After listening to Chen Shihong's story, Zhang Heming also understood a general idea, looking at his face was full of gloom, dark clouds pressed on the top, and his face was yellow and thin, obviously because of the yin spirit in the vase.

"Mr. Chen, did you bring the vase?"

"I'll leave it in my house, or will you come with me to see it?" Chen Shihong said.

So Zhang Heming came to his residence with him, and when he came to his study, he took out the Tang Sancai vase in the glass case.

"Sir, look at it! Is this thing made of human ashes? Chen Shihong asked.

"I'll see."

Zhang Heming didn't know how to look at this porcelain, so he took this vase and looked at it.

There is some warmth in the hand, and after playing for a long time, there will be a cold feeling in the palm of the hand, and the combination of hot and cold.

Sure enough, this Tang Sancai vase is not a simple thing, and you really can't tell with the naked eye whether this is a vase made of ashes?

I couldn't see the contents of this vase with my dark pupil eyes, but Zhang Heming was sure that there was indeed something in this vase, and there was a faint very strong evil aura.

Zhang Heming didn't speak, he actually bit his finger and dotted his blood on the vase, and Chen Shihong next to him didn't know why Zhang Heming was dripping blood on the vase?

But he didn't ask, just dropped the blood on the vase, and the blood was actually sucked clean little by little at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Chen Shihong said in surprise: "Sir~ The blood was actually eaten by it." ”

"Hmm~ Sure enough, this thing is not simple, there is obviously a thing in it."

"So what to do?" Chen Shihong hurriedly asked.

"I'm going to open the altar and let the contents of the vase come out and talk." Zhang Heming said and asked Chen Shihong to buy some tributes and other materials needed to open the altar.

So he went to buy the things that Zhang Heming needed, and bought the things to open the altar in the living room.

Zhang Heming was pinching the trick and reciting the mantra, and it took a long time to finish a series of things, and after Zhang Heming finished reciting the last sentence "Urgent as a law", he blew three breaths on the vase.

Suddenly, white smoke began to bubble from the mouth of the bottle instantly, and Chen Shihong, who was extremely magical, turned pale with fright, and some couldn't believe it.

The white smoke then turned into a woman.

Zhang Heming saw a woman in ancient costume in plain clothes in front of him, looking at him sadly, her body flashing with a strange red light, her long hair scattered behind her, and her ten fingers were as thin as bones.

The woman's face was as pale as paper, but with a brilliance like porcelain.

The face was densely covered with cracks, and bright red blood gushed out from the cracks, and lowered down the face, rendering the entire body a piece of blood red.

When Zhang Heming saw him, he slapped the Five Thunder Token in his hand violently, "Bold, the demon actually harms people's lives." ”

When the woman saw Zhang Heming, she immediately knelt on the ground, "Heavenly Master, the people have grievances, they don't want such ......"

"Got a grudge? Then you recruit from the truth. ”

She answered, and with a wave of her robe, the whole room was covered in red blood.

The blood was dazzling, so that Zhang Heming blinked his eyes, and an image appeared in front of his eyes, flickering, similar to the situation when the TV screen was broken.

Such a shallow hallucination, as long as he concentrates his mind, he can crack the ghost illusion in an instant, he originally wanted to do the same, but there was no particularly terrifying picture in front of him, in fact, the picture was very quiet, and the blood was receding little by little, like the opening of a movie, Zhang Heming decided to take a look.

The picture has changed from virtual to real, and the surrounding environment has also changed, it can be seen that it is a village in ancient times, not far from the village, a huge porcelain kiln is being lit, and an old man in ancient costume with a serious face.

Leading the people of the village to burn incense and sacrifice, on the altar, there was a little boy of four or five years old who was crying, wearing a belly pocket, pigtails, and his face was powdered and blush. With a rattle in his hand, the little boy cried and shouted for his parents......

Sacrificial kiln!

Zhang Heming also understands what these people are going to do, there is often a rule for burning ceramics in ancient times, that is, "sacrificial kiln".

The potter uses the boy and the girl to sacrifice the kiln, it is a bad habit in ancient times, the sacrificial kiln is not every kiln is sacrificed, but the kiln is not fired many times, the potter tries his best to have no effect, so he can not do it.

The boys and girls of the sacrificial kiln were bought, and in the past, the poor could not afford to raise more children, so it was common to sell one or two.

However, the person who bought it can only say that he bought it as a son or as a child daughter-in-law, and if it is said to be a sacrificial kiln, no matter how poor the family is, he will not sell it.

It was extremely cruel to burn the child alive.

When the kiln fire is burning, the potter prepares to sacrifice the kiln, puts the child on new clothes, and then takes the child to the kiln.

At the crater of the fire, he stopped, burned some incense and prayed. The child chews candy. Also squatting next to help. After the potter finished praying, he suddenly stretched out his hand to the child! It was too late, and then it was too fast, and with a push of the palm, the child was planted in the blazing kiln.

Legend has it that the color of the porcelain fired in this way is light green, and it is the best grade in the porcelain, but it can be sacrificed to the living person, which is really cruel.

Zhang Heming couldn't bear to look at it anymore, at this time, the picture turned, several men opened the kiln, the temperature in the kiln was at least thousands of degrees, if people were thrown into this kiln, they would obviously be buried in the fire.

The men carried the girl and threw her inside, when a young woman in plain clothes rushed up, crying and hugging her son.

Dead or alive, he raised his head and pleaded bitterly with the old man who presided over the sacrifice, no matter how many strong men tore it, they couldn't pull her hand away.

The old man who sacrificed to the sky looked at the time, was furious, and let several strong men rush up and throw them into the kiln together with the woman, Zhang Heming saw a terrible scene.

The fierce fire engulfed the mother and son, and under the high temperature, the woman's body burned and burst open, but she still held the child in her arms, the flames swallowed everything, and then a resentful breath spread.

A few days later, the day of opening the porcelain kiln arrived, and all the porcelain was not completed, it was all crooked melons and cracked dates, and the image was very ugly.

There is only one vase, which is naturally azure in color.

After that, the vase was sent to a large family, and the owner was quite fond of the vase and spent a lot of money, but soon strange things happened in the big family.

First of all, the family dog three more cried in the middle of the night, and the next day he died at the door of the house, and there was a woman's cry in the study at night, and the servant was bold enough to look, and saw a woman in white crying, and immediately frightened the head of the mouse, and told the master of the house.

The owner felt that something was wrong, so he invited a Taoist priest to go home, and the Taoist priest sealed the vase with a yellow charm and told the family to put it in the temple to worship and dissipate grievances.

So the servant's vase was sent to a small temple, but within three days, a group of bandits ransacked the small temple, took the vase, and sold it to an official eunuch's family.

The poetry and books of the official eunuch family heirloom are very fond of porcelain, and when they see this vase, they fall in love with it at a glance, so they put the vase in the ancestral hall.

In this way, there has been nothing to do until the world changes, the vase flows into a family and is used as a funeral object, and then it is dug up by the tomb robbers, and when the tomb robbers run away, the Tang Sancai vase is lost......

At this point, the picture began to become blurry, and between the hazy and hazy, the illusion receded little by little.

“……”

【To be continued ......】