Chapter 2: Pulling the Nail of Life
The girl saw Brother Han's stunned expression and laughed. The sound is wonderful, as sweet as spring water, as crisp as a silver bell.
Brother Han noticed his gaffe, and hurriedly bowed down to salute: "Brother Han, villain, meet Miss." Seeing this, the girl smiled and said, "Brother Han doesn't have to be polite. ”
The girl knew that Brother Han didn't know her identity, so she reported to her family: "I am Zhao Fanxing, the daughter of the general of the auxiliary country." I chose you for this mission, and I hope Brother Han won't let me down. Brother Han was sincerely frightened, and hurriedly gave another salute.
Brother Han had heard of the general's daughter a long time ago. Zhao Fanxing, when he was born, the sky was full of colorful clouds, a hundred flowers bloomed, a hundred birds sang together, and the fragrance lingered around the house for several days. This girl will not cry when she is born, she will only laugh, and the mother who delivered the baby tried her best not to make the eldest lady cry, but giggled even more.
When the news of these wonders reached the palace, the emperor immediately summoned Qingtianjian to ask what this omen meant? Qingtianjian pinched his fingers and calculated, and immediately reported to the emperor that this woman was a phoenix.
The emperor understood, and hurriedly issued an order to assist the general's mansion, give countless treasures, and crown Zhao Fanxing as the crown princess, and the marriage can be completed after the marriage.
Zhao Fanxing was taken away that night, leaving only a note: return the eldest lady after 14 years. The whole government was shocked, the emperor was furious, and the whole country wanted the thief who kidnapped Zhao Fanxing, but it was unsuccessful for a long time.
In the following year, the General's Mansion received two pictures, both of which depicted a little girl, one beautiful like a fairy, and the other ordinary.
After looking at the paintings, the general put the two paintings in the safest place, and no outsiders knew about them, but every year the girls in the paintings were growing up.
Fourteen years later, fourteen-year-old Zhao Fanxing returned. With a snow wolf and a small beast, she looks ordinary, has a boy-like personality, never cares about dressing up, makes friends, has three religions and nine streams, and everyone has it. No one knows where she has gone or what she has learned in the past fourteen years!
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Fanxing motioned for Brother Han to bring tools and follow her, abandoned the car and walked to the depths, leaving Dabai and Xiaopi to stay where they were, watching the car.
Fanxing stroked his right index finger a few times, and a hidden white jade ring was revealed on his index finger, and a golden transparent compass slowly rose out in front of the ring, about twenty centimeters in size.
What is presented above is a map of the distribution of the starry sky in the universe, and the stars stroked it on the compass again, and the starry sky on the compass disappeared, and a gossip page appeared, with a pointer swinging in the middle.
Fanxing took Brother Han and walked in the direction of the pointer for about a quarter of an hour, and stopped. With a flick of his right hand, the compass was gone, and the ring was gone.
"Brother Han, it's here."
In front of it is an empty field, not a small area, unlike other places where there are graves everywhere.
By the moonlight of the fifteenth, it was clear that there was a big red coffin that had not been buried in the empty space, and the coffin lid was placed horizontally on top of the coffin and was not covered. From time to time, there are gusts of wind, blowing up the sand on the ground, and layers of fog are surging around, and the more you look at it, the more weird it becomes!
Fanxing looked around, he already had a plan in his heart, and then looked at Brother Han, if a person is afraid, when he is afraid, he will show that his body trembles, his hands and feet are cold, his eyes are free, his heart is racing, his breath is short, his voice is trembling, and in severe cases, he will cry or behave out of control.
At this time, Brother Han didn't have any fear, all he saw in his eyes was a new environment, a little curious, and the stars appreciated it very much.
She didn't ask Brother Han if he was afraid, and went straight to the point, pointing to the coffin, "Brother Han, in the coffin in front of you is a man who has died horizontally, he has a great grievance and has nowhere to appeal, and his soul cannot enter the six realms of reincarnation."
In the past two hundred years, his hatred has slowly devoured all his humanity, harming countless people, and has long turned into a powerful ghost, this coffin has been eroded by the qi of the powerful ghost for a long time, and it belongs to the most yin thing, and it can be regarded as the king of this area. (Ghost King, it's not qualified enough)
I need the nails on this coffin. Fanxing looked at Brother Han head-on.
Brother Han's expression can be called very dramatic, he thinks that the eldest lady is telling a story, and he feels a little funny, could it be that the eldest lady has heard too many ghost stories and wants to practice it herself, or is this eldest lady crazy and delusional!! Rich people are willful!
"I don't care what you're thinking, you just listen carefully to every word I say."
When Brother Han saw the eldest lady's positive color, he quickly put away the messy thoughts in his heart and became serious.
"You have to remember, keep walking, don't look to both sides, don't look into the coffin when you get to the coffin, pull out the shou nail as quickly as possible, run back quickly when you get the shou nail, no matter what happens behind you, don't look back.
Everyone has two life lamps on their shoulders, and if you turn around, your life lamp will go out and your life will be lost.
I'm waiting for you a hundred meters away, as long as you run to me desperately, I'll keep you fine, remember. ”
After a pause, he continued, "Can the old mother at home settle down? Fanxing asked this sentence to make Brother Han think of and worry at the moment of crisis.
Brother Han also realized the danger through the words of the stars, the eldest lady will not say this for no reason, it is better to pay attention. Brother Han nodded solemnly, "The old mother at home has settled down, please rest assured, the villain will go now!" Brother Han picked up the sack on the ground and walked to the big red coffin!
The more I walked, the heavier my feet became, there seemed to be a wall in front of me blocking the road, so I could only lean forward and push forward with my shoulders, step by step was more and more difficult, and the cold wind blew on the skin like a knife cutting, and it hurt badly.
Brother Han was surprised, there was an empty field, where did the resistance come from? I finally walked to the coffin, and I was already soaking wet. I thought it was really evil!
wiped the sweat on his face with his left hand, threw the sack on his right shoulder on the ground, took out the tools for pulling the nails from the sack, and touched the coffin, which was a fir coffin very heavy.
This coffin did not hold a resignation ceremony, so the three-inch long big nail with an eight-flute copper cap will be exposed an inch outside, and there are a total of seven Shou nails, Brother Han began to look for the place of Shou Nail, he remembered that Fanxing said that he couldn't look into the coffin, so he concentrated on only looking at Shou Nail, and began to work.
Pulling the nails from the wood made a creaking sound, Brother Han has been doing farm work for a long time, and his arms are full of strength, and it is not effortless to pull the nails.
Fanxing kept staring at Brother Han's every move, and then held the demon subjugation seal in his left hand, and drew a talisman in the air with a sword finger in his right hand, each stroke emitted a golden light, and the drawn talisman stopped in the air like that, a total of seven talismans.
Brother Han has pulled out three shou nails, and put them in his pocket for each one. At the sixth root, the coffin began to tremble slightly, the surrounding wind became stronger and stronger, the sound became more and more terrifying, and Brother Han sped up.
At the seventh root, the coffin was bumped up, and the sound of bones creaking and moving was faintly heard, the fog was rising, and a biting chill was transmitted from the head to the toes, and Brother Han shivered unconsciously.
"Not good! ”