Seeing this scene, Xue Fan couldn't help but feel a little creepy, and after a distance, he mustered up the courage to look at it before turning back to Meng Chuan and asking, "Mr. Meng, what's going on?" I was there when the old lady entered the coffin, but I never saw anything similar to hair in the coffin! What happened inside this coffin?!"

Meng Chuan stared at the coffin and was silent for a while, and was also a little suspicious, and said truthfully: "This situation is also unexpected by me, it stands to reason that the corpse in the coffin should indeed change, but it will grow black hair...... It's a bit of a stretch of sense. ”

"It seems that only by opening the coffin can we know what is going on inside. ”

"Don't you even know?" Xue Fan heard that he was about to open the coffin for a while, and couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, Rao is that he is the young master of the Xue family who has seen strong winds and waves, and it is impossible to be calm in such a strange scene.

Meng Chuan felt more and more that the affairs of the Xue family were strange, because whether it was the violent death of the head of the Xue family, or the black hair overflowing from the coffin now, it was obviously not in line with the Black Eagle Devouring Spell in Feng Shui.

It seems that there are other anomalies in this feng shui battle that have not been revealed by themselves.

But it doesn't matter, no matter how strange there is in this tomb, the soldiers will just flood the water and the earth.

In the dim burial chamber, only the human oil candle in Xue Fan's hand could provide a little light, Meng Chuan threw down the bag in his hand and took out a peachwood dagger.

This dagger was once placed by the Xue family in a famous temple near the capital, and it was given to the monks there to chant the scriptures every day for forty-nine days.

Originally, it was just an ordinary mahogany dagger, but now the dagger has a faint flow of golden light, and it is extremely hard, but it does not look very different from ordinary iron daggers.

Meng Chuan handed the dagger to Xue Fan and advised: "You take this dagger, I will open the coffin in a while, you stain your own blood on the dagger, and then insert it in the heart of Old Lady Xue." You have to be killed!

Xue Fan trembled and nodded with the dagger, which was also the reason why Meng Chuan needed Xue Fan to come with him.

Only the blood of the same vein can fight.

The person who can completely break the curse on Xue Rou's body must have a very close blood relationship with both the spellcaster, that is, Xue Rou and Old Lady Xue.

The only one who can meet the requirements is Xue Fan and Xue Jun, the second master of the Xue family, but the second master of the Xue family doesn't even dare to show up today, so this work can only be handed over to Xue Fan to complete.

Meng Chuan took out some more objects and prepared to break the coffin, but he was worried that Xue Fan would be scared for a while, so after thinking about it, he patted him on the shoulder and said, "By the way, no matter what you see for a while, even if your grandfather's body moves, don't be afraid, I will help you control him." ”

"Huh......? Will you move?!" Xue Fan had more cold sweat on his body.

Meng Chuan smiled and comforted: "Don't worry, with me, there's nothing to be afraid of moving." ”

Xue Fan thought that his sister was still waiting outside, and he came to save him, and his heart was suddenly a little more confident, and he nodded harder

The head said: "Okay, Mr. Meng, you can open the coffin!"

Meng Chuan answered, and then took out a jar of blackened blood from his bag.

This is a mixture of the blood of four animals: black dog, black chicken, black pig, and black cow.

You don't have to guess Meng Chuan to know that there must also be feng shui spells on this sarcophagus, as long as you rashly switch it on, Old Lady Xue is very likely to be a corpse, and she will break the magic technique first and then switch it on and off some insurance.

In the process of breaking the curse of the Black Eagle Devourer, considering Xue Rou's reasons, it is more appropriate to prescribe the right medicine as much as possible.

If this curse was on Meng Chuan himself, Meng Chuan didn't even need to enter the tomb, and he would just blow up the mountain.

Just as Meng Chuan raised the jar of black blood in his hand and was about to shatter it on the sarcophagus, the human oil candle in Xue Fan's hand suddenly went out.

Originally, Xue Fan's nerves were tense, and suddenly his eyes fell into darkness, and his hair suddenly turned upside down.

"Mr. Meng......! Why did this candle go out?!"

Meng Chuan withdrew the black blood in his hand, and just as he was about to speak, the two of them heard some movement in the corridor when they came.

The movement was like a metal object rubbing against a stone, and it made people's teeth sour when they heard it. The sound was obviously coming from the bronze tripod, but the terrifying thing was that the sound was getting closer and closer, and it seemed that something was slowly moving towards this side.

In the turbid air in the corridor, there was a faint smell of blood and rotting flesh.

"Mr. Meng, why is there movement behind us? Could it be that Elder Long has come in?" Xue Fan's mind was blank, and when he heard that something seemed to be slowly approaching him, he could only think of Elder Long, the only living person outside.

It's just that how could Long Lao make such a movement?

Meng Chuan's eyes were like torches, and he could directly see a humanoid thing at the end of the road, stumbling towards him.

It was a walking corpse with a ** body in tow, wearing a construction uniform, almost a forest of white bones, but some parts still had some ** flesh and blood hanging on it.

They have a common feature, that is, everyone's cervical vertebrae are broken, and their heads are pulled downward, as if their necks have been twisted before they died.

As for the sound of metal hitting the stone wall, it was the sound of the shovels and pickaxes they held in their hands dragging through the stone wall of the corridor.

It seems that these people were workers when they were alive, and they died here with their necks cut off for some reason, and they had been in the bronze tripod of the first tomb before they came out.

Meng Chuan vaguely guessed their identities, so he didn't answer Xue Fan's question, but asked, "Young Master Xue, do you know what happened to those workers who built the tomb for Old Lady Xue back then?"

"Workers?" Xue Fan listened to Meng Chuan's nonsensical question, and subconsciously began to think: "How can I know about this kind of thing, I should let them leave after paying for them." Anyway, I haven't seen these people since my grandfather was buried. ”

Sure enough, these walking corpses should be those workers.

When Meng Chuan saw the bronze tripod for the first time, he knew,

Such a thick evil qi must have been used to nourish corpses.

Raising the corpse, as the name suggests, is to make the body in the tripod produce wisdom, in ancient times, there are many famous tombs in the burial method will place a corpse tripod at the exit.

Some corpses will be thrown into the Dingzhong, after the impregnation of the evil qi on the bronze Ding, these corpses will gradually produce spiritual intelligence, usually sleep in the Dingzhong, once they perceive the breath of a living person nearby, the walking corpse will wake up and kill it by itself, and drag it back to the Dingzhong to make it a new walking corpse.

(End of this chapter) I want to talk about "The Best Doctor in the City" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find a confidant~