Chapter 9: The Coffin Opening Conclusion

The bar was turned off with all kinds of ambiguous lights and soft music, and a lamp was left in the sofa booth in the far corner, which illuminated the black box on the table unusually bright. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

After being silent for a while, Jiang Bai couldn't help it, and leaned back on the sofa cushion with his hands behind his head.

"Stop talking nonsense, let's go!"

"I can't do it! Brother Xiao Jiang, this thing really can't be opened casually! ā€

Jiang Bai glared at Xu Yu fiercely, and the other party quieted down, and muttered in his mouth: "Open it...... What are you doing with me......"

"People are stolen and seized! Do you understand? You want to take it so much, I want to see what the hell is in here! ā€

After saying this, Jiang Bai looked at Liang Zhen who was sitting on the side. This thing was originally taken from her house, and she had the most right to speak.

Liang Zhen stretched out his hand and touched the black coffin, the cool touch was probably made of copper, this kind of heavy but shiny bronze ware was somewhat like black copper. When I was doing business in Beijing, my father handled several square Baishoutu black copper silver gilt old ink cartridges, on the black and shiny copper tires, the silver threads were full, the gold filigree was filigree, and the characters were lifelike, which are still alive in my memory.

According to Liang Zhen's experience of following her father for many years of experience in antiques, the utensils in front of her are not antiquities, but some shadows of modern handicrafts. But things in the antique business are never accurate, and it is not good to jump to conclusions directly.

However, there has always been a saying that all those buried in copper coffins are suspended in the air, and some are used to suppress demons and ghosts. The black bronze straight coffin in front of him, the whole body is full of fine lines, but for a while I can't see what the name is, I just feel that it is twisted, the words are not like words, the painting is not like a painting, although I don't know whether it was suspended before, but it also makes people feel a little timid.

Could it be that there is some kind of ghost inside?

"Alright, don't hesitate, what awesome things can be in such a small square box? If you don't dare, I'll come and see how Grandpa turns it upside down! ā€

Jiang Bai said, patted his thigh and stepped forward and pressed the lid of the black bronze coffin. It is said that there are roughly two kinds of coffin lids in general coffins, those with coffin nails will be nailed, and those without coffin nails will be pulled open. Jiang Bai looked left and right, but didn't see any coffin nails, so he directly pulled it up with his hand.

Probably looking at it as if it was made of black copper, Jiang Bai was very heavy, who knew that the lid was so slippery that it was easy to open a thin slit. Everyone's breath immediately held their breath, and the surroundings were surprisingly quiet, all staring at everything that was happening in front of them with wide eyes.

Jiang Bai himself was quite surprised, looked at the other three, as if he was encouraged, and looked down at the slit.

"it!"

After just taking a look, Jiang Bai scolded in fright, and the black copper coffin in his hand almost rolled to the ground.

"My Grandpa Jiang! Can you be careful? Xu Thrush complained and leaned over to look, "What the hell is here, can scare you like that?" ā€

Jiang Bai smoothed his breath and said slowly: "It seems to be an eye, still alive, glaring at me!" ā€

Although this thing is not very old, it is not enough to put a living eyeball. Liang Zhen stepped forward and looked into the crack, first slightly stunned, then calmed down and removed the remaining coffin lid.

It turns out that the inner layer of this coffin is a copper mirror.

To be precise, it is not one side, every side of the up, down, front, back, left and right is cleverly embedded in the bronze mirror, due to the dim light and tense atmosphere, Jiang Bai took his eyes in the mirror as if they were in the coffin, which was startled.

But what about things?

"What? What's in this thing is a bronze mirror? Jiang Bai didn't understand a little, stretched out his head and scanned it carefully, there was really nothing left.

Liang Zhen shook his head: "It's empty." You see these bronze mirrors, more or less stained with some black dust, but only the bottom one is the most stained, and there is a shallow groove below, if you guess correctly, there should be a coffin here, and the coffin body has been burned by fire. ā€

The bronze mirror town demon is ancient, with so many mirrors, they are all in the coffin instead of the coffin, how powerful is the thing in it.

As soon as they heard that it was empty, all three of them were a little deflated. Liang Zhen turned over the bottom surface of the black copper coffin, and there was a shallow inscription at the corner of the flower, "Yuan".

I remember that my father once said that Wutong was born in Yunnan, and this thing in front of him must have come from the hand of Master Yuan.

"Okay, okay, since it's empty, don't fight," Xu Thrush waved his hand, "Na, this bar is half of my home, meeting is fate, please have a drink, if you need anything in the future, call me Xu Thrush, I will definitely help." ā€

This is a farewell, and Liang Zhen also feels that when they get here, everyone should go their own way.

"It's not that I said, you still have to hide this thing, besides you, there are other people from the Eight Gates looking for it. Girl, why do you eight men like to use the water to flush the Dragon King Temple, and beat your own people? ā€

Liang Zhen didn't understand: "What eight gates?" ā€

"Eight Demon Suppression Gates!" Xu Yu came to his senses, "The five golden mantras on the back of your neck are the mark!" ā€

Liang Zhen subconsciously touched his neck, since Luo Cheng unlocked the seal on his body, there were these three shallow seals.

"My master once told me that the Eight Gates of Demon Suppression are the authentic sect of slaying demons and eliminating demons, but in this society now, how can anyone still take care of this, I don't know how many generations it has been passed down to the present, so I would have gone to do something else! Girl, don't take it too seriously, this thing has no side effects, it's just genetic. ā€

Heredity? Liang Zhen suddenly thought of her mother, could it be that Bai Ranzhi is the so-called Eight Gates?

"Do you know where the people of the Eight Gates are now?"

"I don't know, how can I know! I'm not! ā€

Xu Thrush beckoned Beibei to bring the wine over, and several people did not refuse, and they were tired after tossing this day, so they simply relaxed completely.

The golden liquid was poured into the transparent and crystalline glasses, and only Luo Cheng pushed the wine glass in front of him: "I don't drink." ā€

Xu Yu's mind suddenly appeared that Bai Suzhen drank realgar wine and became a snake spirit to scare Xu Xian, and hurriedly responded: "Yes, yes, this big brother doesn't drink it." ā€

Beibei was the only one among several people who didn't know why, and when he heard that Luo Cheng didn't drink, he suddenly became interested.

"Handsome guy, it's okay not to drink, we are here" different ways together', everyone comes from different places, by chance the contract road is here, since you don't drink, according to the rules in the bar, then tell me where you came from!"

The remaining three people were all surprised, looking at each other, no one dared to tell the truth, but when they saw Luo Cheng sitting still, they slowly spit out a word.

"Okay."