Hearing that Li Yue actually suggested that everyone carry the coffin out, Fan Xing and Daqiang immediately felt a little conflicted.
After all, if something goes wrong, the old man in the coffin will probably revive directly, which will be dangerous.
"It's no longer your turn to hesitate now. If it's any later, the devil will enter the back hall."
Looking at Fan Xing and Daqiang who were hesitant, Li Yue said coldly.
Among supernatural events, the most taboo thing is hesitation.
Especially at this critical time.
The more time you waste, the greater the variables will be.
After hearing Li Yue's words, everyone's bodies couldn't help but trembled.
Only then did Fan Xing and the others realize that they were not given any extra time to think.
"Li Yue is right. We can only give it a try now, otherwise we won't even have a chance to try and make mistakes when all the ghosts enter the back hall."
I hope the supernatural speculation is wrong.
Zhang Dong’s strength cannot be said to be unparalleled in ancient and modern times.
In my eyes, it was a gamble.
Suddenly it stopped.
Just when the coffin is about to fall to the ground.
Yang Jian's expression also became firm at this time.
It's just that I'm weak, the faces of the others also changed a little.
In fact, the moment he touched the coffin, Lingyi was not surprised by the weight of the coffin.
But I feel like I don’t have the strength to follow my heart.
"Big heart!"
After all, we put in a lot of effort to get those mourning clothes.
I just hope our luck will be too bad.
Although the supernatural beings said that the thing was so safe, Xiao Wei still held a trace of fantasy in his heart.
It seems that what is lying outside is not a corpse at all, but a coffin of stones. It is something lighter than a stone.
In addition, Yang Jian's intuition told him that the coffin placed in the back hall was the key to their survival.
After Li Yue thought briefly, he gritted his teeth and answered.
The coffin in his hand is too heavy. Even if a weakling grits his teeth and persists, the flaws in his strength can be changed by persisting.
That coffin should have no other purpose besides being used to hold the dead.
After all, condolences last for more than seventy hours.
We all felt that the red coffin we were carrying was extremely heavy.
Although the coffin needs to be carried for burial on the eighth day, the coffin is just a tool and can not show its function.
The results speak for themselves.
The spirit signaled Xiaowei to get out of the way.
If we have no choice, we naturally want to do that, because once we make a wrong bet, we need to risk our lives.
The sudden change shocked the other coffin-bearers.
From this point of view, the function of removing coffins is probably not realized today.
Even though I barely lifted it up, I persisted for a long time.
The purpose is to figure out the specific effect of mourning clothes. Once you get the wrong idea, you will be in trouble.
Just like that.
Uncle Geng was the only one standing next to the coffin, watching quietly.
I saw the supernatural being who appeared next to Xiaowei at some time, and tightly grasped the falling coffin with one hand.
But the current situation is just like Geng Bo said, there is no choice at all.
Although the coffin was very heavy, everyone gritted their teeth and persisted.
Today is not the seventh day of condolences. The seventh day should be the ghost feast, followed by the funeral on the eighth day, and the first resurrection of the soul on the last day.
The reason why he made such a decision was not only because he saw the situation in the lobby "with his own eyes".
Seeing this, the supernatural men used their strength, and the upright coffin was immediately straightened.
Everyone immediately walked to both sides of the coffin, took a deep breath, and stretched out their hands to lift the red coffin from the ground.
If you fall down halfway, something bad is likely to happen.
After listening to my words, everyone could not stop thinking.
It also comes from trust in Li Yue.
It seems that the supernatural theory does not make sense.
At this moment, Lingyi suddenly looked at the coffin behind him without meaning to.
I just took a few steps, and my feet felt weak.
Therefore, when they saw the coffin slipping from the weak hands, everyone immediately wanted to help lift the coffin.
At this moment, I suddenly touched the mourning clothes under me:
That’s not beyond the cognition of special people.
"Since everyone has no objections, let's take action."
Just before everyone tried their best, Xiaowei suddenly staggered and almost fell to the ground, and his whole body was trembling.
Then everyone finished carrying the coffin and hurriedly moved towards the chapel.
In that weird funeral, once the coffin falls to the ground, the old man outside is likely to revive directly.
And Xiaowei also knew that he had almost caused a little trouble because of himself, so he went aside with a look of shame.
That is not conducive to subsequent actions.
As the weak feet weakened, the coffin he was carrying suddenly slipped from his hands.
You must know that according to the custom passed down from ancient times, once the coffin is lifted, it can be easily lowered to the ground.
At this time, Yang Jian looked at the coffin with less fear.
"In that case, you just give it a try. As for whether it works or not, you will naturally be confused after you carry the coffin out."
Unless you reach your destination.
When you first look at these things, you don’t think they are anything, but at certain times, they have special functions, and all of this was arranged by the owner of the old house.
I obviously haven't used the smallest amount of effort.
Even though Fan Xing has not fully recovered yet, the partial recovery of Fan Xing is something special people can bear.
They said that the coffin placed in the front hall would only play its role at a specific time."
Even those of us wearing mourning clothes cannot be killed by ghosts instantly.
Everyone noticed that Uncle Geng still looked casual, as if he didn't even feel the weight of the coffin in his hands.
"I hope that thing can be more powerful."
To put it bluntly, that weight is the weight of Fan Xing in Zhang Dong’s body.
Before hearing Li Yue's words, Xiao Ruian's expression suddenly became less simple;
"Something can happen even if you are carrying a coffin, and you always know what to say."
At this time, Li Yue also touched the mourning clothes under him.
I went to carry the coffin to take a step back to determine the effect of the mourning clothes underneath me.
If we were all ghost masters, we might not move at all at this time.
After a while, Uncle Geng discovered that the real weight was the coffin and the old man’s body outside.
So we can only take one step at a time.
Since Uncle Geng said that the mourning clothes were insurance, Li Yue had no such weak confidence in the mourning clothes.
"That weight..."
That kind of weight is simply abnormal.
"Actually, have you ever thought about a question, whether it's the lanterns hung in front of the gate, the sticks of incense in front of the coffin, or the offerings in front of the old grave.
But that coffin is really weird.
The funeral will naturally be ruined by then.
I haven't done anything yet. If I could lift the coffin because I was strong enough, I would have died unjustly.
Therefore, a ghost controller like Xiaowei, who only controls a powerful ghost, cannot bear it at all.
Seeing that everyone had no objections to carrying the coffin out, Yang Jian immediately gave the order.
Thinking of that, Xiaowei had to grit his teeth and nod.
Although it was just one hand, it stopped the coffin in mid-air.
We haven’t used all our strength to carry the coffin, and there is simply no spare strength.
Although I also want to doubt what Geng Bo said, I am more vague about supernatural abilities and horror than Xiaowei.