Outside, it was pitch black and silent.

After a long time, Zhou Fan withdrew his gaze from the outside, and he tried to slowly raise his hands, but soon his hands fell down without obeying the call.

Zhou Fan showed a wry smile on his face, this is already very good, if just now, he would not be able to move one of his fingers.

At this time, if the man in black went and returned, or the curse ghost came, Zhou Fan would not have any power to fight back.

The sequelae of taking Dali Dan made him lose his strength, but if he didn't take Dali Dan, his strength tripled, nearly 10,000 catties of strength, how could he win against the man in black who was in the outbreak stage?

After a while, his body was still in a weak state, but his hands were already able to be raised.

Zhou Fan looked at the tip of the sword and the broken arm on the table, the tip of the sword was the most ordinary sword tip, the red blood of the broken arm seeped on the table, making the room wake up with a faint blood, and the palm of his right hand was still holding another severed sword hilt.

Zhou Fan stretched out his hand and broke the hilt of the sword held by the broken arm with great difficulty, he untied the two small flame talismans on the broken sword, and the small flame talisman still had a lot of rune power, after he put away the two small flame talismans, he put the two severed swords together.

The long sword put together was a very ordinary standard long sword, Zhou Fan just glanced at it a few times, and then didn't look at it again, but focused his attention on the broken arm.

He picked up the severed arm and examined it carefully, the broad palm was covered with calluses, which should be a man's palm, and there were no other obvious features on the back of the hand.

Zhou Fan looked at the broken arm and thought for a while, then put down the broken arm and sneered, the other party was cut off by him, so he could no longer hide it.

If Zhou Fan is a man in black, when his identity is exposed and injured when he is alone, the most important thing is to escape from the village quickly and save his life.

Zhou Fan thought about various possibilities, a look of exhaustion appeared between his eyebrows, his strength regained a little, he stood up, blew out the light of the oil lamp, and the room became dark.

When Zhou Fan was lying on the ground, he couldn't help but snort in pain, when he broke through the wooden door and flew out of the house just now, he hurt the bones on his back, but he kept holding back the pain.

He rolled over and got under the bed, looked outside and whispered, "Dude, I want to sleep, and if someone comes, call me." ”

The old dog whined in response to Zhou Fan, the dog's eyesight is very poor, but the dog has always relied on a keen sense of smell and hearing to distinguish, even if the night does not affect it much.

He dared to sleep because Master Mao said that the cursed ghosts would not come too often, and he had just let him kill one, and the next one would be at least a long time, and the possibility of the man in black returning was also very low.

Lying under the bed is to prevent accidents, so that even if the enemy does come, he can rely on the vigilance of the old man and the position lying under the bed to have enough time to wake up.

Why not find a safe place to sleep?

There was no safe place, the demon could sense where he was, and considering the first appearance of the man in black, he guessed that the man in black had a special way to find him.

Since this is the case, then don't waste time looking for a place, Zhou Fan thought about it in his heart, and after confirming that the problem was not big, he closed his eyes.

Zhou Fan opened his eyes with a feeling, and a cloud of gray mist drifted in front of his eyes.

Zhou Fan, who was standing on the deck, didn't have time to smile on his face, he looked ahead with a look of surprise on his face.

On the deck not far in front of him was a blood-red coffin, which was exactly the same as the one in Xiaoqiu Lake, with blood flowing down on the curved coffin, spreading in all directions.

Why did the bloody coffin of Xiaoqiu Lake appear in the Gray River space?

Zhou Fan looked at the blood-red coffin, his face gradually calmed down, and he walked towards the coffin, his feet on the viscous blood.

But Zhou Fan didn't care, when he walked in front of the coffin, he looked at the coffin with blood flowing down seriously, and then gently patted the coffin with his hand, and the blood on the coffin surface was splashed with his palm, and it was also dyed bright red.

"Hey, come out. Zhou Fan said while patting the coffin.

The lid of the coffin moved slowly, and then was pushed away by the contents of the coffin, and the fog sat up from the coffin, he raised his hands and stretched his waist and said, "You came later than I thought, but how did you guess that I was lying in the coffin?"

Zhou Fan said with a cold face: "There have always been only you and me on the boat, even if the bloody corpse coffin is a black grudge, it is impossible to have such a great ability to follow me to the gray river space, if it has this ability, then I will be helpless, so you can only pretend to be a ghost." ”

Fog smiled: "It's boring, sometimes it's too shrewd, but it will be a lot less fun." ”

Zhou Fan glanced at the coffin and frowned and asked, "Can you see what I'm doing during the day?"

Otherwise, this would not explain why the fog could make such a coffin? If the fog could really see what he was doing, it meant that he was under the gaze of the fog all the time, which made Zhou Fan feel very uncomfortable.

No one wants to live under the watchful eye of someone else all the time!

Misty shook his head and said, "I can't, but I will know every time you enter the state here, and of course I know that you have been hit by the eye curse of the bloody corpse." ”

Zhou Fan groaned, he was thinking about the truth of the fog.

The fog crawled out of the coffin, and the bloody coffin and the blood on the ground quickly turned into a gray mist and dispersed.

The blood stained on Zhou Fan's hands and feet also disappeared, as if what he saw just now was just an illusion, but he was not surprised when he saw that this method had been used too much.

The fog waved his sleeves, and the fog condensed into a square table and chairs, and he pulled the chair over and sat down, "I think I'll have business tonight, right?"

Zhou Fan frowned slightly, he sighed and said, "It seems that you already know that I have been hit by the eye curse, can you lift it?"

This is the most important purpose for Zhou Fan to sleep at such a moment and risk danger to enter the Gray River space.

It is impossible for him to rely entirely on the people who come from the cool weather, what if the master who came from the cool sky can't defeat the bloody corpse coffin?

Or maybe the blood corpse coffin left before the Tianliang master came, or maybe the Tianliang master could win the blood corpse coffin but couldn't kill the blood corpse coffin and let it escape, so what should I do?

It would be too stupid to only pin your hopes on the Tianliang master.