Chapter 11: The Coffin
"I ......" Wei Zhongling was extremely aggrieved in his heart.
When did you want to see these things, and why did you open yourself a yin and yang eye?
Now it's okay, it's convenient to listen to those palace maids discuss what ghosts and monsters are in private in the future, and you can see at a glance whether it's really there.
"Shhhh Yang Ming opened his mouth and whispered.
Zhou Hualin on the side wanted to complain, and said in his heart that those people and the evil spirit together don't know if it's enough for you to blow to death in one breath, and you still have to hide now?
It was closer, and Wei Zhongling could see it clearly. The four strong men wore only short fights and ponchos, and seemed to care about the cold and coolness at all, carrying a large coffin in the middle.
The coffin was scrawled with various floral inscriptions, as if to suppress the evil spirits in it and prevent them from coming out.
The three of them held their breath and condensed, and Wei Zhongling didn't dare to breathe. Zhou Hualin was to complete Yang Ming's task, and Yang Ming felt a little strange.
Generally speaking, no matter what kind of cultivation an evil spirit is, it will not escape the influence of its own hellish power, and it will unconsciously be attracted to itself and absorb it as a part of the body.
But the evil spirit in this coffin did not feel attracted at all, as if it was dead and there was none.
The four of them carried the coffin past Yang Ming's enchantment, but they didn't see the three. walked forward like this, but when the coffin was in the same position as Wei Zhongling, it suddenly began to ring.
The coffin began to thump, and one of the forces was slapping the coffin so hard that it was as if a living person had been put in it and was now desperately trying to escape.
Wei Zhongling's face turned pale, and his breathing was a little heavier unconsciously, Yang Ming glanced at her, and the aura in her body was triggered, and the whole was more secretive.
The strong men were also uncomfortable, and a breath that was colder than the wet cold in the rain overflowed from the coffin in the middle of the four people, as if the four of them had humped a piece of ice.
The weight of the coffin in the middle seemed to be getting heavier and heavier, and the four of them remembered their previous explanation, and hurriedly took two or three steps harder, only then did they feel that their shoulders suddenly relaxed, as if the things in the coffin had lost the strength to struggle.
The four of them carried it farther and farther, Yang Ming relaxed the enchantment, and then looked at the ground, the four footprints that went deep into the mud were shocking on the ground, as if the four of them had experienced life and death just now.
"There's something weird about this thing. Zhou Hualin looked at the person carrying the coffin in the distance, and muttered in a low voice, with a feeling of eagerness in his voice.
It's no wonder that Zhou Hualin, after all, there is no sect master, to a certain extent, he is Ye Xiu, and most of the opportunities for Ye Xiu come from his own snatching, like this is likely to be a big opportunity.
"How are you?" Yang Ming ignored it, looked at Wei Zhongling and asked.
"I'm fine, I'm fine. Wei Zhongling breathed heavily, she just scared herself for a moment, if there was really anything wrong, she was fine.
Yang Ming's wisp of karmic fire is not only the effect of rain, but also constantly strengthens Wei Zhongling's body in the origin of life, otherwise she may not be able to walk out of this morning's journey alone.
"Let's rest for a while and go, or we'll have to sleep in the fields tonight, and maybe we'll find a village in the afternoon." Yang Ming looked at the backs of those people from afar, whispered, and directly put away the enchantment and started to hurry.
The day passed quickly, and as it approached dusk, the rain was a little lighter. The three of them also went outside a small village, and the two of them were amazed that there really was a village.
Yang Ming explained with a smile: "After all, those four people seem to be quite familiar with this road, and although the four of them are strong, they are not monks, and they will definitely find a place to rest tonight." So you can find a village here. ”
Wei Zhongling's face became more and more pale as he listened, until Yang Ming finished speaking, and he was almost colorless.
Together, you want to live in a village with that strange coffin tonight?
"If you don't live here, you're really going to sleep in the wilderness. Eldest princess, you have just opened your eyes, now is the time when you can't control it, what if you see anything again at night......" Zhou Hualin saw Wei Zhongling's worries and opened his mouth to persuade her.
Wei Zhongling listened to Zhou Hualin's words but was not happy, and Yang Ming on the side sighed.
Don't look at the age of this old Zhou, he still doesn't have a hand to coax people. She's worried about the evil spirit inside the coffin, and now you tell her she can see it, isn't she even more uncomfortable?
Wei Zhongling glanced at Yang Ming with resentment, and then at Zhou Hualin, planning not to listen, not to speak, not to watch, and to hold on until dawn tomorrow tonight.
After walking for about ten minutes, a mansion that seemed to be quite rich suddenly appeared in front of him, and Zhou Hualin spontaneously stepped forward and knocked on the door.
The knock on the door didn't travel far in the rain, but there was a feeling of echo, and if you listened closely, you would find that it was too quiet all around.
Yang Ming looked around, even if it was a heavy rainy day, it was not night at this time, why was there no sound?
A series of footsteps sounded inside the door, and soon a man stood behind the door and asked who it was.
Zhou Hualin coughed twice: "Hello, we are passing merchants, it's too late today, can you borrow a treasure to stay for one night?"
The door was suddenly opened, and a white-haired head poked out of the crack in the door, looking at Zhou Hualin, then at Wei Zhongling and Yang Ming, and then before he spoke.
"Passerby, hurry up, it's not the old man who oppresses you, why don't you hurry up......" The old man said as he spoke, his voice suddenly lowered, and he lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking.
Zhou Hualin smiled all over his face: "Old man, aren't you embarrassed for me?" Behind is my young master, some are money, this place is only for one night, can't you pay more for the room?"
"It's not about money......," the old man began to explain, as if the explanation involved something that could not be said, and his face pleaded bitterly.
"It's okay, why don't you point out a clear path for the old man? at least let a few of us know where we can live here." Yang Ming smiled, obviously not wanting to force this old man.
The old man muttered a few words and said, "Three or five hundred meters further east, there is a house, which is also quite large, and no one has lived in it for a long time, so it is better for the three of you to live there." ”
Yang Ming arched his hand, took off a piece of broken silver from his wrist and handed it out: "Disturb the old man, please accept the small gift." ”
The old man took a few steps back and waved his hand: "No, no, you guys hurry up and find a place." The house still has to be cleaned up, and it has been abandoned for a long time. ”
"But if you can, you'd better get out early...... Here......" The old man's voice suddenly disappeared, his lips trembled, and he closed the door directly.