This incident has been widely circulated, but it is unknown what the coffin looked like and whose hands it ended up in. When I was in college, I spent a lot of time trying to find out the truth about this coffin.
However, after various investigations, all clues came to nothing.
Moreover, it was discovered at the end that the authenticity of this matter had to be verified, and there were many contradictions in the many statements. Because there were many things to be busy with, the matter ended up being ignored.
When I encounter this kind of thing now, it reminds me of those doubts I had back then. However, now I have long lost the curiosity I had when I was young. After thinking about it for a while, I shook my head and ignored it. I am still honest.
Just wait for your wife to come back. Taking good care of them is the most important thing.
Just as I was thinking about it, the cell phone in my trouser pocket suddenly rang. I picked up the phone and answered it, and the caller turned out to be Xiaopang.
There was a lot of noise around Fatty, a group of people were shouting, and I covered one ear and listened for a long time before I figured out what he was doing.
It turned out that Xiaopang and the others had already gone to watch the excitement before I went downstairs. Now, they were watching the battle by the river. I asked them how the battle was going over there. He only replied that the battle was terrible and asked me to go and see. I shook my head and refused.
, said that I didn’t have time. At this time, Da Niu pulled his neck and shouted: "Boss! You have to come and take a look! There is an old man who is ruining the reputation of your Maoshan Sect!"
"What do you mean?" When I heard this, I was stunned, but if I asked again, Xiaopang's phone number had already hung up.
I hesitated for a moment, then talked to the waiter at the counter and went to the location of the incident. In fact, the place was less than two kilometers away from the small hotel where I stayed, and it was just under a bridge. I asked passers-by and no one knew about it.
Sliding down the edge of the bridge, I held up my trousers and ran to the embankment where the incident occurred. I immediately saw a group of people with broken heads and bloody heads gathered around to watch something.
"Boss! It's over here! It's over here!" We were still quite far away, so Xiaopang jumped on his feet and waved his hands with me. He still had the little red riding hood on him, and he didn't take off the white shirt with the tour group's logo on it.
It looked quite festive from a distance. I walked over to him and asked him what was going on. He pointed at the crowd and said to me: "Look, I found a coffin after fishing for treasures! I think it's quite evil, but I can't explain clearly.
There's something wrong."
As the chubby guy spoke, he pulled his neck and shouted. When everyone heard the words, they all turned their heads and squeezed through a small gap that everyone let go of. They saw a skinny old man wearing an old-fashioned Chinese tunic suit.
The child was sitting cross-legged on top of a huge coffin, chanting sutras and mantras.
This guy's two hands are holding the Dow finger, and they are crossed in front of his chest. Who knows who has touched a little cinnabar on his forehead. It's quite a joy. However, there is still a piece of Dharma compilation rolled up high on his forehead.
The sparse goatee is quite stylish. At first glance, it looks like a Taoist priest, but at a second glance, it seems a bit nondescript.
"What is this for?" I asked the fat man in great surprise when I saw him sitting on the coffin and chanting in front of an incense burner lit with sandalwood.
"We're practicing this. This idiot said he was a Maoshan Heavenly Master, and that there was a devil sealed in the coffin. Why, he's doing a practice to exorcise ghosts here!" said the little fat man, shrugging his shoulders as if he was quite speechless.
At this time, Daniel also squeezed through the crowd. He pointed at the bumbling old man, turned to me and asked: "Boss! Is this your classmate?"
"Bring them down, you charlatan." I said, sneered and motioned for them to follow me out of the river. At this time, the old man who was sitting on the coffin board and casting a spell suddenly opened his eyes and shouted in my direction.
He said: "What a monster, how dare you say such rude words! When you see this Heavenly Master, you still don't kneel down and confess your sins!"
"Who are you talking about?" I was so shocked by his words that I turned around and looked around. At this time, the audience, who were covering their heads and covered with injuries, all turned their heads in my direction.
From their eyes, I could see surprise and panic. It seemed that these mountain people really believed the old man's nonsense and regarded me as a monster...
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a little funny. I bared my big teeth and smiled exaggeratedly, and raised my eyelids to make a mocking gesture. At this time, the old man on the coffin couldn't stand it anymore. He waved his hand and said to the people around him: "You guys, everyone."
, capture this evildoer quickly, I will sacrifice this coffin with his blood!"
"Who dares!" Upon hearing this, Xiaopang rushed over very righteously. I waved my hand and pulled Xiaopang aside. I looked the charlatan up and down, and then I clasped my fingers and said to him the etiquette of Maoshan Gate.
He said: "I am Lu Li, the 39th generation direct disciple of Maoshan Tianshi Daobei Sect, my family master Jin Jiuling, and my master Jin Daoqing. I did not come here intentionally to cause trouble. Please forgive me for any inconvenience!"
This was meant to be polite and tactful, but who would have thought that one stone would stir up a thousand waves. After hearing my identity, an uproar immediately arose among the crowd. Those people gathered around and talked about it.
Even the face of the old man who was making the seals and chanting the incantation was uncertain. He stood up, took a mahogany sword from the hands of a young man next to him, pointed the tip of the sword at me and shouted: "You said you are
Disciple of Maoshan!? That’s nonsense! How come I haven’t heard that there is a person like you in the Maoshan sect in these decades!?”
"Oh, I'm still junior and not well-known. Seniors laughed at me. However, I am indeed a disciple of Maoshan. Even if I go to the Maoshan main altar to check, I can still find my name." I said, smiling secretly.
It was a cry that was partly joking and partly sarcastic.
The other party heard my words and felt a little less confident, but relying on the strength of the crowd, the old guy still said to me reluctantly: "You brat! Stop pretending here, your grandpa has eaten more rice than you."
I’ve eaten a lot more! I miss you because you’re young, so I won’t pursue it any further, just get out of here and don’t delay what your grandpa is doing!”
The old man said, and sat down angrily. I felt quite depressed, so I simply walked back. At this time, the hotel owner came over with a pole, and the old man pulled my clothes and whispered
: "What? You are really a Taoist priest!"
"It's true." I said and nodded. Hearing this, the old man took two steps back and asked again: "Seriously, are you really a Taoist priest?"
"What, it doesn't look like it..." Seeing that he was very suspicious and asked twice, I raised my chest and raised my head and asked.