Among the people, most people do not use black coffins for burials, but use red coffins, which symbolizes the end of life. Black coffins are prepared for people who die in accidents.
But even people who die accidentally will not be used to soul-sealing nails, because these nails will firmly nail the soul of the deceased in the coffin, leaving the other person without a chance to reincarnate...
If you don’t have deep hatred and deep hatred, you won’t be able to use the Soul-Sealing Nail!
This makes me more and more suspicious of the death of Yan Daocheng's family. Even if the villagers hate him deeply and the people are extinguished, all the hatred will disappear. As for using the soul-sealing nail to trap them in the haunted house forever?
Lao Jiang reminded me: "None of the villagers here know such vicious magic. From what I see, Yan Daocheng's death should be related to the evil spirits in western Sichuan, and this soul-sealing nail is their masterpiece."
"What are you doing standing there, keep on prying!" Lao Jiang really had the nerve to urge him. He was smoking leisurely there by himself, leaving me, a weak, pitiful and helpless apprentice, to take risks in front of him.
I couldn't help but spit, but I still had to continue to pry the coffin. Although it was broad daylight, the house was too eerie. From time to time, there would be a whimpering sound, which frightened me and kept thinking: There is something strange. No wonder.
"Whether you have turned into a monster or a ghost, don't look for me. Please look for the guy smoking behind me. He was the one who let the coffin open. I was just the one who was coerced..."
When I pulled out the last soul-sealing nail, I dug the engineer shovel into a corner, and with a click, I pried the coffin open.
However, what I never expected was that there was no corpse inside, but a group of slimy green toads. The densely packed fleshy lumps rose and fell with my breathing. They were extremely ugly and emitted a stench that almost killed me.
I bent over and started vomiting, and Lao Jiang obviously smelled that smell too! He held his nose and moved closer. When he saw the toads, his expression became serious.
This time Lao Jiang was no longer idle, but worked with me to pry open the remaining coffins, which turned out to be full of toad corpses.
I endured my nausea and worked with him to restore the coffin lid, and asked, "What's going on? People turn into toads after they die?"
I had heard before that the Yan Daocheng family had toad skin growing on their thighs and arms, but I never expected that they could actually turn into toads.
Lao Jiang slapped me on the back of the head and said, "Are you fooled by the smell? Even if their bodies are covered with toad skin, their body shape will not change much, let alone turn into little toads. ”
"The ones at stake here are not Yan Daocheng's family at all. They are probably still alive."
Lao Jiang's words awakened the dreamer, and I immediately understood that the coffin at the west entrance of this building was probably deliberately concealed in order to hide the truth.
In other words, this west coffin is indeed the masterpiece of the evil spirit from western Sichuan!
"But where will Yan Daocheng's family be now?" I said to myself.
Lao Jiang's eyes lit up. Seeing his expression, I suddenly asked, "Are you also on the stage?"
You must know that Ah Shui was brought into the theater. If Yan Daocheng and his family were still alive, they would probably be imprisoned there.
There was still no sign of Lao Jiang's brows relaxing. Before arriving, we had thought about thousands of possibilities, but never thought of this possibility.
We thought that almost all the mysteries of Sanxing Village were about to be revealed, but now we find that there are layers of fog covering each other, and there are still many things we don’t know...
In order to avoid exposing our flaws, Lao Jiang and I restored everything to its original state before leaving.
On the way, we also saw the group of tomb robbers armed with knives. They were still checking every house. It was estimated that they would be busy for a whole day.
After returning home, we happened to catch up on lunch time.
When the middle-aged man saw us walking out of the house, he immediately asked his wife to buy some roast chicken and liquor, saying that he would have a drink with us today.
"Keep drinking, keep drinking!" The wife picked up his ear and said, "If you drink more, you won't have money to buy rice next month."
"Aren't you here to welcome some distinguished guests?"
Faced with the middle-aged man's begging for mercy, his wife could only do it.
Seeing his wife being pushed away, the middle-aged man closed the door cautiously and then looked at us: "Friends, let's have a cigarette."
Lao Jiang and I looked at each other. Lao Jiang handed a Hademan and helped the middle-aged man light it.
After puffing out a mouthful of milky white smoke, the middle-aged man asked his first shocking question: "You were staring at the stage for several hours last night, right? What did you find?"
I looked shocked and blurted out: "You know everything?"
"No, I only know now." The middle-aged man suddenly smiled.
I looked at Lao Jiang in surprise. He was so old-fashioned. He was actually deceiving me just now!
Lao Jiang held my hand and signaled me to hold still.
The middle-aged man looked me up and down and said, "You are really not students."
"The two of you, please come out too, your tails are exposed." The middle-aged man held a cigarette between his legs and looked into the room with a smile.
Ge Weihan and Yin Ling'er, who knew they were exposed, had no choice but to step out.
When everyone gathered around the table, Lao Jiang spoke: "Brother, you helped us last night, and you helped us again today. I believe you won't report us, right?"
"Of course, from the moment I stepped through the door, I knew that you and those tomb robbers were not from the same group..."
As soon as we heard this, we stopped writing. Lao Jiang immediately revealed his identity: "As the elder brother said, we are indeed different from those group of tomb robbers. We are the ones who protect the national treasure."
The middle-aged man waved his hand and interrupted: "Whether you are killing chickens or protecting pigs, I don't care. I just want to ask, can you restore Sanxing Village to its former peace?"
Lao Jiang hesitated for a moment, and then Ge Weihan spoke in a strong Xichuan dialect: "Half a month, give me half a month at most, and I will catch all these tomb robbers and put them all in prison!"
"To tell you the truth, I had an assistant who came here half a year ago. He finally found some clues about the national treasure. He wanted to go back to the county to report the news, but he was brutally killed and thrown into the river... I also deeply hate these tomb robbers. ”
The middle-aged man who originally thought that Ge Weihan was talking big suddenly remembered something and asked, "What's the name of the assistant?"
"Lin Liangyu!" Ge Weihan replied word for word.
At the same time, he took out a photo with Lin Liangyu from his arms. For some reason, when he saw the photo, the middle-aged man actually put down his guard against us, nodded and said: "Okay, I believe it." you!"
Lao Jiang couldn't restrain his curiosity and asked: "Brother, can you tell me what happened in Sanxing Village?"
The middle-aged man exhaled a puff of smoke and looked into the distance: "This matter has to start a long time ago..."
