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Naturally, it is impossible for wood to bleed.

But those who have become fine can.

Of course, it wasn't blood, it just looked like blood.

Isn't the wood essence the tree spirit in it? When I heard the old Tao say this, I couldn't help but interject.

He smiled at me and said, "The concept is different, the Cheng Jing we refer to here is different from the tree spirit that can walk and talk, like a monster in the mythology." ”

So what exactly is the wood essence he is referring to?

Lao Dao himself can't say this clearly, but he only said that it should feel similar to Tai Sui.

Tai Sui is also known as meat Ganoderma lucidum. It is obviously a certain kind of fungus, but because it is a very rare compound fungus, it has been endowed with very miraculous medical curative effects by various legends, or some magical functions, and over time, it has been mythologized by the world, like a kind of demonic existence.

And the same is true of the kind of wood that is fine.

According to the current scientific theory, some trees have mutated genes during the growth process, so they will give birth to something different from ordinary trees, such as secreting something like blood.

This kind of wood is commonly known as hemorrhagic wood, and the blood-like thing secreted from the wood is said to have a very magical effect.

It's like someone who believes that Tai Sui can cure cancer, and even bring people back to life. The blood-like stuff secreted by this 'wood spirit' also has some rare function, one of which is said to be used to raise corpses.

Legend has it that in the Han Dynasty, there were talented people who specially looked for this kind of wood, used to make coffins, and then treated in a special way, and then used this coffin to raise corpses. But the corpse raised here is not the so-called zombie-making as often talked about in those ghost novels, but the corpse is immersed in the coffin made of this wood spirit all year round, and after a long time, it will gradually undergo some magical changes due to the blood-like liquid secreted by the wood.

Although no one has really seen this change, Lao Dao's description is quite vivid, he said, it was about to be dissolved by 'blood water', and then gradually merged with the coffin.

But it is not clear whether the coffin swallowed the corpse, or the corpse swallowed the coffin and became a part of itself, in short, when a certain amount of time is reached, when you see that the outer color of the entire coffin is also dyed red by the 'blood water' secreted from it, if you open the coffin, you will see that the corpse inside has not rotted at all no matter how long it has been placed.

It was like a mummy, the skin and flesh were preserved, and like the relief, it was glued to the bottom of the coffin, half of it was a human and half of it was a plant. At this time, there is no other way to separate the two except by fire.

This type of corpse is called a coffin. The coffin used to refine this corpse is called a blood coffin because of its characteristics.

Legend has it that in ancient times, some cultivators with bad intentions would go to find some ownerless corpses after obtaining this kind of blood coffin, and then raise them into coffins. And once cultivated, this kind of corpse is like Tai Sui, which can be used in medicine.

Hearing this, I only felt a churning in my stomach, and I couldn't even look at the noodles that Zhou Yu had just brought over, because the thick layer of oil on it made me want to vomit reflexively.

"Can you live forever after eating?" After putting the noodles away, Zhou Yu stood beside me, because he happened to hear Lao Dao's words, so he blinked a pair of eyes and asked Lao Dao curiously.

Lao Dao laughed and shook his head: "Children, you have heard too many mythological stories. ”

"What's the use of eating it?"

"What's the use of your!Why don't you hurry up and wash all the dishes!" Without waiting for Lao Dao to answer, Boss Zhou glared and roared first. Zhou Yu's face turned pale for a while, and his eyes turned red, but he didn't make a sound, lowered his head and quickly removed the empty bowl in front of the three Taoist priests, and then walked into the kitchen in three steps.

"The boss is so strict. Seeing this, Lao Dao laughed and said to the boat boss.

Boss Zhou took a disapproving puff of his cigarette and looked at the kitchen: "Strict? Three-year-old looks old, this kid has been a goblin since he was a child, a belly of bad water, a little careless will climb on your head, and you have to look at it all well. ”

"Hehe......"

"So Daoye, where did you just go?

Dare to love is to treat others as storytellers.

But it's true that I've never heard so many strange things, and this old way really sounds like a storyteller, so I listened to it with great interest, and almost even the discomfort on my body seemed to be reduced a lot. Seeing that Boss Zhou said this, I looked at the old man again, and saw that he silently glanced at the coffin, and then said: "Although they are both used in medicine, the difference between the two is quite big." Unlike Tai Sui, which is usually used to heal diseases or prolong life, it is said that those who eat it can open up the world and turn things around. ”

"Haha!" Hearing this, Boss Zhou slapped his knees and laughed, with a look of 'aren't you also telling mythical stories'.

