The devil was so angry that he cursed, but the shadow of the old Wang's head was nowhere to be seen.

So, where is Lao Wang's head now?

In the cave of Baohui Mountain, Pharaoh's head and Aomori were sitting on the ground, beside them, the red coffin was placed.

Aomori was worried and said, "Uncle, can that work?"

Old Wang said with a smile, "Absolutely no problem. I put a few paper people there, it is enough to delay their time, so that they can not catch up with us. It is estimated that the devil is currently dealing with the paper people I put."

Aomori said, "Paper people don't understand magic, how can they be worthy of a demon king?"

The old king said, "Although the paper man doesn't understand spells, but I put a detonating talisman in the paper man to deal with them."

Aomori sighed, "These hateful demons have invaded our human land and classified the place we live in as the demon world. It is simply outrageous."

The old king said, "It hurts to think that our powerful human beings are actually dominated by those ugly and terrifying demons."

"This time we have completely annoyed the Demon King, and I don't know what he will do next."

"Let's hide here first, for a while, the devil may not be able to find it here. It should be safe here."

"But, what about the little slave's body? She will rot sooner or later."

"Little slave's body, I have a way to ensure that her body is not corrupt."

"any solution?"

"Of course meat is used to supplement meat."

Aomori was baffled when he heard it, "Uncle, what does it mean to supplement meat with meat?"

"The decay of the corpse will inevitably lead to the decomposition of muscles and internal organs. We only need to make up for the loss after decomposition."

Aomori shook his head, "I still don't understand."

Old Wang sighed, "If you don't understand, I'll show it to you. But it's not the time yet."

"Uncle, what are you going to show me? It's mysterious."

"Well, you'll know tonight. Now, let's have a good rest."

When the old king finished speaking, he immediately yawned and lay on the ground, falling asleep.

Hearing the snoring of the old king's head, Aomori also felt his eyelids heavy. He stretched out his hand and stroked the red coffin and said softly, "Slave, I don't know what the uncle will show us at night, let's go to sleep."

After a while, Aomori also snored sweetly.

A woman sighed slightly inside the red coffin.

Aomori woke up and found that it was already dark.

Lao Wang Tou was eating the dry food he had brought. When he saw that he was awake, Lao Wang Tou immediately stuffed him with a piece of biscuits, "Quickly, fill up your stomach, we are ready to go out."

After Aomori devoured the sesame seed, they swallowed the spring water in the cave together, which counted as dinner.

The old king said, "Let's go, I'll take you to a place." After speaking, he grabbed Aomori's hand and swept out of the cave.

Aomori was shocked, but still did not forget to drag the red coffin.

"Uncle, where are you taking me?"

"When you arrive, you will know it naturally."

Outside the cave, the full moon is in the sky, hanging like a mirror, shining the whole earth as bright as day.

The old Wang head grabbed Aomori, held his figure in the air, set up a pergola, and looked around, and found that a large group of crows were noisy not far away, and he immediately laughed and said, "It's there."

"Why are there so many crows there, where are they?"

"A place with so many crows, except for mass graves, where else can it be?"

"Hey, uncle, did you make a mistake? Are we going to the mass graves in the middle of the night waiting for the evil spirits?"

"You'll know later."

"Uncle, you are so messed up, do you drill into the grave in the middle of the night?"

Regardless of Aomori's awkwardness, the old king dragged him into a mess of graves.

After stabilizing his figure, Aomori was dumbfounded.

This cemetery is a cemetery. In fact, many corpses are not buried at all. The ones that can be wrapped in straw mats and thrown here are not bad. Most of the corpses don't even have straw mats and are thrown here directly.

The bright moonlight shone on the pale faces of dead people, unspeakably terrible.

Aomori just wanted to ask why he came here, but he heard a slight movement in the red coffin he was carrying with him.

Puff puff puff puff--

A strange noise came from the coffin.

"Little slave? Is that you?"

Aomori was completely frightened, he asked tremblingly.

Old Wang hissed his head and said in a low voice, "Open the coffin lid."

Aomori was puzzled, "What are you doing?"

Old Wang said impatiently, "She wants to come out, can't you tell?"

"Who is coming out?"

"Who else? Of course it's a slave. You are really inked."

The old Wang's head was too slow to move in Aomori, so he immediately stepped forward, opened the lid of the coffin, and then pulled the frightened Aomori to hide behind a grave.

Puff puff puff puff--

There was another strange noise.

A small snow-white hand stretched out from the coffin.

Aomori was so frightened that he almost didn't yell out. He had shook that little hand countless times, but it was burnt to ashes, and he knew it. That is obviously the hand of the slave.

Before Aomori could react, he heard a tumbling sound of the ground. In the coffin, a white figure flashed, and a person had already flown out of the coffin and fell to the ground lightly.

The moonlight shone on the man's face, and Aomori was shocked in a cold sweat.

That man has delicate and feminine features and a slender figure. He is his lover's coffin slave.

It's just that the coffin slave looked pale and haggard compared to before his death, as if he had been ill for a long time.

"It's a little slave, she looks a lot thinner, and she feels distressingly gaunt."

Aomori excitedly wanted to run over, hug her and talk about lovesickness.

The old king saw Aomori's intentions and immediately hugged him tightly, "Don't disturb her. Now you must not go there."

Aomori couldn't hold back the old king's head, so he could only look at the coffin slave under the moonlight, and cried to himself.

The coffin slave looked at the corpses all over the floor, unconsciously smiling with joy, "A lot of meat, I really want to eat meat." After speaking, she immediately stretched out her index finger and pointed at the dead body on the ground.

The dead body on the ground immediately stood up.

Upon seeing this, the coffin slave opened her lips slightly and gathered her lips into an O shape.

At this time, a strange scene happened.

Between the coffin slave and the dead corpse, a red blood line immediately appeared, and all the blood from the dead corpse entered the coffin slave's body through this blood line.

Just as the blood on the corpse was sucked dry, the corpse immediately became shriveled and shrunken, as if all the flesh of the corpse disappeared at once, leaving only a piece of skin wrapped around the skeleton, and then this one was wrapped in the skin. The skeleton fell to the ground with a crash, making the sound of a bone falling to the ground.

Look at that coffin slave has become moisturized, and his expression is flying, and his gestures are exactly the same as before.

Aomori couldn't bear it anymore, and ran out from behind the grave, shouting, "Slave, you finally woke up."

The lovers saw each other again, and they were speechless, but tears fell down.