Wang Ling continued: "According to the wild history, during the years of his reign, the status of the Taoist priest was high, and Zhu Di secretly issued an order to order the world's warlocks to kill evil spirits such as zombies, but everything that could not be destroyed was sent to the foot of Wudang Mountain to be suppressed and resolved by Taoism, and it took nearly 20 years in total.

This zombie is originally difficult to achieve, requiring the land of extreme yin, in that vigorous zombie eradication campaign, almost all warlocks take the zombie eradication as their own responsibility, especially the two factions of Wudang and Maoshan. At that time, anyone who caught a zombie would be rewarded by the imperial court, and many Taoist priests were active day and night in various places where zombies might appear. In this way, zombies were almost exterminated in that era, and there is also a saying that some Taoist priests and warlocks at that time passed off some ancient corpses as zombies in order to earn the government's honorarium, but in fact, there were not so many zombies at all. These charlatans spread rumors of zombies everywhere for their own interests, and this zombie became a false rumor.

In the Qing Dynasty, Buddhism surpassed Taoism, and Taoist priests began to wither, and they gradually lost the movement to suppress zombies. Whether in the East or the West, this kind of thing has always been thought to exist, but the zombies that appear now are no longer the kind that our ancestors encountered back then. Later, Zhang Sanfeng told his disciples that what he encountered was not a zombie, but an immortal, and this kind of thing appeared three times in the entire zombie eradication movement, all of which were not destroyed, but were all sent to Wudang Mountain. ”

"Hundreds of years have passed," Lao Pi said: "Even if there is anything strange in it, it will have already rotted into a pile of mud, I don't believe that my five or six and a half years are not as good as the peach wood sword in the hands of those Taoist priests, you get out of the way, I will open the coffin." ”

"Take this," Wang Ling handed over a rope, "tie him to the top of the coffin and tie it strongly, so that if there is something inside, he can be stopped." ”

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became tense, and a small part of the talisman was attached to the head of the coffin, like a note. Lao Pi said that he was not afraid, but he was inevitably a little stunned by Wang Ling's words, and he carefully picked the talisman with the tip of his bayonet, and suddenly the air around him felt cold, and he couldn't help but shiver.

This kind of coffin is not made with nails, the carpenter in the past is very particular about making coffins, there is a living tenon between the coffin cover and the coffin, and then use a wooden wedge to nail into the hole left in advance, which can not only ensure the sealing but also ensure that the incompleteness will not be caused by metal rust. So, either brute force to destroy, or find the tenon to open one by one, obviously they do not have the nature of a carpenter, the old leather with a sharp shovel along the edge of the cover to squeeze in, each time there will be a kind of ugly "creak" between the wood, in this silent night seems particularly piercing.

With the sound of "pop", the tenon connected between the planks was finally violently pried open by Lao Pi, and a burst of ash rose under the kerosene lamp, and Lao Pi couldn't avoid eating many of them into his mouth, and he kept sticking out his tongue.

The poet quipped: "The old taste of hundreds of years ago, isn't it true that Pi Ye is true?" ”

"Come and take a hand," he said, grabbing the mouthy poet and pressing the end of the shovel under his hand, "I'll tie the rope, you be clever." This rope should be slowly passed through the gap that was pried open, this is the rule left by the older generation of Taoist priests when they opened the unlucky "black chest", of course, the Taoist priests did not use this thing, but the ink fountain line.

As the tenon of the wooden plank continued to explode, the coffin slowly began to open its mysterious veil, could it be an ancient corpse or a treasure full of gold and silver artifacts? When the kerosene lamp was raised, everyone was like a duck pinched by the neck, stretched but did not dare to come out of the air.

"It's water!" Lao Pi was a little disappointed, under the light, the coffin was reflected, a faint fishy smell was not very pungent, the coffin was full of turbid liquid, and on the surface of the water floated some fabrics that could no longer be distinguished. Anyone with archaeological knowledge will be thrilled to see this, this liquid is scientifically called coffin liquid, and a coffin with coffin liquid often means that there may be a corpse inside that is not decomposed, also known as a wet corpse, which is a rare cultural relic.

Picking up the bayonet and picking it lightly, I thought there would be some rotten things like quilts underneath, but the old leather smashed into a hard thing, and after the blow, it could make a distinct impact sound.

"In stock!" He shouted as he held the coffin and said, "Come, do me a favor and pour out the contents inside!" ”

"It's not proper," Li Xin said with some worry: "It's no different from those Red Guards in doing this, and the dead also need to be respected." ”

"Whatever!" In the face of such a scene, everyone will be curious about what it is, and Li Xin's words will not play a role. The four men stood in a row, and as soon as the trumpet shouted, with a "bang", the coffin was overturned in an instant.

