The space of the stone room is not large, empty but gloomy. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info came in in the evening and was so busy pulling them out that I didn't look at them at all, so I stood indoors and naturally had to look closely.

The large black coffin was placed on the ground in the middle of the stone chamber, the dust on the ground was very thick, and the corners of the walls were covered with cobwebs, but strangely the coffin was spotless and clean, as if someone had often tried to wipe it.

Who's in it? It can't be the old temple blessing, right? I remembered the story my mother told me, and I felt that nine times out of ten it was him.

Feeling the oppressive yin qi inside the coffin, I understood that the key was inside this coffin. I had to stabilize my nerves, and then open the lid of the coffin to find out the root cause and figure out the situation. Otherwise, judging from the signs of Hu Hansan and Ou Yujiao at night, there will definitely be big trouble. Ignoring the dust and filth on the ground, I sat cross-legged on the ground, concentrating on everything in the stone chamber, and the focus was of course on this extra-large coffin.

There is a living creature in the coffin! This is no small surprise. I opened my eyes and jumped off the ground with a spring on my ass.

I clearly felt that there was a huge toad in the coffin, its ugly body was covered with fleshy thorns, its belly was bulging, and the air sacs on both sides of its wide mouth were stretching and contracting, and it was slowly moving in the corner of the coffin.

Toads are very common here for us. It is generally not big, although it is the first of the five poisons in terms of toxicity, but it will not bite, so everyone's fear of it is far less than that of snakes, scorpions, centipedes and other poisons.

But the toad I felt was surprisingly large, probably the size of a small basin, equivalent to an ordinary dozen stacked on top of each other. This head is not scary, then it is fake.

I heard the elders say that although the toad is poisonous and cannot be boiled and eaten like a frog, it is full of treasures and is a precious Chinese medicine that can cure many diseases. Its venom is called toad, which is hidden in the skin behind its ears, and it will come out when it is squeezed, and a small drop can poison several cows. And its ugly flesh thorns also harbor venom. Therefore, when we meet it, we will stay away from it, and we will not catch it to eat or play.

I'm afraid this big toad is going to be a sperm. But why is it hidden in a coffin? Did someone put it in or did it climb into it on its own?

I circled the coffin with a pig-killing knife, carefully inspecting for cracks or openings. The toad probably sensed me and made a dull "croak" sound inside.

What kind of cry is this? When I heard this, my heart beat faster, making me feel a little dizzy and in a trance, and I was so lazy that I even wanted to lie down and sleep on the spot.

At this moment, a trace of coolness rose from the bottom of my heart, and I was thrilled and immediately regained my clarity.

This guy almost made me angry. I stabbed the coffin with a knife and let out a loud "bah" at the same time.

With a crisp bang, instead of piercing the coffin, the pig-killing knife shook my wrist and almost lost the handle of the knife and fell to the ground, which surprised me again.

The pig-killing knife that Daddy Nan gave me has an excellent steel edge, extremely sharp, and it will not collapse when cutting stones. According to the strength of my angry shot just now, the ordinary coffin, I dare not say that it will be pierced, and it will be pierced into the coffin for three or two inches at the beginning, but in fact, my knife is only a small white spot on the coffin.

It's also incredible. Is this coffin made of steel?

Just when I was startled and distracted, another dull "quack" sound came out, I was busy holding my mind, the knife was handed over to my left hand, and my right hand slammed into the coffin lid with a "bang" of five thunder palms.

The toad in the coffin seemed to have been hit by me in the air, and with a strong leap inside, the coffin seemed to shake with a "bang", and then there was no sound.

I knocked on the lid and the four walls of the coffin with the back of my knife, and the coffin made a crisp sound that was not made of gold or wood, obviously not made of steel, but not like wood, is there such a kind of wood in the world that cannot be cut by a knife?

I have heard Mr. Lao Shu say in a casual conversation with a drunkard that the best wood in the world is golden silk nan wood and red sandalwood, which are very hard and can sink into water. But these two kinds of wood are so rare and precious that ordinary people have never even seen them, and it is impossible to use them to make a priceless coffin and place them in this deserted temple.

