I walked briskly to the coffin.

This coffin is still with a coffin, and there is a big white word of happiness pasted on the coffin, and I am angry when I look at this word, and I directly ripped it off.

Taking out the locust wood nails, there was indeed a hint of coolness when approaching the coffin, but there was no substantial change.

But when I got closer with the locust wood nail, the locust wood nail in my hand suddenly flew out of my hand.

It stood on the coffin, as if it were glued.

Yin condensation?

It stands to reason that corpses are all yin qi condensed to a saturated state before the corpse comes out to harm people, but the corpse in this coffin has clearly come out, how can it still condense yin qi, and it can actually suck all the locust wood nails in my hand.

I've never seen anything like it.

beckoned Zhao Gan to come over and take a look, Zhao Gan looked at the coffin, and found no abnormality, but it was indeed condensing yin qi.

None of us saw anything wrong with this coffin, but it cannot be ruled out that there is another reason, that is, it is artificial, I have experienced that Chen Tiancoffin designed to kill that child to raise ghosts, so I also have a heart in my heart.

Zhao Qian and I looked at each other, nodded and planned to open the coffin to see what was inside.

Zhao Qian pushed the coffin, probably because the injury was not completely healed, so there was no movement in the coffin lid.

I also went over and tried it.

Odd!

The lid of the coffin has not been nailed to the coffin, but now it is as if it has been picked by something, and it can't be opened at all.

This coffin can't be opened during the day, and only at night will the coffin be opened, and Sun Zhi's son will come out and hang out from house to house. Wang Laosan came over and said.

Will you refuse to allow others to open the coffin during the day?

It seems that the contents are already a bit of a way.

"We'll see if the coffin is settled, but the girl ......," I said.

"Don't worry, as long as you solve this monster, you can say anything, whatever the girl wants, just ask for it!" Wang Laosan said immediately.

"I just want to go home!" a weak voice came from the door.

The girl was leaning against the door wrapped in a sheet at this time, although her eyes were still very timid and frightened, but there was a trace of tenacity in her eyes.

"Good!" I nodded, frightened, nothing was as good as my own home.

Wang Laosan immediately asked the women in the village to find clothes for her to wear, and then brought the herbs from the mountain.

When the girl's wound was bandaged, I saw that except for the wound on her tongue, which was relatively serious, everything else was flesh wounds, and there was no major problem.

"What about Li Jin, you two, you can't let him wait here to die, right?" Wang Laosan said with a smile on his face.

"Let him go!" said the girl, after taking two sips of warm water.

"I don't want you two to be saddled with murder!" she said.

I nodded and agreed with her.

However, looking at the ruthlessness of Zhao Gan's shot just now, this guy is estimated to be able to spend time in bed in the future.

During the conversation, I learned that this girl's name is Zhou Lei, and she is the same age as me this year.

She was abducted and trafficked, but after several setbacks, she escaped but met Li Jin, and she was brought here.

I gave her her the phone and asked her to call home, Zhou Lei hugged the phone and cried so much that she finally explained where she was.

On the phone, Zhou Lei's parents thanked us, and then said that it would take two days to arrive at the earliest.

We made an appointment to wait in the village for two days.

Until nightfall, Sun Zhi walked in with a limp: "Can you solve it?"

I looked at him and got angry, this guy first thought of finding a living person in order to calm his son's grievances, not someone who could solve the matter.

"What can it be? What if it can't?" I asked.

"If you can, I only have one request, don't bring disaster to my son's corpse, if you want to pay for your life, come and get me, I won't say a word, but please leave a whole corpse for my son. Sun Zhi said.

"So you're going to bring disaster to other people's children?" I said, pointing at Zhou Lei.

Sun Zhi wanted to say something, but he couldn't help but say it.

During the day, I asked the villagers to put away all the paraphernalia for the celebration, leaving only the ones in the courtyard where I was, and then I let them leave the courtyard.

There was a coffin for Sun Zhi's son in the courtyard, and Zhao Gan and I waited at one end of the coffin to see what could crawl out of the coffin.

The reason for this kind of thing is related to the fact that those people in the village like to be buried, and the people in the village believe in keeping a whole corpse, but because of some informal funeral methods or feng shui patterns, the corpse qi accumulates yin qi and finally the corpse becomes a scourge.

