Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Coffin of the Living Dead

I hurriedly asked my sister:

"Sister, what kind of tree is this, it has grown for thousands of years, why is the circumference still so thin?"

The elder sister looked again at the whole tree and said:

"Stone, don't look at the trunk of this tree is not thick, but the structure is dense, and it is absolutely high-quality for coffins!"

I brushed the thick trunk of the bowl, sighed silently, and said to my sister:

"Sister, just the thickness of this bowl, let alone a coffin, even if it is enough to make a TV cabinet. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

My sister made a helpless expression and said:

"The scientific name of this tree is Incense Ghost Stickang, and it grows very slowly, and it can only live underground without light. Ordinary trees grow one round a year, but this kind of ghost hand sandalwood only grows once every hundred years. According to records, this tree was extinct during the age of the dinosaurs, but I once saw a coffin made of it in a tomb, and the lines are still more than 10,000 years old, and it is estimated that some of them were saved when the earth fell into the river with the Big Bang. ”

I hurriedly asked:

"Sister, why haven't I heard of this kind of tree at all, and I haven't remembered what kind of coffin my grandfather used to make of ghost sandalwood?"

Sister Says:

"Grandpa has never said less, this kind of incense ghost hand sandalwood is a kind of coffin, this time you know."

I immediately had an epiphany and said:

"No wonder, then I know too well, it seems that although this tree is valuable, it is still a minor for the time being, right?"

My sister looked at me and said helplessly:

"Stone, you are serious, let me make you a problem clearly, this kind of wood is very yin, and it will bear a few fruits from time to time. The fruit looks a bit like a red wild mud kiwi, and its scientific name is nightmare melon. Grow on the tree must not touch, unless the fruit ripe melon fell to the ground to pick up, dried can be used as a medicinal material, expensive, the treatment of hysteria has a miraculous effect. But if it doesn't get fully ripe and falls underground, it's dangerous, and I don't know exactly what the terrible consequences will be. After all, I have never seen this kind of fruit with my own eyes, and it is also a rare thing that has been discovered and defined by your second uncle in recent years. By the way, do you remember the story of the coffin of the living dead told by your grandfather? ”

As soon as my sister told me the story of the coffin of the living dead, I remembered it suddenly, because my grandfather had told it many times.

Grandpa said that once he had a big fight with Wang Tianfeng, the captain of the school, and others, and they had a big fight during the Warring States period. They went to eight people in total, and first opened the secret door of the dark sand in the tomb, and found a strange tree in the corridor, and there was red fruit on the tree. Everyone is a veteran of the battlefield, and after deliberation, it is better not to touch the red fruit born in this tomb. Grandpa took the lead, and after Wang Tianfeng's palace, he continued to advance towards the main tomb. At that time, the grandfather and the others opened the door of the main tomb, a sudden gust of demonic wind blew, and everyone was blown into darkness, and people turned on their backs. After the demon wind, it was found that there was a coffin in the middle of the main burial chamber. At that time, when I was about to open the coffin, I heard the movement of Teng, Teng, Teng inside the coffin, and the rhythm was irregular, as if someone hit the coffin board with his head. Grandpa guessed that the coffin must not be a dry corpse, it must be a big zongzi, so that everyone is ready for battle.

After the deployment was completed, the coffin lid was opened, and I saw a female corpse that was drier than a salted fish with Wang Tianfeng, the head of the golden school captain, bare-chested, and his body pressed against the coffin face. Wang Tianfeng kissed and hugged the female corpse, and his mouth was still full of meat, and he even had to take off the clothes of the female corpse. Grandpa, the others were stupid, and they just hurriedly got Wang Tianfeng out, wondering if the demon wind blew Wang Tianfeng into the coffin? Then everyone pinched people, sprayed water, and slapped him a few times, and finally woke Wang Tianfeng up.

After Wang Tianfeng sobered up, he said that when everyone opened the door of the main tomb, he was at the end of the line, and heard a voice in the corridor to go over to check, accidentally touched a red fruit on the tree, and then he didn't know anything.