"!" When Lao Pi turned to look, he was suddenly frightened, after all, he was only a hairy boy less than twenty years old that year, and I saw a black "person" poured out of the coffin, and there was a layer of fabric wrapped around his body, and it was vaguely recognizable as a human figure.

A few people waited for a while, but did not notice any terrible scene, and the old leather dared to pick it twice with a bayonet, and slowly peeled off the layer of fabric, revealing another layer of things, slightly shining, looking very much like a metal object.

"I guess it's a general," said the poet, "and he's wearing armor, which must be a chest guard." ”

"No," Wang Ling shook his head and said, "This is a humanoid copper coffin!" ”

Humanoid copper coffin? That means it's a coffin within a coffin! As we all know, there is a coffin in China's funeral culture, which can generally be used by the nobles at that time. In order to protect the coffin from decay, the nobles will choose to add a thick wooden frame on the outside of the coffin, this is called "coffin", the higher the status, the thicker the "coffin", and even multiple layers, such as the Mawangdui Xin Chasing Tomb unearthed in Hunan, there are several layers of exquisite "coffin". But usually the shape of the coffin is fixed, in the shape of a rectangular box, and what is placed in front of them is obviously a coffin, and a coffin is put inside the coffin, which is a bit unreasonable.

It is recorded in the "Daomen Zangjing" that in order to prevent the corpse from becoming harmful to others, some need to do special treatment before burial, such as sealing the corpse in a copper coffin, but all those who use a copper coffin usually mean a great omen.

Under the continued cleaning of the old skin, it was soon proved that Wang Ling's guess was right, this is a human-shaped copper coffin about two meters long, the surface of the coffin is placed with people's hands crossed, and the facial expression is still lifelike and combed in a bun. This hairstyle is called the knot, and it is also made of vertebral knots, which is to pull the hair like a vertebrae, which is a more typical ancient hairstyle of the Han people.

The bronze coffin has a small ring at the top of the vertebral knot, four pairs on each side of the body for a total of four rings, and one on each foot at the bottom, for a total of seven rings. The ring can be clearly seen to pass through the upper and lower parts of the copper coffin, which should be used to seal, because of the soaking, the ring has now been rusted into one with the coffin.

And there was nothing else in the wooden coffin except this humanoid bronze coffin, which made them slightly disappointed. Now all eyes are focused on this humanoid coffin, Wang Ling is very worried, Mao Ruxian is an onmyoji, if this boat is really his, it would be a question to place such a coffin here, with that talisman and this bronze coffin, no matter how you look at it, it is an existence similar to a landmine.

Before he could think about it, Lao Pi had already raised his shovel and smashed it down, the rusted copper ring was not vulnerable at all, and after two or three strokes, the coffin, which could be called a work of art, became Lao Pi's shovel ghost. At this time, it was meaningless for Wang Ling to say anything, he turned his back and tore off the talisman on the coffin and held it in his hand, and it was finally time for Lushan's true face to be revealed.

At the moment when Lao Pi opened the bronze coffin, Wang Ling took the first step and flashed behind him, that is, that flash made Lao Pi happy and convinced Wang Ling from now on, because he always said that if Wang Ling hadn't been quick at that time, he would have died a long time ago.

said that it was too late, and before Lao Pi opened the bronze coffin, Wang Ling vaguely felt that something was going to happen, so he pinched the talisman to death. The moment the bronze coffin was opened, a pair of hands stretched out like bayonets and went straight to his face. At this stall, Wang Ling pressed the talisman in his hand into the human-shaped coffin, and at that time, the old skin was so frightened that he didn't dare to move at all, because the black nails that were about two inches long were now facing his throat like sharp knives, and the action of swallowing saliva could make the Adam's apple move back and forth on the nails......

Wang Ling didn't actually see what was inside, but the statement about the immortal recorded in the "Daomen Zangjing" and the appearance of the humanoid bronze coffin made him think that this was that kind of thing. When Lao Pi opened the coffin, he did not hesitate to paste the talisman first, and felt that he had pressed it on a cold thing, and then looked sideways, and the slender and white-skinned hands had poked out of the coffin.

This really frightened the old skin, Rao is as bold as big as he can't keep his body at this time, and his legs are weak and he sits on the ground like a puddle of mud. And Li Xin, accompanied by his own scream, had no choice but to cover his face and plunge into the poet's arm at a loss......