"Second master, how is the eldest brother?" He didn't wait to take off his clothes when he entered the house, so he asked Second Master Ma.

"It's still like that, I can't wake up, this is the third bowl of ginseng soup poured in."

"Ouch, I can't help it! You can bypass our eldest brother, he is not an ordinary disease, there is no medicine to get rid of the disease, these are century-old mountain ginseng! Our eldest brother has a lot of fire in his body, you drank so much for him in a row, can you stand it when he wakes up? ”

Ma Lao Er said: "What do you care about so much? Let's hang him first! ”

At this time, the two brothers wanted Dong Sanli to wake up quickly, and there was no other way, and the high-grade ginseng could indeed replenish yang energy for the human body. They didn't know that because Dong Sanli ate these ginseng sticks, it later caused a catastrophe, so that the brothers turned against each other, and Ji Xinzheng never returned to Kanto again in his life as soon as he left.

Breaking ground and opening the coffin is the most exquisite, if you look for Mr. Yin and Yang, you will definitely not agree to them opening the coffin in the middle of the night. Ji Xinzheng also knew that the most fearful thing about opening the coffin at night was to be exposed to the dead body by the moonlight, but Xiao Cui'er insisted on opening the coffin at night, and he couldn't say anything, after all, it was someone's father, and it was better than opening the coffin during the day and being exposed to the corpse by the sun.

In the middle of the night, both of them changed into shamanic animal skin clothes and set off with animal skin masks. In this barren mountain and wilderness, if someone really bumps into these two in the middle of the night, it is estimated that the soul will be scared away. The hideous face was like a demon's teeth.

Both of them are shamans, they know the taboos of the mountains and wilderness, and they can't say anything when they break the ground and open the coffin, so the two of them go one after the other, and no one dares to say more than half a word, Xiao Cui'er led him to the West Mountain, which is the direction where Ma Erye followed Xiao Cui'er to find the black-walled temple in the middle of the night last night.

Sure enough, Xiao Cui'er led him straight into the black-walled temple.

In fact, when he came for the first time during the day, Ji Xinzheng had already vaguely smelled a yin qi in this temple, but he was not sure where these yin qi came from, and now he looked at it, it must be a corpse buried in the temple! In addition, the location of this small black-walled temple is also exquisite, and I don't feel anything during the day, but at night, the miserable white moonlight shines down, and Ji Xinzheng immediately finds out that something is wrong.

The small temple is surrounded by mountains, facing the mountains, the mountains cut off the dragon veins of Yanshan, if this mountain is a knife, then the position of the black wall temple is the tip of the knife! There is no cover here, after nightfall, it is a place where yin qi gathers at any time, this kind of feng shui is never suitable for the use of yin house, if it buries people, future generations will inevitably die.

But judging from Xiao Cui'er's craftsmanship, his father and mother must also be masters, since they are masters, the cemetery they choose for themselves is naturally exquisite, even if Ji Xinzheng sees some doorways, it is not easy to ask.

Xiao Cui'er walked into the temple, opened a black brick from the foot, and turned down a layer of rammed earth, Ji Xinzheng hurriedly helped, and they divided the floor tiles in the temple by two. Ji Xin requisitioned a shovel and knocked it, and it should be hard.

Xiao Cui'er walked straight to the northwest corner of the temple, and there was a small water tank in the northwest corner, and a sour smell wafted out of the water tank. She opened the lid, and it was filled with a mess of old vinegar.

In the past, Ji Xinzheng followed Dong Sanli and they also did inverted bucket trading, and they knew that vinegar was the most effective way to deal with rammed earth.

Xiao Cui'er poured vinegar on the surface of the rammed earth, and after waiting for a while, the rammed earth layer gradually began to soften. The two of them worked together to peel off the rammed earth, the rammed earth layer was one meter deep, and at the bottom, there was a black coffin one meter and a half wide, and the coffin was engraved with a charm, which looked like it was from the hand of a shaman.

Ji Xinzheng jumped up from the grave and helped Xiao Cui'er cover it with a black cloth. The rest has to be done by Xiao Cui'er herself, this is someone's old grave, she is an outsider, and outsiders can't be mixed up, it's unlucky. Although this is in the temple, the moonlight does not shine, but the rules are the rules, and the black cloth must be covered.

He nodded at Xiao Cui'er, who sprinkled the dirt on her body, knelt in front of the coffin, first kowtowed to her father and mother three times, muttered two words silently, and then lit a candle and placed it in the southwest corner of the coffin.

Strange, isn't the wax in the southwest corner of this coffin the rule of Captain Jin? What is she doing here? Could it be that the Dark Witch Shaman also has such a rule? Ji Xinzheng saw it in his eyes, and he couldn't help but have doubts in his heart.

In addition, the coffin of the dead is generally covered with five coffin nails, three long and two short. But no shadow of the nail was found on the giant black coffin. It seems that Xiao Cui'er's father and mother had predicted that there would be such a day before she died, so as not to trouble her daughter, right?

Xiao Cui'er's body was thin, and this coffin board was extremely heavy for her, and the little girl worked hard to feed, and finally opened the corner of the coffin lid. Because the coffin lid was not nailed shut, the coffin was not well sealed, and even if she opened the corner, there would be nothing unusual.

Xiao Cui'er looked up at Ji Xinzheng and made sure that the black cloth in Ji Xinzheng's hand could cover the light above before continuing to move.

Click...... Click...... The creepy sound was endless, and at first glance, I thought it was the dead man in the coffin scratching the coffin board, but Xiao Cui'er moved the heavy coffin lid little by little.

When the coffin board was pushed down, Ji Xinzheng, who was frightened by the scene in front of him, almost didn't throw away the black cloth in his hand, and he had goosebumps all over his body.

Straight to see, in the black coffin lay side by side a man and a woman, both of them were buried in shamanic robes, their faces were drawn with cinnabar pens are hideous, they fell calmly in the coffin, holding each other's hands, but the nails on their hands have grown old. The two of them did not decay, and their faces remained as fresh as ever. The husband and wife just closed their eyes and quietly went to the coffin, as if they were asleep.

"Shhh Ji Xinzheng didn't dare to speak, so he had to make some movement to attract Xiao Cui'er's attention. Xiao Cui'er raised her head and looked at him, and Ji Xinzheng hurriedly scolded him, signaling her to pay attention to the death of the two old men.

The old man has been dead for so long, and the coffin has not been sealed, buried more than one meter underground, the soil and environment have not let the corpse rot, this is not normal, it is not an exaggeration to say that the two old men have become zombies. As for whether they can cheat the corpse, it depends on whether they still have resentment in their bodies.

Little Cui'er shook her head at him and told him to leave it alone.

She lit three sticks of incense and bowed in front of the coffin. Then he began to fumble in the coffin. They are poor people in the mountains, and their parents have never thought about happiness in their lives, how can there be decent funeral goods? It's all in vain.

(End of chapter)