This purple-brown blood spot was regarded by Wang Dashi as a sign of death, forming a blood spot in the palm of his hand, which seemed to be the condensation of the purple spot just now, and suddenly looked dark brown, and only by careful inspection could it be found that it was purple-brown.

Wang Dashi was surprised and delighted by such a discovery, the culprit of death is the palm of this ancient corpse, that is, the heart of the palm of the night pearl, but also very sad, after all, the wind wandering monk in the mark of death, if it cannot be cracked, the genetic children and grandchildren will be implicated, however, the fortunate in the misfortune is that he has not yet married a daughter-in-law, if he marries a daughter-in-law and gives birth to a baby, the child will also face the potential threat of death when he grows to a certain age.

Mr. Nanyang and Nanyang Xiaolian were shocked, they always thought that this dark purple blood spot dot was the inheritance of the family, but they didn't expect it to be like a touch of the palm of the wind monk's hand, and they were embarrassed at the moment.

In fact, Wang Dashi had noticed that the dark purple dot in Nanyang Xiaolian's palm was exactly the same as the dot in the palm of the dead fat man's hand, but it was not explicitly stated.

Could it be that touching the palm of an ancient corpse is a curse? Is this really a sign of death? Is this the curse of the snake spirit as the old man of Muqiu said? Could this be the root of the calamity? Why did the palm of the ancient corpse just touch the palm of the custom monk, and the palm of the custom monk appears that little bit of dark purple, so if you touch the head of the ancient corpse, then there will also be that little bit of dark purple color on the head? Then when you touch the heart of the ancient corpse, will there also appear that dot-shaped dark purple color in the heart?

The group was surprised, and their minds went blank for a while, not knowing what they were thinking.

For several people, the changes in the coffin were all due to the ancient corpse in the hanging coffin and the ghosts.

Daifuku said: "Yes, yes, the soul of that ancient corpse was hidden outside the hanging coffin, and when it is opened at this moment, it must have alarmed the soul." People and ghosts are one evil and one good, they can't coexist, when we encounter this thing, it will be difficult for us to get out of this underground palace, let's lift the big stone and destroy this ancient corpse is the best, it has been lost!"

No one listened to Daifuku's ramblings, and the group was looking for why this golden-scaled python had turned jet black. At this time, several people found that the ancient corpse was also changing color, and the silver white on its body had melted in half, gradually fading, attracting the eyes of the crowd to stare at it.

Not long after the time passed, the silver-white color on the ancient corpse's body had melted away and turned into a dark purple color. At this time, the ancient corpse was obviously a dead body, the skin was not full and white, and the muscles gradually atrophied, forming a dry corpse.

The face of the dry corpse gradually thinned down, and the skin was gradually covered by the dark purple color, and the brilliance that the fresh corpse only possessed disappeared in an instant. The muscles of the face were tensed and the maxilla was stretched due to the extreme atrophy, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, but the white teeth were only retained for a moment, and then they were covered with a dark purple color. A puff of black juice erupted from the dried corpse's eyes, then slowly dried, and the eyelids drooped deeply...... Everything is changing, there is a fluttering sound in the body, extremely reduced, all internal organs, buried deep in the belly, and I don't know what kind of state it will eventually become. Everything is still changing......

The eyes of the crowd did not leave. After a while, the corpse was transformed, and it was a completely dry corpse that seemed to have been sealed for a thousand years. Unexpectedly, the corpse of the golden-scaled python was also changing, and the speed of change was much faster than that of the ancient corpse, but after a while, the bones of the snake's body appeared, and the whole body was dark purple.

Wang Dashi and Mr. Nanyang want to explore again, but they have no chance.

Seeing this, Dafuyou sighed: "Hey, during the Five Dynasties of the year, the bones left behind from the appearance of the Son of Heaven to the throne of the Great Song Dynasty have finally disappeared completely!

By this time, the strange smell inside the coffin had disappeared and was replaced by the smell of decay and drying.

Wang Dashi felt sensitive, and suddenly remembered the special smell mixed with the strange smell in the hanging coffin, this smell was the smell of mucus sprayed by the snake on the body of the human foot when he was fighting with the human foot just now, could it be that the ancient corpse and the snake body were coated with snake mucus?

Just thinking about it, at this time, the wind wandering monk seemed to think of something, and then said: "I once heard a strange thing from the people, this matter is really mysterious, so far I have not found an exact record, as for whether it really happened, no one can guess!"

Since opening the hanging coffin, the expressions of the group have been very solemn, and then a lot of strange things have happened, which makes the group have a heart that they dare not let go easily, but Dafuyou doesn't care, it seems that he will never focus on one thing, and it seems that death has nothing to do with him. He listened to the words of the Wind Wandering Monk, laughed, and said: "Hey, Wind Wandering Monk, whether it is the matter you said, or the legend, then, when there is an exact record, who can guess through it!

