Super Thrilling Live Broadcast Chapter 455: Lock Dragon Village!
Chapter 455 Lock Dragon Village!
"Are you kidding me? What time is it? If you have to leave a word before leaving, please don't write it down." Master Wang and Feng Minglong stood in front of the coffin, and they stared at me. What kind of madness is it that you want to find something in a strange ruined temple.
"You can't get away if you walk. We are outsiders and we don't know the place well. Even if we escape for a while, we will be caught by the villagers in a short time. Why ask for trouble?" The mobile phone of the show wandered around in the temple, scanning every inch of the land with the eyes of judges.
"It's true to say so, but I'm just a little unwilling. We were forced to carry the coffin by them when we first came here. We still don't know how they will treat us later. It's all because of that brat. Quick!"
"It's useless to complain, but it's good to procrastinate here for a while. If we can find out the secrets of the village, maybe those people outside will be wary and dare not do too much to us." Master Wang seemed After understanding my approach, he walked around the temple in a learned manner.
Time is limited, in order to prevent the villagers from coming in to check, I accelerated my search progress.
I searched inside and out, even the Buddha statues in the main hall and the blind corners of the beams, but unfortunately I still didn't find anything.
"The text message from the show was sent after I entered the temple. Assuming that the people in the underworld show have been monitoring me through the live broadcast, then they should not have mistaken the location. The relic is in the temple." Slowly frowning, his eyes finally fell on the only place he hadn't looked for - the coffin behind the Buddha statue.
"You two come here to help, I want to open the coffin!"
As soon as I said this, the expressions of Feng Minglong and Wang Shi changed.
"This place is very evil. There may be something hidden in the coffin. If you release it, the three of us may all be finished."
"That's right, it doesn't look like a tomb of clothes. The dead are the most important. Your tossing around like this will arouse the anger of both people and gods."
Master Wang and Feng Minglong disagreed, and I couldn't just go my own way. I was about to persuade them when the clan elder from the village walked in.
He is very old and stooped, and his gray and knotted beard cannot be covered by the pale paper mask on his face.
"It's a step too late." I secretly sighed, but with this clan elder here, I would never dare to open the coffin in front of him. I waved at Master Wang and Feng Minglong, and I took the lead in grabbing the tail of the coffin: "Everyone Don't be dazed, let's take it out first and then talk."
The three of them worked together to lift the coffin, and it took a lot of effort to lift it out of the main hall.
"What kind of wood is it made of? It's so heavy?" Wang Shi and Feng Minglong are fine, they share the burden, I alone lift the tail of the coffin, my arm muscles are swollen, it is very difficult.
The hunchback always followed us, staring at us all the time. He was wearing a mask, so I couldn't see his expression, so I could only grit my teeth honestly and move the coffin outside the temple.
Leaping over the threshold of the temple, as soon as the coffin fell to the ground, the surrounding villagers spontaneously gathered around.
They didn't speak, but they all stared at us, dancing weird and exaggerated dances, and shaking their colorful costumes.
"Get out of the way." Lu Shan stood next to the clan elder, acting as an interpreter. The three of us outsiders stepped aside, and four thick men walked out of the welcoming team. They wrapped a dragon pole together, tied knots with hemp rope, fixed the four corners of the coffin, and then the four squatted down to lift the coffin easily.
"Professional techniques, they are the coffin bearers in the village?" I silently hid the phone behind my back, trying not to let the surrounding village names see me taking pictures, which is disrespectful to them.
The coffin was raised, and the four of them walked at the front of the line, followed by the Huanle troupe, Chuichuidada, followed by the four people carrying the soul sedan chair, and at the end of the line were the three of us outsiders and some village women and children.
"This custom of welcoming the gods is very interesting. It is a coffin-carrying and a soul sedan chair. It is half happy and half mournful." My eyes have been staring at the coffin at the front of the line, and there is a 80% chance that the mission target of the underworld show is in it : "Let's play by ear, I get what I get and lose my life, you can't force it."
