Coffin!

I frowned, and looked in the direction the horse boy was pointing towards the lobby of the courtyard, and saw a thumping sound in the dark room, as if something was kicking the head of the bed.

After Chen Shijun heard the movement, he hurriedly picked up the tactical flashlight and shone it into the house, and the black and red coffin that was originally parked on the bench stood up like a person at this time.

Chen Shijun stared at the coffin for a while before he asked nervously, "Isn't he coming out?" ”

I will also be stunned, on one side is the strange white mist, on the other side is the coffin of the diaphragm, and it is not only Luo Honglin who sleeps on the sound, the coffins in the other rooms are all moving.

At the same time, Han Xianzhi slapped his chest violently, and blood gushed out of his mouth, staining the strangely postured idol on the altar in front of him.

"With my essence and blood, please fire god immortal again!"

Wipe!

After doing it for a long time, he didn't even ask the ancestor to move!

The flickering and trembling of the burning bonfire, blown by the mountain wind, should be burning more and more, but now the fire is faint, and the arm-thick wood is piled up in the fire pit, and it is stunned that it cannot be burned.

"Strange!" I muttered to myself.

No matter what Han Xianzhi said, he is a learner, although the god needs a deep foundation of cultivation, but Han Xianzhi's cultivation is definitely enough, why does the god of fire refuse again and again?

"Brother Ma, don't watch the show!"

"I'm afraid I won't be able to help much!"

This is half true and half false.

I have some scheming, I can't help Han Xianzhi desperately, what I need to take care of is Lin Lao and Chen Yihua, as well as Abba and Li Yan who are waiting for me to go back in my hometown.

In order to invite the God of Fire, Han Xianzhi broke his essence blood and his body was damaged, which is a good thing for my four-person team. If he really can't stand it, it's not too late for me to make another move.

Han Xianzhi saw that I still didn't have any intention of making a move, so he hurriedly shouted to me: "Brother Ma, if you don't make a move, we will all die here, this formation is very good, and I don't know which master it came from." ”

Han Xianzhi shouted two sentences in a row, Brother Ma, instead of calling me before, which shows that I have some status in his heart, he asked me to help, and he also recognized my strength, which made me very comfortable.

The coffins in the house will gather in our courtyard like a market.

The white mist at the entrance of the village spread wildly outward, and Han Xianzhi sprayed another mouthful of old blood, which only had the effect of keeping the bonfire from being extinguished.

"Brother Ma, what that white mist is, the old man doesn't know, but it's very dangerous!"

He's talking nonsense.

Seeing that Han Xianzhi couldn't hold on, if I didn't make a move, the consequences might be really unpredictable, so I opened Chen Yihua's cloth bag and took out the gossip mirror and magic ruler.

These two magic weapons, with a mirror on the body, can discern people's hearts, can shine in all directions, and can distinguish ghosts and gods; With a ruler in hand, the sun, moon and stars are all overhead.

It allows me to rush into the fog and not get lost!

"Since the white mist is endless, let me slash through the evil qi with one sword and see what it is!"

I silently recited the mantra in my heart, the gossip mirror was tied to my chest, the ruler in my left hand, and the seven-star sword in my right hand, and suddenly the wind under my feet rushed towards the white mist.

The white mist in front of me seemed to have a strong attraction, sucking me into the center of the white mist, and at the last moment when I was wrapped in the white mist, I only vaguely heard the calls of Chen Yihua and Lin Lao.

I secretly thought in my heart, if it was an ordinary lonely soul and wild ghost, I wouldn't have to use the three magic weapons in person, but I had to be cautious about this weird white mist.

At this moment, I was in the white mist, freezing cold, and I tried to grope a few steps forward, but I found that the soles of my feet were sticky with the dirt, and I couldn't lift them at all, making it difficult for me to move an inch.

"Trapped!"

I secretly screamed in my heart, when I calmed down, according to the method recorded in Ma Laodao's notes, I calmed down, Dantian Yun was vigorous, and the seven-star sword slammed into the ground, and suddenly the cold ice shattered, and a three-foot-long hole was broken in the frozen ground.

Immediately after, I held the ruler in my hand and read: "Electric Gong Lei Mu, quickly descend to the supernatural power, follow me to break the evil, I am as anxious as the law!" ”

Five Thunder Rectification!

