The bronze coffin emitted a faint golden light again.

"Brother Qing, that old man seems to be quite powerful..." Shen Shuyi was the first to react from fear. He pointed to the old man beside Wen Yuandao Ren and said.

More than a hundred people in the funeral procession knelt down, only the old man and Taoist Wen Yuan stood in the crowd. The old man and Taoist Wen Yuan stood one after another. It was the old man who ganged the young Taoist Wen Yuan to block the golden light, otherwise, the Taoist Wen Yuan would have ended up very miserable.

"Master, Master, what's going on?" Taoist Wen Yuan, who had a pale face, turned his head and looked at the old man beside him, and asked.

The old man looked calm and patted Wen Yuan on the shoulder and said, "Disciple, this weapon cannot be dealt with, and even a master cannot deal with!"

"Town, town, where is the weapon?" Dao Ren Wenyuan swallowed in fear and asked.

The old man turned his head and looked at Shin Shuyi. Before we could speak, the old man in white walked straight to Shin Shuyi, pointed to the box in Shin Shuyi's hand and said, "Girl, can you show me the things in this box?"

"No, why do you want to see my box?" Shin Shuyi handed the box toward me with caution.

"The things in your box suppressed my client. I need to cast a spell to let the weapon recover the vigor." The old man said.

Shin Shuyi looked at the old man with doubts.

"Shuyi, give me the box and I will see if what he said is true." As I said, I took the box in Shin Shuyi's hand.

Just as I was about to open the box, the old man reached out and held my hand, saying, "Young man, wait a minute."

As he said that, under my puzzled gaze, the old man took out a gossip mirror from his pocket and handed it to Wen Yuan, saying, "Disciple, Master Zhou belongs to wood in the five elements, and he can't stand the advantage after opening the box. You hang the gossip mirror on Master Zhou."

After Wen Yuan hung the gossip mirror, the old man removed the hand covering my arm and opened the box.

Zheng!

The moment the box opened, three golden lights soared into the sky. I saw the three Buddha heads on the golden Vajra handle suddenly opened their eyes.

The Buddha's head closed his eyes and felt like he was not angry and powerful. Opening his eyes makes people extremely scared.

The eyes of the three Buddha heads on the Vajra Pillar all looked at the coffin where Mr. Zhou was without exception.

When the old man saw this Vajra slam, his eyes showed a burst of blazing and hot brilliance.

Seeing him like this, I took a few steps back vigilantly and said, "Old man, is it the reason for this magic weapon?"

The old man nodded and said, "Yes!"

"Then how to withdraw this golden light?" I continued to ask.

The old man explained: "It's easy. Just use the owner of this Vajra Pillar to gently caress the Buddha's eyes, and the Buddha's eyes can be closed."

I turned to look at Shin Shuyi and said, "You're here?"

"I don't come. If the Buddha's eyes are opened, it means that the Buddha's eyes are opened. Maybe the people in the coffin are not a good thing." Shin Shuyi said.

brush!

After Shin Shuyi finished speaking, the crowd in the funeral team looked at the girl who was speaking without permission.


Chapter completed!