and each other's expressions were a little horrified.

Although they couldn't see each other's faces in the dark, they couldn't hide the stiffness of their bodies.

Ying Sixue waited tightly for half a minute. After seeing no new movement outside, she whispered, "The good news now is that this white coffin can indeed protect us."

"Things outside know that we are inside, but they can't get in for the time being."

"But we must find a way out of trouble before the oxygen runs out!"

Yang Xuming pressed his hands against the lid of the coffin tightly and said in a low voice, "I know the truth, but where is the way!"

Yang Xuming was also a little impatient.

He felt that the air in the coffin had begun to become muddy, and perhaps soon, apart from rushing out and dying in the hands of the evil spirits, they would only have the end of suffocation in the coffin.

Ying Sixue said, "Remember the old lady hiding in your shadow? It drags people into a dark and strange space. If it drags us into it, it might save us from being suffocated. ."

Yang Xuming expressed objection to this, "Impossible! That shadow ghost simply dragged me into another black coffin. Everything is my illusion...Even if we change the coffin, we still die!"

Ying Sixue was a little entangled, "Are we really going to wait for death here... Or do you push the lid of the coffin a little bit to expose a gap? Let the outside air come in?"

Yang Xuming was silent for a few seconds.

The air in the coffin has become more and more turbid, and it even makes him feel a little difficult to breathe.

This desperate death came faster than they thought.

Yang Xuming took a deep breath and whispered, "Fight!"

His hands began to exert a slight force, and he tried to push the lid of the coffin with the slowest movement as far as possible so as not to make too much noise.

Finally, this heavy coffin lid was slowly pushed open a gap by Yang Xuming.

The cold air floated in along the gap.

But at the same time it floated in, and there was a rotting corpse that was so strong that it numbed the scalp.

It seems to be just outside the coffin, standing a row of rotting corpses!

"Depend on!"

When Yang Xuming smelled the strong rotten smell outside, he subconsciously wanted to push the coffin lid back to its original position.

But it was too late.

I don't know how many pairs of dead people's hands firmly grasped the lid of the coffin outside the coffin, preventing Yang Xuming's intention to close the lid again.

In addition, several pale and rotten fingers dug into the interior of the coffin along the gap in the lid of the coffin and appeared in Yang Xuming's field of vision.

These fingers are pulling the lid of the coffin, trying to widen the gap in the lid!

The things outside did not go away at all, and definitely more than before.

Yang Xuming even suspected that the group of corpses had followed them into this hall from the bamboo forest, staying outside the coffin, waiting for Yang Xuming and the others to push the white coffin away by themselves!

So there is actually a row of rotten and mutilated corpses standing outside the coffin?

When he talked with Ying Sixue, the rotting corpses standing around the coffin were all staring at the coffin in the middle, listening to Yang Xuming and their plans?

"These corpses haven't left at all!"

Yang Xuming gritted his teeth and said, "They have been guarding outside!"

After the gap between the lid of the coffin was opened, his hands could no longer resist the force of frantically pulling the lid of the coffin.

The gap in the coffin expanded by a single cent.

Seeing that the gap expanded from only a finger to a fist, Yang Xuming's Frostmourne was suddenly lifted by Ying Sixue.

"Good weight!"

The girl let out an exclamation, a two-handed sword weighing more than ten kilograms was too heavy for an ordinary girl like her.

But the situation was critical, she still gritted her teeth and raised the big sword in her hand, and slashed heavily towards the hands that were holding on the inner wall of the coffin.

Puff puff--

After several weird muffled noises, those palms that had long been rotten were directly chopped off by Ying Sixue.

The sticky and foul-smelling corpse water sprayed the two people in the coffin.

Yang Xuming had a headache, "Miss! Are you crazy?"

Ying Sixue was also stunned by the corpse water splashed out, "These are corpse water? I... I won't be infected with corpse poison, right?"

When the foul-smelling liquid stuck to her body, the girl felt unspeakable disgust and fear, and the urge to vomit that was almost impossible to suppress.

But her slash did have an effect.

There were several painful wailings outside the coffin, and the force to pull the lid of the coffin became much weaker.

Yang Xuming immediately took the opportunity to close the lid of the coffin, and the two closed coffin was protected.

And because of the saw just now, fresh air poured into the coffin, both of them felt a lot easier.

……In other words, Yang Xuming felt a lot easier.

After the coffin lid was closed, the girl shrunk in the coffin felt the slimy corpse water on her body, and she wanted to cry without tears.

"Ok... so smelly!"

The stench of those corpse waters can't stand even a rough man like Yang Xuming, let alone a girl like Ying Sixue who loves cleanliness.

Yang Xuming subconsciously comforted, "It's okay, it's okay, except for the smell of corpse water, there is no harm from toxins."

But as soon as Yang Xuming said this, the girl became even more sick.

"Scorpion water..." She was a little desperate, "Really it is corpse water?"

The girl seems to be vomiting.

But before she really vomited, the situation outside the coffin suddenly changed.

A scream of terrible pain resounded throughout the village.

Even Yang Xuming, who was hiding in the coffin, could hear clearly.

——That came from the direction of the mourning hall.

Yang Xuming's heart was slightly cold.

When Ying Sixue heard this voice, she was slightly taken aback.

She recognized the voice.

"It's the flower grower!" Ying Sixue said quickly, "It's the middle-aged aunt who brought me in! This is her voice!"

PS: The agreed four changes were reached.

Stop talking nonsense, go to sleep.

My update at four in the morning, I hope you like it~