This method requires formulas, thunder talismans, seals, etc., but at the moment, I have three magic weapons in hand, and I have the blessing of the Heavenly Master's seal, which can make me simple in a short time.

"Broken!"

When I finished the last broken word, I didn't have any strength in my whole body, I only felt the energy in my lower abdomen evaporate instantly, and my legs swung softly, and I staggered and half-knelt on the ground.

"It's really too reluctant, this kind of slightly more advanced Dao method can really kill me directly!"

After I breathed for a while, I looked up, and the white fog gradually dissipated, faintly transforming into a woman in a long white dress, and behind her there were two girls dressed as palace maids, she stood quietly in front of me, bowing her head slightly, with a worried look in her eyes......

The woman incarnated by the white mist was snow-white, her face was as white as the mist, I couldn't see the specific face shape, but the figure and the walking posture after turning around, the more I thought about it, the more I felt like Xu Yan.

"Xu Yan."

I couldn't help but shout, completely subconsciously, but I didn't expect the woman who turned around in front of me to turn around silently......

At that moment, a sparse mournful-sounding cry rang in my ears.

This cry made my mood fluctuate with her, and I really felt the sadness of a woman crying, like the reluctance to part with life and death.

"Is it really Xu Yan?" I thought, why is she crying?

The white mist dissipated in a sad cry, I fell to the mud, Chen Shijun and they hurriedly ran over, supported me, and asked worriedly if I was injured?

I shook my head and said that it would be okay to rest more, still thinking about the woman named Xu Yan just now.

Han Xianzhi rushed over to me, laughed and said, "Brother Ma, you are ruthless enough, better than the old man." ”

He gave me a thumbs up, and then asked one of the horses next to him to bring me a blanket, and I felt alive as I sat by the fire in the white mist, soaking through my clothes.

"By the way, what about the coffins?" I asked curiously.

"Since you rushed into the white mist, it didn't take long for those coffins to move, and then they jumped back into the house by themselves, it's really evil, if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I really wouldn't believe there was such a weird and bizarre thing."

Hearing Chen Shijun say this, I combined my previous guesses and had some thoughts in my heart.

In the entire Yunwu Village, all the residents are tomb keepers, and later they may have to move out for some reason, and the buildings are empty, but each family leaves a coffin, which shows that the whole village has not violated the ancestral teachings, and is still guarding the tomb, setting up the coffin, and welcoming the souls of the clansmen after their deaths.

The living are not guarding the tomb, but the dead are still remembered.

What a strong idea!

I can't help but sigh in my heart, is a dead man's tomb to the death of an entire village?

The tomb they are guarding is the tomb of Concubine Xu Yan, there is no doubt about it.

The white mist in the sky should be condensed by Xu Yan's soul after his death, and the coffins parked in the village can move, I think it was the souls sleeping in the coffins who felt Xu Yan's breath, so that the whole village coffins were dispatched together.

I didn't tell anyone else about these conjectures, as for confirming the speculation, it's actually very simple, you just need to ask the local land or mountain gods, and you can find it clear, but I've been in the village for so long, and I haven't seen a land temple, not even a five-rampant temple, and it is estimated that there is no popularity here, and the land lord has long been transferred to another place to work.

As for inviting the mountain god, I don't have that qualification yet, unless the mountain god takes the initiative to find me.

The last way is that I use Taoism to awaken the sleeping souls of the tomb guards, but I still give up after thinking about it, they are loyal regardless of life and death, why should I bother them!

I dried my clothes, drank some mare's milk wine, and my health was much better.

At this time, I suddenly saw Han Xian's bald horse boy carrying something, and Han Xian's hand held the compass, looking at the surrounding mountains for a while, and looking up at the stars in the sky for a while, as if he was looking for something.

Chen Shijun sniffed his nose and leaned next to me, and whispered, "Guoqiang, I smell the smell of explosives." ”

After listening to Chen Shijun's words, I noticed that there was a faint smell of gunpowder wafting in the air, and I was very puzzled, could there be anyone else here besides Han Xianzhi? What do these people do? What is there in this tomb of Concubine Xu Yan that is worthy of so many people coming?

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