Four.

People die as ghosts, and ghosts die as deaf. But it is impossible for this thing to appear lightly, because it is easy for people to die, but it is difficult for ghosts to die.

So when I first heard the word 'deaf', I didn't know what he was referring to, and it wasn't until I heard his addition that I realized that the female ghost I saw earlier was deaf, a ghost among ghosts, so I needed the power of Hades to see her original form.

And just like ghosts are divided into ordinary ghosts and powerful ghosts, they are also divided into peaceful or violent.

I don't know if there has been a sharp change, the young man said, I can't detect anything from her for a short time, but it should have been saved in this house for a certain time, if there is no drastic change, then it doesn't matter, otherwise, the people in this hotel are probably more than lucky.

I don't know if it's because of this reason, so the young man will be interested in the coffins of those Taoist priests, but what is the relationship between the two, I don't know, just that little time is not enough for me to inquire about so many things, and since he has made a decision, I have to follow him downstairs, after all, if you don't know what the female ghost is, it's okay, now I know it clearly, where do I have the courage to stay upstairs alone, whether there is a drastic change or not, one thing is certain, she looks really more terrifying than Sister Qiu Mei's appearance。

As soon as I got downstairs, I saw the coffin resting quietly in the center of the vestibule, and the sofa was used to block the part of it near the stairs.

Originally, I couldn't see it clearly upstairs, but now I got closer, and I realized that the coffin was not white as I thought, but a light and fresh yellow, and the smell was relatively fresh, as if it had just been peeled off the skin.

A wooden coffin that has not been painted will definitely not be able to hold a corpse, it will be eaten by insects and decay earlier than the corpse.

Since this is the case, then it is indeed as the young man said, and it is used for another purpose. But what other use could it be for than to hold a corpse? As I walked and looked at it, I suddenly heard a small rattle at its tail, and I stood on tiptoe and looked at the place, and found that there was a yellow talisman attached to the end of the coffin.

It's strange, why is there a talisman paper on the empty coffin?

Thinking about it, he turned his head and was about to ask the young man, but he found that he had found a stool in the place where the Taoist priests were resting and sat down.

The place where the Taoist priests rested was behind the front desk, a room half piled with miscellaneous items and tools, half aisle and half hall.

Separated from the front desk by half a thin wall, it looks like a dining room, but presumably there are very few people eating in it, so it is not as elaborate as the restaurant in a regular hotel, except for three old tables and a few long benches next to the clutter pile, there is nothing.

At this time, because of the temporary guest, the boss of the boat took out a few pairs of chopsticks from the kitchen and put them on the table, probably the wine has not yet woken up, and the table full of old dirt is not even wiped, and the chopsticks are directly placed on the table.

Despite this, the Taoist priests did not care, because they were even more filthy. On a rainy day, their original yellow and clear robes were splashed with mud all the way so that they could hardly see the color, and their feet were covered with mud and uppers, looking like dust and dust, and their expressions were exhausted. So at first, no one noticed that I and the young man came down from the upper floor, until Zhou Yu came out of the kitchen with his face in hand, and immediately greeted us when he saw us, and then they raised their heads and followed the direction to cast their eyes.

"Early. Seeing this, the young man nodded at them and said hello.

"You're early. After a few moments, the elderly Taoist priest cleared his throat and greeted him as well. "Wake up so early, don't you be woken up by the sound of us entering the door?"

The young man smiled: "It's not, I haven't slept all the time, and I just heard that the kitchen downstairs seems to be open, so I came down to see if I could order something to eat." ”

"There's some leftover noodles in the kitchen, I'll bring them to you. Hearing this, Zhou Yu immediately turned around and walked towards the kitchen, but it happened that his father, Boss Zhou, walked out of it, and when he heard his words, he immediately lowered his head and glanced at him, and added coldly:

"Thirty dollars a bowl. ”

This sentence made Zhou Yu difficult, and immediately stopped, turned his head to look at me and the young man, and asked carefully: "Thirty yuan a bowl, two or?"

