"Ah Wei...Ah Wei..."

Under the call of the woman, the coffin master walked towards the plum tree step by step. The mouth on the plum tree began to converge, and the mouth became bigger and bigger. The big mouth swallowed the surrounding small mouths. That huge mouth formed a cave in front of the coffin master, and a huge tongue was spread out from the cave like a thick red carpet, and the woman's call came continuously from inside.

"Ah Wei—Ah Wei——" Her voice became harsher and sharper.

But the coffin master continued to walk towards the huge open mouth as if he didn't notice.

Suddenly, a huge black shadow landed behind that mouth.

"Ah Wei——" when it called out to Lord Coffin for the last time, an incomparably huge black cauldron fell from the sky.

"Master Coffin—" Yun Yao rushed over and slapped the dull Master Coffin on the face.

Master Coffin suddenly woke up, looked at Yunyao: "Xiaoyao?"

"Phew..." Yun Yao breathed a sigh of relief, "Master Coffin, those are all voices bewitching you, why are you still being fooled?!"

Master Coffin stared blankly at Yun Yao, was that the voice bewitching him? No, he knew in his heart that it was his sin, and it was the truest voice in his heart.

He raised his face, just in time to see his son picking up the minced meat on the ground to eat. At that moment, his heart was hit hard. Suddenly, his eyes overflowed with painful and determined darkness, and he pulled out the waistband. Bao Jian gritted his teeth and whispered with tears in his eyes: "It's better to die than to live like this! Daddy will give you a good time!"

"Master Coffin!" Yun Yao immediately stopped Master Coffin, "Calm down! Fat Buddha—" Yun Yao turned her head and shouted anxiously.

"Amitabha—" A voice like a bell came from high above, and the fat Buddha's huge round face protruded from the edge of the black pot. He bent down, and the whole pot also tilted in the direction of the coffin master and the others.

Fat Buddha smiled and looked at Master Coffin: "Old coffin, when you entered the Nine Gates, didn't everyone agree to help you find a solution together. The darkness in your heart makes you nowhere to go, and the light in front of you will give you hope..."

The coffin master stood there blankly, and slowly calmed down, the sword in his hand dropped weakly, and he closed his eyes in pain.

"Now... don't we still have Great God Lian? She will help you. If she doesn't make a move now, it should be because the opportunity has not come. Look, don't I have a pot now?" Fat Buddha sat in the huge black pot on his left Swing right, happily like a tumbler.

Master Coffin shook his head, raised his hand and began to slap hard: "I was wrong! I was wrong!"

"Crack!" Suddenly, Zizhu took his hand, and he shrank back to his normal human form, but his belly was round and swollen like a pregnant woman with twins.

Master Coffin looked at Zimu.

Zimo looked at him, took out the chopsticks box, and handed it to Lord Coffin.

Master Coffin finally forced a smile on his face, took the chopstick box from Zi Mao's hand, and watched quietly.

Fat Buddha shrunk to the side of Master Coffin, and the black pot became a bowl in his hand. He clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, old coffin, don't carry it alone, we will carry it for you."

"Yeah, Lord Coffin..." Yun Yao also tugged on Lord Coffin's sleeve lightly, "Zi Zhu is one of us, we will not leave him behind, don't blame yourself for what happened back then, what does that have to do with you? Those villagers who surrendered to the evil forces themselves blamed you, that was the darkness of their humanity!"

Master Coffin nodded slowly, sighed a long time, raised his face to look at Zimu: "Son, go to sleep." Master Coffin lifted the chopsticks box and opened the lid.

Zizhu blinked, his whole body was wrapped in golden runes, he secretly glanced at Yunyao, and lowered his head.

"Old coffin, your son has just eaten, let him digest it." Fat Buddha said with a smile on the side.

The coffin master couldn't help laughing when he saw his son's round belly. He nodded to Zimu and looked at Fat Buddha: "By the way, where is God Lian?"

Fat Buddha clasped his hands together: "God Lian will be fine. Since he is here, let's take a stroll. I haven't had a good look at such a magical place. Let's go and stroll together." After Fat Buddha finished speaking, he was already relaxed Youzai walked around by himself.

Yun Yao couldn't bear it and followed beside him: "Fat Buddha, you really have a taste! This place is the same as the region, it makes me sick to death!"

Seeing Yunyao leaving, Zimu trotted to keep up, silently following behind Yunyao.

The coffin master also showed a gratified smile in his eyes. If his son hadn't had an accident, he would be in his thirties now, and he should have embraced his grandson...

"Hahaha, do you still want to eat pig intestines?" Fat Buddha joked from ahead.

Yun Yao was so angry that she jumped her feet: "Fat Buddha——you are so disgusting——"

Lord Coffin laughed, and followed everyone in a leisurely manner, looking at his son's back from a distance. If God Lian can really cure his son, no matter what he is asked to do, even if he surrenders himself soul, he is willing!

Flying down, above the emerald green, Lian Youyou quietly watched the beautiful young man in front of him, quietly listening to his last words...

"He controls me! He controls me all the time - even if I die - he will lock my soul - ah -" He sobbed in pain, **** tears flowed from his eyes, staining his fair skin face, "So I also lure others in! Because I hate it! I hate it—I want to kill people—I want to destroy them—like..." After howling in pain, Lu Xuan's expression became dull again, pained curled up and hugged his head, "He destroyed me..."

Lian Youyou looked at him calmly, blinked, raised her face, rolled her eyes for a while like a witch outside, then lowered her face and muttered to herself: "They've finished their work, I should go out."

Lu Jingting's expression froze slightly, he slowly raised his face, and suddenly knelt down in front of Lian Youyou with a "plop": "Help me...help me...please...please—" He stretched out his hand to grab Lian Youyou But she deeply hated her own filth and retracted her hand, kowtowing to Lian Youyou non-stop.

Lian Youyou still had no expression on her face: "I don't care about human affairs."

Lu Jingting was stunned, and prostrated on the ground in a daze: "Then what are you doing here?"

"It's rare for those guys from the Nine Gates to level up. It's rare to meet an impediment of your level, so I just use it to practice~" Lian Youyou folded her arms around her chest, and stretched out her fingers boredly to pick her ears. Yes, what you have experienced, someone outside is experiencing the same at this moment, cut, those lazy people in the Fate Department are too lazy to write new plots, and use all the old routines, just like those who like to copy books."

Lu Jingting listened dully, the confusion on his face gradually revealed resentment, he hated more and more, and suddenly raised his face and rushed towards Lian Youyou: "Then I will pull you to die together—"