Yang Yan and the others heard me shouting, as if they didn't understand what I meant, so they asked me, "Brother Jiu, what's wrong?" ”

"Get on your knees! Get on your knees! I shouted as I knelt down towards the coffin and quickly kowtowed. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

When Yang Yan saw my movements, he finally understood, and knelt down in a daze, and then Li Jiangang and Feng Zhaoyu knelt down with them.

After all of us knelt down, I looked up slightly at the top of the multicolored coffin, and found that the flame was getting bigger and bigger, and it was about to burn, which made my whole nerves tense, Made, if the pattern burned, the whole multicolored coffin would burn.

What to do?

You can't just watch the colorful coffin burn in front of us, right?

For a moment, I didn't know what to do.

That Yang Yan trembled, and asked me intermittently: "Brother Jiu, what the hell is this coffin, how can it spontaneously combust?" ”

I didn't know how to answer his question, and when I said I didn't know, I was about to get up, but before I could get up, a cool breeze came into my mouth coldly, and I couldn't help but shiver.

As this cool breeze got into my mouth, I felt very uncomfortable, especially my left chest seemed to have a nameless fire burning, hot and painful, I wanted to lift my clothes to see, but I found that my brain became like a paste at this moment, and I could even clearly feel what fluid was flowing in my brain.

I 'groaned' in my heart, it's over, why am I going to turn into blood?

At this thought, I began to feel scared from the bottom of my heart, and my hands and forehead were covered with sweat.

That Yang Yan grabbed my clothes, pulled hard, and said in a trembling voice: "Brother Jiu, what's wrong with you, why are you pale and sweating?" ”

Resisting the fear, I stopped him and made them kneel on the ground and kowtow, while I stood up and walked over to the offering table at the end, which for me was my only hope of survival.

Maybe the colorful coffin was too strange, or maybe it was because my limbs were not controlled by my brain, and I only took three steps, and I felt that the colorful coffin was rotating, and then I felt that the whole offering table was rotating, Yang Yan and they were also rotating, and in the end, even the walls were rotating.

I know, it's not that they're spinning, it's that my brain is out of control.

Am I really going to die?

Thinking of Song Qianxi's tragic situation before they died, I was afraid, really afraid, gritted my teeth, and walked towards the tail of the coffin.

Yang Yan saw that I was unable to move, and tried to get up to help me several times, but I stopped me.

Trembling to the end of the coffin, I could feel that I was unsteady under my feet, and my whole brain was in a very strange state, with bean-sized drops of sweat trickling down.

I first bit my tongue, the sharp pain made my brain a little clearer, and then I took the three pillars of incense and lit it, waved at the eight paper figures, and said sharply: "The sky is unmohy, the earth is untaboo, yin and yang are untaboo, there are no taboos, please God today, good luck." ”

After saying this, I originally wanted to insert the three pillars of incense into the incense cup on the table, but the limbs were not controlled at all, and in desperation, I had to put the fragrance next to the table, bent down towards the eight paper figures, and continued to read: "The sun rises and the sky is bright, the feet are on the clouds and the head is below, the five Buddhas and Taoists are on the head, and the three flowers are gathered on the top of the door, I am the disciple of Taishang Laojun Chen Jiu is also, today I hit the horse and came to the front of the hall, calling the fairy family to listen to the words, and take a grass to suppress the wind and cold." ”

Saying that, I subconsciously made a gesture to the side, meaning to smoke, it is worth mentioning that this cigarette is not for me to smoke, but for Lu Dongbin and other immortals to smoke, to put it bluntly, it is the immortal family descends to earth, and the cigarette is an introduction. (In many areas, there is a saying that the immortals go down to give cigarettes.) ）

What made me depressed was that I completely forgot that Lang Gao was not on the side, so I shouted to Yang Yan, "Changmao, bring a cigarette." ”

Yang Yan reacted quickly, stood up, walked over to me, took out a cigarette and handed it to me.

I stopped and gestured to him for eight cigarettes.

Yang Yan came to his senses, and hurriedly took out eight cigarettes and put them on the table, and then took out a cigarette and handed it to me, asking me, "Brother Jiu, what else do you need?" ”

I shook my head, I had no strength at all, and if it weren't for the obsession in my heart, I had no doubt that I would have fallen, and perhaps as a certain philosopher said, human potential is unlimited.

At that time, I was really collapsed, and the reason why I was able to continue to stir up that invitation to God was because of that obsession.

To get back to the point, when Yang Yan saw that I didn't speak, he stood next to me, stared at me with his eyes tight, and asked me a few words, roughly asking if I could persevere.

I didn't speak, this is not a question of whether I can persist at all, but I must persevere, otherwise, I can only follow in the footsteps of Song Qianxi and others and turn into blood.

Just as this thought came to my mind, I felt a feeling of dizziness in my head again, which made my eyes blur my vision, I was in a hurry, and I didn't know where I got the strength, so I lit the cigarette in my hand, and because my body was so tired that I couldn't even smoke hard, I could only take two symbolic puffs.

In the eyes of our eight immortals, these two puffs of smoke are called, please take two puffs, which means that if you smoke two puffs, the immortal family will also descend to earth.

After taking two puffs of cigarettes, I looked stunned and said to Yang Yan intermittently: "Long hair, sprinkle that ghost sorrow on the eight paper figures." ”

Speaking of this ghost sorrow, it is a kind of arbor, its fruit is called soapberry, the old custom is to collect some ghost sorrow branches and leaves to wear or hang on the gate, there is the effect of warding off evil spirits, more importantly, this ghost sorrow involves a myth, and this myth happens to be related to the holy place of our coffin bearer, 'Penglai Wonderland'.

According to the historical records, on the cliff on the right side of the red rock, there is an unknown ancient tree, the branches and leaves are luxuriant, the four seasons are evergreen, stretch up the Tianhan, overlook the river pool, its scenery is picturesque, fascinating. I don't know what year, the lark from the "Penglai" fairyland to the root of the sacred tree, fly to the ethereal shore of Chiyan, see the beautiful scenery, actually sang happily.

As soon as he opened his mouth, the roots of the sacred tree immediately fell between the rock crevices and stone crevices, and fell into the soil to take root. In the future, the rain and dew moistened and grew into a towering tree. Since the climb is inaccessible to tourists, it has become a paradise for larks to jump.

No, it arouses the envy of the water ghost in the river, and it also wants to climb the ancient tree to see the top scenery. The water ghost just touched the trunk of the tree, immediately lightning and thunder, wind and waves, the water ghost fell into the deep pool, because of this allusion, the descendants called the tree "ghost sorrow". (To be continued.) )