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As the saying goes, there are clouds, and the heavenly machine cannot be revealed.

This is not just a casual statement.

I think that at the beginning, the owner of a manor in the western suburbs of Qingshan, with a little bit of Xuanmen skills he learned, tried to spy on Li Nannan's true face, but died violently.

Later, Chen Yu'er spied on Li Nannan and was punished by the black dragon, if it weren't for the empty master who spent his essence and blood to prevent the disaster for her, she would have turned into a black charcoal core.

These two were punished so much just by spying on a black dragon demon.

So what will happen to those who spy on the general trend of heaven and earth and leak the secrets of feng shui?

The Great Elder is the first person in the Heavenly and Underground Xuanmen.

He took this path, and there were also ways to avoid disasters.

Otherwise, how could he close his eyes tightly and not open them for a long time after saying the sentence "The hidden dragon is in the sky".

But Wang Laohan is different.

He's just an ordinary old man in the village.

It was only because his ancestors thousands of years ago had led the way for the army that came here to bury the bones of an emperor's father, that he knew that kind of great secret.

After it has been passed down from generation to generation, it is only passed down from their own mouth, and it is not a big deal.

But once you say it, the consequences are unimaginable.

Wang Laohan's second uncle, what happened more than 40 years ago, that is a bloody example.

It's a pity that Wang Laohan didn't take it seriously.

Today, if you take the initiative to leak the heavenly secret to the Great Elder, the retribution you get is simply not too fast.

The conversation at the top of the hill has just ended.

At the foot of the mountain, the team that moved the grave had an accident.

Wang Laohan's eldest son was the first to dig up the ancestral grave and asked someone to help take out the coffin inside.

The grave here was buried forty years ago.

At that time, the state had not yet issued clear regulations on the management of funerals, and few people chose to bury ashes.

They all customize a coffin, put the deceased people into the coffin, and bury them directly in the flesh.

The first tomb opened by Wang Laohan's son was that of his great-grandfather.

I chose a corner position, dug out a space where people could stand, put ropes around both ends of the coffin, and asked someone to help pull it up.

The four strong guys were pulling on the top, and Wang Laohan's son was pushing below.

I don't know who it is, but I let go of my hand with one foot.

The huge coffin tilted down, bumped into the edge of the grave, opened a crack at once, slid down, and rolled directly on its side, pressing down on the living people below.

This can scare the people around you a lot.

In a hurry, he reused his strength, wanting to pull the coffin up and see the situation of Wang Laohan's son.

Who knows, something strange happened.

Just now, it was a coffin that four strong guys could easily pull up, and at this moment, more than a dozen people started together, and they couldn't move a bit.

The coffin was like a thousand pounds.

It's like there's a ghost.

The mood of others was even more panicked.

Wang Laohan's daughter-in-law, who was eight months pregnant with her second child, threw herself on the edge of the grave, crying and shouting to ask her if the man was okay.

It stands to reason that a large coffin didn't lift much in total, and it still slid down slowly.

Even if you suppress people, you will definitely not be able to crush them.

Even a fracture is unlikely.

But Wang Laohan's son was below, and there was no response at all.

Everyone leaned over to take a look, and they felt that their scalps were numb.

The crack in the coffin was facing the mouth and nose of Wang Laohan's son.

A strong man in the village, with no external injuries, was foaming at the mouth and convulsed all over his body.

The coffin, which more than a dozen people couldn't pull, shook in his convulsions.

What's going on?

Even if Mr. Ma comes back to life, it is impossible to explain this phenomenon with materialistic justification.

Someone hurriedly rushed up the mountain and called Wang Laohan down.

All the way to the foot of the mountain, listening to the narration of the people around him, and then seeing the condition of his son.

Wang Laohan roared for an ambulance.

Yes, calling an ambulance is easy.

But the key problem, the ambulance is coming, and it may not be useful.

The person was pressed under the coffin, and the coffin could not be pulled up.

It's a complete unsolvable problem.

Seeing his son's appearance, it seems that he can't last long.

Wang Laohan was so anxious that he burned his eyebrows, but suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, got up and separated the crowd, and ran to the mountain.

"Old fairy, help."

"Old fairy, please save my son."

On the way up the mountain, Wang Laohan rolled and crawled and roared, completely ignoring his bruised nose and swollen face, and his head was bleeding, and after seeing the great elder, he knelt on the gravel.

Needless to ask, the Great Elder guessed what was going on.

sighed slightly: "Let's go, take me to see." ”

Just now, during the conversation, the Great Elder deliberately deceived Wang Laohan once, just to save the second half of this old man's life.

The old man is a long-lived man, which is difficult to change.

But the old man's life in the next few decades, whether he spends it in pain or enjoys the joy of family, that is destined.

He divulged the secret of heaven, and God punished him for losing his son in old age, which was predictable.

And the Great Elder had already helped once, so he didn't mind helping a second time.

Anyway, Wang Laohan also let the great elder see the "hidden dragon in the sky" feng shui treasure that others can't see in their lives.

Then it is worth the Great Elder, help him to the end.

said that he would let Wang Laohan lead the way, but in fact, the Great Elder's footsteps were light, and he was obviously moving forward slowly, but he was halfway up the mountain in a blink of an eye.

Yang Coffin followed closely behind, and also went to join in the fun, making the same figure.

Wang Laohan had just gotten up from the ground and turned around, and the two of them had already walked far away.

He couldn't believe his eyes.

When he was stunned, a hand reached horizontally and grabbed his shoulder.

Zhan Xingshen took the old man, took one step and jumped down.

It felt like flying.

How did you get to the foot of the mountain in the blink of an eye?

Immortal.

It must be a fairy.

