Weird Resurrection: I Can Transform into a Great Demon

Chapter 219

The incense sticks of three long and two short ones kept burning, and the smoke was faint and diffused. Although it was a hall with ventilation on three sides, several people felt an indescribable feeling of suffocation.

The panting became heavier, and a sense of depression surged in their hearts.

It seemed that if these incense sticks continued to burn, something very bad would happen!

At this time, Jiang Chen stared at the tribute table for several times, and his brows frowned a little bit: "Why are these incense sticks long and short? It's so ugly! So ugly..."

A deep disgust appeared on his face.

Suddenly he walked forward.

Several people were standing at the door of the hall at this moment. Behind the vermilion coffins was the tribute table.

"Old Jiang! Don't be impulsive!" Zhao Erhu reminded quickly: "The incense sticks of three long and two short ones cannot be easily extinguished, 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 worry.

But Jiang Chen seemed to be in some extreme mood, and he ignored everything and walked into the pile of coffins in a few steps.

Everyone was worried.

Fortunately, nothing suddenly jumped out of the coffin.

Jiang Chen came to the tribute platform and murmured like crazy: "It's too long and short, too ugly, too ugly..."

He broke three long incense sticks and ignited them with candles next to him. Then he lay on the tribute platform, exhaled with his mouth, accelerated the burning of some incense sticks, and made the most precise fine-tuning of their length.

In the end.

The five incense sticks were completely level.

Even with the eyes of a strange person, there was nothing wrong with it.

This made the people behind stunned.

Jiang Chen is... having an obsessive-compulsive disorder?

Oh my!

This is too weird!

In supernatural events, do you still have to obey your own obsessive-compulsive disorder?

Is this because the symptoms are too serious, or do you not take ghosts seriously?

Although they had seen Jiang Chen's unexpected behavior several times in the past period of time, this time, they still couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts.

At this time.

Jiang Chen turned his head and seemed to notice the coffins all over the floor. After he made the length of the incense sticks the same, his eyebrows, which had been stretched out, slowly frowned again.

"Why are these coffins long and short?"

"And they are placed so messily, it's really not beautiful, too ugly..."

Hearing this.

Everyone widened their eyes, as if they had already thought of what would happen next.

"Old Jiang, no!" Zhao Erhu shouted hurriedly.

"At least you come out first. If you act rashly and are besieged by the things in the coffins, even if a C+ master comes, you will die!"

"Come over first, at least there is a way out!"

Several people spoke anxiously.

There were nearly ten coffins of different lengths on the ground, all of which exuded strong resentment, which made several people a little frightened.

Jiang Chen was standing alone in the pile of coffins at this time.

Once he made any dangerous moves, he would be besieged in an instant!

But Jiang Chen seemed not to hear them at all. He picked up a peach wood sword on the tribute platform, poured in demonic power, and the wooden sword edge instantly became extremely sharp.

He chopped down with a sword and used it as a big knife.

With a "swoosh", a coffin as long as an adult was cut off.

What relieved everyone was that there was nothing in the coffin.

Then, Jiang Chen continued to make moves, cutting all the coffins short, and then put them together, and made fine repairs bit by bit.

In the end.

All the coffins were finally the same length.

The hearts of several people were also slightly relieved, because there was nothing dirty in the coffin.

At this moment.

A gust of wind blew through the hall.

All of them shuddered. After a second of stunned silence, Zhao Erhu was the first to react: "No! Watch out for your back!"

Even if they went to a place with a temperature of 20 to 30 degrees below zero, they could sleep shirtless.

It was absolutely impossible for them to shiver with a gust of wind.

The reaction was very quick. Without saying a word, they rushed forward, then turned their heads quickly. The scene in front of them made their faces gloomy.

In the yard before.

At some point, a boy and a girl, two children, stood there.

The boy was seven or eight years old, and the girl was two or three years old. They were both wearing a set of paper shrouds, with blood on their hands and mouths, and the breath they exuded was very terrifying.

These were actually two evil spirits!

At this moment, they were staring with a pair of gray eyes, looking gloomily at the hall, staring at the destroyed coffins.

Soon, another figure rushed in from the door.

There is a woman with half of her face sunken in, as if she had suffered a heavy blow before her death, and a man with an empty chest, his internal organs may have been taken out by something., a lame old man with a sallow complexion and a mouthful of black teeth.

Without exception.

These five people all exude extremely strong resentment.

Everyone's face is as gloomy as water.

Five evil ghosts!

This is too terrible!

The most troublesome situation before was at most facing two evil ghosts and three evil ghosts. It was also in that battle that Yang Chan was injured.

Encountering five evil ghosts, they dared not imagine what terrible things would happen next.

"My home, you destroyed our home!"

"Damn it, damn it!"

Among the five ghosts, the woman and the old man spoke first. Those coffins were their residences after death. Now that they were destroyed, they aroused the strongest resentment in their hearts!

Crazy words, containing curses, subtly influenced several people.

Among them, the weaker Yang Chan and Chen Xue had begun to turn pale, and a deep sense of guilt surged in their hearts.

At this time.

A crazier voice sounded behind the few people.

"Why are you guys all the same length?"

"This is too ugly, too ugly..."

"Everyone should be the same length, the same height, weight, and body shape. This world should not be like this. I must correct you!"

The ghosts were stunned.

"..."

"You bastard, you are sick, ghost energy +999!"

"Is this the late stage of obsessive-compulsive disorder? No, this is the ascension stage of obsessive-compulsive disorder? Ghost energy +999!"

"Mad man! Ghost energy +999!"

"..."

The ghosts were just stunned for a moment, and then, they exuded amazing resentment all over their bodies, locking all the living people in front of them.

Then they approached step by step with creepy expressions on their faces.

At this moment.

In the hall, a drum sounded, like the cry of an ancient beast.

"Moo!!!"

Then there was a heavy footstep, dull and powerful, like thunder, accompanied by the harsh sound of heavy objects rubbing against the ground.

A few ghosts saw it.

In the dark hall, under the candlelight, a tall black shadow, with green pupils, dragged a heavy hammer and rushed out suddenly.

What's more terrifying is.

On the hammer, there were entangled with one terrifying figure after another.

Creepy wails, shrill screams, crazy and weird laughter... All kinds of sounds filled the air, all kinds of obsessions intertwined, and strange and terrifying auras rose behind the other party.

The intertwined resentment seemed to be much stronger than the five ghosts combined!