There was once a saying among the tomb robbers in Xiangxi that was widely circulated:

"I don't have a bronze mirror, and I don't get close to the coffin of my son and mother."

If you want to touch the baby in the coffin, you must hold the bronze mirror backwards to approach the coffin, do not turn your head to look at the coffin, you can only watch every move in the coffin through the reflection of the bronze mirror, after prying open a crack, if you can see the things inside by the moonlight or candlelight, it means that you can take the treasure; If it is pitch black, it means that the owner of the tomb is angry and must leave immediately.

But then again, this coffin has been half opened by the fat man, and I don't know what will happen, in case I go backwards and open the museum, a big dumpling jumps out and bites me directly on the neck, I don't think I can still live.

The little demon seemed to see my fearful thoughts, and shook the black donkey's hooves in one hand and the earthen pistol in the other, and said confidently: "You can do it with confidence, come out of the living creatures, let's greet them with pistols; Come out of the dead thing, let's deal with it with the hooves of the black donkey, with me, don't worry! ”

Be! I'm relieved! I'm sure I'm relieved, with you, there's nothing you can't mess up.

Although I muttered in my heart, I still cautiously retreated and approached the coffin, not to mention, by the cold moonlight, I could really vaguely see the appearance of the small coffin in the coffin, the coffin lid is criss-crossed black lines, I am a little familiar with these black lines, but I can't think of what it is for, it seems that the content of the recall is also limited, it is better not to be too greedy.

When I got close to the coffin, I carefully looked at the coffin inside, the workmanship was very exquisite, and it was not an exaggeration to say that the carved beams and paintings were not exaggerated, and even some of the tiniest and delicate details were carefully outlined, I looked at it attentively, and there was a painting carved on the wall of the coffin, to be precise, but the author's means were too shrewd, and even the human hair was carved to the same score, and at first glance it really looked like a painting.

The content of this painting is a bit clueless, that is, five big-headed dolls carrying a coffin forward, there is nothing else besides these, as soon as I see this scene, four words naturally come to my mind:

"Five Ghosts Carry the Coffin"

To say that the five ghosts carry the coffin technique, in fact, it is really not such a strange thing, listen to my grandmother, it seems to be one of the secret techniques of raising small ghosts from Thailand, with this evil method to gather wealth for the main family, but this method of gathering wealth is quite vicious, often the blessings of the descendants are moved to the main family in advance, the main family is proud of the scenery during his lifetime, but after death he will be tortured, oppressed by the five little ghosts can not turn over, and the younger generations will always be unlucky, the more blessings the main family borrows, the more unlucky the younger generations will be.

Except for those unlucky people who are too depressed to live, no one will take this kind of fortune method of drinking water to quench their thirst.

I looked at this painting of the five ghosts carrying the coffin for a long time, and vaguely felt that it was a little different from what I remembered, I calmed down and looked at it closely, and after a while, I gasped:

The normal five imps all have solemn expressions, but these five imps are happy and smiling!

Watching the five laughing imps happily carry the coffin forward, my scalp was a little numb, this scene was really weird.

But things have come to this point, and there is no possibility of going back.

I took a deep breath, gently pulled out the moire steel knife on my waist, and slowly inserted it along the gap in the coffin lid, the fat man had to pry open the coffin before, I originally thought that the layer inside was more difficult to pry, to my surprise, the steel knife just inserted it, I obviously felt that the coffin lid was loose.

Didn't nail it with a coffin!

I was slightly stunned, the coffin outside was nailed tightly with coffin nails, as if I was afraid of others priing it open, but the coffin lid inside was just closed, which ...... What kind of fame is this.

At this moment, I really want to close the coffin and run, but then again, I have endured so much hardship to run to this remote place where birds don't, isn't it just to find the truth that is not to be hidden? If I back down when I have some problems, what's the point of me coming here? It's better to just wait for death at home.

Don't forget, there's a suffocating nightmare behind me.

A strange woman in a nightmare, to be precise.

Thinking of this, I didn't hesitate any longer, and with a slight force of my right arm, I slowly pushed the coffin lid sideways.

It was even lighter than I expected, and it didn't take much effort to push it away.

Although the sight inside the coffin was not bright, I could vaguely see the scene inside, which made me breathe a long sigh of relief, but the owner of the tomb was not angry.

In order to see the scene inside the coffin, I leaned back as much as I could, and was almost lying on top of the coffin, from this angle, through the bronze mirror, I could vaguely see that lying inside was a complete skeleton, the skeleton was grayish-white, obviously dead for some years, there were no obvious scars on the bones, but the nails on the hands were crooked, growing more than ten centimeters.

There were no other burial goods in the coffin except the bones.

It's not in accordance with the rules.

