Nearly 100 people were nervous.

The older generation's expressions were full of taboo, and the younger generation's eyes were full of curiosity, but without exception, everyone had some fear on their faces.

Many women even drove their children back to their homes for fear that they would provoke something unclean.

"Whew...... Whew......"

After dozens of whips, the willow branches were broken in two, and the Taoist priest gasped, "How is it?

The twenty coffin-bearers furrowed their brows into a line, and when they were about to speak, they felt like a mountain on their shoulders.

"Not good!"

Everyone exclaimed, and the huge force directly pressed half of the people to their knees.

The remaining half of them, where can they hold on?

When his legs were weak, his whole body seemed to be drained, and he sat down on the ground.

"Be careful!"

Suddenly, there was an exclamation from the crowd.

Among the twenty coffin bearers, because Daddy Guang did not fall down after sitting down, his head was facing the coffin bearer, and all the strength was removed, and the coffin fell directly down, and the coffin pressed towards Daddy Guang's head.

When Xu Wenting saw this scene, she was so frightened that her mouth opened into an O-shape.

"Old Light!"

Just learned the news here, Yang Rumei, who ran from the back kitchen of the ancestral hall, also screamed when she saw this scene, stupidly in place.

But at this critical moment, a wind suddenly poured into the square.

With a bang, the coffin, which twenty people couldn't support, hung in the air.

The coffin was only an inch away from Daddy Light's head.

"Gollum ......"

In an instant, Guang Dad, who was already covered in cold sweat, swallowed his saliva, then twisted his neck stiffly and looked up.

Then he saw his son, carrying a big black dog in one hand and holding up the coffin like a plate in the other.

Hiss......

The hundred people in the square, at this moment, all gasped.

"One, one?"

Yang Rumei, who was outside the square, couldn't help but widen her eyes and muttered when she saw the young man who suddenly appeared and then held the coffin with one hand.

"Little Light!"

Xu Wenting was so excited that tears rushed out, and just now she was complaining that he disappeared at the critical moment.

"Y-What are you?"

At this time, the most turbulent in my heart is my father.

He knows his son's abilities better than anyone else, and although he is not powerless, he is definitely not a young and strong person.

He didn't care about that, though.

As long as his son has a good chance in studying, it's okay.

But what is the situation now?

Twenty strong men can't carry the coffin, but his own son holds it up like a plate, and there is not the slightest expression of difficulty on his face, how is this possible?

"Could it be that the willow branch has worked?"

"It must be, the dirty thing was beaten away, so the coffin became lighter!"

"Lighter, no matter how lighter it is, a person can't lift it anyway, let alone hold it with his hands!"

"Besides, don't you see the big black dog in Lao Guang's son's hand? that dog weighs at least sixty or seventy pounds, but he is like carrying a bag, how is this possible?"

"So, what do you say is going to be the case?"

"Is it ......?"

A group of villagers who sat and talked about national affairs when they had nothing to do seemed to think of something at the same time, and the depths of their eyes were full of disbelief.

"Daddy, don't be stunned, go out. ”

Xu Yiming, who was holding the coffin, turned a blind eye to everyone's shock and said to his father.

"Oh, okay, okay, everybody's out. ”

Father Guang came back to his senses and immediately greeted the other dozen or so coffin-bearers.

At that moment, a group of people left the coffin as if crawling.

When they walked away, Xu Yiming put the coffin down on the ground, and then, he threw Xiaotian, who he had just brought back from Jianghan, on the ground, stretched out his leg and kicked it gently, "You haven't come back to your senses yet?"

Xiaotian, whose dog hair was blown back all over his body, shook his head, and slowed down on the ground for a while before he looked up at Xu Yiming and said with an aggrieved face:

"Are you mistaken? Just run, fly a chicken feather? I'm afraid of heights!!"

When Xu Yiming heard this, he smiled, "It's okay, it's okay, just get used to it." ”

"Get used to your uncle!"

Xiaotian scolded angrily, turned his head and vomited.

It's dizzy!

The villagers looked at each other, of course they couldn't understand what Xiaotian said, they could only see the big black dog snorting twice, Xu Yiming just said a word of habit, the dog vomited, I don't know why......

It was the white Taoist priest who suddenly became excited, and said to everyone:

"By the way, black dog blood is the best exorcism, this guy is good, and he knows how to bring a big black dog!"

"I'll go to your ancestors for eighteen generations!"

Xiaotian barked at him on the spot.

Rely on your mother, which turtle grandson said that the black dog blood exorcises evil spirits? Nima now touches evil things, and everyone fights their own ideas!

I definitely want to kill myself on the grounds of black dog blood, and then make a good meal of dog broth!

Grass!

Its indignant look startled the Taoist priest.

And Xu Yiming, at this time, his eyes were all on the coffin.

Seeing the evil magic and perspective, he could clearly see the ashes inside the coffin, as well as the green demonic aura clinging to the ashes.

In fact, as early as when Father Guang said that Uncle Ping was drowned in the port, he felt that something was wrong and used evil magic to check the situation.

When he found that there was actually a demonic aura in it, he left the square without hesitation, and returned to Jianghan as quickly as possible, bringing back the big black dog.

The purpose is simple, make it smell!

"I want to see what kind of evil is going on around here!"

Xu Yiming's eyes narrowed slightly, and one hand was pressed against the coffin.

Gasing.

One of the supernatural powers contained in the Seventy-Two Changes.

With his spell, inside the coffin, the green demonic qi clinging to the ashes flew out uncontrollably like a magnet.

Penetrate the coffin, go straight into Xu Yiming's palm, and get cold.

"Smell it. ”

Xu Yiming handed the demonic qi in his hand to Xiao Tian, Xiao Tian immediately solemnly leaned over his nose, sniffed it for a while, and then nodded:

"Alright, remember. ”

When Xu Yiming heard this, he no longer hesitated, and with a clench of his palm, he smashed the strange demonic qi that was completely struggling by instinct, and dissipated it in the wind.

Only then did he turn his head to the villagers who had been looking at him and said:

"The coffin is back to normal, let's continue to climb the mountain. ”

Everyone looked at each other.

"Really?"

The white priest was a little unconvinced.

"Who's going to try?"

Uncle Li, the leader, looked around the audience and asked.

"Here we go!"

A group of people in their fifties stepped forward.

"You guys?"

Uncle Li frowned slightly, glanced at the swollen shoulders of the light father and his party, and then nodded:

"Okay, you guys try it, don't force it!"

"Don't worry, we're not old yet!"

The guy in his fifties grinned and walked towards the coffin.

(End of chapter)