Chapter 132: Corpse Transformation
"This is also the influence of the aura of the tomb, twenty years of continuous deep into the coffin, so there will be changes, and the coffin is not clay, because there is a layer of aura wrapped on the outside of this coffin, and ordinary things cannot stick to it at all. ”
Fang Yi looked closely at the coffin in front of him and said slowly.
After hearing this, Luo Qing stopped talking, she was trying her best to find a loophole to refute Fang Yi, but she didn't think of it after a while.
"Hmph, Death Stick!"
After a while, Luo Qing hummed such a sentence, rolled his eyes at Fang Yi and ran away.
I'm Cao, what a god stick, what I'm talking about is really good or not.
Fang Yi's expression was grim, and he was about to scold back, but after thinking about it, he still felt that it was over. After all, her brain is in a mess now, and she is an atheist, so it is difficult for her to accept it all at once.
After entering the road, the woods became lively, and as long as they walked the way, the insects and beasts around them would let out a noisy scream.
Coupled with the gusts of wind around him, he couldn't help but hang a stone on everyone's hearts and tighten the nerves of the whole body.
Luo Tiantian kept holding Gao Yan's arm, looking left and right in fear. Originally, Luo Yu was like this, but Fang Yi was unwilling, so he slapped him on the back of the head.
Seeing that Luo Yu was scared, he only gave him a corner of his clothes in desperation, this was already Fang Yi's mercy, if it was someone else, he would have kicked him down the mountain a long time ago, regardless of whether he was dead or alive.
Unconsciously, everyone had been walking for an hour under the control of horror, and the people carrying the coffin had changed several groups, but now they were walking at night, and the speed was much slower, otherwise they would have arrived a long time ago.
Paper money is swaying all over the sky, there is a sense of déjà vu inside Xiangxi's corpse, or is it just in the mountains, if it is outside, I am afraid that many outsiders will be scared to death.
Nothing unusual happened along the way, and after reaching the dragon's head safely, the old man of Zhizhuang first asked people to put down the coffin, and then set up the altar again, and placed the previous things neatly one by one.
The dragon's head facing the cliff is even more panicked, but fortunately, you can see Luoyang City in the distance, although it is late at night, but there are still flashing colorful lights, so that everyone's already cold hearts have a warmth.
After settling down, it is time to continue to work, after all, the dead have not yet been buried in the ground.
The next thing is to dig up the soil and bury it, but this can't be done casually, you have to pay attention to the burial method.
The previous tomb was the burial method of the future people, but now it has been transferred from the tail of the dragon to the head of the dragon, so it has to be buried differently.
Yi Yi believes that now he has to use the hidden dragon burial, and only this burial method can make the feng shui aura here the best harmony.
What is the hidden dragon burial, that is, the coffin head is deep into the ground, and then covered with snowflakes, digging a small pit to gather heavenly water, and in this way, the potential of the hidden dragon going to sea can be formed. As the so-called hidden dragon goes to sea, and happiness is happy.
It's still the same, Fang Yi thought that the method of choosing the funeral this time was a little different from the old way, but he didn't expect it to be the same, which made him quite surprised.
After all, this hidden dragon burial is a profound knowledge in Feng Shui, and ordinary cultivators who practice it cannot understand it.
After choosing the burial method, the old man asked the soldiers to start digging the tomb, and the tomb was also a little exquisite, with a wide bottom and a narrow top, and a lot of space under the coffin.
After all, this is a hidden dragon, if there is no space for the dragon to turn back, how to go to sea.
For this reason, it took a lot of time to dig the hole, and the weather became colder and colder, even though Luo Tiantian and the others were wearing warm military clothes, they were still so cold that their teeth fought.
After the tomb was dug up, Zhizhuang Lao Dao turned around and said to everyone.
"The descendants of the Luo family gave their ancestors a ride. ”
As soon as the words fell, everyone in the Luo family didn't say a word, and knelt directly on their knees, aiming in the direction of Master Luo, and Yintang was close to the ground. Although Luo Qing didn't believe in ghosts and gods, she also followed suit, which was a sign of respect for the dead for her.
After kowtowing, the old man muttered a mantra and played a set of kung fu, which was naturally useless, and this mantra was a requiem to appease the souls of the dead.
"Buried!"
After reciting the formula, it was a deep drink. Since the soldiers also wanted to leave here early, their hands and feet also became quite nimble, and they directly lifted the coffin in the way that the old road of Zhizhuang commanded, and the dragon's head was put into the ground first.
Things went well, and when the coffin was a few feet into the ground, it was covered with earth, and then the outline of the grave was made with a hoe.
Next, the snowflakes covered the top, and the soldiers first dug a small pit three centimeters shallow and two feet large in front of the grave.
Then the head of the road came to the pit, put his hand into the sack, grabbed a handful of lime, and prepared to sprinkle it on the ground.
At this moment, his face became extremely cold, and the corners of his mouth outlined a sinister smile.
"Wait!"
At the moment when the head of the Zhixiang Dao had just let go of his hand, a cold and angry voice broke the silence in the mountains and reached everyone's ears.
Everyone's faces changed slightly, and when they looked for the sound, they found that the person who spoke turned out to be Fang Yi.
Under the surprised gaze of everyone, Fang Yi came to the front of Zhi Window Lao Dao at an extremely fast speed and stopped his movements.
"Xiao Yi, what are you doing here?"
Luo Hanting was a little surprised when he saw this, and hurriedly came to Fang Yi and asked. After all, now is the last step after the burial, and there is no room for error.
"Ask me what I'm doing, you first ask this old Taoist what he wants to do to your Luo family!"
Fang Yi's face was solemn to the extreme, and his eyes flashed with murderous light and looked at the old Dao in front of him tightly.
Hearing this, except for one person, everyone was even more puzzled, and their eyes were willing to turn to Zhizhuang Lao Dao, thinking, what kind of trouble is this.
And this person who is the exception is Gao Yan, his face is gloomy and uncertain, he wants to say something but he doesn't say it.
The face of the old Dao of Zhi, who was intercepted by Fang Yi, also changed slightly, but he recovered in a blink of an eye, and squeezed out a little smile: "This Fang Xiaoyou, what are you talking about, Poor Dao is helping the Luo family." ”
"Help the Luo family, are you harming the Luo family?"
The cold voice came out of Fang Yi's mouth, and he was looking at Zhi Window Lao Dao intently, for fear that he would scatter the lime in his hand.
After hearing this, everyone in Luo Hanting was shocked and hurriedly asked Fang Yi what was going on.
"It's true that the dragon burial must be covered with snowflakes, but it must be made of quicklime, not hydrated lime. ”
"Quicklime is extremely strong in yang and can isolate the yin energy between heaven and earth, but slaked lime is the complete opposite, it can absorb the yin energy on the ground into the underground ......"
"What will happen then!" the Luo Hanting brothers asked in unison. Although they didn't know what Fang Yi was talking about, they could sense through their sixth sense that Fang Yi was not harming their Luo family.
"Zombie!"
The two words were like the devil's death announcement, bombarding everyone's minds, and they couldn't help but make everyone in the venue shudder violently, and their pupils shrank sharply.