Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Bronze Coffin

The ghosts of Zhangjia Village rushed to scream like an endless yin wind, and the ghosts cried endlessly.

I was shocked by the strong yin wind and took two steps back, and the six soul-locking lamps ignited at the same time, and white smoke rose, protecting the surrounding of the coffin like a snare from the ghosts.

"Get in." The war spirit behind me threw me into the coffin, avoiding the pounce of a villager's ghost.

The flesh and skin on the face of the villager's ghost fell off and turned into a terrible appearance, and if the living saw it, I am afraid that the soul would be frightened.

However, this did not have any effect on the war spirit, and it was slashed and scattered.

"Stay inside, I'll deal with the debris." As the battle spirit spoke, the cyan soul shadow suddenly became more condensed.

I finally stabilized my body and didn't directly hit Fu Ying's body, but suddenly the light dimmed, and the lid of the coffin was closed again by the war spirit.

"Big brother, they have so many ghosts, can you do it alone?" I asked out loud.

The sound outside suddenly became very soft, and I could hear the howls of the ghosts, the screams of terror, and the low roar of the war spirits.

"In the past, I went in and out of thousands of troops and horses to conquer the Gobi Desert, as if I had entered a no-man's land. Just a little ghost, what's the way? ”

Hearing that heroic voice, I was extremely grateful to Lilac for giving me an insurance before coming to Zhangjia Village, and at the same time, I thought that I might never see that Xiangxi girl again, and I couldn't help but feel a little lost in my heart.

The space in the coffin is narrow, and the light only comes from the oil lamp, the white flame that jumps and jumps.

I breathed carefully, and I couldn't help but stare at it, as if I could smell something wonderful.

In a trance, the sounds outside seemed to disappear completely.

I focused on the coffin and noticed that the material inside the coffin seemed to be a little strange, and there seemed to be some carvings on the inner wall around the oil lamp.

I touched it and tapped it again, confirming my guess. The body and lid of this coffin are not a set, the lid is heavy wood, and the coffin body appears to be metal.

My fingers could feel a lot of pits on the coffin, more than one, which seemed to be all over the inner wall of the coffin.

"Strange..."

Curiosity made me try to pull my phone out of my pocket, but there was no signal as expected. But I didn't want to make a phone call, I just used the light to shine on the inner wall of the coffin.

However, when my mobile phone light shines, the pothole lines can't be seen at all, and only by the light of the oil lamp can I see those lines, which are actually ancient fonts.

In this coffin, someone actually carved words with special means? And it can only be seen with an oil lamp, who did it?

I was so surprised and curious that I forgot for a moment that I was in a coffin. Put the phone down, and use the light of the oil lamp to concentrate on identifying the vague words.

It was Zhong Dingwen, an ancient script that was almost exclusively used on bells, tripods and other utensils before the Qin Dynasty. I've never heard of Zhong Dingwen engraved in a coffin.

Seeing that it was Zhong Dingwen, I touched the inner wall of the coffin again, confirmed it again, and couldn't help but be excited, this is a genuine bronze, I'm afraid the age is very ancient!

You must know that in the dynasties since the Qin Dynasty, bronze vessels were rarely made.

No wonder you have to use ghosts to carry the coffin, if you are human, it is impossible for six people to carry this heavy copper coffin!

I don't know what the person was in this coffin, but there is no doubt that this bronze coffin is very old. It may have been in Zhangjia Village for a long time, and it has been used for sacrificial rituals.

Don't... What is so special about this bronze coffin?

I recognized Zhong Dingwen's content again, but unfortunately the oil lamp was only placed next to Fu Ying's head, and the place that could illuminate was only so large.

The recognizable words are very mysterious, like the sky... Ghost... Sacrifice to... Witches and the like make my heart itch unbearably. But if I wanted to see other places, I had to move the oil lamp.

But once I touch this soul-fixing oil lamp, I don't know what impact it will have on Ying Ying.

After thinking about it, I chose to give up my curiosity and didn't dare to risk Fu Ying's life.

At the same time, because I didn't dare to press directly on Fu Ying, my arm supporting my body was a little sore.

I tried to find a comfortable position for myself, and began to guess who this bronze coffin belonged to before, and how the people of Zhangjia Village got it.

I don't know how long it took for the lid of the coffin to be suddenly opened. I hurriedly stopped guessing, and subconsciously took a piece of Soul Burial Pill paper in my hand.

"Baby." A familiar, calm voice.

I was shocked that it was the third uncle's face that appeared outside the coffin. This dark-skinned man, with deep wrinkles carved into his forehead, looked at me with a feeling of anger and relief.

"Third uncle!" I spoke in disbelief, and it wasn't until the third uncle nodded that I was sure I wasn't really dreaming.

"Third uncle! It's really you, how did you get here? "I hurriedly wanted to get up from the coffin, but when I looked up, I found that something was wrong, this was not on the altar in Zhangjia Village.

The surroundings are like a damp cave, with a lot of space, dripping water down, and the air is very cold, which makes people very uncomfortable.

I saw a few light sources not far away, and it looked like there were people there, looking this way.

"It's not me who came, it's you who came, Gua Wazi." The third uncle seemed a little helpless.

