Chapter 271: Colorful Coffin (108)
As soon as I entered the hall, I was about to ask Chen Erbei to be careful, when I noticed that there was something wrong with his face, and I hurriedly said, "Try to breathe as little as possible!" ”
He nodded, put one hand over his nose, and followed behind me. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
Seeing this, I was afraid that the ghost flower would stimulate the dopamine in the brain, so I found a towel, dipped it in some water, tied it to my nose, and walked towards the colorful coffin.
According to my previous guess, the colorful coffin should be wrapped with a layer of wood, I first reached out and touched the coffin, the feeling of the hand was cool and cool, knocked hard, and a crisp sound came.
This made me stunned for a moment, if it was really wrapped in a layer of wood, the sound should not be so crisp.
Did I guess wrong?
In the light of this thought, I found a pig-killing knife, made a few gestures, and said a good word, roughly to say that I had no choice but to cut a small piece of wood, and I hoped that the dead would not be surprised.
After saying this, I pried a small piece at the edge of the coffin, not to mention, this pry, I immediately found the key to the problem, that is, the piece of wood I pried off was actually in the form of a sheet, that is, this piece of wood and the coffin itself are not one.
As soon as I found out about this situation, I was overjoyed, and continued to pry a small piece on the side, which was exactly the same as before, and I took a look.
I was a little confused, and couldn't help but praise, "What a beautiful coffin!" ”
I saw that the coffin was folded with silver light under the light, and it looked very good-looking, even a little dazzling.
Frankly speaking, I have never seen such a beautiful coffin in the industry for so long, reaching out and touching, slippery, soft, and touching, warm, and peculiar.
Ma De, that Wang Muyang is willing to sacrifice his blood in order to pit me, if I hadn't seen a similar introduction in the "Liuding Liujia Burial Sutra", I would probably use this colorful coffin as an ordinary coffin. If this is the case, I estimate that after a funeral, I don't know how many people will fall into a fantasy realm, let alone how many people will die in this funeral.
Afterwards, Chen Erbei and I each held a pig-killing knife and began to tinker on the coffin.
It took about 40 minutes, a brand new coffin appeared in front of us, only to see, this coffin is covered with silver light folds, similar to the size of ordinary coffins, the coffin head is carved with a white lotus, symbolizing the deceased's clean birth in the second half of his life, the coffin head is carved with a small seal on both sides of the eight big characters, the left is auspicious cloud (xian) Rui, the right is auspicious Lin Weifeng, the top position is a round red dot, about the size of an adult's palm.
The whole coffin gives people a sense of heaviness, and in fashionable terms, it is tall.
As soon as I saw the real body of the colorful coffin, I was a little puzzled, in ancient times, this kind of coffin was used to hold the corpses of extremely vicious people, but it was a lot of blood, and the economic value of this coffin was enough to buy five to eight ordinary coffins.
In particular, the workmanship of this colorful coffin can only be described by four words.
Looking at this colorful coffin, I was a little stunned, and couldn't help but praise a few good coffins, if it weren't for the existence of the five evils and ghost flowers in this colorful coffin, I even fantasized that when I got old, lying in such a coffin, it would not be in vain to walk in the world.
At this moment, You Tianming shouted to me at the door of the hall, "Ninth brother! ”
I turned my head and saw that he was about to come in, and I quickly stopped him from entering the hall and let him talk outside.
You Tianming didn't ask why, so he said: "Brother Jiu, the people are connected, plus my own people, there are a total of forty-nine suona craftsmen, my people can come over before 11 o'clock, and the other suona craftsmen are estimated to come over at about six o'clock tomorrow morning." ”
I hummed, I asked him to call so many suona craftsmen, just to make the funeral a little more lively, so let him wait outside first, and I plan to continue looking for ghost flowers.
As soon as I finished saying this, my mobile phone rang, and I took it out and saw that it was Lihuamei's phone, probably asking when we would go back to dinner.
Answering the phone, the pear blossom girl asked me: "Brother Chen Jiu, when will you come back, the meal is ready!" ”
I roughly calculated, this time is really hard to determine, the main thing is that the ghost flower must be found tonight, otherwise the whole funeral will not be able to continue at all, so I said: "Try to hurry!" ”
"Good!" The pear blossom girl snorted and said a few more words, roughly she cooked a lot of meals, all of which she cooked herself, so let's go back as soon as possible.
In this regard, I was also drunk, hung up the phone, and muttered: "What kind of nerves does this pear flower girl have, how can she cook us a big meal for no reason?" ”
Suddenly, Chen Erbei, who had never spoken, pulled me, stretched out his hand and pointed to the left side of the coffin, and made a few more gestures.
I looked at the place where he was fingering, and there was a strange carving, the size of a little finger.
Bending down to see, this carving is so weird, it is carved vertically, like a tree pole, and there are some slight forks next to it, like the state of trees sprouting in spring.
I reached out and felt that it was rough and dry, and it was a particularly clumsy position compared to the rest of the coffin, and it could even be said that it was the work of two people, the former by the master and the latter by the apprentice.
Discovering this, I pondered for a moment, touched the carving again, and became more and more puzzled in my heart, how could such a thing be carved inexplicably?
Could it be that this tree pole-like thing is a ghost flower?
That's not right! I remember that the ghost flower is very beautiful, and the description in the book is that the ghost flower is like a rose, fragrant like an osmanthus, and the branches are like an ancient pine, and what kind of thing is this tree pole in front of me.
Wait, is it... The person who tinkered with this colorful coffin, sympathy, did not place the ghost flower in the colorful coffin, but used the branches of the ghost flower as a specimen to inlay the colorful coffin.
If this is the case, the illusions we have encountered earlier can be explained.
The reason is that, as far as I know, the scent of the ghost flower can make people fall into a deep illusion, and it is difficult to get out of it spontaneously. And the illusions we encounter are all on our own, that is to say, the power of this ghost flower has not been fully released.
Otherwise, with the fragrance of ghost flowers, we can at least lose ourselves for most of the day, and even choose suicide when we are lost.
However, the situation is quite the opposite, and the aroma has only trapped us for a moment.
As soon as I thought of this, I immediately decided that this tree pole-like thing was probably the ghost flower we were looking for.
At that moment, I squatted down, lifted the wet towel on my nose, and sniffed at the tree pole, the aroma was so fragrant that I couldn't help but sneeze, my head was dizzy, and I almost fell, so frightened that I hurriedly covered my mouth with a wet towel! (To be continued.) )