Chapter 397: A coffin
A few decades ago, a torrential rainstorm caused the water level in the middle and upper reaches of the Yellow River to rise.
From the depths of the Yellow River, many strange things rushed up.
A bronze Nine Dragons headless coffin is one of them.
As soon as he heard about this, Mu Chunhua, who was the successor of the Coffin Mountain Sect, came to the scene as soon as the archaeological team arrived.
The whole coffin is in the shape of a cube.
The length and width are 3 times 2 times 1 size.
And the coffin is a kind of external protection of the coffin.
When Mu Chunhua saw this Nine Dragons headless coffin.
realized the importance of this matter, so he transported the coffin back to his home through his own channels and means on the same day.
At that time, Mu Chunhua had just completed three years of debut, and his reputation gradually spread in the circle.
On the night the coffin was brought home, an incense offering ceremony was held in preparation for the coffin to be opened.
It's just that an hour before the coffin was opened, something very strange happened.
When Mu Chunhua was preparing tools to pry the coffin open, there was always the sound of children's laughter behind him.
At first, Mu Chunhua didn't care, after all, as a feng shui master, he had seen too much of this kind of strange thing.
It's just that as the sound of laughter became louder and louder, the things that Mu Chunhua put aside also fell to the ground one after another.
But when he opened his coffin mountain eyes and tried to find its traces, he found nothing.
The whole courtyard was empty.
In addition, this courtyard itself is built from a dilapidated Taoist temple, and behind it is a clay sculpture dedicated to the Sanqing Tianzun.
It is simply impossible for a supernatural event to happen in such a place.
But no matter what may be impossible, Mu Chunhua still carried out a unique sacrifice in accordance with the rules of the Yin and Yang worlds.
He first grabbed a three-yellow chicken, pierced the comb of the three-yellow chicken with a needle, and dripped three drops of blood in front of the coffin.
Then he sat cross-legged in front of the coffin, picked up the coffin ruler, and gently patted the coffin.
At the same time, the incantation was chanted in his mouth, so that the coffin ruler of the town was blue.
Such a move took Mu Chunhua a night, and when the sound of a rooster crowing sounded in the village, Mu Chunhua opened his eyes.
I saw Mu Chunhua open his eyes for the first time, and said: "This coffin, if it is not opened, it is a disaster, and if it is opened, it is fate!" ”
"Looks like I need some help......!"
At that time, there were no telephones, no mobile phones, and the exchange of information was all by letter.
When Mu Chunhua informed everyone about this incident, and finally everyone gathered in the courtyard converted from this Taoist temple, it was already more than a month later.
"Brother Mu, I said that the coffin went there, those so-called archaeologists have been looking for a long time and haven't found it, and it turns out that they are ...... with you!"
The one who spoke was the corpse salvage from the same area as Mu Chunhua, Zhang Daqian.
After he finished speaking, a man in Tang costume said in a deep voice: "Chunhua, you summoned everyone to come, don't you want us to help you open the coffin for an autopsy?" ”
"This Nine Dragons headless coffin is the thing of your coffin mountain faction, and we are afraid that it is difficult for us to interfere with it as a position of another faction......!"
"Moreover, I don't think this coffin is big, and the coffin inside must be a smaller existence, which means that it may contain a child ......!"
Mu Chunhua looked at the man in Tang costume and said, "Niansheng, I asked everyone to come this time, naturally there is something important to announce." ”
"And these things in my coffin mountain must not be discovered by those archaeologists, otherwise I am afraid it will cause some unnecessary disturbances."
Saying that, Mu Chunhua looked left and right and asked, "Niansheng, you are close to Bai Zhenguo, didn't you call him together when you came?" ”
Wu Niansheng smiled and said: "He, he has just become the head of the Nine Gates, how can he come with me, there must be a special car to pick him up, ......!" ”
Not long after the words fell, I heard a neutral voice from outside the door.
I only heard someone shouting, "Well? You old Wu, why do you say that about me, Lao Tzu Bai Zhenguo is actually such a person? ”
The person who came was wearing a Mao suit, stepping on a pair of old Sijiucheng cloth shoes, and walked like a tiger.
The first impression of seeing this person is that it is difficult to compare him with the people in the Yin circle.
When Mu Chunhua saw that everyone had arrived, he said, "Okay, since everyone has arrived, then I'll talk about what I encountered!" ”
Bai Zhenguo said with a hesitation: "Mu Chunhua, why, you called all the Xuankong masters, but you didn't call the people of the Chen family of the Southern Sect?" ”
Before Mu Chunhua could explain, the monk who had been reciting Buddhist scriptures with his eyes closed opened his eyes.
He said calmly: "Amitabha, Brother Chen, there is something unexpected at home, and I can't come for the time being!" ”
"But he said that if Chunhua is in need, the Chen family of the Southern Sect will definitely help......
Bai Zhenguo snorted coldly, and said disdainfully: "It's nothing, they think this kind of thing is a hot potato, lest it be contaminated with themselves...... ”
Coffin Mountain Taibao, Mu Chunhua.
Central Plains corpse, Zhang Daqian.
Northern Feng Shui, Wu Niansheng.
The head of the Nine Gates, Bai Zhenguo.
Dragon and Tiger Demon Temple, Xuankong.
Of the five people present, the oldest was only the Xuankong Master, nearly forty.
And the youngest is none other than Zhang Daqian in his early twenties.
The rest of the people are almost the same age.
Mu Chunhua looked at the other four people and said in a deep voice: "This Nine Dragons have no coffin, I am naturally the Tao of our Coffin Mountain Sect. ”
"But I am a member of the Coffin Mountain Sect, only a coffin, and I have never seen its coffin."
"The way of burial is also directly buried in a coffin, which is covered with a coffin, and it must not be the so-called Taibao of my coffin mountain."
"And ............!"
As he spoke, Mu Chunhua told everyone present what he saw in great detail.
After hearing this, everyone's faces changed.
Zhang Daqian is the youngest, but he has a pair of big eyes like copper bells, like a door god.
He opened his mouth and said: "Brother Mu, this kind of thing is not simple, no matter what demons and monsters, the brothers are here, you can open the coffin directly on the spot." ”
"Are you afraid that something won't make ......?"
"That is, although what Zhang Xiaozi said is very vulgar, I agree with his point of view." Bai Zhenguo said with an old-fashioned look.
Mu Chunhua shook his head with a wry smile and said, "What you can think of, how can I, Mu Chunhua, not think of it." ”
"I've done the ritual, and I've opened the coffin, and there's no body in it."
"This is an empty coffin, an empty coffin ......!"
Empty coffin, empty coffin?
Wu Niansheng said: "It's weird at this time, what are your plans for Chunhua?" ”
Wu Niansheng's words are few, but he can point to the center every time.
Bai Zhenguo couldn't hold his breath and asked, "Oh, I said Mu Chunhua, can you say anything quickly?" ”
"The big guys are all waiting here......"
Seeing this, Mu Chunhua stopped inking, and walked straight to the coffin, stretched out his hand and pulled it a few times.
"Boom......!"
The lid of the coffin fell directly to the ground, and it was a coffin facing everyone.
But the coffin did not have a lid, or the lid of the coffin was taken one step earlier.
When everyone saw the scene inside the coffin, they gasped.
"The coffin is in the coffin, and the coffin is not covered."
"It's an ominous sign......!"