If you can't figure it out, you don't bother to think about it anymore, and if you ask Mr. Lao Shu or a drunkard in the future, maybe they can tell if they are ugly. I put aside my doubts and continued to look at the coffin, looking for possible gaps.

After a circle, I still didn't find any gaps in the coffin, so I put down the pig-killing knife and reached out to lift the coffin lid. At first, I tried to exert force, but there was no response, and I increased my strength, until finally I used up the strength to feed, and the coffin lid was not moved in the slightest.

I gave up the useless water and stood aside and pondered.

This long-locked deserted temple is weird, the bodhisattvas in the main hall are weird, the coffins in the stone room are weird, and the toads in the coffins are even more weird. Whose arrangement is this? Why is it arranged this way? What is his purpose?

I must find a way to open this coffin and uncover this secret. I didn't admit defeat and came up, I circled around the coffin, knocked and pried with the pig-killing knife, and finally couldn't do it, tossed for a while, tired and sweaty, and finally had to stop in discouragement.

Sitting on the ground, I calmed down and thought hard about how to solve it.

Just then, I felt someone enter the passage. I jumped up and turned to look, and it was a head with a long beard in front of me that had bowed into the passage.

I didn't say a word, and watched him come in silently and stand in the stone room.

I was suspicious that he had the same night vision as me, but I saw him take out a match from his arms, and with a "click", he lit half of the candle in his hand.

The dim light shone through, and he saw me next to the coffin, who was only as tall as his armpit, and immediately shouted, "Ghost, ghost!" Throw away the candle in your hand and go into the passage. I stepped forward and grabbed him, and he struggled forward, so hard that I couldn't hold it anymore, and despite all my strength, he broke free.

Is this Haba born with divine power or does he have kung fu? I was stunned for a moment.

It's just that he didn't have my eyesight after all, so he hit the stone wall headlong in a panic, and sat back on the ground with a bang, crying out loud.

I was angry in my heart, he slipped in like a ghost, coldly lit the candles, and the strange appearance of the shawl hair was fluttering, so it was strange that others were not scared to death by him. He was fine, but he yelled that I was a ghost, and the three-year-old sat on the ground and clapped his hands and cried, and he almost lay on the ground and rolled and splashed.

I put him aside, picked up the matches and the extinguished candles on the ground, and re-lit them on a protruding stone, and perhaps at last saw me, he stopped crying, and immediately laughed again: "You are not a ghost, you have a shadow, you are not a ghost."

I heard that ghosts themselves are shadows, and there will be no shadows on the ground when the light shines on them, and he can judge that I am not a ghost based on this, which means that he is still quite intelligent. I smiled and said, "I'm a human, of course I'm not a ghost." Tell me, have you ever seen a ghost? ”

He looked left and right and grinned: "I've seen it, I've seen it, there are many, many ghosts, I'm not afraid of them, they will give me a lot of things to eat."

"What the hell is that? Can you still give you something to eat? Where are they? ”

"Where? Where? Hehe, don't you know? They are all in heaven, and they come when you sleep. ”

Doesn't that mean dreaming? I smiled bitterly in my heart.

I know that people like him are generally unable to have a normal conversation, and he will often answer questions that are not answered, and he will not know what to say. What he wants to say is entirely based on his interest, and sometimes with luck, he can ask the truth.

"I ask you, how did you know to get here?"

"Of course I know how to come in. There's a lump over there, and as soon as I pull it, the door will open...... Hum! You're not a good person, my father (grandfather) told me that you can't tell people, I ignore you. ”

"That's it! Then I don't ask you, and I don't want to listen to you if you tell me. So I'm a good person, right? ”

"Good people. Good. Can you play with me? ”

"Playing with you? Okay! I'm playing with you right now! Hey, pick up, what can you tell me about what you're doing here? It's not fun to be alone in this!"

When he heard me say this, he jumped up from the ground, laughed, approached me and whispered:

"It's a lot of fun. You don't know, my dad said there are a lot of treasures hidden in here, and I want to go in and play. But I'm afraid, there is an evil spirit that wants to eat me, it is very fierce, I can't beat it, you can go in with me, help me beat it, do you want to get it? ”

I couldn't open the coffin, and I couldn't ask for it. I was overjoyed, followed his happy look, clapped my hands and smiled: "Okay! I'll go with you. ”