Everyone in this family is a god!

Wang Laohan thought so in his heart, and when he stood on the solid ground at the foot of the mountain, he saw that the old man and the young master and grandson had already rushed into the crowd and stood on the edge of the grave.

There, Mr. Wang's daughter-in-law was still pulling at the surrounding soil, crying and trying to dig out her man from the side.

It's not that the people next to him don't want to help, but they are too scared to help.

A few good-hearted aunts wanted to pull Wang Laohan's daughter-in-law away, but they couldn't pull it at all.

On the contrary, it is Yang Coffin, alas, I always feel that this name is awkward.

King Xuanyuan also didn't like this name, so let's just change it to Yang Xiao.

On the contrary, it was Yang Xiao, after arriving closer, without saying a word, grabbed the collar of Wang Laohan's daughter-in-law's back coat and threw it back.

The village mother-in-law who is slightly chubby is a hundred and ten pounds, to say the least.

Like a little chick, he was thrown straight away.

But don't forget, this woman is eight months pregnant, and if she really falls to the ground, the situation can only be worse.

Yang Xiao doesn't care about this set.

The old man asked them to help save his son, and he didn't say anything about saving his daughter-in-law and grandson.

fell to death, and it was a hundred.

It has nothing to do with him.

Well, that's the way it goes.

But why did Yang Xiao throw people away in the direction that Zhan Xingshen pulled Wang Laohan over.

Zhanxingshen's hand was quick, and he reached out to take it.

Melted away the impact of Yang Xiao's casual throw, turned around and stuffed the person into Wang Laohan's arms.

This old man is holding his pregnant daughter-in-law, which is a big deal.

Wang Laohan was flustered, and hurriedly took his daughter-in-law to sit down next to him, and called the people in the village to help take care of it, so he hurriedly ran to the side of the grave.

The grave pit is here.

Yang Xiao was thrown behind Wang Laohan's daughter-in-law, and was about to squat down to take a look, but was stopped by the great elder reaching out to stop him.

"Be careful, the king is angry."

I saw the Great Elder flick his sleeves and wave it twice out of thin air, but he didn't know what he was dispersing, so he covered his mouth and nose and squatted down.

Yang Xiao was stunned for a moment.

She obviously didn't see anything, where did the corpse gas come from?

Perhaps knowing that the king would have doubts, the Great Elder stretched out his hand to hold down the coffin board under the tomb and stretched out his fingers to measure it, while explaining softly: "Your Majesty, corpse gas is a kind of poison produced after the corpse decomposes in the sealed coffin.

People who have not learned the art of Xuanmen can not see it.

In the past, coffins, in addition to having coffin nails and lids, were mostly sealed with wax.

It is not ventilated, impermeable, and the corpse gas does not disperse all year round.

The general corpse qi is blue-gray and tasteless, and can hallucinate and block human breathing when inhaled.

The heavier corpses were black, like smoke.

After staining, the complexion turns dark.

Under normal circumstances, only the person who was buried instructed the descendants to put some medicinal herbs such as mandala powder in the coffin. Only by neutralizing the anesthetic drug with the gas emitted by the decay of the corpse will the highly toxic black corpse gas be produced.

Depending on the situation, the person who was buried did this because he had prevented others from robbing the tomb.

Unexpectedly.

The grave robbers were not pitted, but their descendants were harmed.

This heavenly cycle and karma are really indescribable. ”

As he spoke, the Great Elder's hand had already measured the edge of the coffin lid, and finally selected a certain position and suddenly exerted force.

Click.

The coffin that opened the corner snapped in an instant.

"Come on a few people, lift this coffin!"

The Great Elder got up, shouted at the surroundings, and then led Yang Xiao to the side.

The surrounding villagers were stunned and didn't know what was going on, and no one dared to lean over.

It wasn't until Wang Laohan was so anxious that he kicked and beat him that he pushed a few young people over and grabbed the rope that tied the coffin again.

"One, two, three, up!"

Someone shouted, and several strong guys worked together.

The coffin, which was still untouched by more than a dozen people just now, was easily pulled up at this moment.

Wang Laohan took the first step, rushed to the grave, pushed the coffin open, and reached out to hug his son.

The person was still breathing, and there were no obvious external injuries.

But the subordinate with a dark face, his body twitched from time to time.

Wang Laohan's tears were about to fall, he climbed out of the grave with his son in his arms, and knelt in front of the great elder again, crying and crying for help.

The Great Elder sighed, and wanted to bow to the arch and ask the king to make a move, but he realized that with so many people around him, how could he be so polite to his granddaughter as a grandfather.

For a moment, the scene was a little awkward.

Fortunately, Yang Xiao was not a slow person, just by looking at the look of the Great Elder, you could know what he was thinking.

Saving a poisoned person is simply not too simple for Yang Xiao.

He took out a pill and stuffed it into the mouth of Wang Laohan's son.

That pill was Yang Xiao's self-made borrowed holy medicine.

There's a medicine primer in it, which is ridiculous. It was the blood she collected casually when she treated someone's scum.

Li Nanfang is invasive, and the medicine he makes is of course effective.

In less than a moment, Wang Laohan's son stopped convulsing, and his face softened slightly.

It was also at this time that the ambulance arrived.

Wang Laohan kowtowed to Yang Xiao and thanked them, followed the ambulance, and accompanied his son to the hospital together.

No matter how others moved their graves, Yang Xiao and the Great Elder didn't care.

Just walked out of the crowd, returned to the top of the mountain, and looked at the eastern side of Xiliang Mountain again, Yang Xiao's eyes were smart, and he asked softly: "Great Elder, do you want to go to the cave eye to have a look?" ”