However, I guess that this red coffin should not be a disaster, because the Sanpo Gangzi is not a shady place at all, and this coffin should have been dug up by those bandits from other places and buried in Sanpo Gangzi.

And they should have opened the coffin, in order to prevent the leakage of evil gas, they also used cinnabar lacquer coffin to suppress it, but it didn't look like this.

But there has been no famine in Sanpo Gangzi.

After those bandits moved out of Sanpo Gangzi, others moved in, and they just said that this place was haunted, and Bacheng was a demon made of this red coffin.

I quietly analyzed these things with Li Qianwu, saying that this coffin can't be a disaster, and the possibility of being vicious is not great, but there is still a certain danger, and this kind of money is not easy to take.

But as soon as Li Qianwu's big eyes slipped, he said, it's okay, it's not easy to take it, anyway, we don't need to take it, just let the old man try it!

Speaking of this, Li Qianwu still looks like an uncle who doesn't care much, looking at this way, even if this old man is cursed to death by the corpse, he will not feel the slightest guilt, and he has to reluctantly say that he was given the opportunity to be cursed by the corpse.

This man's thick skin is really scary.

I asked the old man and the young man to sit in the room for a while, brewed some tea, and chatted without saying a word.

From these two people, I learned that this old man's name is Zhen Jiu, and like my grandfather, he is also a Mr. Yin and Yang, but he is mixed in the city.

And the young man's surname is Zhang, his family is very rich, and he runs a lot of business in the county seat and the surrounding towns, and he also accidentally heard that there is a treasure in the Sanpo Gangzi, so he wanted to dig it up.

But there are too many yellow skins, please Ding Younian to come and see it, saying that he wants to dig up treasures, and he has to clean the yellow skin first, or the soil is not easy to move, so there is such a thing as setting fire to drive away the skin nest.

He mentioned this matter by himself, and I felt a wave of disgust in my heart, so I changed the topic and asked these two people why they wanted to enter Yaershan.

But when I asked about it, the two of them looked at each other, so they bowed their heads and drank tea, and stopped talking.

Li Qianwu couldn't hold it back, so he asked the two of them, if there are treasures in this Ya'er Mountain?

was asked tightly by this goods, and this old man Zhen could only reply very reluctantly, maybe?

Seeing that he didn't want to say it, Li Qianwu twisted his nose, he was not happy, but he couldn't do it.

At noon, when it was almost twelve o'clock, the old man stood up and said that he could go and open the coffin.

Hearing this, Li Qianwu and I, as well as the young man, all sat on the edge of the kang and did not move.

Old man Zhen looked at me and said again, "You can open the coffin." ”

The young man nodded.

I snorted.

Li Qianwu said directly, "Then why don't you go quickly?" ”

This old man Zhen was immediately stunned, looked at me and asked, does this mean let him go alone?

I didn't even squeak.

The old man wandered around the house for a while with a bitter face, and then went out by himself.

I quickly got up, went to the door of the outhouse, pushed open a little crack, and looked outside.

Li Qianwu and the young man also squeezed over to look out.

I saw that the old man Zhen circled around the coffin several times, touching and knocking, and came back after a while.

When I entered the house, I said that the incantation on the lid of the coffin looked like it was newly painted, and asked if I had drawn it.

I thought about it and said no, but he didn't believe it, so he didn't deny it, anyway, it was the ability that my grandfather taught, and there was nothing I couldn't see.

Who knows, the old man then asked again, what is it painted with, it is not cinnabar, and it does not look like rooster blood.

Being asked by him, my heart suddenly became nervous, probably because I ate that Hu Sanye's baby bump, and my blood became able to exorcise evil spirits.

However, the less people know about this matter, the better, this is like Tang monk's meat, and he is guilty, I have seen this word in it.

Li Qianwu looked at me, and without waiting for me to speak, he shook his voice and said, "That's the blood of my big black dog, you old man, what are you thinking?" I can tell you, you are willing to help us open the coffin, don't want to use my blood. ”

Hearing this, the old man Zhen squinted his old eyes, but he didn't say anything more, and went back to the courtyard to open the coffin.

