[69 Book Bar - www.] Qiangzi took the lead in holding the iron bar in his hand and walked over. Next to him were Chun'er holding a kitchen knife and Qing'er holding a hammer. Xiao Heizi raised his air gun and aimed at the coffin. Qiangzi

Zi ordered: "I will pry open the coffin board later. If something jumps out, no matter what it is, I will give it a hammer. Do you understand?"

The other three nodded nervously. Qiangzi took a deep breath and inserted the iron bar into the crack of the board. The surroundings were silent and they could only hear each other's intense heartbeats.

I said Qiangzi, please wait, and then took out the things we had prepared in advance from the bag, including glutinous rice, red rope, peach wood nails, and garlic.

Qiangzi patted his head and said, "Yeah, why did I forget these things? Come on, each of you can put some on your body."

Qing'er asked, "Brother Qiang, how do you use these things?"

Qiangzi turned his head and turned his questioning eyes to me. I am not a Taoist priest from Maoshan. I don’t know how to use it, so I had to say to them, "What do you want to do with so many things? When the coffin board is opened later, you can just use these things."

Throw them all in, let's strike first! No, strike first to defeat the devil!"

Xiao Heizi asked doubtfully: "Do I have to throw away the red rope too?"

Chun'er wrapped the red rope around her neck, "Don't throw it away, use it to ward off evil spirits!"

We all thought this was a good idea, so we all tied red ropes around our necks.

Qiangzi asked us: "Are you all ready?"

I pulled the safety catch on the bandit's gun and said, "Ready!"

Qiangzi nodded, took the hammer from Chun'er's hand and hit the iron bar several times, until one-third of the iron bar had sunk into the gap between the coffin board and the coffin body.

Qiangzi held his breath and shouted: "Get up!"

Just a clanking sound was heard, and a nail in the coffin jumped high.

Qiangzi took two steps back, inserted the iron bar into the back corner of the coffin, and then pried it up hard.

Our hearts were in our throats, fearing that some kind of zombie would emerge from inside. As soon as the coffin board was lifted, we would hit all the evil-proof objects in our hands.

Ding! There was another crisp sound, but the coffin board did not slip out.

Qiangzi said: "Huh? Why is this lid still tight?"

I went up and pushed it with my hands, and it turned out that there was a groove between the coffin lid and the coffin, and the coffin lid could slide. Qiangzi and I worked in tandem, one pushing and the other pulling, and the coffin lid was indeed in place.

Moved away slowly.

I said loudly: "Brothers, what are you still doing?"
Chapter completed!