He stretched out his hand and pulled me out, while carefully confirming everything in the coffin with an expression, then looked at me and asked, "Baby, you didn't do anything to Yingying, did you?" ”

"What can I do to her?" I was a little speechless when I heard this, and then hurriedly said: "Third uncle, Yingying, her soul is out of her body, you hurry up and help her call her soul." ”

When the third uncle heard me say this, he breathed a sigh of relief, then took out a small jar from his satchel, uncorked it, and poured some milky white Jiao oil into the oil lamp.

"It's not much, move faster..."I heard the third uncle talking to himself softly, his expression was very solemn.

"Third uncle?" I called out to him in confusion.

The third uncle put the small jar back in his satchel, and he was still holding the black and long bamboo pole in his hand, and the head of the pole had two hooks, which looked very sharp.

"Baby, I know about Yingying. Without Yingying's out-of-body soul, a few of us who are old and immortal will not be able to enter this Jiaolong Cave. The third uncle rubbed his hands behind his back, and the wrinkled skin made a rustling sound, "I have to say, you babies are really bold, you don't know how thick the sky is, you dare to go to Zhangjia Village!" ”

"How about the corpse chasers?" At this time, another voice sounded, and when I heard this voice, I suddenly lost my breath, and even put aside to ask the third uncle, and glared at the old man who came over with a hippie smile through gritted teeth: "Grandpa Sun, how are you?!" ”

My voice can really be described as a word, gritting teeth, if it weren't for the fact that this dead old man is really too old, I would have wanted to beat him up.

If he hadn't told me to go to the store, there would have been no such today!

This dead old man is simply the root of all evil!

"Gua Wazi, you have to respect the elderly." Sun Hongle stroked his goatee, without any guilt at all, and winked at me, and said ambiguously, "Besides, aren't you playing very well with my nephew?" My nephew is a big girl with yellow flowers! ”

"You... How do you know? I blushed and was a little nervous at what he said.

"This baby is still shy." Sun Hong laughed.

"No, then you can't let me go to a haunted shop without knowing it!" I blushed and complained to him with some irritation.

Unexpectedly, my voice echoed in this cave, and I was startled.

"Roarβ€”β€”!!!

Another terrifying roar rumbled, and this voice I had heard for the fourth time, and this time it was unbeatably closer, as if... It was from the depths of this cave that it sounded!

"What's that?" My face turned pale, and from that roar I felt a fear that I had never felt before, not even a female ghost had ever made me feel that way.

The third uncle glanced at Sun Hong, and Sun Hong also put away his hippie smile and said to me: "You doll, you are really disobedient." Let you take a good look at the store, you run around like a long wheel. Didn't I tell you I had to do something before I left? I don't have to hide it from you at this time, since the day of the fight, Ren Hook and I, as well as a few other people, have been here to find a way to suppress the water Jiao who wants to get out of trouble. ”

"Water, water Jiao? Dragon? ”

"It's not a dragon, baby, come." The third uncle is more direct, he has always been more straightforward in doing things, he didn't explain much to me, and pulled me to the depths of the cave.

I looked back at the bronze coffin, still not understanding how I had suddenly arrived here. At the same time, I was worried about Fu Ying in the coffin, but Sun Hong reassured me and said that Fu Ying would be fine.

As I walked past the cave fire, I saw two other people pranayama cross-legged by the fire. One is an old Taoist wearing a Taoist robe, black hair and white beard, and the other is a monk with a full heavenly court and a face like a heavy jujube.

The third uncle pulled me and didn't stop here, and strode into the deeper part of the cave.

Sun Hong also walked next to me, explaining as he walked: "This is the underground of Zhangjia Village, and it is also the place where those bastards put down the sacrifice after refining the girl into a monster. ”

"The aura of Shui Ze is strong, the yin is heavy and the yang is not visible, and the place that was once sealed has become the place where Shui Jiao cultivates." The third uncle said a short sentence and strode ahead.

At this time, I saw a lot of bones on the side of the road, some wearing robes.

There are those who wear monk's robes, and there are those who are laity. Most of them had rotted into skeletons, sitting cross-legged, or falling to the ground.

The further I went, the more bones there were, and it made me feel a very strange feeling.

"Strange?" Sun Hong glanced at me, looked at the corpses on the side of the road with a complicated and heavy face, and said, "These are once famous sorcerers, and they are the best in the sorcerer world. Every hundred years of Shui Jiao turmoil, it is up to them to suppress it from generation to generation, baby, speaking of which, you should understand, right? Why did Ren Hook and I come here? ”

Listening to Sun Hong's words, I had an indescribable feeling in my heart. If it was three days ago, I would definitely think that Sun Hong was crazy, but now, I feel different.

And I thought of the legend that Shan Yufei said before, the generations of predecessors, in order to eradicate the demons, all disappeared after stepping into Zhangjia Village.

Seeing the bones around you, these... Probably the sages in Shan Yufei's mouth.

It was at this point that we finally stepped into a huge space. A chill hit my face, and I looked up and was stunned.

That cold pool, actually on top of my head!?

Even more striking than Hantan was a huge, dark stone monument towering in front of me.

The height is more than nine feet, the width is more than five feet, standing in front of it like a hill, and the majestic and heavy breath is blowing in the face. I couldn't help but be a little afraid, as if this monument was going to fall down on me at any moment.

Thick chains linked the huge stele from the cave walls, and I saw that the chains and the stele were covered with moss, and the cracks and dried black blood stains were all over the place.

At that moment, the terrible roar sounded again, the ground trembled, the whole cavern shook, and the chains rattled.

I was shocked, this voice came from the bottom of my feet!?