When Cai Gen wanted to be an audience member, he had already lit his cigarette, which was as natural as eating popcorn in a movie theater.
How about watching some supernatural events without smoking? It’s not suitable.
When the unlucky No. 28 was knocked to death in front of the coffin and his soul was buried in it, Cai Gen couldn't smoke anymore.
"No, none of you can explain it to me?
Why did this spirit commit suicide? Does it shock us?
Wouldn't it be so naive? We haven't seen anything before, and how can we still be scared?"
Cai Gen kept making noises, but he really didn't feel scared.
Naqi was the most cooperative with Cai Gen. The pickup truck started and moved back more than ten meters.
This shows that Naqi was frightened.
"No, Naqi, you just said something, why are you so scared?
Dayi, are you not afraid of this?"
Finally, Naqi spoke,
"I'm not afraid, I'm afraid of that thing like smelly dog shit.
It’s all negative energy. If you touch him, you’ll be dead for several years. Why don’t I run away?”
So it turns out it’s not fear, it’s fear of mourning? Cai Gen opened his mouth and said,
"How sad can it be? More sad than Xiao Shui?"
I felt a little regretful when I said it, but I said it anyway, and Cai Gen was done.
Zhen Shuiyin didn't even get angry and spoke up for herself.
"My death is the inevitable result of the constellation movement and the conflict between the five elements. It can be regarded as a useful supplement to the development and decline of things.
The mourning in that coffin does not belong to this world, and the mourning that is disgusted by this world is not of the same nature."
Cai Gen didn't understand the rest. Simply based on the helpful supplement, he felt that Zhen Shuiyin was forcibly clearing his name.
Come on, as you said, that coffin is very sad, so what can I do?
Seeing a coffin in broad daylight is inherently unlucky, right?
As for over-interpretation?
It really matters, because the face No. 28 turned into a relief opened its mouth to speak.
It's hard to say whether the sound is loud or soft, but you can hear it, just like background music, even if you don't want to listen.
He speaks softly, unhurriedly, as if he is speaking close to your ear, but you still don’t understand what he is saying.
"What did he say?"
Cai has a principle of asking questions when you don’t understand anything at all, and never making blind guesses, and answers questions in a timely manner.
"Third uncle, this should be a scripture."
Xiao Sun said with certainty, as if he had heard it before.
"What does that mean?"
Xiao Sun shook his head. He was not embarrassed at all.
"Can't understand."
Well, that's right. If everything goes well, then it's not normal.
"Master, this should be a verse expressing praise. It seems to be to unlock the seal of the Mulolo people."
This was so unclear that Cai Gen lost his patience and pulled Xiao Tmall over and held him in his arms.
"Hurry up and explain to me, why are you feeding pigs?"
Xiao Tmall is very reluctant to be in Cai Gen's arms, which means that if she says the wrong thing, she will be looked down upon.
"Master, look, look, that black coffin is the torso of the Mulolo man.
In the Luoluo world, there is a kind of wood Luoluo, which is more like a big tree, but its performance is much stronger than wood.
It is fireproof, waterproof and insectproof, and is harder than diamond. It is naturally the best material for making boxes.
Then, those people in the west, when the Mulolo people were young, carved scriptures on their bodies, a bit like a combination lock.
When the Mulolo people are fully mature, they cut off their heads, limbs, and torsos to create storage boxes with their own combination locks.
If you want to open the box, you must cooperate with the scriptures that unlock the password, otherwise, even if the box is destroyed, you will not be able to get out the contents."
After some explanations from Xiao Tmall, Cai Gen probably understood.
Regarding using other species to make boxes, should we say it is cruel and selfish, or should we say that we make the best use of the material?
It can only be said that a place with water and soil can support a person.
The binary world of black and white, apart from being taught in kindergarten, has already begun to become blurry in elementary school.
After knowing the principle, Cai Gen looked at the coffin from a different angle.
What kind of magic weapon is inside? Does it need such an expensive box, and does it have to be made into a coffin?
The verses about Face No. 28 seem to be endless, and I don’t know how many times they have been repeated.
Finally, the black coffin changed. A row of golden writing began to appear on the originally dark coffin board. It was so far away that Cai Gen couldn't see what was written.
"Xiao Sun, can you read the words on the coffin clearly?"
"I can see clearly. I can see every stroke clearly. What's wrong, third uncle?"
"Then what's written on it?"
"do not know!"
Okay, Cai Gen really wants to slap himself in the mouth, what are you asking for when you have nothing to do?
What can you do if you know what to write?
Is it that important?
Looking at the black coffin again, after the row of gold characters completely appeared, there was no other change.
It is in vain to let No. 28 keep talking about it.
Oh, this is like the matching numbers of a combination lock. If all the numbers match, all the gold characters will appear, and the sealed box will be opened, right?
In order to prove Cai Gen's guess, Spirit Messenger No. 27 made the same movements, the same ten thousand peach blossoms bloomed, and the same face appeared next to No. 28.
A voice like a duet came from No. 27's mouth, and it was expected that gold letters would also appear on the coffin.
That's really the case, but this password lock is a bit troublesome. Is it necessary to be so troublesome?
If you seal someone dead, if you unseal it, someone will die. Are people so worthless?
It seems that to the Heavenly Society, people are indeed worthless.
The speed of unlocking has been accelerated.
Numbers 26 and 25 were launched at the same time, as if it was a competition to see whose peach blossoms would bloom more conspicuously.
Everyone in the car looked at it very seriously. Cai Gen didn't say anything, and no one else said anything, as if they were addicted to this evil unlocking ceremony.
"Are we just watching? Shouldn't we go up and stop them from breaking the seal?"
No one answered, and Cai Gen was embarrassed.
"Are you all possessed by evil? Are you that good-looking? Aren't you just banging your head to death?"
Still no one answered. Cai Gen felt that he had been ignored and was a little angry.
"Xiao Sun, Xiao Shui, Xiao Tian, how are you doing?"
Finally, Xiao Sun spoke,
"Third uncle, this Mulolo box has a long history. Because the production process is complicated, most people have never seen the finished product.
After all were made into boxes, they were hidden in the west to contain the unique scriptures.
When it was such a big deal to seek Buddhist scriptures, I was not even willing to give me this wooden box."
After going around in circles, I still didn’t understand what it meant? Cai Gen asked,
"Isn't it true that this coffin is very rare? What can it do?"
Xiao Tmall revealed the root cause,
"Master, it's not difficult to go over and interrupt them now. There are only more than twenty spirit envoys. You can do it yourself.
However, if you kill these twenty or so spirit envoys, you will lose the possibility of opening the box. This is the key point.
Aren’t you curious about what’s inside such a precious box?”
The driving force behind the development of the matter turned out to be Bagua's heart, and Cai Gen admitted defeat.
