"Give it to me!"

"I'm here!"

"Panic what!"

A calm shout.

Bang!

Jin An slapped the coffin lid with his palm.

He slapped it.

It's like a Tarzan stone.

The formation that was originally unstable in carrying the coffin was re-stabilized by his palm.

Among the people present, in terms of strength, there is no adult man who can compare to Jin An, who can carry 300 catties of grinding stones with both arms.

The dragon head of Jin'an is like a Dinghai God Needle, and it caresses the swaying coffin anyway.

This is a good risk to avoid a bad outcome, and the coffin falls to the ground for the second time!

"What's going on?"

"Is there something moving in the coffin?"

The old Taoist priest came to check the situation, and muttered in his mouth, it doesn't make sense, now I have found a faucet with a hard enough life to carry the coffin, and there is no reason to have an accident immediately in the coffin.

Even if there is an accident, it will not happen immediately.

You must know that when the coffin was carried for the first time, the rope suddenly broke after walking a distance, and the coffin fell to the ground.

So it doesn't make sense, this time the accident happened so quickly.

Could it be that the murderer in the white coffin made a fuss and didn't let Jin An carry the coffin?

Is there a problem with the coffin, can you continue to carry the coffin, just look at the three incense sticks... It's strange, the old Taoist priest was stunned, the three incense sticks were normal, and they were burning slowly and neatly.

There is nothing unusual at all.

"Doesn't this look like the murderer in the coffin is making trouble?"

The old Taoist priest remembered that his head was sweating, and he couldn't figure it out, and for a while he felt that his mind was full of mud, and his previous experience and professional knowledge couldn't keep up with the frequent emergencies this time.

Hearing the words of the old Taoist, the five coffin bearers of the Lin family glanced at each other, with a strange look on their faces.

"How?"

This made the old Taoist priest angry, and he felt that the corners of his mouth were about to bubble up.

One of them hesitated for a moment, and then replied, "Daochang Chen, it's not that there is anything abnormal in the coffin, but that we accidentally flashed to our waists just now. ”

"This coffin is really strange, this time the coffin has become much lighter!"

"The first time I lifted the coffin, it was old and heavy, like it was filled with rocks in the mountains... Therefore, when it was the turn to carry the coffin for the second time, several of us brothers used all our strength to carry it, and the result was ......"

"As a result, this coffin carrying is really evil... Phew, it's really strange! It was surprisingly smooth and lighter, and the weight of the coffin was at least 200 pounds lighter. All of a sudden, the strength rushed over his head, so he flashed to his waist, and the unlucky coffin almost fell to the ground!"

"Fortunately, thanks to Prince Jin'an this time, he held the coffin in front of him in time!"

The man said, and glanced at Jin An gratefully.

Iron birch is dense and cannot float on the water, and a coffin made of iron birch wood weighs thousands of pounds, to say the least.

For a coffin weighing thousands of catties, the change is very obvious when it loses two hundred catties at once.

But the Lin family coffin bearers have different opinions.

"I don't think it's that much lighter, it won't be 200 pounds lighter, but it's 150 or 60 pounds lighter. ”

"Fart, that's because Erzhu, the terrain on your side is a little higher than mine, and the weight is pressed on my shoulders, so your weight is naturally less, and I think the weight of the coffin is at least three loads. ”

Three quintals is also three hundred catties.

A few people were noisy, saying that there were 100 catties and 400 catties, in short, the weight of the coffin was indeed lighter, which was experienced by everyone.

There will never be a fake.

Based on the words of several people, it is the most reliable to become two or three hundred pounds lighter.

When the old Taoist priest heard this, the big stone that was originally pressed on his heart finally fell, he didn't find the wrong person this time, Jin An's life was too hard, enough to crush the murderous master in the white coffin.

It's like finally finding the head of the family.

There is an extra backbone to calm the atrium.

The old Taoist priest said that this was because the evil spirit of the corpse in the coffin was suppressed and could not stir up the wind and waves, and then let the four coffin bearers, including Jin An, carry the coffin into his shop in the county with all their might.

He had to re-tie the white coffin with cinnabar ink thread and recite the sutra to surpass the bitter lord in the coffin.

......

......

But at this moment, Jin An couldn't care about what the old Taoist priest was babbling in his ear.

Because as the coffin is lifted......

Since Jin An cultivated the "Five Organs Secret Sutra", he has become much more sensitive to the divine sense, and in the dark, he once again has that kind of great sense that is both familiar and unfamiliar!

He was stunned.

Yin Dejia body?

First stunned, then ecstatic, really stepping on the iron shoes and finding nowhere to go, unintentionally inserting willows but willows.

Every step he took to carry the coffin, he sensed Yin Dejia.

The old god's sentence "immeasurable merit" has really come true.

Jin Anle is happy, what is this called?

Does the sun really come out of the west?

Is this a dog really spitting out ivory from its mouth?

Did the old sow really climb the tree?

Jin An forcibly suppressed the ecstasy of this "windfall", steady, steady, must be steady!

Don't overdo it!

Beware of black people turning over coffins!

Jin An calmed down his violently fluctuating mood, and while continuing to carry the coffin, he secretly threw himself a primary identification technique-

"Hope Qi Technique" identifies one's own dog head.

Previously, it was a number of Yin virtues.

Now the number of Yin De has risen to: One Bai Wu Shijiu.

Jin An was happy first, and then he was surprised, why did he only rise by one Yin De number?

Jin An tried to look at Qi several times.

He was finally convinced of one thing.

The atmosphere of all living beings rose from the direction of the Lin family, and finally turned into Yin Virtue, which was distributed to him and the other five other Lin family coffin bearers.

Although Jin An still can't figure out the reason for it for the time being.

But it should be similar to karma, planting good karma and bearing good results......

Yin De is not good at Jin An alone.

It's that all things in heaven and earth can cultivate yin virtue after everything is done, and the other five coffin bearers also have a share of the yin virtue fruit.

Perhaps it is precisely because there are many people who are thin, so every time Jin An carries the coffin in a hundred steps, he can make up a number of yin virtues.

Jin An is not greedy.

He was content with the outcome.

Be a man.

The sun is shining.

Rain and dew are evenly wet.

in order to take the road farther.

If you don't have these Lin family members to accompany you, or if there are no other five coffin bearers from the Lin family to carry the coffin with him, he will be alone?

Unless he runs the grave alone at midnight, and goes alone to carry the corpse in the dark... It's a fart to eat!

Jin An felt as if he was now incarnated into a Bilian.

Because using the step-by-step lotus flower to describe his current step-by-step yin virtue is the best artistic conception.

...... He had already collected wool from the Lin family to nine o'clock Yin De.

"Little brother, we entered the city from the east gate of Chang County. ”

"The distance from the east gate into the city is the shortest, you must be tired after carrying the coffin for a long time, so you should take fewer detours and rest as soon as possible. ”

The old Taoist priest is very caring and meticulous in all aspects.

“......”

Jin An: "You can't go through the east gate. ”

Old Taoist: "Why?"

Jin An: "When I went out of the city before, I passed through Dongmenfang City, and just now I saw a dung truck blown up there. Fecal water is the most filthy thing in the world, and it is the easiest to hide dirt and dirt, and I am worried that it will be washed away from the predecessors in the white coffin. ”

“？”

“！”

"How can there be night incense in the daytime?"

Jin An: "......"