Chapter 58: The demon coffin reappears

The black hole in the coffin is like a bottomless abyss, which wants to swallow people in one gulp, and they will never be reborn. However, the darkness before dawn had passed, and the east was bright, dispelling the darkness a lot, and faintly revealing the scene in the coffin, only to see a large humanoid cocoon in the coffin, wrapped in many silk-like things!

In the surprised gaze of Lao Liu and me, the humanoid cocoon moved for a moment, and then it writhed, broke a big hole, and a person came out of it!

When I saw that figure for the first time, I only felt as if I was choked by something, and I really had a thousand words in my heart, but a trace of bitterness came up! This figure is so familiar, the one who crawled out of the big cocoon of the hunchback coffin was actually a ghost hand, Mo Bingkun!

"You ......" I didn't know what to say for a while.

The ghost hand seemed to have been lying in the coffin for a long time, and even his muscles and bones were a little stiff, and when he crawled out of the coffin, his movements were slow, and the joints of his whole body crackled, like a rusty machine!

"Who are you?" The ghost hand glanced at me indifferently, and then turned his gaze to Lao Liu, his face could not show joy, anger and sorrow.

You! Be! Who!

These three big words were like a thunderbolt, reverberating in my mind, and I suddenly felt a wave of fear, which was very strange, like the heart palpitations caused by the loss of one of my most important relatives!

Lao Liu's face was cloudy, he looked at the Dragon King Well, and quietly took out a five-thunder talisman in his hand.

Ghost Hand glanced around, and when he saw the green lantern ghost woman, he paused, and turned his gaze to me again: "What about him?" ”

"Who?" I looked confused.

"Don't forget your promise." The ghost woman of the green lantern entered the sedan chair, left behind an ethereal word and left, all the time, she gave me the impression that in addition to being eerie and terrifying, it was ethereal and ethereal, which made people scratch their heads.

The ghost hand was stunned, and I clearly saw the shock in his eyes.

"You're going to the Rhino Ghost Village?" Ghost Hand asked, staring at me.

"Rhino ghost village?" I was dazed and puzzled.

Ghost Hand breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay, you have your way, but your path doesn't belong here, don't be swept up." ”

The doubts in my heart are getting more and more, why is the ghost hand in the hunchback coffin? What is the rhinoceros ghost village? Also, what does it mean that this path does not belong to me?

The warning to me when the ghost hand under the Fuso Sacred Tree entered the cave came back to my mind, he must have something important and dangerous to do, so he didn't want me to get involved.

But...... What is that?

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When the first rays of the morning sun completely tore through the sky, the whole village swept away the lifelessness of the night and came back to life. Looking at the mourning hall that had just been arranged, Uncle Lao Gen had faded all the colors and was framed into a black photo frame, which was only a square inch, as if even the memories of my childhood had been framed and turned gray.

Uncle Gen's death shrouded the whole village in a haze, the three of them had nothing to say, and they didn't know what they were thinking, but the Zhang sisters seemed to be very interested in the ghost hand, and they asked this and that, but they got the wrong object, who is the ghost hand, it is a fast stone head, he doesn't want to take care of you, even if you take off your clothes, he won't look at you. I glanced at the ghost hand several times out of the corner of my eye, interspersed with several words of desire, and finally, I took a deep breath:

"Ghost hand, ghost talisman...... I lost the ghost talisman......"

After speaking, I hurriedly shifted my gaze to the crooked-necked old tree not far away, not daring to look directly into the eyes of the ghost hand.

Ghost Hand still squinted, without any expression, as if asleep and didn't hear anything.

"If you lose it, you lose it, and someone will send it back."

Just when I wanted to speak again, the ghost didn't raise his eyes and said lightly.

Who will send it back? Weng Liang? Then what did he do with the ghost talisman? Or ask me to borrow it openly, will I still not give it? Although there are many questions, it seems that the ghost hand already has an answer, and seeing that he didn't mean what he said, I didn't ask any questions, and he wouldn't tell me anyway.

I first sent the ghost hand and Lao Liu home, explained to my parents, and went back to Uncle Lao Gen's house to help Zhang Luo, busy for a few hours, seeing that the arrangement was almost done, I was about to go back, but was stopped by Zhang Dazhu halfway, saying that I haven't seen you for a long time, it's rare to come back, I have to go to his house to drink two glasses, I have a lot of worries, and Zhang Dazhu, a childhood friend, has not been together for a long time, so I agreed.

The two entered the house, the sister-in-law made a few snacks, and the three of them drank tea and chatted, and couldn't help but talk about some things in the past.

"You guy, I haven't been back for a long time, why did you suddenly want to come back and have a look?" Zhang Dazhu took a peanut and put it in his mouth, and asked me while chewing.

"I'm tired of going outside, so I want to go home and see, the two of my family, thanks to you for taking care of them." I toasted him.

