It's good to kill a wicked person and save a group of people.

What about killing a good person?

Huang Cripple looked at the silent blind Guo and said, "If you guess correctly, this coffin should be the rumored coffin, which contains a woman from a foreign country." Brother Guo, since the Yin text was engraved by Lao Xiu, is this coffin open or not? ”

The big red coffin is written on the eight weird yin words "The entrance to the underworld, don't open the coffin", if it is the word left by others, Guo Blind naturally does not believe it, but this word is written by Lao Xiucai, such an evil thing, Guo Blind does not know whether he should believe it or not.

"Grandpa, if the coffin is not opened, the evil spirit will not be able to get rid of it, and we are afraid that someone will have to die tonight!" Huang Yan'er said.

Huang Cripple glared at Huang Yan'er, motioned for him not to speak, and then said to Guo Blind in a soothing tone: "Brother Guo, didn't Uncle Guo tell you something before he died?" ”

Guo Blind Man's expression was moved when he heard Huang Cripple's words, and he remembered that his father had said some strange things before he died, saying that it was all fate.

He suddenly remembered that when he fled to Futu Ling, he asked his father, why are there only two of us?

Guo Blind said in a deep voice: "Prepare to open the coffin." ”

An imperceptible smile appeared on Huang Cripple's face, and he handed me, Huang Yan'er, and Wang Hai the ink fountain line in his hand, and asked us to pull the ink fountain line around the big red coffin.

This ink fountain line is a commonly used thing for Mr. Feng Shui, the line is an ordinary line, but it is made by soaking the urine of the nine five elements of the fire boy for seven days, and then soaking it in the blood of the big rooster with a golden cockscomb for seven days.

Huang Cripple first pasted four cinnabar yellow talismans on the big red coffin, then cut the hemp rope on the surface of the coffin, carefully checked the nails at the four corners of the coffin, he suddenly slapped his palm on the corner of the coffin, the coffin made a great muffled sound, and the nails on the board were shocked out!

Guo Blind shot down along the four corners of the coffin in turn. I was surprised to see it, and my heart became more and more shocked, could it be that this yellow cripple was going to open the coffin with a pair of fleshy palms?

When I was very young, I heard the old lady in the village tell the story of Lu Zhishen pulling out the weeping willows in the Water Margin, he said that some people in this world are born with infinite strength, and they can open the monument with their bare hands with a little carving.

The big red coffin fell from sixty or seventy meters into the air and didn't fall apart, and it was beaten by the yellow cripple so many times that the coffin lid was loose. He pinched the upturned nail on the coffin lid and pulled out the nail with the thickness of his finger with a sudden lift, and after the coffin nails were pulled out, the yellow cripple motioned us to take a few steps back, and then slapped the coffin suddenly, the coffin lid was slapped away, and the whole coffin was torn apart.

A foul smell came over the pavement, and we were all startled because there was a man lying on the scattered coffin board. This person was dressed in a shabby cheongsam, and her hair grew so long that it covered her face, and I had never seen a person's hair grow so long.

What's even more terrifying is that she didn't rot, and her body was covered with a layer of dry and wrinkled old skin.

Archaeological programs on TV often appear that an archaeological team excavates the ancient tomb of a princess of a certain dynasty, whose flesh is not rotten and lifelike, and she is a great beauty. In fact, the princess couldn't see the appearance of a human at all, except that the flesh was not rotten.

But the woman in front of her was different, the flesh on her body was not rotten, but it looked like normal aging, one of her hands was pressed against the coffin board, and there were only three fingers on the palm. Next to her was a coffin board with a pitted interior that had been soaked with blood, turning it into bloodwood, and it looked like the woman had lost two fingers in order to break the coffin.

What is amazing is that on the woman's limbs, there are four thick black nails, which are exactly the same as the nails that Guo Blind gave me.

"Grandpa, she seems to be nailed, let's burn her." Huang Yan'er said.

As soon as Huang Yan'er's words fell, a strange voice reached everyone's ears.

Everyone looked at the woman lying on the coffin board with horrified faces, and it was from her that the voice came.

"She, she's not dead?" Wang Hai was so frightened that he fell backwards.

