Chapter 931: Wooden Trick Carrying the Coffin (I)

This sentence was like a thunderbolt, Cui Lin's body stiffened, he glanced at me unconsciously, looked at Jin Sanniang vigilantly, and said politely: "Please make it clear." ”

Jin Sanniang didn't answer, but bent down and groped under Cui Lin's bed with one hand.

"Click", a faint and crisp sound reached everyone's ears, everyone's eyes stayed on Jin Sanniang's hand, and Jin Sanniang seemed to be fine, walking to the four feet of the bed, constantly putting her hand under the bed.

Finally, Jin Sanniang walked to the last foot of the bed, and with the sound of "click", Cui Lin's bed collapsed instantly, and with a pop, the whole bed instantly smashed on the floor. And Jin Sanniang also slowly stood up and threw four pieces of wood on the bed.

"What is this?" Cui Lin pointed to the wood and said.

Jin Sanniang pouted at the bed: "Look for yourself." ”

Cui Lin held these four things in front of me, and I couldn't help but gasp, these four pieces of wood were carved with four villains! The four little figures seemed to have been carved out of a mold, each with a round face, their legs in a half-squatting position, and their hands held upward, as if they were holding something.

At a cursory glance, it looks like a little ghost under the feet of the king of heaven in the temple!

Cui Lin exclaimed: "This, when was this released?" ”

I moved the wooden block slightly, and the back of the thing looked like a normal bedside. When Cui Lin and I came to his house to search for something, we noticed that something was wrong, but we turned the house over and couldn't find the source, it turned out that we did something at the foot of the bed! As long as the side of the carved villain is pointed inside, and the light under the bed is weak, no one can find the clues!

Putting aside the distinction between sects and standing from the perspective of peers, I really admire Jin Sanniang's clever methods!

At this time, Jin Sanniang exerted her strength with both hands and lifted the bed upside down. On the wooden bed, a boxy box is drawn, and four big characters are written in the middle: Shoushan Fuhai.

Cui Lin stared at these words blankly, and asked with anger, "What else have you done?" ”

I sighed silently: "The layman always looks at it lively. ”

As soon as Jin Sanniang spread her hands, she turned her head away, and did not answer Cui Lin's question directly.

Cui Lin turned his head and looked at me with an anxious face: "Do you know?" Tell me quickly, what is this! ”

"Extinguish the fire." I grabbed Cui Lindi's hand and lowered my voice: "Whoever is made like this at home will not feel comfortable." However, focus on the big picture. ”

After that, I squeezed Cui Lin's wrist hard: "The overall situation." ”

Cui Lin took a deep breath and nodded.

I looked at Jin Sanniang's back and said leisurely: "This Fushan Shouhai is indeed an auspicious saying. However, written in a boxy box, this is a taste, this is something written on the old longevity! ”

Jin Sanniang turned around slowly and said with a smile: "I'll just say that I didn't see the wrong person, you are really well-informed." ”

"The wood ghost carries the coffin, closes his eyes and returns to the sky." Jin Sanniang said calmly: "Today is the last day of the curse. ”

Cui Lin's face was gloomy and dripping, and I grabbed his hand tightly, for fear that he would make some irrational impulses, now is not the time to compete!

After a pause, Jin Sanniang looked at me: "You should be most grateful to him." ”

"If he hadn't taken you in, you'd have died sooner. According to the agreement I made with your uncle, I will let you die today no matter what. ”

Jin Sanniang's tone was extremely calm, as if she was an outsider, and what was happening in front of her had nothing to do with her.

I don't know if Cui Lin will be afraid, anyway, the goosebumps on my body did explode. Cui Lin's bed is no longer a bed, but a coffin that has been tricked, no matter how hard the eight characters are, they will definitely not be able to bear the evil spirit of this thing.

And Cui Lin's luck was suppressed to the extreme by the filthy qi, if a person with bad luck slept in this place, the consequences were unimaginable.

I suppressed the shock in my heart and turned my head to look at Jin Sanniang: "There should be something in this house, right?" ”

Jin Sanniang turned around, held the windowsill with one hand, and chuckled: "The things in the house are all worthless things." ”

"That's the key to the spell."