Chapter 32: Iron Rope Hanging Coffin (Ask for Collection, Recommend Votes, Reward)

The sky seemed to change in an instant, the dark clouds in the sky were very low, like a huge lead block, lightning and thunder, and strong winds, it seemed that God was going to be angry, and the raindrops of soybeans hit the leaves, and the dense jungle began to make a loud noise.

Now what? Seeing that the place where he could shelter from the rain was in front of him, Jin Wuming was a little hesitant.

"Brother Zhao?"

Jin Wuming turned his head to look at Zhao Yang at this time, although the words behind him were not said, but Zhao Yang knew what Jin Wuming meant.

"Dashuai, I think there is only this place to shelter from the rain in these four weeks, if we don't want to be drenched, we can only go and stay overnight!" Zhao Yang said with a serious expression.

"Let's go!" Jin Wusheng gritted his molars and muttered again: "There are so many of us, so many guns, what are we afraid of!" My brothers are all vigorous, even if there are really female ghosts in his mother, it's not enough for the brothers to have one by one! ”

After making up his mind, Jin Wuming personally took the lead and led the team to the mansion in front of him.

As soon as I entered this big mansion, it happened that the heavy rain was pouring down completely.

Jin Wuming slammed open the door of a main hall, and the brothers behind him crowded in to avoid the rain.

That is, the moment Jin Wuming pushed the door open, at the same time, a swishing cold wind mixed with a choking strange smell rushed towards him.

Ahem...... Ahem......

Jin Wuming coughed violently, scolded and scolded: "What the hell is this musty smell, so disgusting!" ”

Because it was already evening, the light in the deep mountains was dim, and it was a rainy day, so it was dark all around, and I couldn't see the situation in the house clearly, and I could only faintly feel that there was a black thing hanging on the beams of the house, and the wind blowing in with the opening of the door was swaying slightly, which was very weird.

"It's not musty, it's the smell of corpse rot!"

Zhao Yang took a deep breath, there is a big difference between the smell of corpse decay and the smell of mold, but if the corpse is rotten for too long and it is exposed to the air, the smell of corpse will be completely volatilized, but it still retains a special smell after volatilization adheres to the wood products in the room, so there is this special smell similar to mold.

From this, it can also be inferred that there are corpses in this house, and at least more than a hundred years old.

When Jin Wuming heard that this was the smell of corpse decay, he hurriedly asked his brothers to light candles.

When more than a dozen candles were lit at the same time, the dim light instantly swept away the darkness and filled the room.

When everything in the room was fully displayed in front of them, everyone was stunned and stunned, including Zhao Yang!

As Zhao Yang had guessed before, this was indeed a Yizhuang where the corpse was temporarily housed, and a large number of black lacquered wooden coffins were stored in the house.

The paradox is that these black lacquered wooden coffins are all hung on the beams above their heads with iron chains, densely packed and all of them, there are as many as one hundred and ten as far as the eye can see, and at the same time as the strong wind blows into the house, these black lacquered wooden coffins that are hung up by iron chains shake slightly, which is also the scene that Zhao Yang saw in the dark after entering the door just now.

On the ground beneath his feet, it was pitch black, corroded by the corpse fluid flowing from the hanging coffin.

Jin Wuming raised his head and looked at these hanging coffins on the beam above his head, for fear that suddenly the hanging coffin would fall down and hit himself because the iron cable was not strong, and at the same time asked Zhao Yang with wide eyes and a low voice: "Brother Zhao, do you know what to say and pay attention to?" ”

Zhao Yang squinted his eyes, and quickly searched for the knowledge of "Sixteen Characters Yin Yang Feng Shui Secret Technique" in his mind.

Regarding hanging coffins, it is basically just a local 'burial method', a way for the ancients to bury the dead, mostly appearing on cliffs, also known as hanging coffins, hanging the coffin in the air, the main purpose is to prevent moisture from the wooden coffin.

As for from the perspective of Feng Shui, there is nothing too deep about it and sayings.

This is also what surprised Zhao Yang the most, this is just a temporary coffin of Yizhuang, it won't take long for the coffin to be transferred, why did the ancients go to great lengths to hang these coffins with iron cables?

Zhao Yang couldn't understand it, so he turned his head to look at Jin Wuming and said: "Dashuai, the main purpose of the ancients to use hanging coffins is to prevent moisture, and it has nothing to do with feng shui, maybe this is a remote location, the ancients originally wanted to preserve these coffins for a long time, so they hung them with iron cables, and then maybe because of some changes, this Yizhuang has been abandoned so far, and it is also very normal." ”

After speaking, Zhao Yang added: "We are just staying overnight tonight, and we will leave as soon as the weather is clear, and there should be no problem with staying vigilant." ”

Jin Wuming nodded, then raised his head and muttered silently to the hanging coffin on the beam: "Disturb late at night, please bear with me if there is any offense, and I will burn some paper money for you when I come back......"

After muttering, Jin Wuming bowed again.

Zhao Yang couldn't help but want to laugh, Jin Wuming, who was not even afraid of evil spells, was actually a little timid in the face of these weird hanging coffins.

Then Jin Wuming arranged for his subordinates to start a fire and toss for a day, I am afraid that everyone is already hungry with their chests and backs.

Click...... Thundered...... Thundered......

Outside, there was another sound of lightning and thunder, and the rain was not weak, but it was getting heavier and heavier, and the thunder rumbled in the dark clouds.

A door was swayed back and forth by the strong wind outside, and several candles were blown out by the wind.

The re-enveloping of darkness made Jin Wuming's heart furious, so he quickly asked Adjutant Ma to close the door, and pulled a long table, blocked the door from behind, and re-lit the candles.

When a few candles were re-lit, a white figure suddenly appeared on a hanging coffin in the northwest corner under the dim shadow!

"Ah...... Ghost...... Ghost ......"

Adjutant Ma was so frightened that he sat directly on the ground and peed his pants incontinence.

Zhao Yang also saw the white figure on a hanging coffin in the northwest corner at the moment when the candle was rekindled.

But because the hanging coffin is placed too densely, there are many shadows, and it is not possible to see too clearly.

Click...... At this moment, a lightning bolt happened to strike outside, and the dark sky seemed to be split into a crack, and the entire earth was instantly illuminated.

The light of lightning shone through the window in the northwest corner.

At this moment, Zhao Yang saw it very clearly, and shuddered, and the hairs on his body stood up.

On the hanging coffin in the northwest corner was a man, dressed in a long white robe, and the light of lightning just happened to shine on his face.

It was a woman, with a pale face and glowing red eyes, staring at herself at this time!

Under the gust of wind, her long white robe fluttered like catkins.

Zhao Yang was even more covered in cold sweat, this woman only had one head, and her clothes were all empty, and she had no body!