Immediately afterwards, the eyelids of the man and the tiger slowly closed, and they became a statue with a stiff expression, standing motionless on the lid of the coffin.

I rushed forward in a few arrows, quickly pulled out a ball of red rope from the bag, divided it by two, and tied the Buddha statue and the small coffin together.

In this way, the Buddha statue is firmly fixed to the coffin, and as long as it does not move too much, it will not fall off easily.

"Double happiness, the demon baby has been suppressed?"

Wang Zhi and Du Zhenhai cautiously stepped forward, looking at the small coffin, always flashing with deep vigilance.

"Two brothers, don't worry, the demon baby will never be able to make another time in the future."

I reached out and wiped the sweat from my forehead and grinned at both of them.

After hearing what I said, the two of them were overjoyed, and they breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Double happiness, you and Lao Du are guarding the coffin first, and I'll go over there to see Abbot Huiyin."

After Wang Zhi dropped a sentence, the god turned around and walked towards the monks.

At this time, with the abbot Huiyin as the leader, the monks were sitting cross-legged on the ground, each with a sad meaning on their faces, and whispered the mantra around the three monks who had just died.

Wang Zhi walked to him quietly, shook his head and sighed, he couldn't bear to disturb them to chant the mantra, and he also sat cross-legged on the ground and held his breath, just looking at them quietly.

Because of this series of things, they all began to be born after the coffin was dug up by the sixth department, and in order to suppress the demon baby, it indirectly led to the death of three monks of Jinchan Temple one after another.

The death of three monks is not a trivial matter, and Wang Zhi, as the leader of the whole incident, must be inseparable.

Although he will not be involved in a life lawsuit, but if he does more or less, he will have to report to the top to explain the situation, and at least he will have to apply for a large amount of compensation to the monks of Jinchan Temple.

Du Zhenhai and I looked at each other a few times, and shook our heads, no one wants this kind of thing to happen, people can't be resurrected after death, but I hope that Abbot Huiyin and they can mourn and change as soon as possible.

The aftermath was handled by Wang Zhi, so I simply had nothing to do, so I took the small coffin in my hand and looked at it with interest.

This is the first time I've seen it up close.

The small coffin was glittering, heavy in the hand, and it seemed that it should be made of some kind of heavy metal.

In addition to the Big Dipper pattern on the lid of the coffin, the most striking thing is that the surface of the entire coffin is uneven, as if some kind of sharp weapon is used to deeply outline a series of strange symbols.

The symbols were strangely shaped, twisting and twisting, like worms crawling on them.

I think I'm well-informed, but I've never seen such a strange symbol so far.

Unconsciously, after staring at the symbol for a long time, I faintly felt touched by some mysterious power in my heart.

Even, even the primordial spirit in my mind began to move uncontrollably, as if awakened by this strange symbol, which immediately shocked me.

I vaguely felt that something was wrong, and quickly took my eyes off these strange symbols, and the movement of the primordial spirit gradually subsided.

"Hey, what is this?"

When I turned the coffin over with both hands, I suddenly saw a layer of dirt sticking to the bottom, and faintly, a few lines of indistinct small words were revealed.

"Brother Du, did you see these words when you dug up the coffin?"

I handed the small coffin to Du Zhenhai, stretched out my hand and pointed to the dirt to cover the part, and asked him.

"When I first dug it up, the whole coffin was covered in mud, and I really didn't pay attention to it." Du Zhenhai looked at it twice and shook his head, and then urged me: "Shuangxi, hurry up and wipe the soil clean, let's take a look at what is written on it." ”

Due to the age, the dirt had stuck firmly to the bottom of the coffin, and I stretched out my sleeve and wasted a lot of effort to clean the dirt.

After the incident, Du Zhenhai and I stared wide-eyed, and now there seemed to be a few lines of last words engraved at the bottom of the coffin.

The content written above is probably these: "Poor Dao Xuxuanzi, born in 1300, one day on the way to practice in the deep mountains, he suddenly heard that the hungry ghost Dao was refining the bloodthirsty demon baby for the imperial court, and wanted to use this demon to harm my Han compatriots. ”

"After several battles, he successfully eradicated all the remnants of the Hungry Ghost Dao, but he never expected that Chen Wannian, the thief, was dying and counterattacked, and actually released the bloodthirsty demon baby, and the poor Dao and the demon baby reluctantly sealed it after fighting the law, but unfortunately he was seriously injured and died, so he used the remaining mana to suppress the bloodthirsty demon baby, and entered the loess with the Xuan coffin."

"If the descendants appear in the coffin and the bones of the poor road, leave immediately, and the coffin shall not be opened, remember, remember!! Xuxuanzi, 1368, no pen! ”

After reading Xuxuanzi's last words, Du Zhenhai and I finally realized that we finally figured out the origin of the demon baby.

"Xuanxuzi said that he was born in 13oo years, and if you calculate the time, he should be a Taoist priest during the Yuan Dynasty." Du Zhenhai scratched his head and said.

I lowered my head and thought about it, and said thoughtfully: "That's right, Xuan Xuozi is indeed from the Yuan Dynasty, and the Taoist classics I have read are also recorded, which describe in the book that during the Yuan Dynasty in ancient China, there was really a hungry ghost Tao attached to the imperial court, rampant, and the common people. ”

"Hungry ghosts? Listening to the name, it is a big cult, no wonder it can drum up such a thing as a demon baby. Du Zhenhai gritted his teeth and said.

I nodded thoughtfully, Du Zhenhai is right, the Hungry Ghost Dao can indeed be called the number one cult in the world.

The Taoist texts I have read before have such a description, saying that the Tao of Hungry Ghosts was prevalent during the Yuan Dynasty, and the whole sect, regardless of men, women, and children, was extremely good at feeding a monster called the Demon Baby.

Speaking of refining demon babies, I have to talk about the sect leader of the Hungry Ghost Dao, Chen Wannian.

Chen Wannian, an outcast of Maoshan, became famous because he privately improved the Maoshan Taoist method into a harmful witchcraft, but he was also expelled from the school.

But I also have to say that this person is a great genius in the world, he used the authentic Maoshan technique, combined with mental hints, poisons, poisonous insects, and other endless means, kneaded and changed, and created a unique art.

That is, the famous head-lowering technique!

The so-called head lowering technique lies in the two words "descending" and "head".

"Descending" refers to the spell or medicine Gu method used by the caster.

The "head" refers to a person who has been persecuted by sorcery.

The caster uses the victim's birth date, numerology, name, permanent residence, hair, nails, etc. as incentives.

Combined with special Gu worms, poisons, ghosts, corpse oil, etc., as an introduction, after performing the evil spirit, it can have a serious impact on the victim's body and spirit, so as to achieve the purpose of killing, maiming the other party, and even controlling the other party.