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Sigh …" I can't hide anymore. " Fang Geyin propped himself up with his knees and looked at Faang Wei with a somewhat unfocused gaze. Suddenly, he said without any reason: "My Zhuyou disciple, a three year old with a head burning incense, a seven year old with three trials and a sixteen year old corpse that spans a thousand miles, has barely managed to enter the sect. But you are now seventeen, and I have already taught you the least bit of Zhuyou.

Faang Wei unwittingly lowered his head, and said with a bit of grievance: "I know, it's because I've been weak and sickly since I was young, my grandfather doted on me, that's why …"

"Do you know the origin of your name?"

Faang Wei answered: "Grandfather has thought it through. My Fang Family is a branch of the Zhuyou, and has always been suppressed by the sect's Wei Family. Grandfather gave me the name Faang Wei, hoping that one day my Fang Family will be able to surpass one of the Wei Family."

"Wei, Wang, Fang, Wu." Fang Geyin counted on his fingers, "Amongst the Four Major Sects in the Zhuyou, my Fang Family is ranked third, and is now even more destitute. Only you, the direct descendant, is still alive.

"What time?" Faang Wei did not understand.

Fang Geyin cleared his throat, as if he was announcing an important decision: "It's time to bring you to see the world, tomorrow, come with me."

"Can I really go for a walk?" Faang Wei became a little excited and asked, "But grandfather, can your body support it?"

"It's an old problem." Fang Geyin said, "He's not dead yet." Trembling, he took out an oil lamp filled with oil, lit it up, and placed it under the coffin. He instructed, "It's still the same as usual. You come watch tonight. Don't let the oil lamp go out. "Remember, do not touch this coffin no matter what!"

After he finished speaking, Fang Geyin went back to his room to rest early as usual, leaving Faang Wei as the guard. Time passed minute by minute, Faang Wei rested his head on his knees and napped beside the fire brick bed.

Ever since he stopped chasing the corpses away five years ago, Fang Geyin opened this corpse chasing inn in his old room to receive the Zhuyou disciples. 's health was not good, he needed to rest in bed. In these five years, as long as Faang Wei stayed home during the break, he would be in charge of guarding the return lights, he had long been familiar with the road, and had never had any problems.

It was already past midnight by the side of the brick bed, warm and sleepy. A small oil lamp lit up in the middle of the room, reflecting the silhouette of the coffin with its red wood and black lid. As he was deep in sleep, a gust of wind blew across Faang Wei's back.

Sneaking around, there was a sound coming from the coffin, and Faang Wei subconsciously called out: "Who is it?"

The God of Happiness was afraid of the light, so in the living room of the corpse evasion inn, they did not even light the lamps, only relied on the return lamp provided by the coffin to illuminate the place. The light was dim, and Faang Wei could vaguely see a huge mouse walking on top of the coffin, sticking its head out as if trying to get in.

"What if the rat drills into the coffin and bites God of Happiness?" Faang Wei's heart tensed up, he quickly grabbed his poker and walked forward, wanting to drive away the rat.

The rat was startled by the sound and jumped down from the coffin. Knock! The mouse fell to the ground and shattered into pieces!

Faang Wei quickly went over, and in the dim light, he saw that the mouse seemed to have been frozen, its body was covered with a thick layer of ice, its corpse was smashed into the ground, like a piece of crushed ice, even the blood had congealed.

Even though it was winter, it shouldn't be so ridiculously cold, right? What was so strange about this coffin?

Faang Wei's curiosity was piqued, and he momentarily forgot Fang Geyin's repeated warnings, as he probed with his hand to place it on the coffin lid. Sure enough, a burst of cold energy came from the palm of his hand, and spread to the bottom of Faang Wei's feet. It was like touching a piece of cold iron, cold, bone-piercing, and all of the hairs on Faang Wei's body stood erect, he immediately retracted his hand, and when he looked again, a thin layer of cold frost actually formed on his palm.

"This coffin is so strange!" Faang Wei thought, because he had grown up in the Corpse Shepherd Inn, he had seen many God of Happiness in his life, hence he was more courageous than normal youths. Adding that he was going to drive away all the corpses tomorrow, his heart was filled with excitement, he had long wanted to lift the coffin and see what kind of "guest" he had actually encountered on his first trip here. This unusual touch rekindled his curiosity.

Faang Wei knew that this was no small matter. If his grandfather had not acted in time three years ago, a corpse grinder who did not know the immensity of the heavens and earth would likely have died at the hands of his own God of Happiness. Faang Wei kowtowed to the coffin and muttered: "Death is the greatest, even though I do not recognize you, I still hope that you could have ascended to the heavens and placed yourself in a good family in the next life."

Just as she was about to return to the edge of the fire kang, an inexplicable voice floated over: "Faang Wei … Faang Wei... "

Faang Wei was so scared that he immediately turned around and said, "Who …" But there was no one behind him.

Before he had even taken two steps forward, that voice that sounded like it was crying yet again rang out, "Faang Wei … Faang Wei... " This time, Faang Wei heard it loud and clear.

However, the room was clearly empty and the door was closed.

At this time, a gust of cold wind blew over. The two wide and thick doors creaked as if they were about to be broken by the wind.

That sinister and terrifying voice rang again, "Faang Wei … Faang Wei... "

This time, not only was Faang Wei sure that he did not hear wrongly, he could even clearly tell where the voice came from.

This sound came from the mahogany coffin in the hall!

Faang Wei's heart turned cold, he involuntarily gripped the Burning Fire Rod in his hand tightly and stared deadly at the coffin.

"Come here, quickly come here …" The voice came again.

"Grandpa …" Faang Wei was afraid, hence he wanted to call his grandfather. However, he thought that since his grandfather's health was not good, he would go to bed at 8 o'clock on time every day. Besides, he was going to follow his grandfather to get rid of corpses tomorrow. If he wet his pants because of such a small matter, would his grandfather still let him go?

"Open, open quickly …" Look at your big sister, look at your big sister … "Heehee …" The scene inside the coffin became even clearer, so much so that Faang Wei could even tell that the person inside was a woman with a very pleasant voice.

As if summoned by a demon, Faang Wei suddenly walked towards the coffin, and the flaming rod in his hand dropped to the side. He placed his hand on the coffin lid, the bone chilling cold poured down on it, but it was as if he was infected by the poison, and did not take his hand away!

The voice inside the coffin was also somewhat excited, and it even groaned with a slight wheeze, "Hurry, pull out the nail on the coffin lid, quick... Pull out... "Be obedient …"

Faang Wei's mind was in a mess, he clearly knew that he couldn't do that, but as if he was being eroded by some kind of power, he began to use his hands to pull out the nails in the coffin lid one by one. The nails went very deep, and Faang Wei's nails cracked, causing blood to seep out and cover his hands. However, it was as if he couldn't feel the pain at all as he used all his strength to pull out the nails one by one.

Each of the eighteen nails was three inches long, the thickness of a pinky finger, and entirely made of copper, but they emitted a strange red color. The copper nails looked old, but they did not have the slightest trace of rust on them.

It had to be known that with these eighteen copper nails, even if an adult were to use tools, pulling them out would still take a while. Faang Wei did not know where he got the ability from, but he actually used his bare hands to pull out all the copper nails.

He pulled out the nail, and the weird voice sounded again. There was a hint of happiness in his voice, "Good younger brother …" You did a great job... Now, help me open the coffin... "Once I open it, you'll be able to see big sister …"

Faang Wei who was still confused had a wooden expression on his face as he opened the coffin's lid …