Chapter Eighty-Six: The Curse

Long Xuanling took off the hat on his head, raised his head and looked at this Zixia Village, where the gate was already covered with dust.

Even the plaque has become crooked.

Moreover, there was a large group of wild cats lying on the stone steps of the main entrance without knowing where they came, and at this moment, seeing us uninvited guests, they all raised their heads, and their eyes glowed with a faint green light stared straight at us.

"Here, the yin qi is extremely strong, according to this feng shui pattern, there must be a yin house under this earth." Chai Shao had already taken out a compass from his baggage.

"Let's go." Seeing that he was still facing the grid on the compass, one by one, Long Xuanling and I walked directly towards Zixia Village.

Pushing open the gate of Zixia Village, a lot of ash fell on the door, and I found that these ashes were not ordinary dust, but ashes after the talisman paper had been burned.

"Someone should have done it here before." Long Xuanling looked at the ashes and spoke.

However, my attention was completely attracted by the furnishings inside the door, this house was called "Zixiazhuang" such a beautiful name, but as a result, there were no pavilions and pavilions, and there was no beautiful scenery, and the main entrance was like an "ancestral hall".

On the offering table here, dozens of tablets are placed large and small.

The people on the tablet are all surnamed Ning, before, Master Ning said that this Zixia Village is the summer resort of the Ning family, backed by the mountains and forests, very cool, for the purpose of playing and refuting the summer.

Now when I see these tablets, I know that he is deceiving us, who would put such a tablet in the summer resort, could it be that he wants to have fun with his ancestors?

"Oh, this is the Yin Mansion on the ground, you look at this pattern, in addition to this main entrance, there are other walls on this top that are sealed, and there is no breath of life." Chai Shao followed us with a compass and analyzed.

Long Xuanling kept his eyes calm and didn't say a word, looking towards the left and right sides of the offering table.

There is a room on each of the doors on the left and right sides, and if it is a yin house, these two rooms should be the ear chambers, symmetrical to the left and right, as if they were two human ears.

Long Xuanling walked towards the offering table, and Chai Shao and I followed closely behind him.

"Bang!" We had just taken five or six steps forward when there was a sound of the door closing, and the surroundings were instantly plunged into darkness.

Chai Shao was startled, took out a fire fold and lit it, turned around and pushed the door hard, only to see him push and bang, and tried for a long time, but the wooden door was not opened.

"Don't waste your efforts." I looked at the heavy door and motioned for Chai Shao to come over, in this case, we can't disperse.

Chai Shao nodded, gave up the toss, and walked towards me.

Long Xuanling was already standing at the door of the room on the right at the moment, looking inside.

I hurriedly leaned over, Chai Shao also followed with a fire fold, and by the light of the fire fold, I could see that the walls of the room were painted black, and in the middle of the room, there was a thin skin coffin.

Looking at the thin-skinned coffin, which was already a little cracked, I blinked, wondering if I had read it wrong.

Long Xuanling also took off the hat and looked around the room carefully before walking in.

The three of us stood in front of the coffin, which was made of poor materials, and the lid of the coffin was full of cracks, as if it was about to fall apart.

"In this coffin, is it the Ning family?" Chai Shao's expression was a little incredulous.

After all, the Ning family has a rich background, how could they use such a poor thin-skinned coffin for their deceased ancestors?

Long Xuanling directly stretched out his hand and lifted the thin-skinned coffin, and Chai Shao also reached out to help.

When the lid of the coffin was lifted, what caught my eye was a dry skeleton with messy hair and ragged clothes.

Moreover, these dry bones are finely broken, and the bones of the hands and feet that can be seen with the naked eye are broken, and they must have endured great pain and torture when they died.

"Mr. Xuan, look, what is this?" Chai Shao seemed to have made a discovery.

Holding the fire fold to the coffin lid, I looked at the bottom of the coffin lid, and a series of strange words were densely written, and I didn't know any of these words.

After Long Xuanling saw it, he said, "This is Tianzhu Wen." ”

"Oh, is that a greeting?" Chai Shao put the lid of the coffin on the ground and said: "In our Chai family, the coffins of deceased relatives will be engraved with greetings, hoping that the deceased relatives can still be a good family in the next life." ”

"It's not a blessing, and, on the contrary, it's a curse, a curse that condemns the dead to hell and not to be reincarnated." After Long Xuanling finished speaking, he stretched out his hand again and brushed away the dry hair, glanced at it and quickly sent it back.

"How can it be a curse? Could it be that the people in this coffin are not the Ning family? Chai Shao raised his head and looked at Long Xuanling in surprise.

Long Xuanling was silent, pulled me around again, and walked towards the door.

Chai Shao shouted and waited for him, and chased him out, and we all arrived at the door of the ear room on the other side.

This transept is exactly the same as the one just now, the walls are also blackened, and there is still an inferior coffin in the middle.

Needless to say, I think the coffin should also have scriptures cursing the deceased.

Long Xuanling still opened the coffin, and in the coffin, the deceased was also covered with messy hair, and many bones were broken.

Long Xuanling lifted the corpse's hair again and looked at it, and his eyes became deeper and deeper.

"What's wrong?" I asked Long Xuanling.

"Master Ning said that the Ning family was beheaded all over the house, and everyone except him died, but the neck bones of these two bodies were not broken, that is, they were not beheaded." Long Xuanling pointed to the dry neck and said.

Chai Shao immediately stretched out his hand and lifted the dry hair to take a look, it was really as Long Xuanling said.

"Then this shows that the person in the coffin is not the Ning family." Chai Shao said.

But Long Xuanling shook his head, in this curse scripture, it is clearly written that the person in the coffin is called "Ning Zhuofan", and the one before is called "Ning Ruyan".

And, it was clearly written on it, when they died, one eighteen, one sixteen.

"Huh? Is it really the Ning family? But, but, why is that? Chai Shao was confused.

I was also at a loss, since they were all members of the Ning family, why did Master Ning use this inferior coffin to restrain them, and he also cursed them viciously.

Long Xuanling was silent again, walked out of the ear chamber and stood in front of the offering table, and after reaching out to take a tablet, he found that this tablet was actually made of willow wood.

The willow is the most feared by the evil thing, and it is really inappropriate to use willow wood to make a tablet, Master Ning himself understands this, why is he so careless and commits this taboo?