Such a delicate coffin, the value must be expensive, it stands to reason that the identity of the characters buried in it must not be low, then according to Chinese tomb customs, the big man died and buried, then he was willing to have a tomb worthy of his identity to accompany the burial, and there will never be a coffin that is extremely exquisite, but the coffin is empty.

Could it be ...... This tomb has already been touched by someone else?

It seemed like the only plausible explanation, but I looked at the empty chamber and felt that there was something wrong with it.

Right! Skeleton!

Why are there only bones in this coffin? Even if someone touched it, the tomb robber couldn't be so greedy that he even had to remove the clothes from the corpse, right? Even if all these years have passed, the funeral clothes have turned to ashes, and the traces should always be left, right? It can't be that the coffin is empty!

My heart was in a mess, anyway, this corpse capital turned into white bones, that would definitely not cause the corpse to change, so I simply sat on the coffin and began to think about the reason for the coffin's mutation, but after thinking about it for five or six minutes, I still didn't think of any clues.

I looked down and sighed, and when I looked up again, I accidentally found that the bronze mirror was already pitch black, and the darkness was like ten thousand bottles of ink stirred together, and the thickness was almost overflowing the bronze mirror.

I was taken aback by this strange change, and remembering the strange and tragic situation of the tomb robbers after the rumored bronze mirror turned black, I immediately put down the bronze mirror in my hand, and while chanting Amitabha Buddha in my heart, I reached back and closed the lid of the coffin.

A cold hand covered the back of my hand.

I almost screamed, and for a moment all movement froze, and my brain went blank, and it wasn't until the cold hand slowly began to grope for my arm that my brain was back in action.

What is behind me and what should I do, turn around and hit him? What if it's a feminine thing? Will the black donkey's hooves be able to control him?

Ten thousand thoughts were racing in my head, but I couldn't make a reasonable choice, and when the hand touched my elbow, I gritted my teeth and made up my mind, clenched the steel knife in my hand and prepared to fight to the death with that thing.

"Don't move, don't look back!"

At the critical moment, the little demon stopped my behavior in a low voice, she came to my side at some point, put her makeup mirror in front of me, I just looked at it and felt the scalp tingle, there was a black shadow similar to a "person" lying on my shoulder, this black shadow has no obvious facial features, can only vaguely see a few holes, but what floated out of these holes is purple smoke, intermittent, and the black shadow is distinct.

Purple Demon Heart Demon!

I'm so familiar with this thing, since when I was a child, my grandmother told me a ghost story about a purple demon who slaughtered a village, so scared that I didn't dare to turn off the lights to sleep for several nights, and I didn't dare to go to the toilet at night, and I was so scared to run away when I saw the smoke from people burning straw during the day, for fear that the smoke would turn into a human form and lie on my back to suck my yang energy.

I don't know exactly how the purple demon came about, it seems that it is closely related to the death of the unnatural death, this kind of purple demon demon said that there is also, said that there is nothing, if you are frank and do not do evil things, and your heart is full of righteousness, then you can't see the purple demon heart demon; But if you have a ghost in your heart, or if you have a strong fear of the outside world, then the power of this purple demon will be amplified infinitely until it devours the target you find.

The strangeness of this purple demon heart demon also exists in its attack method - similar to hallucination hypnosis, first attract the target's attention through various means, and then wait for the moment of eye contact with the target, create various illusions to infinitely amplify the fear in the target's heart - the stronger the fear in the target's heart, the greater the power of the purple demon heart demon, and thus it is easier to devour the target.

And after the Purple Demon Demon successfully devours the target, it will not have much impact at the beginning, and even the target may not know that he has been affected by the Purple Demon Demon, but with the development of time, the target's personality will change drastically, and it will slowly become moody, irritable and irritable, until the mood is at its peak, the Purple Demon will slowly invade the target's mind and completely replace it!

Thinking of this, I suddenly remembered the twenty-four missing savages in the legend of Bailongyu, could it be that they were invaded by the Purple Demon Heart Demon, resulting in such a strong change?

But now is obviously not the time to dwell on such a long-term problem, I watched through the makeup mirror that the purple demon heart demon turned into all kinds of strange changes behind me, a demon for a while, a monster for a while, the fear in my heart is getting stronger and stronger, I know that I am not a saint gentleman who can control the fear in my heart, and the only way to restrain this purple demon heart demon now is not to turn back and prevent eye contact with it.

But this is not a long-term solution, the Purple Demon Heart Demon is likely to be a native of this coffin, and he must be more energy-hungry than me.

"Old Tang, there seems to be something coming up below!"

The fat man's roar came from the side of the coffin on the next floor of me, and in addition to the fat man's voice, there was also the sound of shotguns being loaded and the sound of squirming from the grass and trees.

And in a trance, the power of this purple demon mist was a little greater, and it almost swallowed my head.

It's a fucking house leak that happened to rain overnight!