Okay, let's go. ”

Lingzheng reached over to me, interrupting my train of thought, and I pretended to cough a few times, shaking off the shy scenes in my mind.

On the pitch-black coffin, ghost candles were lit.

The ghost candle was only lit eight, and Lingzheng said that this was the ghost candle that lit the Bagua Array and pressed down the Shuangyi Array, so the latter coffin in the west corner was the exit.

We walked to the front of the coffin, and Ling Zheng put his hands on the lid of the coffin, and slowly exerted force, and the lid of the coffin was slowly opened...... Suddenly, a dark red smoke came out of it, and gradually took on the shape of a long-haired woman, and slowly the smoke became redder and redder......

Lingzheng was still pushing the lid of the coffin, and I was so nervous that my heart was almost in my throat.

After the smoke turned red, it slowly dissipated in mid-air, and I watched this scene in amazement, not knowing what was going to happen next, my palms were drenched in fine sweat, and I even subconsciously held my breath.

Boom Boom Boom ......

The sound of coffin boards moving echoed through the spacious mourning hall.

Suddenly!

A blood-red hand poked out of the coffin, and its five fingers stretched out, reaching out in front of me, almost grabbing my face, I was frightened, screaming and falling backwards, and the spirit forehand quickly grabbed my shoulder, and at the same time led me backwards. The bloody hand inside the coffin reached around, and the wrist turned 180 degrees, as if the bones had softened.

Lingzheng sacrificed the golden dragon pestle and looked at it coldly.

The wrist of the bloody hand grew thicker and thicker, like a fat meat worm, and the five fingers were like tentacles that grew on the top of the fat bug's head.

I looked at the hand in a panic: "Lingzheng, isn't this the way out?" ”

Ling Zheng replied lightly: "This is where the birth gate of the Liangyi Array is located, and this coffin should be left for himself by the owner of this factory." He understands occult arts, and knows that before the coffin is buried, the surname is engraved on the northwest side of the coffin, and the northwest side is the ghost gate, which can lead the soul in the coffin straight into the yin division and not be invaded by other things. He raised his hand and pointed to the corner of the coffin, "Look here." "I took a closer look, and there was a small seal engraved with the word "Yin".

I asked, "The owner of this factory is surnamed Yin?" ”

Lingzheng nodded.

The hand in the coffin slowly stretched out and reached for me. Lingzheng grabbed the golden dragon pestle and rushed forward, the golden dragon pestle smashed on the bloody hand, smashing the bloody hand into the coffin, and then Lingzheng flew up and kicked on the coffin lid, closing the coffin lid.

The action is like flowing water, all in one go.

As soon as the lid was closed, there was a sudden violent noise inside the black coffin, and it seemed that someone was knocking on it to get out.

I took out the Qingming ruler: "Lingzheng, the coffin is closed, is the door also sealed?" ”

"This is indeed where the door of life is, but the way out is not in the coffin, but ......" Ling Zheng said this, paused, looked firmly under the coffin, and continued, "Under the coffin. ”

"Under the coffin?"

Lingzheng said unhurriedly: "First seal the contents of the coffin, and then remove it, the way out is under the coffin." I understood, nodded, and Lingzheng said to me lightly: "First year, give me a peach wood nail." I hurriedly took out the remaining peach wood nails and handed them to Ling Zheng, who jumped on the coffin, stood upside down, and nailed the peach wood into the four corners of the coffin.

Later, I asked Lingzheng what the situation was, and Lingzheng said that this is called reversing yin and yang.

The coffin is an extremely yin thing, and people stand for yang, and touching yin with yang will inevitably cause greater movement, so Lingzheng will nail the peach wood nail upside down, so that the yin energy inside will not clash with the yang energy.

The spirit continued to stand upside down, his hands moving rapidly, and in ten seconds or so, several complex handprints were formed.

"The first day of junior high school, the red line, the longest one."

"Oh, here we are."

I hurriedly handed the thread to Lingzheng, and he took the thread and crisscrossed it around the black coffin. The red threads are like a large net, forming a diamond-shaped lattice, tightly surrounding the coffin. After wrapping it, Ling Zheng went down and down from the coffin, bit his finger, and drew a blood talisman in the air, imprinting the blood talisman on the coffin.

Fu Yi stuck to the coffin and immediately burst into flames.

With a "boom", a raging fire ignited on the coffin, and the sound of banging constantly came from the coffin, which was very violent. In the light of the coffin, bursts of black smoke came out of the cracks in the coffin board, accompanied by bursts of stench, the smell of dog poop soaked in cat urine and fermented for a few days in August.

The fire burned for two or three minutes and was extinguished.

The sound inside the coffin stopped, and the coffin was burned by the fire so much that there was no trace of burning.

