Super Thrilling Live Broadcast Chapter 165: Midnight pulls the coffin
Chapter 165: Pulling the Coffin at Midnight
I stood by the cemetery alone. About ten minutes later, Ergou arrived in his old van.
"Brother Jian, I heard that your tone is wrong, what happened?" Er Gou led three brothers into the sugarcane field.
"Can these people be trusted?"
"Don't worry, they are all brothers brought out by me."
"That's good." I moved out of the way and signaled them to come over. Several people scanned with flashlights, and when they saw the coffin in the pit, they all showed hesitation.
Er Gou was also a little puzzled: "Brother Jian, digging someone's ancestral graves is detrimental to morality!"
"Don't ask so many questions, let's take the coffin away first and put it here, and things will change later."
I jumped into the pit first, and Ergou waved helplessly, beckoning a few people to help.
"The coffin seems to be getting lighter?" Dragging the bottom of the coffin with my palm, I noticed something different. The first time I came down to open the coffin, there should be something else hidden inside.
"Hurry up!"
In less than ten minutes, we stuffed the coffin into the van.
"Brothers have worked hard, I will buy you a drink after I finish this matter." I took out a hundred and handed it to Ergou's brothers: "It's unlucky to share a car with a coffin, please take a taxi Go back, and leave the rest to me and Ergou."
Let Ergou drive, and I sit behind with the coffin in my hand: "Ergou, avoid the monitoring, go around first, and then go back to Tingtang Road."
"Brother Jian, isn't your coffin some cultural relic? Is this a tomb robbery?" Er Gouzi started the van. This was the first time he ran around with a coffin. This feeling made him restless.
"The tomb robbers are much more professional than us. I want this coffin for other purposes, so I can't go into details." I sat sideways in the car, and the coffin took up a large part of the space.
Ergou found that I could talk and laugh freely sitting with the coffin, he shuddered: "Some time ago you asked me for talisman paper, and this time you ran out to dig the coffin at night, wouldn't you be Hit the evil, right?"
"Drive your car well, and don't ask too much about other things." I told Ergou a few more words, to the effect that he should keep a secret and not reveal the whereabouts of the coffin.
When I arrived at the peak of happiness on Tingtang Road, I got out of the car and took 3,000 yuan and handed it to Ergou, and then we worked together to move the coffin to the second floor of the shop.
"Just put it here." It lay flat on the ground, next to my bed, and it looked very weird.
After sending Er Gouzi away, I closed the shop door, drew the curtains, and sat by the coffin alone.
"Five points were exchanged for a coffin, so how can I explain it if I just put it in the house if someone sees it?" I pushed the lid of the coffin, and there were still a few clothes of the deceased inside, all rotted and scattered. With a strange smell.
I turned on the light and took a closer look. There was a thin layer of red soil under the clothes of the dead man in the coffin. An indistinct smell of blood and corpses.
"Strange, this is clearly a tomb of clothes. Why does the coffin smell like a corpse if there is no corpse in it? Could it be because the soil in the coffin is special?" I grabbed a handful and sealed it with a plastic bag and put it in my pocket, ready When are you going to ask Xiazi Liu.
It took a lot of effort to finally get the coffin back, but it was placed in the house, and I even had trouble sleeping.
When I thought of the coffin next to the bed and the fact that I had been haunted by ghosts, I couldn't sleep at all, and my heart trembled with fear.
"I don't know how to use this thing?" I pondered for a moment, patted my head, and fetched the clothes I wore the day I dreamed. Stuffed it in his pocket.
"It's really there!" Looking at the thread-bound ancient book in my hand, I couldn't help but start to doubt the reality of the dream again: "Brother Guo Junjie's magazines and Zichou's ancient books were all brought out. Was I dreaming that night? ?”
I have doubts, but if I want to confirm it, I am afraid that I will only be able to figure it out in the next dream.
Looking through the ancient books, the whole book only introduces one kind of formation—three infants gathering spirits, using the innate attraction of yin qi when babies are born at yin and yin, to gather yin qi and nourish ghosts.
