Feng Qing looked dull, very hesitant that things could develop to this point. He couldn't help but slap his forehead and sighed. When the two sides were about to fight, Feng Qing stood up.
He kicked over the brazier on the ground. The red coals rolled to the ground and rushed towards both groups. Both groups of people retreated. Feng Qing stood in the middle and cursed in a low voice.
"Damn it, they all turned against each other and started fighting before the coffin was even opened. Do you want to keep it as a joke to the ancestors?"
Feng Qing's words temporarily calmed down both parties. Feng Yu watched from behind, feeling that people's hearts were ulterior, and fought over something that was invisible and intangible.
"Second brother, go get someone to open the coffin. No matter what is found inside, it will be buried after it's over. Don't make any mistakes. Follow the rules and leave irrelevant people."
Seeing that Uncle Feng was angry, the cousins naturally did not dare to say anything, but they could not see the duck in their hands flying out of thin air. Feng Qing was the head of the Feng family and no one could be offended. They all sat down.
Feng Er took several people with the surname Feng to the back, leaving only his father, Feng Yu and the expressions with the foreign surname in front of the stage.
The old cousin who yelled the loudest just now came over and handed Feng Qing a cigarette and said calmly: "Uncle, you can't do it, you can't do it. We brothers have been working together for half our lives. What kind of sullenness is this? It's all for the sake of the Feng family, for the Feng family.
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The father ignored the man, took the cigarette and started smoking. Feng Yu watched from behind, thinking that his face changed faster than the opera singer on the stage. He could still look down at this time. He couldn't bear to let the child catch the wolf, with that look.
His face is really annoying.
The ground of the yard was full of scattered cigarette butts, smoking was like water. Dad smiled bitterly at Feng Yu, as if to say, this is life.
Before the cigarette was half smoked, the second uncle who went to open the coffin came back. He looked at Feng Qing from a distance, with something strange in his eyes that was indescribable. He waved his hand and let Feng Qing pass.
The father's face darkened, knowing that something must have happened. According to the rules of the Feng family, everyone must be a member of the Feng family with the surname Feng to open the coffin. Feng Yu also followed him. His cousin with a different surname was anxious.
They didn't dare to ask, but they were afraid that the contents in the coffin would be secretly divided between the two brothers Feng and Dafeng.
Feng Yu followed him to the back, and there were five people inside, including his second uncle. Feng Yu was terrified at the thought of opening that old coffin.
There are no electric lights in Nantajing Village, so we can only use torches for lighting. The clouds were extremely thick tonight, and not a single bit of moonlight penetrated down, making it pitch black.
There were several people standing next to the coffin. Feng Er was silent all the way. The atmosphere was obviously not right. Feng Yu had a vague feeling that opening the coffin at this time had an ominous premonition.
After walking closer, under the light of the fire, the problem became obvious, because the old coffin was carried back during the day. In order to prevent the direct sunlight from destroying the yin energy in the coffin, it was covered with black cloth during the carrying process.
, I carried it back and kept it in the hall, no one touched it.
After taking off the black cloth covering the coffin, they found that the coffin inside was very familiar to them. It was the big-headed coffin that had been locked in the house behind, and it was also the big-headed coffin that was buried in the tomb that day.
Feng Yu's heart skipped a beat, and his heart beat faster. Damn it, why is this coffin still there? Can he come back?
Feng Qing raised his hand to signal a few people to keep quiet. Once this matter got out, it would be harmful to everyone.
It's no good, especially for cousins with surnames outside the Feng family. They are afraid that the family will not be in chaos so they can take advantage of it and make a profit.
Holding the torch, Feng Qing looked around. This coffin was indeed the big-headed coffin. Feng Yu could even recognize the mud on it. It was as if it had been moved here from the house at the back. The mud was still there.
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Feng Qing didn't say anything, but he was still panicking in his heart. The large-headed coffin that lingered there was most likely a murderous coffin. Whether it should be opened or not, he didn't know for sure.
This matter was strange and unusual. Feng Yu remembered many stories about opening ominous coffins, especially those with transformed corpses. Unless there was no necessity and there was a treasure that must be taken, such ominous coffins were generally avoided.
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Feng Yu thought of the huge bronze vessel under the Xing'an Mountains, which Zhang Manyue called the demon coffin. I wonder how different the one in front of him was from that demon coffin?
At this time, Feng Qing greeted him in a low voice. He didn't care anymore about the three-seven-twenty-one, and directly greeted him to open the coffin. The people present were all people who usually went to the tomb and opened the coffin with one hand.
They worked very hard and used crowbars to pull out all the coffin nails. Then several people came to one end and inserted three or five crowbars into the coffin cracks.
The coffin made a "blah blah" sound, which was the crackling sound of old wood. Then the entire coffin lid flipped down, and immediately the smell inside the coffin hit your nostrils.
Feng Yu thought that the smell inside a coffin like this would definitely fill the sky with stench, but strangely, the smell inside was actually a bit pleasant, which made Feng Yu think for a moment that there was something wrong with his nose.