This would not be the case with cremation, but cremation also has the word cremation.

When the moon hung overhead, the coffin shook violently.

A sound similar to deflation is then emitted from the coffin.

The sound of sneering sounded for about a stick of incense.

At this time, I saw a layer of frost around the coffin.

The lid of the coffin slowly began to move.

A white mist rose from the coffin.

A burst of suona sound spread from far and near from afar.

Although it was joy, it was like thunder in my ears, and my scalp was numb.

Then there was a burst of footsteps.

I quickly dodged from the door and hid in the house with Zhao Gan.

Zhao Qian easily wiped out the waitings in the house.

With a creak, the door opened.

I was shocked that dozens of people walked in from outside the door.

There are little old ladies with bound feet, there are wandering ghosts in shrouds, and even a few yellow skins rolling from the ground into people with sharp-beaked monkey gills.

The little old lady walked with her legs raised high, as if she were dancing, and with each step she took her head stretched forward.

"It's early, why don't you have a table?" said the old lady, glancing around.

When the people who turned into yellow skins heard this, they hurried over and said, "Don't worry, Ancestor, let's move!"

With that, they jumped out of the courtyard one by one, and after a while five tables were brought in.

It wasn't until the stools were brought in that the men took their seats.

"Ouch, there's a seat, but there's no food!" said the old lady, frowning.

The people who had turned into yellow skins immediately came over again: "Don't worry, Ancestor, let's go get it!"

After saying that, they scattered in all directions.

By the time they came back, they had already brought a lot of food, roast chicken, fried fish, and everything.

The old lady looked at the table, and then smiled.

The old lady sniffed sharply, and a small wine cup flew to her mouth, and she drank it dry.

"It's all said to be a wedding banquet! Why didn't the bridegroom come out to toast!" said the old lady with a frown.

"Ancestor, wait a minute, let's go and invite the groom!" The yellow skins went out again.

This time the wait was a little long, and the old lady drank three glasses of wine before the yellow skins walked in.

But they walked in with a step.

On top of the step was the fox that had been dying.

"The bridegroom is here!" a yellow-skinned man roared loudly.

I saw him lying on the fox's corpse and sniffing, then sneezed, and then respectfully held the fox's corpse and walked to the coffin, throwing the fox's body into it.

"Where is the big red flower?" the yellow skin looked at the coffin, and immediately pointed to the remaining yellow skin.

The rest of the yellow skins put down their steps and turned into their bodies, and scurried around the courtyard.

Finally, he took the red saffron off the beam of the house and handed it to the yellow skin lying next to the coffin.

The yellow skin put the red flower into the coffin, bared his teeth and tossed for a while, and then took a few steps back and clapped his hands.

At this moment, a person suddenly sat up in the coffin, his face was dark and his body was covered with corpse spots.

Then the closed eyes snapped open, turned into a smile, and stiffly rolled out of the coffin.

"Ancestor!" said the corpse, kneeling down in front of the old lady.

"Okay, good, good grandson! This is your big day, get up and be happy. When the old lady had finished speaking, she helped him to his feet.

This was followed by a toast and persuasion, as if they were really getting married, especially since they behaved almost exactly like ordinary people at the wine table.

At this time, I realized that it was not the so-called corpse at all, but the spirit in the mountain who came down to borrow the corpse to resurrect the soul, and also wanted to marry.

No wonder they said that he couldn't burn it, and he couldn't suppress it, and he was not himself, but a group of spirits in the mountains.

With those few yellow skins, I'm afraid I won't be able to light any firewood.

But at this time, we were more difficult, we thought that there was only one corpse, and Zhao Gan and I could eliminate it together, but now it is a yard full of spirits, and that old lady is old like this, the means must not be low, Zhao Gan and I are not necessarily opponents.

While I was secretly looking at the gap between us and them.

"Huh, what about the bride?" said the old lady, angrily throwing her glass to the ground.

Those yellow skins immediately jumped out: "Don't worry, Ancestor, let's go and please!"

As he spoke, the yellow-skinned men turned their eyes to the room we were in.

"There's the bride!" said a few of them, smiling, as they walked into the room.