This is just the most basic formation method, but the formation conditions are very strict. First, you need three condensed and persistent ghosts, and then you need the flesh and blood of the baby born at the right time, and finally you need a complete set. Nine Palace Talisman Paper and the eyes that can suppress all Yin Qi.
"The three ghosts can be exchanged with points, and there is a statue of the land master in the front of the formation, but the baby's flesh and blood and the Jiugong talisman paper are not easy to handle." My expression at this time should be similar to those evil cultivators, showing greed. If this formation can be completed, not only the life ghost can benefit, but also the blood fox in my body can recover as soon as possible.
"It's not long before the next live broadcast, I have to hurry up and study."
In the middle of the night, I put the ancient book on the ground, took Lu Jin's dragon-carved jade pen, compared it with a gourd to draw a ladle, and compared the pattern in the book to draw a rough array pattern on the floor of the room.
When the last stroke was finished, I didn't know whether it was because Lu Jin's pen was really extraordinary, or because I was born with the talent to practice formations. the chill.
"The array has achieved initial results, but if we want to absorb Yin Qi like Zi Chou's painting, I am afraid that more Yin and evil things need to be filled." The embroidered cloth bag suddenly fell to the ground, and the tightly tied mouth of the bag was untied at this time, a black eyeball rolled out, and it stopped when it touched the lacquered wooden coffin.
"Could it be that the life ghost can't wait anymore." I picked up the black eyeball and held it in my palm, the thin life ghost inside was shouting excitedly.
"Okay, then I will do what you wish, and I hope you will not disappoint me." I put the black eyeball in the coffin, and when it touched the light red soil, it began to sink slowly. It is completely submerged in the soil, and no trace can be seen from the surface.
After finishing everything, I looked at my watch and it was more than two o'clock in the night. I closed the coffin lid and went to the first floor with the sheets and quilts in my arms.
"For the time being, I will sleep on the first floor first, and wait for the ghost Mahayana to get out of the coffin." I scratched the hair on Baiqi's neck, and made a bed next to it.
The lights in the shop were turned off, and the night had reached its deepest moment.
At three o'clock in the morning, there was no car on Tingtang Road outside, and it was a bit too quiet.
The bars that are noisy until very late on weekdays are also closed, and there is a weird atmosphere around the small shop.
"Whoosh!" A black cat ran through the dark back alley, and a moment later, a man walked out of the deep alley.
He was dressed in black, with a colorful poisonous snake embroidered on his neckline. This person was exactly the ghost friend sent by Jiang Chen and the old fortune-teller.
Throwing away the broken tail of the black cat, he licked his bright red lips, leaning most of his body in the shadows: "Dark clouds cover the moon, God help me!"
He sat in the back alley, and after making sure that no one was around, he took out a bag of bone meal and sprinkled it around Peak of Happiness.
"The King of Hades ordered you to die on the third watch, who dares to keep you until the fifth watch? Is Young Master Jiang someone you can offend?" Ghost friends practiced the way of ghosts intensively. It was also the time when his ghost art was most powerful.
"It's just to deal with an ordinary person. There's no need to use this precious ghost talisman. Ordinary talisman paper is enough." He was full of confidence, and instead of using the black talisman paper that the old man gave him, he took out ten A few lower vehicle talismans, and then took out a handful of wet rice soaked in unknown liquid from his arms, and scattered them around the small shop.
"You ghosts and gods, I will make an offering to you today. This food will spread all over the ten directions, and all ghosts and gods will share it."
After chanting the spell, he made a formula with both hands, and pasted pieces of talisman paper on the outer wall of the house.
Bai Qi who was lying on the quilt in the room suddenly opened his eyes, pricked up his ears, and grinned at the surroundings.
The dark wind swept over, and at some point, there were several figures with their heads bowed and disheveled hair standing in the small space of the house.
They didn't dare to get too close to Bai Qi, they wandered around the house for a while and slowly walked upstairs, as if something was attracting them there.
The door of the room was pushed open with a creak, and the shadows with disheveled hair all surrounded the coffin in the house. They hesitated, and at this moment, there was a thin gap on the lacquered wooden coffin.
The ghost friend waited outside the small shop for a long time, but the ghost he sent out seemed to sink into the sea without causing any ripples.
"What happened?"