"Yes, two bowls. The boy's embarrassed expression eased slightly, and he immediately ran into the kitchen, and saw his figure disappear, and the boat boss strode out of it, because it was the first time he had seen me and the boy, so he looked us up and down for a while.

"The boss has a good business today. At this moment, the elderly Taoist priest said again.

"It's okay, there are more people on holidays, and I'm afraid that I won't be able to entertain you no matter how much money you give. ”

The old Taoist priest smiled when he heard this: "That's right, there are a lot of people, and I'm afraid that this coffin will be suspected of being carried nearby, let alone entering the store." As he spoke, he turned his gaze to me and the young man, and nodded apologetically: "The two of you are really embarrassed today, the road is difficult to walk on at night, and a few of us are really tired from walking, so we have to disturb here for a while." However, seeing the coffin make money, Lao Dao first wished the two good luck in the future and a wide range of financial resources. ”

"Borrow the auspicious words of the Taoist master. But when I went downstairs with my sister just now, I saw the coffin of the Taoist masters, it seemed to be a 'raw coffin', which was really rare, so I couldn't help but want to inquire, such a good wood, I don't know where the masters invited it?"

As soon as they heard the words of the young man, the three Taoist priests somehow stopped the chopsticks in their hands.

The room was quiet for a while, only the boss of the boat, looking at the young man and laughing, probably thinking that his words were quite interesting, so he pulled a stool and sat down next to him, lit a cigarette and said: "What kind of raw coffin, is it possible that there is a cooked coffin?"

The boss of the boat said with a smile, the so-called raw coffin refers to some coffins that are made of the finest wood and are not intended to be used by the deceased. ”

"The coffin is not for the dead, is it possible to return it to the living to see at home?"

"Not really. ”

"And what are they for?"

"I've only heard people say that they are used by some practitioners in their practice. But not every cultivator can use it, so I think these Taoist masters should be all masters among cultivators. ”

Hearing what the young man said, the elder Taoist priest smiled slightly, put down the chopsticks in his hand and bent his finger and knocked on the table: "It seems that my brother is a person who understands the scriptures, and he actually knows the thing of 'living coffin'." A few of us have only recently heard such a statement, but it is really lucky that we got one by luck soon after hearing about it. ”

There was a bit of smugness in the words.

From this point of view, the kind of mentality of "getting a rare treasure and meeting someone who knows the treasure" is difficult to completely eradicate even for an elderly outsider. But when I think of the feeling when I looked at the coffin just now, it seems to be just an ordinary piece of material, no matter the color or texture of the wooden plank, it seems to be inferior to those ordinary coffins buried in our village, but what kind of "highest" wood is we talking about?

Thinking of this, perhaps sensing the disapproval in my expression, the old Taoist glanced at me, and then said to the young man: "But there are not many people who can know the 'raw coffin', and even fewer know the goods, look brother, you are young but you know a lot about this rumored thing, have you ever seen something similar?"

"I've seen it, but it's still different from this one of the Taoist masters. ”

"What's the difference?"

"The inscription on the coffin. ”

"You say the word 'hi'. As soon as he heard the inscription on the coffin, Lao Dao smiled, and couldn't help but show some smug looks in his eyes: "That's because it's related to the wood used in this coffin." ”

"Can Master Dao tell me about it?"

"Is this ......" Seeing that the young man asked carefully, a trace of hesitation flashed in the old man's expression.

There was silence for a while, but after a while, he couldn't hold it back, so he looked at the young man with burning eyes, and said word by word: "Brother is well-informed, I don't know if you have ever heard of something called thunder splitting wood." ”

"I've heard of it. So, is that coffin made of thunderbolt wood? It's rare, but it seems to be ...... in color."

"Of course it's not thunderbolt wood, the wood used in the coffin is born from thunderbolt wood......"