Chapter 120: The Old Coffin Board

A month ago, when the patriarch just dug out this board from the ground, it happened that the rain in the ridge made him old rheumatism, he often heard that gloomy wood can absorb moisture, has a good effect on rheumatoid arthritis, and many wealthy businessmen in Guangdong have spent a lot of money to buy old gloomy wood into bed boards to sleep, and it is not long before the old problems are guaranteed to be cured.

Not to mention, this good gloomy wooden board did have an effect, and the first day he lay down, he felt as if there was a small wind in his back, that is, the cold in his body was being absorbed by the gloomy wood. After lying down for a while, the two eyelids began to fight.

In a daze, the old patriarch had a dream, dreaming that he was deep in a house, although this courtyard was large, but somehow, there was not a trace of sunlight in the courtyard of the house. Rich people can pay attention to building houses, the most common is the ancestral house of the Jiangnan generation, they are generally a few in and out of the house, each house courtyard has a patio, just in the middle of the head of the sun can stand up.

However, the mansion in the dream was gloomy and gloomy, and the whole person always felt uncomfortable here, and there was a cold air all around.

He looked up and saw that the sky above the courtyard was gray, and there was no sun or moon. He shouted a few words, but no one in the house replied to his words, as if he was the only one in the entire huge mansion.

The corridor leading from the inner house to the outer house was very open, and you could see the outermost courtyard gate all the way, and the doors of all the houses were open, as if the master did not want him to stay here.

When he woke up, he didn't take it seriously, and although the dream was strange, it wasn't a nightmare.

The next night, the scene in the dream was still exactly the same, the old patriarch spared the house round and round, although the house was large, but he could still find the direction of the gate. But no matter how I walked, I went around a few circles, and in the end I couldn't get out of this gloomy old house.

The old patriarch's illness also began at that time, and when he woke up, he felt that every joint in his body was heavy, and he had no strength at all. What about resting for a while? Lie down and immediately have that strange dream again.

On the third night, the dream was still the same, and it was still the same old mansion, and it was still like a labyrinth that could never get out, and he fell deeper and deeper.

Gradually, the old patriarch's mental state is not as good as day by day, and the shaman in the village has also come, the old shaman said that he was evil, and he also did exorcism for him, and also invited the gods to exorcise ghosts, but on the fourth and fifth days, the strange dream of the old patriarch continued as before. The nightmare was like a demon that could never get rid of him, grabbing him and never wanting to let go.

Until last week, the old patriarch's condition deteriorated again, and this time, he was already walking in the field, and he could not even go to the yard every day to be reindeer.

The strange dream began to change.

A figure appeared in the old house, and this person was sitting in the main hall of the house, and the man scolded loudly, "You stinky old man, why don't you leave when you come to our house?"

The old patriarch didn't show weakness and said, it's not that I don't want to go, I can't go!

He tried to rush in and reason with the owner of the house, but he couldn't get close to the dark shadow anyway, and no matter how close he was, the man's face was always gray and misty, and he couldn't make out his appearance at all.

Another day passed, and the situation in the dream became even worse, and the owner of the house rushed out with great ferocity, and beat the old patriarch with all his might, and hit him with bloody scales on the back.

"Hmph, old immortal, if you have the ability, you can stay at my house and don't leave, I think you want to be here forever with me in seven days, don't you?"

Ever since he was whipped by the owner of the house, he still had a burning pain in his back when he woke up, and now he had trouble even getting up. Seeing that his body is getting worse day by day, it won't be a few days like this, but he will really fulfill the prophecy of the owner of the house in the nightmare.

Wushuang grinned and listened, there are many strange things in his heart every year, only this year, this is obviously haunted by evil ghosts, his son Dural should have carried him to see Ma Sihai earlier, and what county hospital should he go!

"Old patriarch, do you mind if I help you look at your back?"

Wushuang and Dural took off the old patriarch's shirt and took a closer look, although the old man's back was not as smooth as the girl's skin, but the wind and rain had not been blown in the past month, but the back was much more durable than his old face, and there were no whipping scars.

He stretched out his hand and touched it gently, and the old patriarch grinned in pain.

"Yes, yes, that's it, it hurts, it hurts!"

Ma Ya turned around and was embarrassed to look, but she also heard the old patriarch's groans of pain, and she frowned and called Wushuang and Dural to the outhouse.

"Brother, look...... Really?" she asked.

"Don't you know what to expect?" and ask me. I think the problem lies in that gloomy plank. I smelled it just now, this piece of wood has been buried under the soil for hundreds of years, in addition to the fragrance of gloomy wood, there seems to be a ......" Wushuang squinted his eyes and looked at Dural, and it was too ugly to say in front of his son.

Ma Ya said: "I can also see it, it is better to come early than to come by chance, we are really related to this baby, it is useless to be afraid of others, but it is the baby that my brother needs the most." ”

Wushuang was puzzled and asked what he meant by this.

"This is no ordinary gloomy wood, it's an old coffin board. Dural, your father thought very well, this piece of material is also very suitable for longevity, but it was originally used as a need for the underworld. The old man can't put it down, and when he sleeps on it, it's called a dove occupying the magpie's nest, and people must be unhappy to make trouble. ”

If this is the cause of my father's illness, then I will burn it immediately, and the coffin boards of the dead are unlucky, and no matter how good the wood is, I can't keep it.

"There's no hurry. Ma Ya asked Wushuang: "Brother, do you know how to use this treasure?"

"Huh...... This is the strange art of your treasure keepers, and I haven't even learned the introduction to the treasure in the Thousand Machines Thief. ”

Turning forward, the old mountain counselor told them that after the mountain ghost was injured, he must have come to the Yin Wind Valley to take refuge, and there was an ancient corpse of the Yuan Dynasty in the Yin Wind Valley. Calculate how many years it has been since the Yuan Dynasty, presumably the corpse has already given birth to colorful hair, the zombie is the king of all evils, and the zombie with hair on the body can be regarded as the king of the corpse. Not to mention Wushuang, even if Ma Sihai and Ma Fuxiang are all called, they may not be able to subdue.

She said that the reason why this gloomy wooden coffin board can support dreams is either that there are already memories and resentments of the old corpse, or that the coffin board itself has become a refinement. If you want to subdue the corpse king of the Yuan Dynasty, you have to rely on it, tie the corpse to this coffin board, and in a few hours, the gloomy wooden coffin board will suck all the resentment of the corpse.