Ink fountains, soybeans, five-color flags, there is no altar here, no tribute, no one knows what they will face.

The ink fountain bounced the coffin horizontally and vertically into a grid, which is called the heaven and earth net, to prevent the sudden corpse from rising in the coffin. The five-color flags, which are black, white, blue, red, and yellow, are evolved from the four elephants and five elements. The green dragon on the left, the white tiger on the right, the Xuanwu after the Vermilion Bird in front.

"Four spirits and four elephants, each guarding one side, the yellow flag in hand, I have yin and yang!" Turning over, the yellow flag was planted at his feet, and the four other small flags were in the four directions of the coffin, southeast, north, west.

A handful of soybeans were sprinkled in each corner, and a piece of rune paper was pressed on top of the soybeans, and a copper coin was placed on top of the rune paper, and a grain of glutinous rice stained with their own blood was placed in the eyes of the copper coin, which was a ring set of rings, and all of them were indispensable.

Drawing the sword, sticking the talisman, in one go, the finger touched the sword body so lightly, and the seven-star sword suddenly seemed to have a response and trembled slightly.

Raising the sword, Cha Wenbin raised the sword from in front of him and crossed the left side, flipped his left hand, and he didn't know what he was clipping, and a burst of sparks flashed against the sword body, and the front end of the rune paper was burned.

Flower sword, sword dance like a flower, stepping on the sky, alternating back and forth, the sword blade swept on all sides, and then stood up, and read in his mouth: "The rivers, sun, moon, mountains, seas, and stars are in my palm, and I make the light to be bright, and the dark to be dark; Thirty-three days God is under our law, so that the east is the east, the west is the west, the south is the south, and the north is the north; From my feudal marquis, not from my command! ”

After drinking, he took three steps forward, happened to walk in the coffin, and stabbed the seven-star sword into the soil in front of the coffin, and there was a "snort", and a burst of green smoke rose from the soil, as if it had put the burning wood into the water.

took two steps back, took out a talisman from his arms and put it on the fat man's chest, and then quickly pressed the fat man's temples, and said in his mouth: "Lingbao Tianzun, comfort the body; The soul of the disciple, the five internal organs; The green dragon and the white tiger, the team battles are varied; Vermilion Bird Xuanwu, guarding my real body, Taishang Laojun is as anxious as the law! Then he suddenly bit his middle finger and pressed it down on the fat man's head, and before the fat man could react, he immediately went around behind him, and pushed the fat man forward and drank: "The guard opens the coffin!" ”

Where did the fat man react, turned around and stammered and asked, "Open...... Open the coffin? ”

Cha Wenbin's expression didn't look like a joke, but he changed his previous seriousness, even the fat man felt that he didn't know him anymore, he said sharply: "Open!" ”

"Click" a body, the sapper shovel pried in, the fat man's strength pressed down, that is, Mount Tai pressed the top, "bang" sounded, and the coffin lid went up. The fat man picked up his right foot and kicked it hard, and the coffin lid flew backwards a few meters, and a strange fragrance suddenly came to his face, without the slightest smell of corpses.

The fat man turned around and said, "It's strange, it's so fragrant, Cha Ye, there is still a coffin in it, it is a set of coffins." "Wait." After speaking, the fat man bent down and stretched his head into the coffin, and in a blink of an eye, he came out with a box the length of his little arm, and he said happily: "Eighty percent of the things that are resting on the coffin are burial goods." ”

"Put it down!" Cha Wenbin shouted.

As soon as the fat man's hands were released, there was a "snap", and the small box fell open when it hit the ground, and a clay jar rolled out "drippingly". The bottle was just about the same size as a wine bottle, and it looked ordinary, and it happened to roll down to Cha Wenbin's feet.

Cha Wenbin stepped on it and went down to take a look, the mouth of the bottle was sealed with a ball of yellow mud mixed with rice husks and other things, which really tasted like a wine jar.

"Good stuff." The fat man rubbed his hands and laughed.