Many evil things are afraid of fire, because fire is the most yang thing, so in the past, what was generally done, the old school practice is to tie up and burn with fire, now cremation is popular, and it is also rumored that the soul of the person is burned. However, there are some things that cannot be extinguished by fire, otherwise, there would be no burned ghosts to come out and ask for their lives. I've encountered the burned ghost a few times, and I'll talk about that later.

I asked Lingzheng what was in this coffin? Lingzheng replied to me that it was a ghost in red.

In fact, the red-clothed ghost is not a ghost who wears red clothes and dies, but a person who dies with a very strong grudge and dies, and when he dies, his blood coagulates, his skin is red, and he looks like he is wearing a red dress. Therefore, the red clothes can be said to be red-skinned, and another name for the red-clothed ghost in our Xuanmen is the red-skinned ghost.

Spirit is removing the coffin, and there is a dark cave under the coffin, and there are stairs going down from the cave.

It was dark below, and we could only see a short section of the staircase with the help of the light of the night pearl overhead, and farther away, we couldn't see the end, and we didn't know where it led underneath.

But Lingzheng said that this is the way to live, and it is right to go on.

"First year of junior high school, don't be afraid, follow me." Lingzheng took the lead.

I followed behind Lingzheng, subconsciously trying to pull the corner of Lingzheng's clothes, but I felt a strong muscle. - Forgot that Lingzheng didn't wear a shirt. - My face was hot, I lowered my head, Lingzheng probably sensed that I was a little embarrassed, and reached back and grabbed me directly.

We walked down the stairs together, and because it was dark, we walked very slowly.

After walking for about five minutes, we walked a dozen steps on a flat road, and then the stairs began to slowly extend upwards. We walked up the stairs step by step, and after walking for about ten minutes, we came to a stone chamber.

A cave is connected to a cave here, and this stone chamber was rebuilt directly from the cave.

The stone chamber is not big, there is a glowing stone hanging on the top, I looked carefully, it is not the night pearl, what is the specific material, we are not very clear.

The stone chamber was empty, except for a large blood-red chest.

Lingzheng raised his hand to count, and after a while told me that there was no formation in this stone room, and as he spoke, he reached out and opened the big blood-red box, I was curious, stretched my neck to look, and the moment the box was opened, I saw a white-faced woman, her two eyes staring straight at me. I was startled, took a few steps back, and sat down on the ground, my hands shaking unconsciously.

Lingzheng turned to me and asked me what was wrong? There is nothing dangerous here. I took a deep breath and got up from the ground, feeling ridiculous.

I was really frightened when I saw such a terrible white-faced woman just now, but after thinking about it, the white-faced woman didn't look like a real person, but like a paper person. I slowly walked over to Lingzheng, looked inside the box again, and realized that I had seen it wrong, it was not a corpse, but a white-faced woman made of paper.

"Lingzheng, this paper figure looks so familiar......" I looked at the white-faced woman, and a hint of strangeness flashed in my heart.

I steadied myself and looked again, the white paper woman's hair and eyebrows were rubbed with a thick layer of white powder, but the two sides of the face were smeared with round red rouge, she was wearing a big red wedding dress, exactly the same as the dress of the yin ghost, the appearance of the paper man was painted vividly, so it looked very weird. "Lingzheng, this white-faced woman is simply carved out of the same mold as the Yin Ghost, what's going on?"

Ling Zheng replied: "Zhao Tianming is the Yin Ghost who was taken away from here. ”

"But why is there a 'Yin Ghost'?" The previous shadow ghost was a ghost, and now this ghost is a paper man, what the hell is going on?

Lingzheng took the white paper woman out of the box, and the white paper woman scattered all at once, scattering into a pile of black ash.

I watched in amazement, my jaw dropping to the ground.

Lingzheng explained to me, "This is the spirit of the Yin Ghost. ”

"It's a spirit."

The spirit body refers to the fact that after death, a person becomes a soul, and the soul finds a parasitic place, and this parasitic place is the "spirit body" of the soul, and when the real "body" of the soul is burned, the spirit automatically loses its effect. - The ghost was just a small baby girl before she died, and after she died, she was taken up by someone and put it in the body of this paper-tied woman, forming a spirit body. Later, the soul in this spirit body slowly grew up, and it grew exactly like this paper figure, and Zhao Tianming took out the soul in the spirit body, put it in a coffin, and transported it to our Nanwu Village.

With this analysis, everything goes smoothly.

I think that the person who took the ghost of Yin must be the owner of the factory surnamed Yin, maybe the person surnamed Yin still has a connection with Zhao Tianming, and when we go out, we can follow Zhao Tianming's clue to find out the surname Yin.

After the spirit was taking out the spirit of the Yin Ghost, I saw that there was still a black cloth in the red box, so I lifted the black cloth in curiosity.

Suddenly, I smelled a strong smell of meat, and two pieces of red meat appeared in my sight.

Is that...... Flesh on a woman's breasts?