On the way here, the welcoming team didn't encounter any obstacles, but as the saying goes, it's easier to go up the mountain than it is to go down. I don't know if it's because the coffin is unlucky and the soul sedan has a collision, or because of other things, the team walked very slowly.
"Be careful, be careful around you." My senses are extremely keen, my back is chilly, and I always feel that other things have been mixed into the welcoming team.
When I went down the mountain and was about to enter the village, another accident happened.
A coffin bearer holding a dragon pole slipped and fell to the ground. The coffin was square and four people were under the force. As soon as he let go, the hemp rope broke, and a corner of the coffin fell directly to the ground.
The clan elder was furious, walked over angrily and kicked the strong man a few times, then carefully took out a piece of white cloth to put away the dirt that the coffin touched the ground.
The burly man was limping, and it looked like he had a sprained foot. He also felt that he was quite innocent. He seemed to have tripped over something for no reason. You must know that these coffin bearers are all capable, and they pay attention to stability. Whether it is a mountain road or a mud puddle, you can walk freely.
The clan elder scolded for a while, called Lai Lushan, and then pointed at me. I suddenly had some bad premonitions across the crowd.
Not long after, Lu Shan ran over and conveyed the meaning of the clan elder to me.
The coffin bearer has an injury and I'm going to take his place.
There are not many men in the village. I looked at Wang Shi and Feng Minglong.
It is unlucky for a coffin to stop at the entrance of the village. Under Lu Shan's persuasion, I put on the loose clothes of the coffin bearer, took the paper man mask given to me by the patriarch, put it on my face, and held up the dragon pole. took the place of the injured man.
The dragon bars were thick, combined with short sticks and hemp ropes. The design was ingenious. The four of them shared the weight of the coffin equally and did not feel too tired.
I thought it was nothing at first, but as I walked, I gradually felt something wrong, and I don't know if it was an illusion. The closer I got to the village, the heavier the coffin was.
When I got to the entrance of the village, my shoulders were already covered with red blood marks, but what made me feel weird was that, except for me, the other three looked calm and moved smoothly, and they didn't seem to be struggling at all.
"Is this coffin aimed at me? Is it a corpse?"
I endured the pain in my shoulder, and finally made it to the finish line.
The long procession of welcoming the gods stopped in front of a stone building in the center of the village. This stone building occupies the largest area. That character is dragon, and the remaining two characters are a bit vague, so I didn't read them carefully.
The coffin could not fall to the ground during the process of welcoming the gods. Under the leadership of the clan elders, only the four of us who carried the coffin and Lu Shan entered the stone building.
A piece of white wax swayed and flamed, reflecting the rows of lacquered wooden tablets on the altar table. I took a rough look, and all the names on it were Lu surnames.
"Is this place the ancestral hall of the Lu family?"
Under the clan elder's order, the four of us put the coffin on the bluestone floor tiles, and he pushed the lid off himself.
I stood on tiptoe to peek, and there was no corpse in the coffin, only a double-faced Buddha statue carved from white jade.
This Buddha statue is extremely miraculous. The most special feature is the heart of the statue, where a black and white heart is sealed.
"Good and evil relics?!"
The body is made of white jade, and the heart is made of Buddha bones. The sculpture of this Buddha is lifelike.
"It turns out that the **** to be welcomed in the village is the double-faced Buddha. Now that I have found the good and evil relics, the next step is to determine the escape route." I concealed the surprise in my eyes and remained calm.
The clan elder ordered several other people to move the statue out of the coffin and put it on the altar of the ancestral hall. The moment the white jade Buddha statue was pressed on the altar, all the tablets on the entire table trembled slightly, as if it had aroused some kind of sympathy. Then the ground of the whole village could feel a slight tremor. The only thing that remained unchanged was the flame on the white wax roof, which was still burning.
When the shaking stopped, the clan elder led several men out, leaving only Lu Shan in the ancestral hall.
The door of the ancestral hall was closed. I went back to Master Wang and Feng Minglong and looked at the stone building silently. Research, the three words on the wooden plaque became more and more familiar to me, and a fragmentary memory suddenly emerged in my heart, and I blurted out three words: "Suolong Village?"