Chapter 208: Five Thunders
The powerful and domineering pillar of lightning instantly and impartially struck the coffin in front of the broken bricks and tiles.
"Click!"
The lid of the coffin was immediately split into two pieces, and lightning slammed into the coffin, and the scorching smoke slowly dispersed.
A small spark faintly grew inside the coffin, and it was quickly extinguished by the rain!
Qiyue's whole body pressed against Zhu Beichen's body, and he was stunned to feel that his back was touched by an electric arc and trembled.
Ning Yun was already so frightened that she sat on the ground, when she was a child, she had heard of thunder and lightning killing people, and most of these people did things that were irreversible, causing heaven to be intolerable before they attracted thunder and lightning. But she had never heard of anyone who would be hated like this, and that their bones would be punished with five thunderbolts after death.
How peaceful this old man's face was before he died, then he must have been a kind person during his lifetime, but why is this happening.
"Five thunders!" Zhu Beichen's limbs were paralyzed, and he raised his head slightly, and the electric light was gone.
He had a term in his mind, and this kind of punishment came from the darkness, and the main punishment was for the most heinous. Its record appeared in the first volume of the Yin Fu Sutra, and he didn't understand what the old man who had been crazy for decades had done in his youth, and after his death, he provoked the wrath of the heavens, and the coffin was not allowed to be buried.
Zhu Beichen was heavily pressed down, staring at the broken coffin with a hammer and nails, and only after a long time did he come to his senses and said softly: "July, you come down for me." β
"I won't, and I'll not let you go until I die." July pressed Zhu Beichen to death, clamping his hand holding the iron tool with both hands, for fear that he would be impulsive again, and the ghost knew how much power would be released under this kind of thunderstorm.
"Boom!" "Bang!"
The planks on all four sides of the coffin cracked open and fell to the ground, leaving only one plank that was pressed to the bottom of the body.
The old man's skeleton appeared in front of the three of them, and deep cracks appeared in the charred bones.
Zhu Beichen's face rippled, and he said in a deep voice: "You let me get up, I won't mess around." β
As he spoke, he let go of his hands and put down the iron.
The two of them got up from the ground one after the other, and the smell of burnt paste oozed from the dirt.
"It's too late to buy another coffin, so let's bury it like this first." July greeted and handed over another pair of gloves.
This time, Zhu Beichen did not refuse, took the gloves and immediately put them on, and asked suspiciously: "Why does it have to be tonight, I don't want my grandfather to be buried without even a coffin." β
His tone softened a lot, he grabbed a handful of dirt from the ground, put it on his nose and sniffed deeply, and this picture suddenly appeared in his mind: an elderly Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe and holding a sword in his hand, holding the mud and sand under the water surface and taking two deep breaths between his noses, then raised his head to look at the stars in the night sky, thoughtful.
Unbelievably, the people in the picture are obviously under the water layer, but they do not feel the slightest discomfort, breathe evenly and normally, and can even distinguish the smell of mud in the water layer.
And the dark galaxy sky is the Big Dipper stars, just like tonight.
Zhu Beichen raised his head in the same way, the raindrops were still splashing, but the stars in the sky were as bright as as, this scene seemed to have been experienced before, and there was an unknown sense of familiarity.
July looked at the stars with the same restlessness, the power of nature was unmatched, and the defenses of each of them were blank.
"Buried with such a skeleton?" Zhu Beichen asked blankly.
"I'm sure even if you change the coffin, you'll still be smashed," July said.
If there are deeper words hidden in his heart, July can't bear to tell Zhu Beichen at all. She understands this kind of heavenly punishment, and she is worried that the old man may have problems even when he is buried.
He walked over and picked up his grandfather's skeleton, his neat clothes stained with filthy dust and ashes, and silently walked to the grave behind the wreckage of the house.
"What etiquette do you need to pay attention to, or what do you say?"
It was his first time at a funeral, although this was the only time he had already messed up, and the coffin was too broken to be in shape.
"The skeleton is face down, with its back to the sky, and that's it." July explained with concern.
Zhu Beichen nodded again and again, did as he was told, and carefully stepped into the pit with the mud while holding the skeleton.
tiptoed the old man's skeleton over and placed it properly, and then reluctantly stood up.
Shangqi stretched out his little hand and led Zhu Beichen to climb up.
Zhu Beichen said: "What's next? β
July said, "You can scatter the earth and bury it." β
Only then did Ning Yun have the courage to hold on to the dilapidated wall and appear behind the house, his little hand half-covering his eyes and looking at the tomb of the black hole, thinking to himself: "Uncle, this grandfather has committed too many things, and he is still tortured like this after death." β
Wisps of dust kicked up, and Zhu Beichen held the wet soil in his hand and splashed it into the deep pit tomb one by one.
The skeleton was buried little by little, until it completely covered the overall outline, and then he sadly got up and took the shovel handed by July to complete the final burial process.
Zhu Beichen didn't speak for a long time, just stared at the hill-like mound in a daze, his face was like water, and his face was terrifyingly blue.
"Shouldn't we erect a tombstone? Just what should be written on the tombstone? β
Only then did I remember that my grandfather had always been crazy before, and it was already dying when he was awake, and he didn't even have time to ask: What is your name.
He smiled bitterly for no reason, found a rectangular plank in the collapsed tiled house, dug a small pit, and erected it.
"That's it, don't you have to write something, like grandpa's name?" Ning Yun asked curiously.
"Grandpa... No name. He said helplessly.
Zhu Beichen naturally also wanted to be a whole stone tombstone, writing the name of Zhu's son-and-so, and his successor's heir, to comfort the dead. But the headquarters can engrave the tomb of an unknown person, and then write the junior Zhu Beichen or something.
At this time, the celestial anomalies returned.
July raised his head with a feeling and spit lightly: "Tianquan has turned into a bright one, and Tianxuan has shifted his position." β
Zhu Beichen asked puzzledly: "What?" β
A flash of lightning came silently, and a dark blue arc appeared around the three of them.
"Bang!"
The numb electric shock came unexpectedly, and the bright light flashed, so bright that I could barely open my eyes.
The piled graves were destroyed by lightning in an instant, and a terrifying hole two meters deep appeared in front of the three of them.
The skeleton of the grave is presented!
As soon as Ning Yun recovered his spirit, he was frightened again, and he was still stunned for a while, and said in his heart: "What a sin this is, there are no coffins after death, and the graves can't be built." β
July clutched his chest and recalled his grandfather's words: "I've been crazy for decades, this is karma, and after death may not be the end, I'm afraid the bones will not be at peace." β
She originally planned to use an agarwood coffin to collect the corpse, and use the power of the Wu clan to sacrifice a death curse, hoping to slightly improve the old man's life, but now July realized that she was too naΓ―ve.