I just wanted to tell my grandfather about this, but he had already closed the beeswax coffin lid tightly.
After the coffin lid was closed, those red and soft things, as if they had been given permission, nibbled on my skin, hair, and inside the seven holes one by one.
The beeswax coffin had already entered absolute darkness, so I could not observe whether my body was already riddled with holes.
The strange thing is that the inside of the beeswax coffin is very dark, but the coffin itself is bright and seems to be transparent.
Because I seemed to be able to see the material of the coffin itself, that is, at the moment when the amber was formed, the creatures wrapped inside seemed to be moving.
However, I am not very sure, because at this time, my head has begun to feel a little dizzy, and I can't tell whether it is reality or fiction.
All I knew was that there seemed to be tens of thousands of ants gnawing at me all over my body.
It hurts, it's a tiny pain.
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But this kind of pain did not bring me pain, but comfort.
It feels like there is a force that is being held in the inner layers of my skin, ready to go out, but it has been unable to break through this layer of fortress of my skin.
And these soft red things helped this force.
While biting my skin until it hurt, it also released the power in my body.
Therefore, what the red bugs bring me is a sour feeling.
I have never felt so relaxed, as if all the physical and mental shackles were lifted.
The whole body is so light and fluttering that with just one leap, one can fly into the sky.
I slowly closed my eyes, and my whole body gradually fell into a state of ignorance.
Although my body no longer has any feeling, I know very well that my consciousness is awake.
At this moment, I suddenly realized whether this was the legendary out-of-body experience.
p I heard my father accidentally say something before that in Shennongjia, there is an ancient witchcraft - shaman. Among them, the highest shaman can leave the body in advance.
My father emphasized to me at the time that there was a big difference between shamanism and shamanism.
He should have explained the difference to me at the time, but I was still young at the time and all I wanted to do was climb trees in the fields and mess with birds, so I couldn't hear this.
Even if I try hard to recall now, I can only recall a few words.
My father said that shamans are the channel of communication between heaven and earth.
The Gu family members who took us into the mountains at that time were probably descendants of the shaman.
Now recalling the conversation between the Gu family and Chen Mo at that time, they should be old acquaintances with the Chen family.
So, could my grandfather be lying? His statement about poisoning was just one-sided, just to perform a shamanic ritual on me.
But what is his purpose?
I have already handed over my astrolabe to him, and I am ready to go to Mustang to find a way to sacrifice the astrolabe. Why would he do this?
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Thinking of this, I suddenly felt something in my body again.
The feeling of thousands of bugs gnawing at my skin slowly returned.
It was so quiet around me that I could even hear the sounds of the bugs tearing my skin apart.
No, we have to find a way to get out of this beeswax coffin first.
Chen Mo didn't know if he knew this place.
It seems that I was right to insist on meeting Chen Mo before entering the beeswax coffin. At least he could know my current situation.
However, you can't rely on Chen Mo for everything. You still have to see if you can open the coffin lid first.
The Chen family has strict family rules and there are agencies everywhere. By the time Chen Mo came here avoiding the eyes and ears of the Chen family, what my grandfather wanted to do to me might have been accomplished.
When I thought of this, I immediately started to move instead of just lying there and waiting for death.
I wanted to shake my body vigorously to make some of the little bugs fall off.
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Then my hands kept groping for 4 weeks.
I don’t know if this beeswax coffin is the same as the one in Wawushan. If it is the same, it would be troublesome because the mechanism for opening the lid of the coffin is outside the beeswax coffin.
When Chen Mo and I were able to walk out of the beeswax coffin, it was because Zhang Jisheng happened to come in at that time and he opened it from the outside.
Therefore, any struggle I make here is actually in vain.
I sat up half-crouched.
Small bugs kept falling out of my hair and crawling on my face.
As a grown man, I feel extremely disgusted.
The beeswax coffin originally contained half of the coffin's liquid, and these liquids should be supporting those little bugs.
However, what is particularly strange is that when I sat up at this moment, I did not touch the liquid in the half-silk beeswax coffin at all, as if these liquids were only effective if I was in it.
What on earth is this?
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I couldn't help but the cat lowered his body, put his nose close and smelled it.
But it is colorless and odorless.
I didn't give up and wanted to pick up a scoop with my hands and take a look.
However, when I moved my hand towards the bottom of the beeswax coffin, I found that there seemed to be a layer of something on the bottom of the coffin.
It was too dark inside the coffin, so I grabbed one of them and brought it to my eyes, but I still couldn't see clearly.
However, when you feel it with your hands, it seems like a leaf.
Following this, I grabbed another handful with my hands.
Really leaves.
What is the purpose of having these leaves on the bottom of the coffin?
Grandfather really has a lot of tricks up his sleeve.
I was thinking silently in my heart, and suddenly remembered something.
I hurriedly grabbed another leaf, then put it in my hands and groped it carefully, not daring to miss any detail from its outline to its thickness.
As expected, it was that thing——
Spirit floating tree.
The Lingfu tree that was brought out of the study by the big black snake, and all the leaves from which was later picked off by my grandfather, are now spread at the bottom of the coffin.
It is recorded in the ancient books collected by my grandfather that the spirit floating tree can separate the human soul from the body. At that time, because of this spiritual floating tree, my grandfather was able to trap the evil dragon in the swamp.
In the Longjing, in Chen Mo's words, my grandfather separated the soul and body of the Lingfu tree.
Could it be that my grandfather wanted to use the method of taming the dragon on me?
Suddenly, I broke out in a cold sweat all over my body.
If this is really the case, then this old man who seems to have kind eyes and a kind face is really terrifying.
And the authenticity of the large number of past events he told me needs to be confirmed.
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I thought about the moment when my soul was out of body, and I felt that it was really dangerous.
I don’t know what the reason was, but my soul suddenly returned to my body after leaving my body.
But what was biting my body in front of me turned out to be the ray of soul trapped under my skin that was trying to be released.
What should I do? If it happens again, I will definitely not be so lucky.
Does my grandfather want my soul or my body?
Because according to what was said before, it is because I have the relatively pure bloodline of Queen Houtu that I can feel things in some places that others cannot. It is also possible that only I can perform sacrifices.
According to this line of thinking, what my grandfather wanted was probably my body.
Will it?
I remembered a terrible thing.
That was what my grandma used to scare me when I was a kid because I was always making trouble if I didn't obey.
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Just replace my soul with an obedient one.
If what grandma said was not made up randomly, but someone actually executed it...
I don't dare to think about it any more.
At this moment, an indescribable feeling of exhaustion surged through my body.
Immediately afterwards, my body was almost out of control, and I fell straight towards the bottom of the coffin.