Lao Dao glanced at him quietly, and continued: "So at that time, several of us were surprised and excited, I didn't expect that the long wooden tire in the thunder splitting wood was rare enough, who would have thought that this wooden tire would be a piece of bleeding wood? This is almost more difficult than winning the lottery of 50 million." ”

But after the excitement was over, Lao Dao followed up and realized a very tricky problem, that is, the wood used to make the zuò back soul coffin and the wood used to make the zuò blood coffin are very coincidentally the same piece of wood, so I don't know if there will be any bad situation between the two due to the difference in the way of use.

After all, the soul coffin is used to hold the soul, and the blood coffin is used to hold the corpse.

When he thought of this, Lao Dao couldn't help but think of the extremely sad wail in the coffin before, and his vest felt cold for a while, and he felt a little regretful for his unauthorized behavior.

After all, I just don't know much about these things, think about it, the Taoist temple where I am located has been five or six hundred years old, and it is impossible for me to be the only one who has seen that ancient book that has been preserved so far. But I have never heard of an ancestor doing something like this, and it is obvious that this thing will not be as simple as it is written on paper. It's just that it's useless to regret it now, and I can't open the coffin to see what happened inside, so Lao Dao thought, it's better to take the coffin back to the Taoist temple and find the host to take a look, maybe he can know something.

But when the sun was shining at noon the next day, and he was about to leave with the coffin, the news that his two apprentices had returned from the town made Lao Dao feel uneasy again.

It turned out that part of what the woman in the front said to Lao Dao was actually deliberately concealed by her.

It was the father of the girl who hanged himself, that is, the driver of the freight truck, who did not faint for no reason, nor did he go crazy for no reason.

A colleague who had just gone out of the car with him the day before he went crazy happened to hear his wife chatting with two little Taoist priests about what they had done at the girl's house last night. Listening to this, he couldn't help it, so he mixed in, and then looked at the little Taoist priest and said that that evening, about the time he was about to reach the rest stop, he saw Lao Wang, that is, the girl's father, and he had an accident.

It may be that accident that led Lao Wang to go crazy later, but there is no evidence, and he can't say anything.

It turned out that Lao Wang had been driving very well all day that day, but when he was about to get out of the winding mountain road, he saw that his car suddenly swayed from side to side like a collision, and after a while, he saw that the front of the car almost leaned out of the road, and then a piece of flying sand and rocks, about Lao Wang urgently braked on a big foot, and stopped the big truck full of goods on the side of the road.

The colleague who followed him in the car didn't know what was going on, but when he saw his car stop, he could only stop, and then saw Lao Wang staggering and pushing the car door and rushing out, and suddenly threw himself on the ground and didn't move.

The colleague was startled when he saw this, wondering if he had bumped into someone.

But when I ran over, I found that this was not the case, there was nothing around the car, only a rag doll, lying about half a yard from the front of the car. The colleague breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, Lao Wang, what should you do, crush other people's dolls to death.

As soon as he finished speaking, he couldn't laugh, because he found that the doll was stained with blood, and there were faint traces of blood on the left tire of Lao Wang's truck.

Although it was not much, it was shocking, and the colleague dragged the depressed Lao Wang from the ground, slapped him awake, and then the two of them began to search carefully around the side of the road. But after looking for more than half an hour, let alone the injured, I didn't even see any extra blood.

So I can't help but wonder what the hell is going on with the blood stains on the doll and the tires? It doesn't look like the old bloodstains, it's still fresh. But it was a reality that they couldn't find the injury, so after looking for a while, the two had to give up, wanting not to let go first, go about their own business, and pay attention to the movement of the traffic station by the way, to see if there would be a report that someone in this place had a car accident.

So the two drove away, and until it was dark, they never heard of an accident on that stretch of the road, so they were relieved that it was just a strange coincidence.

Unexpectedly, that night, a strange thing happened.

The colleague said that when he woke up in the middle of the night with urine, he heard movement next to him, so he turned his head to look at the bed next to him.

The scene he didn't expect to see almost made him vomit.

He saw that Lao Wang was stripped naked, squatting on the bed like a dog, clutching the rag doll he had picked up on the highway with both hands.

The lower body is constantly arching.

Again and again, he stabbed his work into a needle-and-thread hole in the baby's face...... Underworld

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Chapter 72 of the text Blood Coffin Nine.