"That's it, it should be, it should be, besides, in fact, most of the time it's your father and mother who take care of us." Zhang Dazhu raised his neck and drank all the wine in the two or two glasses, waved his hand and continued.

I was inexplicably depressed, just drinking, and Zhang Dazhu had a word of pulling calves. Suddenly, Zhang Dazhu stretched his neck and leaned towards me, lowered his voice and said to me mysteriously: "Shi Yanzi, do you know what is under the Dragon King's Well?" ”

Isn't the dragon king well just a big well, since I can remember, the village people have gone there to fetch water, it is an old well that springs up from a mountain spring, in addition to water is water, it is difficult to have fish.

"No, no, no." Zhang Dazhu shook his head: "It's not a fish, it's a dragon!" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a thunderbolt suddenly sounded outside the house, and the sudden loud noise startled us.

The houses in the village have no windows, and Zhang Dazhu tilts his head, as if he can see the dark clouds outside through the wall.

"It's going to be a change......

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As soon as I stepped into the house, the raindrops the size of beans fell on the tiles and leaves, like the most primitive drum beat.

The room was very dark, the surroundings were very quiet, occasionally a lightning bolt struck, and the room was white, and I saw a person sitting quietly in a corner, the person had a complicated expression, as if he was thinking about something, his thin body was very thin, and the wooden chair seemed to be very empty.

"Daddy!" Even though I hadn't seen him in years, I recognized him at a glance: "It's raining, it's cold, you're sitting here like this." ”

My dad re-lit the extinguished cigarette gun and pointed to the chair opposite: "Shi Yanzi, you haven't been home for many years, come, let Dad take a good look." ”

I fumbled and turned on the light, took a dress from the back room and draped it over my father, then turned around and sat down on a chair opposite him, looking at the silver hair on my father's head and the furrows on his cheeks, my heart felt like I had been thrown into a jar of sour water, and my eyes couldn't help but feel a little hot.

yes, I haven't been home in years......

"You, sir...... Why did you come back......" My father touched my face and sighed deeply, I could hear the regret in his tone, a little puzzled, and asked, "What's wrong?" Daddy, you are here, no matter what happens, I will definitely come back, because you are here, because this is my home, my roots! ”

My father seemed to have aged a lot all of a sudden, but the sadness in his expression was gone: "Come, tell my father how he has been doing these years, wandering outside alone, and suffering a lot." ”

I stepped forward and held my father's calloused hand: "No, I have made a lot of friends outside, ghost hands, Lao Liu, they are all very good to me, we are brothers in life and death, and we have a lifelong friendship, so the two sisters of the Zhang family also saved my life......

I briefly talked about what happened after I left home, I talked about how I met the ghost hand and Lao Liu, as well as some strange places and some incredible things I encountered with the ghost hand Lao Liu, and finally talked about what we encountered in the toad pond of the tomb of the Dian King in Yunnan.

My father listened silently on the side, and when he heard that we entered the underground passage of the Qingshui Village Mountain Temple, he held his breath, and when he heard that Lao Liu rescued me from the nine-story black tower, he breathed a sigh of relief for the rest of his life, and when he heard that I used the Luban forbidden book hacking mechanism he taught to successfully escape, his face couldn't help showing a touch of pride and joy, and when I heard that I was experiencing life and death in a dream of Fusang, his anxious forehead and green tendons flared up, until I talked about waking up and finding myself lying in the hospital, and when I looked at him again, he took a long breath, and his forehead was already beads of sweat......

He listened to me silently, listening very carefully and fascinated, as if he wanted to go through the life and death tests again and again on my behalf, and it was thrilling again and again. It wasn't until I finished speaking, he didn't speak for a long time, and the cigarette gun in his hand had been extinguished for some time, that I noticed a faint sobbing sound coming from the door, it was my mother, who had been listening at the door.

"Shi Yanzi, you ...... Have you gone to the tomb of King Dian?! My father came back to his senses and looked me in the eye and asked.

"Hmm." I nodded

"The ghost is on you?" Father's brow immediately raised.

"No, I lost it......" My voice immediately lowered. Who knew that the father smiled suddenly: "It's good to lose it, it's good to lose it!" ”

I was a little puzzled, my father was very strict, and taught me since I was a child that a gentleman must do what he says, and he must do what he promises others, but what happened today......

"Shi Yanzi, you don't have to worry about the ghost rune, not only that, you don't have to get involved in all the things that have anything to do with the ghost rune, don't be involved!" My father said to me with a serious face, "Also, you will leave tomorrow, leave this village, and never come back!" ”

"Why?" I was a little incredulous.

"You will also have a lot of the first half of the Luban book, but when I taught it to you, I removed some things from the civil feng shui pattern, and you have grown a lot over the years, and you may have seen the unusualness of this village."

My father didn't answer my question directly, he turned his head to look at my incredulous expression, nodded and said in a deep voice: "That's right, all the houses in our village are built according to the tombs of the dead, to put it bluntly, the houses we live in are all yin houses, and this village is a dead man's village!" ”