Chapter 17: The Coffin of a Hundred Ghosts Walking at Night

The thunder shook in the sky, the mountains and rocks shattered, the sharp screams shattered the thunder, the lightning exploded in thousands of thousands, like arrows broke through the air, as fast as the momentum of breaking bamboo, there was no time to delay, suddenly the horn and the sound of the wind splashed down, flickering like fireworks, and the plains were burned in an instant, and the tombstones were split from them. The grave area is rapidly sinking inward like a landslide, and from a distance, a circular shadow looks like an abyss. The green mountains under their feet trembled violently, the layers of deeply buried bones let out a wail together, the inscription on the ancestral tomb oozed blood, and the hundred-year-old coffins brushed through the soil in the mudflow and floated to the ground.

Rolling rocks rushed down from the top of the mountain, blocking our way, and the thunder and lightning in the sky continued one after another, illuminating the entire land of Dongyan Town instead of the sun.

Qiang –

A gong sounded, and the living stood on both sides.

Kun presses dry, yin and yang are reversed, the sundial of yin and cao covers the sky, the soul has no way to avoid, and a hundred ghosts walk at night.

Zhang Qianran was motionless until this time, her soul had changed, and behind her, countless ghosts and ghosts walked towards us.

I have lived in Dongyan Town for sixteen years, but I have never felt such a heavy yin qi here, those lifeless faces appeared in front of me, and I looked at them in shock, and my heart trembled. Some of those ghosts were sent away by my own hands, and I remember all the processes that followed. Everything went smoothly then, and the farthest distance is now nearly thirteen years old, and there is no sin or injustice, why are they still here now.

People I don't know will only die earlier, and my predecessors at that time, like me, didn't notice anything strange here.

What the hell is going on?

Jiang Xun pulled me close to the rock wall and walked down the mountain, the ghost was very fast, and the purpose was in the same direction as us.

When I climbed up a pile of rocks blocking the road, my vision was wide, and I looked behind them, and the dark pressure was overwhelming, and the monument erected by the ancestor on the ancestral tomb finally fell, flooded by muddy water, and buried deep in the earth. What should have been on the ground fell into the ground at this time, and what should have been reincarnated was on the ground at this time. If someone looks into the town from outside at this time, they will definitely find that Dongyan Town, which used to be good, is now only a cloud of loose smoke, and the address is missing. Because Dongyan Town at this time no longer belongs to the yang world. Yin Qi envelops the entire village and town, and the time here is the world of Yin Spirits.

Things have developed to such a point that I can't think of any feasible way, and the only record of this matter is the article "Chronicles of the School An", but the price to pay is too great, but it is absolutely impossible.

"Can't let them go down the mountain!" I broke free from Jiang Xun's shackles and could no longer take one more step forward.

In the hours of hell, there should not be living people, but as soon as they descend the mountain and enter the town, it is a massacre of murder. What's even more terrifying is that even people with extremely yang energy can see them at this time. Let the people of the town see these spirits, and our situation will be even more difficult.

A few ghosts were already close, I took the bag in Jiang Xun's hand, drew two lines that were quite far away on the road, cut off the whole road, and connected them with a line at the midpoint of the two lines, and the glutinous rice flour was just used up. As soon as the bag was thrown, he untied the tart demon whip on his waist and threw it to Jiang Xun, "Help!" ”

I stood on the side near the cliff, Jiang Xun held the other end and stood on the side against the rock wall, and the two of them tightened the tart whip and stopped in the middle of the glutinous rice noodles at both ends.

"Bite the tip of your tongue and wait until they get close and spit on the ground." After I finished speaking, I didn't go to see Jiang Xun, I did it myself.

The lines at both ends seal the road into a "mouth" character. A vertical line in the middle, a horizontal line of the tart whip, I and Jiang Xun stand on both sides, each half of the herringbone, for "wood". When these two are combined, it is "sleepy". And the tip of the tongue is the most mellow gathering place of human essence and blood, and the yang energy is the most abundant, so it is best to use it to activate this dilemma.

When the yin ghost approached, I spit out the blood on the tip of my tongue, and Jiang Xun slowed me down and did the same.

Unexpectedly, the tart whip in my hand suddenly became heavy, and my entire arm was pressed down, and I looked at Jiang Xun. He frowned tightly, his whole body was tense, and the green tendons on the back of his hands protruded, thinking that he felt the same way as me.

The moment I was distracted, the yin soul stepped into the game, and with a bang, the glutinous rice burned into a line of fire, and immediately bounced the soul back and flew straight out for dozens of meters.

The flames endured, but the tart whip grew heavier and heavier. The yin soul was restless, one by one, I could no longer support the weight of my hand, the cold sweat on my forehead gradually thickened, my wrist loosened, the tart soul whip fell to the ground, and the flame of glutinous rice disappeared immediately. I couldn't see anything in front of me, I just felt like I had been thrown into an ice cave, shivering with cold.

A pair of hands on his body, it was even more trembling than the yin qi, I was excited, looked over intently, and saw Jiang Xun with a pale face.

"The mountain is going to collapse, let's go!" Jiang Xun clasped my shoulders and protected me tightly, and with a slight lift of his hand, the tart soul whip wrapped around his arm.