Feng Qing took the torch and illuminated the contents of the coffin. Inside was a coffin full of water, a shiny black liquid, and the smell came from here.
Feng Qing asked: "There is indeed no water under the grave. Brother, did you slip into the river when you brought it back?"
Feng Er reluctantly replied: "Brother, I want to say that I went for a swim in the river. Do you believe it?"
Feng Yu didn't know what riddle the two were making, but he remembered clearly that when the coffin was wrapped in black cloth and carried back, it was indeed surprisingly heavy. Seven or eight people had to walk for several hours on a mountain road not far away.
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Feng Qing said very strangely: "This is strange, where does this water come from?"
Not only was Dad surprised by this, but the Feng family who were present to open the coffin were also very surprised. They had never seen anything like this in their short life of opening coffins.
In fact, it is not a particularly strange thing to have liquid in the coffin. After a person dies and is buried, the coffin lid will be nailed shut with wooden nails, and then all the gaps in the coffin will be sealed with a kind of cement mixed with plaster and plaster. As long as this
If this process is done perfectly, the body will rot in a closed space, and the moisture in the body will also remain in the coffin.
As we all know, there are six to seven layers of water in the human body. The amount of water is amazing. Especially after the corpse rots, the skeleton actually does not occupy much at all, and most of the bones will be submerged under the water.
The accumulation of fluid in this kind of coffin is corpse fluid, and some are also called coffin fluid. In addition, there are also accumulations of water in coffins because the sealing is not tight. After the water accumulates in the tomb chamber, it will seep into the coffin. In this case
, there will be a lot of water in the coffin.
Of course, if neither of the above two situations is true, there is another possibility, that is, the liquid in the coffin may be an antiseptic potion that was buried with the body.
Feng Yu came up with this idea after smelling the smell of the liquid in the coffin, because this fragrance is a smell that is difficult to express. It cannot be said to be fragrant, but it can only be said to be smelly.
Feng Yu thought of a story he had seen before. In ancient times, some people used coffin liquid as medicine. Not many people would believe it, but that was the case, because this kind of antiseptic potion,
It contains an extremely rare traditional Chinese medicine ingredient. Later, this formula was gradually lost, so the coffin liquid was used as a medicine.
But there were too many quackery doctors in ancient times, and they spread rumors about who knows what kind of diseases that require the use of coffin liquid. The results can be imagined. If you eat the coffin liquid in an ancient corpse, you will suffer from vomiting and diarrhea at the least, and even death.
, because some people put arsenic and cinnabar in the coffin to prevent theft. Eating it is tantamount to eating poison.
The fluid in the coffin was very disgusting. The liquid turned black and filled most of the coffin. Feng Yu felt uncomfortable looking at it. It was scary to think about it. What could be in this black liquid? This is really worrying.
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The effusion is as black as ink. Under the light of a torch, you can't tell what's inside. On the contrary, it is even deeper, as if there is no bottom in the water. It feels like a well. When you look up, it's pitch black.
, like an abyss, the water seems to be connected to another world.
Although Feng Yu knew this was impossible, looking from the outside, the depth of the coffin was only half an arm's depth. Obviously, it was irrational to reach down and touch it now.
Feng Yu watched his father reach in with a crowbar. With a slight shake, all the sediment inside floated, and the liquid in the entire coffin became darker and a bit turbid.
At this time, no one thought about how the big-headed coffin ended up here. What was in the fluid in the coffin was what most wanted people to know.
Feng Er picked up the washbasin on the ground for burning paper, poured the paper ashes inside on the ground, and then used a crowbar to forcefully insert it into the side of the coffin. He gritted his teeth and exerted force, and heard a creaking sound from the big-headed coffin.
After all, the coffin was old and couldn't withstand the tossing, so it pried out a crack, and the fluid inside flowed out "gushingly" and flowed into the prepared washbasin.
Everyone went over to help and changed several basins in succession, and the water level in the coffin slowly dropped.
The first thing that surfaced was a withered hand, with its claws stretched upward. The entire hand was black and rotten, as if it was trying to grasp something, but it was obvious that there was nothing in it.
Feng Qing whispered "Eh", and then the whole corpse slowly appeared. To be honest, his death state was quite miserable. It was not peaceful at all. A normal person would lie flat in the coffin.
, and this person’s posture is sideways.
After the fluid in the coffin flowed through the gap, it stopped. At this time, someone noticed what was in the remaining liquid, which was the so-called sediment. There was a dense layer of insects underneath, densely packed with insects.
The person's scalp is numb and there is strong resistance in the brain.
Feng Qing used a pair of chopsticks to pick up something from the bottom and showed everyone what it was.
At this glance, it exploded in an instant. All the sediment soaked in the fluid in the coffin was this kind of insect. The scientific name of this insect is water fly, which means water fly.
These insects can still move, and some are already floating on the effusion, forming a dense layer, with tens of thousands of them!
