A five-zhang high wall and two thick iron gates are several feet thick, separating the front hall and the backyard of the Yan family ancestral hall.

That's not all, after opening the gate, there are more than a dozen guards with solemn expressions and knives in their hands, looking at them vigilantly.

It wasn't until Yan Baichuan, the castle master, stepped forward and waved his hand that these guards flashed to the side and made way so that Sun Ning and the others could really enter it.

Although the Yan family was very resistant to Sun Ning's rude request, some people even wanted to attack him.

But Yan Baichuan, the head of the family, chose to agree to his request after pondering, and the reason was that he actually had similar thoughts to Sun Ning.

So when he took Sun Ning into the backyard, the old man's face became even more solemn, especially when he pushed open the two closed doors, his hands trembled a little: "Do you really think there will be weirdness here?" ”

Sun Ning also looked solemn, nodded and said softly: "Very likely." If the truth is what I think, I'm afraid this is a remnant...... And that also means that the Yan family will be in big trouble. ”

Yan Baichuan snorted lowly, and then he held the candlestick and stepped in.

This room is big and dark.

Although it was still bright, because there were no windows in the room except for this entrance and exit, all light was naturally cut off, and the candlelight seemed so small in the darkness.

And under the light of this light, the situation in the house is faintly revealed-

Coffins, there are more than a dozen huge coffins neatly arranged in this room.

Other than that, there is nothing else.

This was enough to make anyone who entered this room for the first time feel frightened, it was Sun Ning, and his face was three points whiter at this time than when he was outside.

And Xiao Qian's heart beat faster, so she could only pick up the gourd and pour a big sip of wine to calm down.

It's really the coffin here that sets off the whole atmosphere extremely terrifying, depressing, and a little unbearable.

Fortunately, soon, Yan Baichuan lit the candles and oil lamps in a few corners of the house, and finally made the situation in the room clearly visible, which made the weird atmosphere a little lighter.

"The relics of your ancestors are all in these coffins?" After Sun Ning calmed down, he asked in a low voice.

That's not wrong, but it's not right either. I said that only these ten or so people in the ancestors of the family can be refined into the best living corpses, and the others have their own shortcomings, or they are arranged elsewhere, or they are buried in the ground. ”

At this point, there is no need for Yan Baichuan to conceal it, and directly tell the truth about some of the secrets of the Yan family: "The key to corpse control is to refine the corpse, only the best martial arts practitioners in life can be refined into zombies above the walking corpse after death."

"As for the living corpse, it is even more of a hundred existences, and it even needs to make all preparations before death, and I also need to be mentally prepared as early as possible, and I am willing to sacrifice everything for this."

The old man said with a wry smile: "To be honest, such harsh conditions, let alone outsiders, even in the generations of my Yan family, few people can meet the requirements, or are willing to die and not be able to enter the ground." ”

Sun Ning nodded to show his understanding, the most simple view of life and death of the Chinese people is indeed a hurdle that no one can bypass. The fact that more than a dozen living corpses can be preserved on the family side is already a great sacrifice of their ancestors.

"Open the coffin." Sun Ning quickly sorted out his mood and said solemnly.

Yan Baichuan nodded, first went to the front to get a line of incense, and inserted a lit incense stick into the incense burner in front of the coffin, and then respectfully bowed: "The ancestor is above, and the grandson said that Baichuan was disturbed, please forgive the sin......"

After whispering for a while, he reached out and patted the coffin lid hard, and in the creaking sound, the coffin lid slowly moved back, presenting the scene inside in front of Sun Ning and Xiao Qian.

A body much thinner than ordinary people was lying quietly in a small coffin, with a peaceful face, and wearing a white shroud.

It looks like a corpse that has just died and is about to be buried in the ground.

But in fact, this corpse died more than thirty years ago, and it was only refined by the Yan family with a secret method that it could maintain its appearance.

Obviously, this corpse is far more powerful than it seems on the surface, but it is not driven, so it is not terrifying, but that sense of depression still makes Sun Ning and the others a little afraid to look directly.

As if seeing their concerns, Yan Baichuan spoke up again: "Don't worry, the ancestral relics here will not move at will, and only when they are driven by the soul induction bell will they make movements according to the meaning of the corpse control technique." ”

The two nodded, then carefully examined the body inside the coffin to make sure that it was correct, then closed the lid again, and then moved on to the next coffin.

Next, apart from the creaking sound of the coffin opening and closing, there was only the sound of the three of them breathing, and they didn't talk any more.

There is still nothing wrong with opening five coffins in a row, which makes Yan Baichuan's expression soften a little, and what he is most afraid of has not happened.

It wasn't until they came to the sixth coffin near the corner that Sun Ning, who had sharper eyes, couldn't help but sigh softly: "This lid is not completely closed!" ”

The other two looked in the direction of his gaze, and sure enough, the lid of the coffin was not tightly closed, leaving a few inches of gap.

This made Yan Baichuan suddenly stunned and nervous. He hurriedly stepped forward, but he didn't bother to offer more incense and pray, so he forcefully removed the lid of the coffin, revealing the situation inside.

Then, several exclamations came out of the mouths of the three at the same time, and the old man was even more like a lightning strike, and the whole person trembled: "How could it be ......?"

I saw that the body in the coffin was still there, but on the snow-white shroud, there were a little blackened bloodstains, which were obviously splashed from the front.

And his hands were not placed on his chest as smoothly as other corpses, but poked out upward in a tearing shape, and his ten fingers and palms were also stained with dried blood.

The whole corpse brings people an extremely strong killing aura!

And after Sun Ning looked carefully, he found that there was still a little black light on the front chest of the corpse, and after careful identification, he recognized that it was the seven steel needles that were nailed into the body!

"Tang Sect Soul Snatching Needle!" Xiao Qian also spoke immediately, her tone full of surprise.

Yan Baichuan had already been confused, staring at the corpse covered with blood stains and scars, and only kept repeating one sentence: "How can this be?" Who the hell is it? ”

"Lord Yanbao, please calm down, things are strange, but after all, it is far from being out of control!" Sun Ning hurriedly reminded him repeatedly, and patted his shoulder with his hand, which made the old man in the panic stabilize again, but his face had become pale.

Things were worse and more difficult than he had imagined.