We were crammed into the midst of our souls, and there were constantly people staring at us with anger, gathering aura and attacking with yin energy. Jiang Xun shook his hand and whipped him on the head with a tart demon whip, blocking all the yin qi. He used the tart whip, which was heavier than the yang energy emitted in my hand, and the soul disappeared in an instant. Then came the second and third, and the ghosts in front of them blocked the way, stacked on top of each other, and rushed towards us quickly.

I subconsciously wanted to touch the cloth in my pocket that I wanted to use to prevent Zhou Hong from subduing him when his corpse changed, but Jiang Xun held it down, grabbed a hand in front of me, pulled me behind him, and pressed my fingers the edges and corners of the tart magic whip, and quickly wiped it to the side, and a blood mark appeared, like a living body with an independent life, gradually wrapped around the whip body, and the faint red glowed.

"Shen Qing." Jiang Xun called my name, his tone was surprisingly cold, and he picked the corners of his lips bloodthirsty, and before I could react, I rushed straight towards the Yin Spirit, "Follow close!" ”

My heart trembled, and I hurriedly followed him, and at the same time, my subordinates struck away the yin spirits that pounced on me, relying on them to protect myself.

Jiang Xun's tart demon whip wrapped around his forearm was like a hard armor at this time, I used yang energy, and he used yin to fight yin, and used the tart magic whip to fuse the attributes of yin and yang, compressing the soul's own breath and counterattacking it, forming a stronger yin qi. But when it was the turn of both sides, the scattered half of the tart demon whip was being held at this time, filled with yang energy, and there was no mercy in the attack, as long as it was touched, the soul would immediately fly away, and it would not be overborn.

I followed him, and even though I knew that there was no other way to get rid of them at this time, I still couldn't suppress my fear.

It's the first time I've seen the Tart Demon Whip use it to this extent, and the more Yin Spirits he kills, the more the fluttering flakes in the jade on his wrist will surge. I'm sure it's not an ordinary magic weapon, and the tart whip has become like this, maybe it has something to do with it.

Rushing out of the encirclement, sure enough, as Jiang Xun said, the vibration under his feet became more and more violent, and the two of us went around to the slope in front of the mountain, only to find that there was a blood talisman pasted in front of Shen Ji's door. I didn't dare to move, I didn't push the door, I took a few steps back and ran over the wall, and someone drew a formation with blood in the courtyard inside the door, and there was a coffin in the middle, with different colors on the left and right, and there seemed to be something underneath.

I suddenly remembered something, my face changed greatly, I jumped down from the wall, walked to the door, squatted down, swept away the dirt with one finger, reached under the door frame and peeked in, my fingertips touched an object, I pressed it and flicked it out, and a charm like the one pasted on the door was hidden underneath.

"What do you mean?" Jiang Xun was vigilant against the ghosts who passed by, as if they couldn't see us anymore, they stopped attacking and walked in front of us along the mountain road.

I shook my head, clenching the talisman in my hand.

Liu Tao put together the yin and yang coffin, and his wife and children were miserable and the family business was unsuccessful...... Clues came to my mind, and the first signs were that Zhang Qianran was the only one who was attacked and injured by Zhang Qianran's father on the way out of the funeral. Now that he thinks about it, he didn't mean to hurt people, but to stop the real wicked man from hurting his daughter.

"It's Liu Fu." I clenched my fists and said, "That day he came to me to make him a murderous coffin, I thought he didn't understand yin and yang to make that kind of request, but I didn't agree to him, and now as he described, the finished coffin is placed inside." ”

Jiang Xun didn't say anything, I said: "When he left, Ziwei came to the door to see him off, he fell on the threshold, and this talisman was stuffed from the inside to the bottom." ”

No wonder Liu Fu complained that the blessing of the coffin bearer was too bad that day, it turned out that he couldn't help but fight this mind!

The coffin of the living person for life, life actually refers to fortune, is a big evil art, I don't know much, I only know that you must choose the head of the family or the eldest son of the person with the best luck around you, find the best local feng shui treasure, use special methods to trap people in the array, all fortune is stored through a coffin. The person who wants to change his life must sleep in this coffin for seven hours a day, and as long as it is not destroyed, his lifelong wishes will come true, and he will have excellent luck.

However, the trapped party, even if there is no food or drink, even if there is no air, the person is still alive, every minute and every second is very painful, and at the same time that the other party dies at the end of his life, his soul is immediately scattered, and the two of them are the same, eternal life and eternal reincarnation.

Jiang Xun took off the tart demon whip in his hand, raised his hand and threw it back to me, saying, "You go to Zhang's house quickly, I will guard here." ”

I looked at him, then at the talisman on the door behind him, and nodded.

But when I rushed to the door of Zhang's house, I was stunned to find that the situation here was not inferior to Zhang Qingshan, and the Zhang family all fell to the ground, pinching each other's necks.

The ghost occupies the whole house, I fought a way, and when I entered the house, I saw that Zhou Chao was dead, and the sister-in-law was lying on the ground dying, holding the newborn child in her arms, but I didn't see Ziwei and Zhou Hong.

I helped my sister-in-law up, put the child in her arms on the bed, dragged all the other corpses out, leaving only their mother and son in the room, put the cloth charm I brought on them, locked the door and ran out of Zhou's house. When I got out on the street, I saw the residents standing in front of their homes watching in fear, whispering timidly what had happened. My head was buzzing and I yelled at them, "Go back!" They are not living people! ”

As soon as she finished speaking, an old woman staggered out of the house, looked at one of the ghosts and cried, "Son! My son! ”

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