Chapter 865 Yin Coffin (Final Chapter·Part 2)

I saw that in the pouring rain, the coffin began to shake and make a "squeaking" sound.

Even though the rain was loud, the "squeaking" sound still reached everyone's ears clearly, making everyone look directly at the coffin.

At this moment, Lang Gao supported Chen Erbei and walked towards me. When he saw the coffin, his face changed slightly, and he couldn't help but move a little faster. He immediately walked to me and said in a trembling voice: "Nine

Brother, this is..."

As he said that, he glanced at Luo Dongchuan next to me. I don't know what was wrong with him, but his expression suddenly became excited. He grabbed Luo Dongchuan's arm and said excitedly: "Oh my God! I have seen a real person.

"

Upon hearing this, I was about to speak when Luo Dongchuan opened Lang Gao's arm and asked doubtfully: "Who are you?"

"I...I...I..." He began to speak in knots, "When I was in the police academy, I often saw your photos and admired you. Can you...teach me a few tricks?"

As soon as these words came out, I wanted to provoke Lang Gao a few times. Mad, Mr. Fu's coffin was shaking over there. It was good for him that he actually asked Luo Dongchuan to teach him a few tricks. Could it be that he didn't care about the occasion? And Lang Gao

You have always been very steady, why have you become so reckless now?

"No!" Luo Dongchuan dropped these words and stopped talking to Lang Gao.

Unexpectedly, Na Langgao stuck to it like dog skin plaster, and said: "Then can you tell me who your master is? I'll go and learn from him."

I suddenly remembered the scene in the movie where the coffin was shaking and some Taoist priests used ink to cover the coffin. Luo Dongchuan seemed to be a carpenter and he should know these things.

He was stunned for a moment, but he was not angry and said with a smile: "Okay! When I die, you must gather the Eight Immortals to give me a grand burial."

"What should I do?" Lang Gao came over and asked.

Could it be that this coffin has become a spirit?

"Let's take a look first!" I replied, staring at the coffin. This is the first time I have seen the coffin move on its own since I walked into the coffin bearer. It's really weird. Can the coffin move on its own?

I thought it was Qiao Xiuer who was causing trouble, but judging from her face, it didn't look like it!

Why is the coffin shaking? And why did the previous coffin lid open inexplicably?

"No!" He shook his head, said nothing, chanted a few spells on the Luban ruler in his hand, and threw it toward the coffin.

However, something is obviously wrong with this situation. Let’s not talk about some characteristics of the Yin coffin. The shaking of the coffin alone is enough to indicate that this is an ominous sign. What should we do? What should we do?

Somewhat anxious, I raised my head and scanned everyone's faces, and found that their expressions were particularly solemn, and their eyes were all fixed on the coffin. Even Luo Dongchuan's eyes were fixed on the coffin, and he touched the Luban ruler with one hand.

I nodded and asked, "Is this method feasible?"

Hearing this, I looked along the coffin and found that the coffin was shaking faster and faster. The middle-aged men beside me were kneeling on the ground, not even daring to breathe. On the contrary, Qiao Xiuer was watching all this with cold eyes.

, she seemed to be muttering something, but since she was speaking Miao, I couldn’t understand what she was saying.

After saying this, Luo Dongchuan seemed to be quite disgusted with Lang Gao and immediately took a few steps forward.

He hummed and said, "You mean to tie the coffin with ink thread?"

As soon as I said this, I really wanted to slap myself in the face, Mad, this is called returning a favor, isn't this a curse, but I know how to carry a coffin, and I can't do anything else.

This left me a little helpless, but fortunately Naluo Dongchuan glanced at the coffin and whispered: "The coffin has changed."

After listening to these words, I finally understood that Lang Gao was trying to trick his master, and then I heard Luo Dongchuan say, "Your martial arts are not bad, but there are some things that just cannot be done by martial arts alone."

At that moment, I said to Luo Dongchuan, "Have you brought an ink fountain?"

Marde, what should we do? Can we just watch the coffin shake?

He hummed, helped Chen Erbei into the main room, walked over immediately, and asked me: "Brother Jiu, what are you going to do?"

To be honest, I really don’t know what to do when faced with this situation. The main reason is that everything in front of me is beyond my ability. If I use an ordinary wooden coffin, burn some yellow paper, candles, and perform a ritual, I should be able to handle this.

situation.

At this moment, something strange happened. The Luban ruler was actually floating above the coffin. I thought I was dazzled by what I saw, so I wiped my eyes hard. Yes, the Luban ruler was indeed suspended above the coffin. Mad, what is going on?

?

After thinking for a while, my face darkened and I said to Lang Gao: "Help Chen Erbei into the main room, and you come with me to see the coffin."

For a moment, countless thoughts flashed through my mind, but no method was available. This made me anxious. I didn’t care about Fu Guohua being pressed under the coffin lid, or I didn’t care about the middle-aged men whose right legs were pressed by the coffin lid.

, but I cannot ignore Mr. Fu’s bones.

How could I not understand the meaning of his words? Mad, he just looks down on me. But, think about it, I am just a coffin bearer. What qualifications do I have for him to look up to me? I don’t know which nerve is wrong.

, and said to him, "When you die, I will carry your coffin."

Nalang Gao wanted to catch up again, but I grabbed him and said, "Do business first, and we'll discuss it in detail later."

However, judging from her face, she must be quite shocked inside.

With this thought in mind, I reached out and touched the Yin Coffin. I felt a tremor in my hand, and the frequency was very high. It made my arms numb. I thought about finding some yellow paper to burn. But, in this damn weather, where can I burn it?

On yellow paper.

After saying that, I followed Luo Dongchuan and said softly: "I don't know why you look like me, but thank you very much just now. If possible, I will definitely return the favor."

He glanced at me and said with a smile: "Just you?"

I took a few deep breaths and walked towards the coffin. I glanced at Lu Ban Chi first, then lowered my head and looked into the coffin. It was pitch black inside and I couldn't see anything. I wanted to reach in and explore the situation. Then Luo Dong

Chuan grabbed my arm and said in a deep voice: "I don't want to die!"

I glanced at him doubtfully and asked him, "How do you say that?"

He did not answer my question directly, but looked at Qiao Xiuer, who had been watching coldly, and whispered: "This woman has too many poisons on her body. If she puts poison into the coffin, if you reach out your hand, you might be in trouble."

, the arms and body become separated."

After hearing this, I turned my head and looked at Qiao Xiuer. In the heavy rain, she was wet all over. She looked a bit aloof and a bit like Joyce. She glared at me fiercely and didn't say anything, which made me sad.

I couldn't figure out what she was thinking, so I heard Lang Gao shout, "Brother Jiu, look under the coffin."
Chapter completed!