Accompanying Hongliang were Han Qingxin and Qijian, because Sanqian and Zhu Beichen had been on Wushan for more than ten days, and there was no news. Han Qingxin was impatient and wanted to go up the mountain many times to look for him, but he was persuaded by Shichima and Hongliang to come down, until last night, Wushan was angry and there was a raging fire.

The smoke billowed into the clouds, connecting with the skyline, revealing a deep blue in the faint smoke and dust.

Early the next morning, there were Miao people rushed to Hongliang's house to report that two coffins appeared on the riverside, and the taboo of death made the clansmen feel afraid, not to mention that these two coffins were placed vertically, if there were people in the coffin, the people inside were equivalent to standing by the river!

The leader of the clan witch guard is Mo Yu, and naturally this group of people is the guard of the Zongzheng Qingrong family.

"Remove the unrelated people who are watching." The guards immediately carried out Mo Yu's order, she was extremely calm, if there was something terrible in the hall, she didn't want to cause panic among the Miao people of Heishui River. The crowd of onlookers gradually dispersed, and in less than ten minutes, you can imagine the authority of this woman.

Now, only the people of the clan witch family are left by the river, as well as Hongliang Qijian and Han Qingxin and others. Mo Yu's eyes fell on Han Qingxin and Qijian.

"I'm not leaving, I don't want to explain." Han Qingxin is such a stubborn temper, because there are two coffins here, Zhu Beichen and Sanqian have been missing for more than ten days, if this is really their corpse.

Hongliang's expression was serious, and he didn't say anything.

The two coffins are not all black. Only one is black, while the other is painted red.

"High priest, you should understand that there have been a lot of things in the Banyue clan in the past half month, since these three Han people came." Mo Yu's gaze was gloomy.

Hongliang did not answer, he also had expectations and fears for these two coffins, for more than ten days, it was not the first time that a coffin appeared in the Heishui River, and the three thousand had not returned.

Click, click, click......

In the solemn atmosphere, a subtle, almost indistinguishable sound came from the coffin, as if someone was scratching inside.

Everyone present was frightened, the previous coffins were dead, and these two coffins should be living creatures.

The only ones who can keep calm are Mo Yu and Hongliang, "Open the coffin!" Mo Yu's voice.

The clan witch guards showed a little hesitation, and the visual stimulation brought by the two coffins, one black and one red, was strong and shocking.

Zong Zheng Qingrong's jade plaque was raised in Mo Yu's hand, and Aunt Mo Yu's temper guards all understood, and they didn't dare to resist anymore, so they stepped forward and put the coffin horizontally by the river.

The coffin was nailed to the outside with a coffin nail, and they could only pry it with a scimitar. When you are prying the coffin on the side, because of the close distance, the scratching sound inside the coffin seems to ring in your ears, which is a strange feeling.

The two coffins were pried open by the guards at the same time, and a black mist immediately spread out along the gap, frightening the clan witch guards to retreat one after another.

"Open the lid of the coffin!" The stern female voice came from behind the witch guards.

The first thing to open was the red lacquer coffin, and what caught my eye was a short young man, he was three thousand. A daring clan witch guard stepped forward to test his breath and leaned down to listen to his heartbeat. Three thousand breaths were gone, and the heartbeat had stopped.

The inner layer of the red lacquer coffin is actually very shallow, and the size of the coffin is almost specially tailor-made, and there is no space after three thousand lie in. The moment the coffin was opened, Han Qingxin and Qijian, who saw it, had already found the bodies of three thousand, and unexpectedly Hongliang's expression was very calm.

Then the second coffin was opened, and there was no accident, and it was Zhu Beichen lying inside.

Han Qingxin couldn't bear it any longer, and rushed into the guards who stopped in front of him, and was about to run towards the black lacquer coffin.

"Let them go." Hongliang spoke, Mo Yu nodded at the same time, and the guards let him go.

Zhu Beichen in the coffin was in the same situation as Sanqian, without any snort, no heartbeat, they were all dead.

Han Qingxin immediately cried, crying so much that it rained pear blossoms.

In the records of the witch Gu in the Heishui River, the material and color division of the coffin are extremely exquisite.

Ordinary residents are only allowed to use ordinary pine and cypress coffins according to clan rules, while the priest can use a coffin made of nanmu on behalf of the status and power to decorate the body, and the coffin on the first floor of the clan witch is made of more precious golden silk nanmu. Only the great witch of the clan is eligible to enjoy the coffin made of natural crystal stone, which symbolizes the dignity of status.

Black Miao also pays attention to the division of the color of the coffin, they advocate black, so regardless of status, they will paint a thick layer of black paint on the outer layer of the coffin, representing the undead to enter the dark and deep world and have to rest and live forever.

But the coffin made of red lacquer also belongs to the funeral culture of Hei Miao, and in Hei Miao's worldview, the Red Pavilion represents the suppression of fierce ghosts. All those buried in red lacquer coffins are all dangerous and abnormal aliens.

Mo Yu thinks very much that Zhu Beichen in the black coffin is dead, but Sanqian uses a red lacquer coffin, how has his body changed, and he needs to use the red coffin to suppress it? She always focused her attention on the red pavilion.

She was communicating with Hongliang with her eyes, after all, it was Hongliang's grandson lying in the red lacquer coffin, Mo Yu was good at observing words and feelings, and Hongliang's expression did not show a sad look.

"Carry these two coffins back to my bamboo building."

"High Priest, when these two coffins appeared." Mo Yu wanted to speak and stopped. There was a fire last night, and now the Heishui River can especially feel the afterglow of the fire, and the coffin mysteriously appeared early in the morning.

Mo Yu carefully observed the placement of the coffins, and when they were standing, they were not standing, but upside down. In other words, Zhu Beichen and Sanqian in the coffin were hidden in the coffin with their heads and feet down, standing by the Heishui River. If it is used for funerals, such a pattern, whether the coffin is a black coffin or a red coffin, it must be a murderous thing buried inside, and she can't rest assured that Hongliang will carry the coffin.

"I'll go and explain it to the clan witch myself."

"The two children were just asleep, not dead." Hongliang said directly at Mo Yu's ear.

Mo Yu looked at Hongliang suspiciously, and led the clan witch guards to leave.

Shichima's hearing was so sharp that he quickly caught the sound of the two talking, and Hiroshi nodded at Shichima.

Is it a state of suspended animation, it's not that the two of them don't have a heartbeat and breathing, but all their vital signs are slowing down, and even so subtle that people can't notice it.

This phenomenon is also known as faint death. It refers to a state in which the functional activities of the person's circulation, respiration and brain are highly inhibited, the vital function is extremely weak, and the vital signs can no longer be detected by general clinical examination methods, and the appearance seems to be dead, but in fact the person is still alive, and after active treatment, it can be revived temporarily or for a long time.