Cha Wenbin said while pasting a talisman on the altar: "The ash altar, if you think it's good, you can take it home and sleep with it." Eight achievements is this thing is making trouble, I just opened the eyes of the sky, only to see you holding a touch of black things in your hand, if you open it, it will be a big trouble. ”

He threw it to the fat man with one hand and said, "Seal it, take it back and find a place to bury it, and then open it." ”

The fat man lowered his head and thought that something was wrong, there was no lattice on this coffin, so he asked, "Cha Ye, can you open it?" There is no net. ”

"Yes, if you really have something, the net can't stop it, just bounce through one layer, no need to reinforce layer by layer." After that, he walked over and sprinkled a handful of glutinous rice on the coffin inside, and said: "Nine places of filth and nine places, all demons are in the forest; The smallpox scatters the rain, the drums vibrate the maze, and the injustice, hatred, and killing are all scattered. Dust returns to dust, dust returns to earth, broken coffins do not see the sun, and Hugh has to be a ghost. ”

"That's it?"

casually he grabbed a handful of glutinous rice from the coffin lid, put it in the palm of his hand, separated it one by one in a pile of three and three in a pile, and pinched his fingers and said, "Let's go, I'll stand next to you and watch, it's not heavy, it should be fine." ”

The fat man pressed his foot against the box, just like opening the lid of a beer bottle, and took the sapper shovel to the top, and with a crisp "bang", the coffin lid was opened, and there was a layer of coffin inside, which was expected by Cha Wenbin.

The coffin on the first layer is a red pattern, Jing Zhan, a row of swollen <Ω a wolf, a pendant, a coffin

If you want to say that the special thing about this coffin is probably the gold-painted painting, the first impression of this painting to Cha Wenbin is the pattern of his face. But this impression only flashed in his mind, and when he came back to his senses again, he felt that it was a normal pattern.

"Cha Ye, what's wrong?" The fat man asked.

Cha Wenbin said: "It's okay, this is the main coffin, open it." ”

"Wait!" Ye Qiu came over, he glanced at the coffin and said, "Can you not move it?" ”

The fat man stiffened his neck and said, "Don't move, then what are you doing down?" ”

Ye Qiu didn't say anything more, just silently retreated, Cha Wenbin asked the fat man to wait for a while, and then went to find Ye Qiu.

"Something?" "Nope." "If there is, there will be." "It's better not to open it."

"Give me a reason." "There's no reason."

Cha Wenbin said to Ye Qiu: "This time, I won't listen to your intuition anymore, none of my flags have moved, I can ensure the safety of here." ”

With a "click", when the coffin board was pried, a layer of ash on the cover plate also rose, and the fat man was a little concentrated and overlooked, his eyes were bigger than the cow's, and the ash just happened to rush into his eyes.

The fat man rubbed his eyes, and vaguely he saw a person lying in the coffin, and when he had almost opened his eyes again after clearing the dust from his eyes, the coffin was empty.

It's an empty coffin, there's nothing in it, it's empty!

It's a joke? Is it such a box in the end? Cha Wenbin couldn't believe his eyes, and the fat man even touched the coffin all over again, empty is empty, no one expected this ending.

Cha Wenbin sat slumped on the ground, he looked at the flags at the four corners and suddenly felt a little ridiculous, is this ritual just to make things in that small jar?

"It's obviously an empty grave with a burial, let's go." Cha Wenbin laughed at himself and began to pack his things.

"Why is there such a big commotion? What's the picture? The fat man pointed to the jar in his hand and said: "I really don't understand, if you don't sleep in such a good coffin, you have to squat in this small jar, you say it's cheap!" ”

After cleaning up, Cha Wenbin saw that Ye Qiu was still there in a daze, and he went up to remind: "Let's go, what else do you want?" ”

He said, "The coffin is not the owner's of the tomb. ”

Cha Wenbin's heart trembled and asked, "Who's?" ”

"For us." Ye Qiu was very calm when he said this, like an old man who had experienced half a century, and he continued: "This tomb, this coffin, are all prepared for those who come in. No one is lying in it, how can this be considered a tomb, if it's not a tomb, it's just a shell. He turned his face sideways and said, "I understand a little, you are a Taoist priest, let me ask you, is there a saying of yin and yang in this world?" ”

"Yes, if you believe it."

Ye Qiu asked again: "Then let me ask you, is our position now yin or yang?" ”

Cha Wenbin replied: "Of course it's yang, and the yang world is a place where the living stay." ”

"And where are we now?" "An empty tomb." Cha Wenbin specially added the word "empty".

"Who is the tomb for?" Ye Qiu's question went straight to Cha Wenbin's brain, after hearing this, Cha Wenbin also understood a little, he replied: "The tomb is where the dead live, and the place where the dead stay is naturally the underworld." But we are living people in the tomb, and we naturally see the world of living people, so thank you for reminding me. ”

After saying that, he hurriedly called out to the fat man and said, "Wait, come to my side and be a Dharma protector." ”

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One hundred chapters, a memorial, good night