Huang Cripple also looked vigilant, held the compass in his hand, he seemed to remember something, and said: "In the incident of the snake lady back then, the migrant workers all pressed the bed overnight, saying that when they saw a woman in a cheongsam looking at them, they wouldn't just be her!" ”

Guo Blind was not afraid at this time, he silently stepped forward and pulled away the woman's hair that was blocking his face, revealing the woman's face.

It was an unrecognizable face, her eyes rotten, as if blinded by decades of darkness.

What was even more frightening was that her mouth was still open and closed, and a faint humming sound came out of her throat.

Guo Blind squatted down and touched the nail on the woman's arm, and the yellow cripple thought that Guo Blind was going to pull the nail off the woman's arm, so he shouted: "Brother Guo." ”

Guo Blind hesitated, according to the year, the nail has been nailed in the woman's blood and bones for seventy years, and it has already grown with the blood and bones.

The rumored woman who was nailed into the coffin by Lao Xiucai was pressed by several villagers and drowned in the water for more than ten minutes before entering the coffin, and she was not fished out of the water until she was dead, but she seemed to be alive again after being nailed into the coffin.

Over the years, everyone thought it was a rumor, but now it seems that the rumors of the year were not wrong, and they were even more than rumors.

Huang Cripple's brows furrowed, he seemed to see a hint of unusualness, and said: "This person is not a corpse at all, he may be a living person!" ”

Huang Cripple's words are shocking, a person who has been locked in a coffin for 70 years and does not die, is this still a person?

The rumored old Xiucai is a man of the gods, but in order to put this woman in the coffin, he first drowned her, and then nailed her to the coffin board, even so, seventy years did not kill her.

Guo Blind looked moved, he half-knelt in front of the white-haired woman and asked, "Who are you?" ”

The woman seemed to hear Guo's blind words, she opened her mouth and couldn't say a word, her tongue was already shriveled, and her voice had lost the function of vocalization.

As long as it is a living creature in the world, it needs metabolism, and this woman's flesh and blood body has not much water in her body, and her body functions have been lost.

Guo Blind looked at the woman's open and closed mouth, as if trying to express something, her fingers tapped the coffin board weakly, as if trying to raise her hand.

Guo Blind grabbed the woman's old and withered hand, squeaked, and pulled the nail out of the coffin board and flesh.

The woman's fingers trembled, and she suddenly gasped for breath, she grabbed Guo's blind man's clothes, as if she had grasped a life-saving straw, and did not let go, faintly making a sound like a cry.

"Who the hell are you, why did my master Lao Xiucai nail you in the coffin back then?" Blind Guo asked again.

The woman suddenly calmed down when she heard Guo Blind's words, she grabbed Guo Blind's hand and gestured in his palm, as if she was writing, and after writing, Guo Blind was stunned, as if she had lost her soul.

The withered hand touched Guo Blind's collar to his face, and his movements were extremely gentle.

And Guo's blind man's eyes were red, and he didn't even hide, he took out a black nail from his pocket and stabbed it into the woman's heart.

"Brother Guo, why did you kill her before you found out what was going on!" Huang Cripple asked with some dissatisfaction.

As if he hadn't heard, Guo Blind didn't pay attention to Huang Cripple at all.

The woman lying on the coffin board was pierced into her heart by a long black nail, but she seemed to be unaware, and a fire suddenly appeared in the place of her heart, and her body snorted, and thick white smoke came out.

When Zhou Manman was tied to the wind stake by the villagers of Mingyue Village, the villagers poured black dog blood on her, saying that if the ghost was splashed with black dog blood, there would be a snorting sound on her body, and there would be white smoke.

The white smoke was thick, like a cloud, floating in the hot and cold world, as thick as a cloud of wine.

I saw the relieved smile of the woman in the raging fire, and the blind man Guo who left a tear with his back to everyone.

This woman, no one knows her name, not even Guo Blind.

But I saw something in Guo's blind eyes that made me shudder.

Guo Blind said indifferently: "This evil has been eliminated, there should be nothing to do tonight, go back." ”

"Brother Guo, although this woman has yin qi on her body, she can't even break free from the little soul fixing nail, it's obviously not a ghost, she must have an ulterior secret on her body, even Lao Xiucai is such a cautious person, you killed her like this?" Huang Cripple was very dissatisfied with the question.

Guo Blind snorted and said: "I have been nailed to the coffin for seventy years and have not died, it must be a demon, does Brother Huang still want to study immortality when he is old?" ”