"Hey, fucking hippie!" The Wind Wandering Monk was a little anxious, and said: "Why is your mouth like a worm in a dung pit, it stinks when you turn it over, and it still stinks when you turn it over! ”

Dafu laughed right, his mouth naturally would not lose to the wind wandering monk, and he was about to speak, but was stopped by Wang Dashi's words: "The wind wandering monk once traveled south and north, deep through the folk customs of various places, and also had his own decomposition of folk legends. Folk legends, although the authenticity of the legend can not be determined, but the folk legend has a certain basis——Mr. Fengyou, hurry up and tell the strange things that happened, let the big guy listen to it, I hope to get some inspiration from the legend, find a solution to the disaster!"

Dafuzuo opened his mouth at this time: "First, we killed the spider spirit according to the folklore of Mr. Fengyou to get rain; second, Wang Dashi saved the big-faced pig and the little milk elephant of the real animal according to the folklore recorded by Master Leng Mushroom in the Tomb Mountain. Folklore has a certain truth, probably that the local people found ways to solve all kinds of strange things, but they were not convinced, so they would load these methods into some gods and ghosts to make up stories, and the people at that time must be convinced, and after a long time, most people thought it was just a story or just a legend. ”

Dafu listened to Wang Dashi and closed his mouth.

The wind wandering monk glanced at Dafu to the right, and told the folk rumors he had heard at that time seriously.

He said that there was a drought in one place, and there was no rain for a long time, many ditches and ditches had dried up, and the big rivers that had a lot of water were gradually drying up, which threatened people's lives. It is said that there are many snakes in that place, and snakes can be seen in both hot summer and cold winter, but due to the drought and lack of water, those snakes can not stand it and migrate in large numbers. At that time, a monk came to the local area, because of the local drought, there was no harvest, and it was difficult to protect himself, so where did he still have the heart to take care of it? Just one day, the monk went to a family to make a fortune, and as soon as he opened the door, he was sinned. The woman of this family felt that it was unlucky to open the door and meet the bald monk, so she pointed to the monk's head and scolded a dog's blood. The monk had nothing to eat or drink, and one night, he died silently with hunger, thirst and hunger. After the monk died, the sun became more fierce and the drought became more severe......"

When the custom monk said this, Dafu right interjected and said: "Mr. Fengyou, the arid place you are talking about, is there a dry spider essence growing again? Hey, the old lady is wrapped in a stinky foot cloth and wears cotton shoes, this is a typical folk custom, we are too clear about this matter, if it is still talking about the old routine, we don't have the time to listen to your nonsense here! It's really unfortunate, if you think your mouth is idle and you have nothing to do, then you wipe your mouth with a stinky foot!"

The custom monk ignored Dafuyou, and continued: "Due to the hot weather, after the monk died, his body gradually decomposed, constantly mutated, and formed a dried corpse. The local people had never seen the dried corpse, and when they learned that this dried corpse was the monk who had turned into a relationship, they did not dare to offend again, so they built a temple in the local area and offered the dried corpse on the spiritual seat. With a temple and a store of dried corpses, gradually people came to kowtow and petition. Due to the local drought, most of the people who burn incense and petition pray for a dripping rain, or that the local arid river will be filled with water for the local people's livelihood. ”

But the rain that has been waiting for a long time has not come, and people are very impatient, and they keep going to worship the dry monk, hoping that the dry monk can manifest himself.

Sincerely, the gold and stone are open. One night, a man in the village was on a night road, and when he passed by the temple, he saw the monk walking out of the temple and lying behind. In the daytime, people found that the monk in the temple was gone, and after searching, they found that the monk was lying at the back of the temple, he was curled up, holding a well in his arms, and the water in the well continued to flow out. People were pleasantly surprised, and since then, people have said that this well water is the water of life that the monk of the dry corpse begged for, and later called it the Spring of Blessing and Shade. People respect this dry monk even more, and every time they come here to fetch water, they have to kowtow to this dry monk to thank him.

Legend has it that because this monk was scolded by a woman pointing to his head before his death, so after he died, the monk had a quirk, and it was most taboo for people to point to his head, as long as people touched the head of the monk with their hands or pointed at the head of the monk, red spots would grow on the body, and they would die immediately, and the descendants born would not live long. The red dot marked death, as if under an unbreakable spell. But what is puzzling is that some people pointed to the monk's head, but nothing happened.

The group of people were attracted by this legendary story, especially the red dots on the head and body of the monk that Mr. Feng Yousheng talked about, which seemed to be the same as the dark brown ideas growing in the palms of the Nanyang family.

The monk paused for a moment, then sighed, and slowly told the rest of the story, only to hear the sound of the pages rattling, and immediately paused again.