Volume 1 The Eight Coffins_Chapter 65 The Dead Lilac Tree
I waved my hand: "Don't do this." What are you looking for? ”
The third uncle shook his head and said, "How do I know? ”
I fainted: "You don't know what else to look for?" ”
The third uncle glared at me: "You kid, I just praised you for your talent." I just didn't know what to do, so I went to find it. Think about it, when that Fei Yao went back, didn't he rummage things around? I don't think it's her own will. ”
I nodded, "That means she's being controlled by something else." Actually, it's that thing looking for something like this, will it be that cat complaining? ”
"It's hard to say. Or maybe something else, the attic is too old. There are also too many things hidden inside, so it will be difficult to judge alone. Until we get to the bottom of the story, we don't go at night anymore. ”
Thinking about everything I experienced at night, I still feel my scalp tingling, and listening to the third uncle say this, it was the best.
I also understood that the third uncle's next plan was to go to the attic to turn over things, and it was still unknown whether he could turn it out.
I slept well that night, and the third uncle recovered a lot, and when I woke up the next morning, we were basically fully revived. Since it was daytime, we only prepared a few necessary things and prepared to get on the bus and go to the ancient street.
In the car, I asked the third uncle if he wanted to take Xu Ruoxi with him.
The third uncle glared at me: "You don't have this burden, don't you feel uncomfortable?" I'm telling you, take her into that attic, and I'm remorseful. ”
But I said, "Third uncle, it's a bit too much for you to say that. If she hadn't reminded us, we wouldn't have thought of rushing out of that net, wouldn't we? ”
The third uncle waved his hand impatiently: "Then don't bring it." ”
I shrugged my shoulders: "Okay, okay, it's up to you to bring it or not." ”
After speaking, I laughed secretly in my heart, this time the third uncle wanted to trick people, but I didn't expect to choke myself enough.
We drove to the ancient street again, this time with a light car, and went straight to the door of the attic.
When passing through the ancient street, everything is as usual. The sun rises as usual, and every brick and tile, grass and tree in the ancient street is so natural. It didn't change anything because it happened the night before.
I even feel like there are more visitors today than there were that day.
We came to the gate of No. 14 Ancient Street, the gate was hidden, and I can still recall the scene of us running out of the gate in embarrassment.
Fortunately, it is daytime, otherwise I would not dare to set foot in here half a step if I had a few more dares.
Even so, before entering the door, the third uncle still asked me to surround the black tiger knot, carry the net, and hold the peachwood sword. When he did that, I got nervous again.
The third uncle saw that I was ready, so he stepped forward and gently pushed open the courtyard door and walked in.
I also followed, and although the sun was not very good, and the courtyard was mostly covered by the courtyard wall, it still looked very depressed and deserted. There are still a lot of messy cat paw prints on the ground, and the number is dense and invisible.
The third uncle first stood in the middle of the courtyard, looked left and right, and then walked towards the two lilac trees.
When he came the night before, the third uncle found these two lilac trees
Not quite normal. It's just that because it was dark at the time, we didn't stay here too much to observe. This time, the third uncle once again set his sights here.
Walking near the lilac tree, the third uncle seemed to have discovered something and stopped suddenly.
I followed and noticed something unusual.
The ground was densely covered with the footprints left by the cats, but only within a meter of a lilac tree, the ground was kept extremely clean, and there was no trace of footprints.
It is not difficult to imagine the scene at that time, a large number of cats gathered in this yard, but only under this lilac tree, those cats did not dare to cross the thunder pond for half a step.
What's even more bizarre is that only two days later, the lilac tree has withered.
When we came the night before, the tree was still alive with a lot of leaves pulled down, and some of the remaining leaves were still green. By this time, the leaves had turned yellow, and the branches and trunk had become dry, as if it were a dead tree.
According to the laws of nature, the death of a tree is inevitable, but it is obviously not normal for it to die like this in just two days.
The third uncle frowned, stepped forward with a peachwood sword, and probed under the tree.
He stabbed the peachwood sword into the ground more than half a foot, and then lifted the sword up again, and a sword hole appeared in the ground.
He then pulled out a box of matches from his bag and lit one with a click.
The flame burned brightly, and the third uncle put the flame on top of the sword hole.
The unexpected happened, and the flame flickered a few times and then went out with a pop.
"Third uncle, what's going on?"
The third uncle accepted the match and said in a deep voice: "Under this tree, there is all dead air, and this soil has no life at all, and there is no earth qi. Without the earth's energy, it is no wonder that the tree withered like this. There must be something down here, there are tools in the trunk of the car, take them and we'll dig them up. ”
I answered, went outside to the car, and got a set of digging tools. It is the kind of tools such as a simple folding sapper shovel, which is more portable, and the third uncle has always thrown it in the trunk, but he didn't expect it to come in handy at this time.
I held a sapper pickaxe, and the third uncle held a sapper shovel and worked together. The soil under the tree was very dry, not sticky, and it was not very difficult to dig, but after a while, we dug more than a foot deep.
When I dug in, I realized that all the roots of the tree were rotten.
After I had treated the roots, I simply uprooted the dead tree with a single force.
We dug down another two feet, a total of about a meter or so, and the third uncle suddenly shouted: "Yes, be careful." ”
We carefully cleared the surrounding dirt, and a box gradually came to light.
Seeing the box, I was pleasantly surprised: "Third uncle, this can't be the ocean or jewelry buried here by a rich man, right?" ”
The third uncle snorted coldly: "The dead air is coming out of this box, even if it is jewelry and the ocean, do you dare to use it?" Cut out the, put on cowhide gloves and dig up that box. ”
I nodded, and with a few more pickaxes down the box, gently lifted the box out of the ground.
Above the chest
There was still a lot of floating soil, and the third uncle glanced at me and asked, "Yangzi, test you, what do you think this box is made of?" ”
"It should be a copper box, right? As you said, copper can lock the soul, and generally things like this are made of copper boxes. I responded.
The third uncle nodded: "There is progress, it is worthy of being taught by me Li Dongbin." This is not in vain for my cultivation of you. ”
(End of chapter)
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