When the old man left, Li Qianwu was still reminding him not to pry the coffin lid into pieces, saying that it could be sold for money.

The young man disdainfully said that Li Qianwu had never seen the world, and said that when he saw the contents of the coffin, he would not think that the broken coffin was a valuable object.

I looked back at this person, although they had not dug up this coffin, but this person seemed to have known what was in the coffin, even if he accidentally heard that there was a treasure in Sanpo Gangzi, he couldn't know much detail.

Unless, the person who told him that he had a treasure was the one who buried the treasure back then, but how many years has it been?

Thinking in my heart, I didn't ask too much, and looked at the courtyard again.

I saw that this old man Zhen stood in front of the big red coffin, took off his shirt, then took cinnabar, raised his hand and drew a charm in front of him.

Li Qianwu slapped me with his elbow and asked in a low voice, what is he doing? Is it also on the body, this coffin has not been opened yet, why do you draw a spell on yourself?

I told him that the old man drew the Tiangang True Yang Talisman, which is said to be able to hold the yang and repel the yin, and has the effect of suppressing evil and driving away evil, and my grandfather can also draw this talisman.

Li Qianwu took it seriously, asking me if it was real or fake, and asked me if I could paint.

I smiled and didn't speak.

I can draw this talisman, but who knows if it is true or false in the line of Mr. Yin and Yang? To say that it works, maybe you are deceiving yourself.

Just give yourself a boldness.

Seeing that I was pulling the corners of my mouth and didn't speak, Li Qianwu's big eyes suddenly narrowed, and he scolded, "fooling Lao Tzu again." ”

I ignored him.

At this time, the old man Zhen in the courtyard had already finished drawing the spell and pried open the red coffin with the big iron hammer.

Don't look at this old man, he is lean and lean, he is not young, but this physique is really good, a skinny body, and he can even burst out a little tendon meat, which is quite energetic to look at.

Pry open the coffin, push hard, the coffin lid clattered, and it fell to the ground.

Immediately, the old man also jumped backwards violently, and opened a large distance from the big red coffin.

This Li Qianwu was immediately unhappy, feeling sorry for his coffin lid, and howling that this fall, thousands of them will be gone.

The old man Zhen in the courtyard didn't say anything, and took out a small bronze mirror from the backpack on his body, and a small wooden figure with his birthday written on it.

As soon as he glanced at the wooden man, Li Qianwu was stunned, and hurriedly picked it up in front of the door.

Although Li Qianwu doesn't understand these gods and ghosts, as a corpse bearer, he still has some necessary skills, especially this trick of being a stand-in.

Whether it's lying to yourself or to a ghost, when you encounter some dead corpses, you always have to use them.

At this time, seeing that the old man Zhen took out a small stand-in, this Li Qianwu asked, who is the eight characters on the little wooden man?

He asked the young man this, but this person and Old Man Zhen are only in a cooperative relationship, so where will he know?

So, I told Li Qianwu that it might be his own eight characters, saying that people who do this business all year round will have this kind of thing ready to prevent disasters at critical moments.

Of course, blocking a disaster is not the same as blocking an injury.

When Li Qianwu heard this, he couldn't help but smack his mouth twice, saying that this thing can still be used like this?

I hurriedly reminded him, telling him not to mess around, saying that if he didn't get it right, he might not be able to stop the disaster, and it would attract dirty things.

Li Qian was five o'clock and didn't say anything more.

At this time, Old Man Zhen had already raised his hand and threw the little wooden figure into the coffin, and then walked over very cautiously, put the small bronze mirror, the mirror side down, and leaned into the coffin.

Suddenly, the old man's face was not good-looking.

We were far away and in a bad position, so we couldn't see what was reflected on the little bronze mirror, but we soon learned that the old man was afraid that he would not be able to cure the contents of the coffin.

Because the wooden figure stand-in he threw into the coffin was thrown out again.

This is scary enough, not to mention that the corpse in this coffin should not be like a zombie, just say, it's daylight, what the hell is here, not even afraid of the midday sun?

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