Tian Mangui, who looked sad and had not yet recovered from the heavy blow, with dark circles and red bloodshot eyes, drove two carriages to take away the coffin according to the time agreed yesterday.
Before leaving, Tian Mangui respectfully put down a few coins as profit money.
Jin An and the old Taoist priest refused, saying that they had agreed from the beginning that they were not here to ask for money and that the old man had already paid. However, Tian Mangui insisted on paying the interest in money.
The Tian family was very grateful to Jin An and the old Taoist priest for their help, and they expressed their gratitude when they left.
After seeing off the Tian family, the old Taoist priest, who had not slept a wink all night and looked a little tired, looked at Jin An with a sad look: "Little brother, we haven't found a clue about the coffin plaque yet."
"The plaque on the coffin has been sitting on your sheep's butt for the past two days, and there is no sign of anything strange at all..."
If the truth about the coffin plaque is not revealed, the construction of the Five Zang Taoist Temple will not be started. They have to find a way to stabilize people's hearts.
Unexpectedly, Jin An replied: "I already have some clues about this matter."
The old Taoist priest looked surprised: "Little brother, what did you see?"
Jin An found a pickaxe and a shovel from the construction site opposite the coffin shop: "This is why I waited until dawn and the Tian family took away the coffin before I started. There is something under the coffin shop, and it should be that thing.
It's causing trouble."
The old Taoist priest was surprised when he heard this: "What is it?"
"Little brother, how did you figure it out?"
Jin An raised his eyes and looked at the old Taoist priest: "Last night, when my soul was out of my body and I was reading "Record of Corpses", I noticed a faint aura under the coffin. When my soul went underground, I found nothing, so I
I plan to dig it out with my own hands to see what mystery is hidden in this coffin shop."
Hearing what Jin An said, the old Taoist priest's curiosity was aroused: "Little brother, if you say that, then I won't be sleepy as an old Taoist."
In order to avoid disturbing the neighbors, Jin An dug out the coffins and laid the foundation behind closed doors, and this kind of laborious work was most suitable for Jin An.
As he dug a few feet deeper, he actually unearthed something. It was a black coffin that had been buried vertically in the ground.
The black coffin is covered with ink lines on all sides, and four yellow talismans are used to suppress the corpse energy and isolate it from the outside world.
Jin'an kept digging.
But I found that the space below was getting bigger and bigger.
The old Taoist priest squatting on the ground holding a lantern to illuminate Jin'an exclaimed: "Mom, this black coffin is not only buried vertically, but it is also buried vertically with a trumpet urn that is narrow at the top and wide at the bottom! Little brother, what are you still doing?
Remember the cannibal temple in Chang County? The two burial methods are exactly the same!"
Jin An looked solemn.
No need for the old Taoist priest to remind him, he also thought of the cannibal temple in Chang County.
The old Taoist priest continued to be surprised and said: "The trumpet urn, also known as the place of gathering Yin, can make the Yin energy in a place gather and not disperse. Over time, it becomes a place for raising corpses! It is also a trumpet urn, and it seals the spirit and isolates it from the outside world.
It’s a big deal to raise corpses under the eyes of Jiangzhou Prefecture!”
Jin An was very strong and dug the hole very quickly. Suddenly, he was surprised, and it turned out that the man had already reached the bottom of the trumpet urn.
"Old Taoist, there's something going on down here. Find a rope and get down carefully."
Snap.
The sound of footsteps hitting the ground.
It was the old Taoist priest who slid down the hemp rope from the trumpet urn.
The bottom of the trumpet urn is about three to four feet high from the ground. The heavy black coffin is suspended in the earth wall by a few thick hemp ropes. Four hemp ropes at the head and four hemp ropes at the end of the coffin are stable and will not shake.
Under the black coffin, there is a bench, which is covered with a thick layer of dust. There is a sea bowl on the bench. Half of the bowl of corpse water has been filled in the sea bowl, but the corpse water is not black.
, but transparent, not impurities or maggots, but flawless, not foul-smelling, but fragrant and fresh.
It was this scene that aroused Jin An's surprise just now, so he called the experienced Taoist priest to come down and help him look at the origin of the coffin.
"How strange!"
"How strange and strange!"
The old Taoist priest walked back and forth around the long wooden bench and the hanging coffin, looking at it and shaking his head. Even he couldn't figure out the origin of the coffin.
"Little brother, don't look at this coffin, which is shiny black and very new. This is because this is a place where corpses are raised. The corpse breath is exposed to moisture. The coffin absorbs the corpse breath and does not rot with the changes of time. Instead, it is raised
It has to last forever.”
Jin An frowned and said with a stern expression: "If even you, the old Taoist, can't see the purpose of the black coffin and the corpse liquid in the bowl, then we will open the coffin directly and see what is in the coffin!"
Before the old Taoist priest could react, Jin An moved his feet slightly, grabbed the old Taoist priest's robe with his left hand, held up the end of the coffin with his right palm, and then slapped the coffin with force. The heavy coffin, which weighed a thousand kilograms, directly broke the ropes, including the person and the coffin.
Flying out of the trumpet urn pit.
The old Taoist priest was led out of the horn urn by Jin An, just like a flying monkey.
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The old Taoist priest's unprepared screams echoed back and forth in the speaker urn which was narrow at the top and wide at the bottom.
Boom!
The thousand-jin coffin fell heavily to the ground.
Jin An's palm arose with poisonous internal energy, and he touched it around the gap in the coffin lid, melting the ink fountain thread, and then slapped his palm, causing the coffin lid, which was difficult for ordinary people to lift, to slide aside.
Boom!
Suddenly, a spring thunder exploded above the coffin shop. It seemed that the Thunder God and Lightning Mother were inspecting the world and noticed that an ancient corpse was born here.
But the spring thunder only sounded once.
Lying in the coffin was an old corpse. There was no decay as expected. Except for the skin being a little bluish-white, it was almost the same as a living person. The eyes of the old corpse were sewn shut with black thread, and the facial muscles did not show the fear of a person dying.
, fear, despair, but a slightly sad yearning.
The reason why Jin An could see this expression on a dead man's face was because he saw such an expression on Tian Mangui's face not long ago.
I don’t know who the person in the coffin missed the most in the last moment before he died...
After the old Taoist priest stood firm, he also leaned his head to take a look: "The two eyelids were sewn shut. This style is a bit like Green Forest's crime method. The kidnappers and bandits were afraid that the deceased would come to claim his life at night, and after killing the person, they would leave the person's two limbs.
Pick out your eyeballs."
Jin An frowned and looked at the old corpse back and forth: "This man had his eyes sewn shut while he was still alive."
To determine whether a person's wound is a wound before death or after death, look for inflammation, bruising, and swelling near the wound.
The old corpse in the coffin has these characteristics.
Jin An made a new discovery and frowned again: "The coffin has a lot of nail scratches. Not only did this man have his eyes sewn shut before he died, but he was also buried alive."
"This is really a crime!" the old Taoist priest said angrily, and then he chanted sutras to achieve salvation.
"Little brother, what should we do next? Should we ask the previous coffin shop owners to find out who buried it?"