Grandpa also used this incident as a joke, saying that Grandpa Wang just likes to sleep with dried corpses and likes to eat salted fish and the like. I guess if Grandpa Wang hears this, he won't be angry.

The story of this coffin of the living dead is probably like this, not to mention the fruit, there is one thing I don't understand, how can a demon wind blow inexplicably in a confined space?

I said to my sister:

"Sister, I remember, grandpa said in the story of the coffin of the living dead may be this red nightmare melon, it is quite mysterious, in case there is one tree, I will not move, I don't want to hold any salted fish and kiss my mouth. I will never mention Grandpa Wang's molestation of the female corpse, and if my brother-in-law hears the ugly thing about his grandfather, he won't beat me. ”

At this time, my brother-in-law's voice came not far away:

"Hot, small stones. Come here, you two, there are footprints over here! ”

I took my sister's human skin lantern and put it in my backpack to help her lighten her load.

Then the two of us followed the sound, passed through a few ghost hand sandalwood, and came to my brother-in-law.

The brother-in-law was squatting on the ground looking at something carefully, and the sister asked:

"Lao Wang, did you find the footprints of that scarface?"

The brother-in-law raised his head, a trace of doubt leaked from his face, and said:

"Scarface's footprints are there, but I've found something even stranger, you two take a look."

There was a clear row of male footprints on the ground, with a large stride, and the shoes looked like sneakers, at least 47 yards up, which must have been left by the scarred face. I thought to myself, is it necessary for this Scarface to pretend to be an orangutan, it is too unprofessional to have the ability to run barefoot and wear shoes.

I said to my brother-in-law:

"Brother-in-law, what's wrong with this, such a big foot must be his footprints, even if this gorilla wears sandals, I can recognize it."

Brother-in-law said:

"Stone, you crouch down and take a closer look."

I reluctantly squatted down, and sure enough, I found the clue, next to the left side of the pair of big footprints, and the traces of small footprints all the way, in the shape of five claws, the shape is somewhat similar to the leaves of the ghost hand sandalwood. Could it be that there is a ghost hand sandalwood that has cultivated to perfection and followed Scarface all the way?

Looking at these strange footprints, I gasped, and what else was going on with Scarface and the beggar? I thought to myself, this is really lively, and there are people who are competing with the three of us, and this scarred face must have done a lot of bad things in his life.

At this time, my sister took a leaf from a nearby ghost hand sandalwood, put it on the small footprint and measured it, and said:

"Lao Wang, these footprints seem to be similar to leaves, but they are actually different, they must be caused by some kind of living animal. Based on the size and strength of the footprints, I don't think this stalker is small, you see, each pair of footprints are far apart, and shallow in front and deep in the back, as if walking with four paws. ”

I feel that my observation skills are much worse than my sister's, and I am so tender.

The brother-in-law listened to his sister's analysis and said:

"Hot, do you think we should go straight to the city gate or follow these footprints?"

Sister Says:

"Let's still follow these footprints and continue to observe, look at what other birds are in the forest, know each other and know ourselves, be prepared, even if this thing meets us, we have a first hand to prepare."

My heart is very itchy, curiosity is almost all over my heart, I can't wait to see what kind of monster this is, although I have seen a lot of supernatural things today, but I am still not satisfied.

The brother-in-law held the Taibao shovel to the head, and the sister held up the diamond umbrella for the finale. At first, I felt out the pubic claws, but this probing claws were a little short, and I didn't suffer much when I fought the black bull in the burial pit, so I silently put it in my backpack. Thinking about getting a longer weapon for himself, he broke off a branch of the ghost hand sandalwood to defend himself. Don't say that this branch is not thick, it's really heavy, it's more pressing than the hand of the grimace Huanghuali in my store, it's really good wood, and it's not bad to use this branch and grind a few beads to wear it.

The three of us quietly followed the two lines of footprints.