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1106. Chapter 1106 Mucuna is the coffin and red nitrate is the coffin

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Yang Zimei continued to dig forward, and unexpectedly found a coffin.

This coffin is made of mulberry wood and red saltpeter, and it lies quietly in the soil.

Mucumber is a legendary perennial woody plant. It is a pure Yang wood in Maoshan art. It is produced in Sichuan. The wood is hard, but it is by no means a material for making coffins.

Red saltpeter, a kind of saltpeter powder, belongs to Yang in Maoshan surgery. Its effect is better than cinnabar, but it is much more precious than cinnabar. Therefore, most folk rituals use cinnabar instead. Only the royal family or dignitaries have the strength to use "red saltpeter" in rituals.

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Whether it is mulberry wood or red saltpeter, although it is a useful weapon in magic, it is not a good material for a coffin.

The dead are yin, and these two materials are pure yang, which just conflict with yin.

If you use these two materials to make a coffin, you simply want the soul lying inside to be roasted by the fire of purgatory forever, without being reincarnated or living in peace.

It is a very sinister formation!

These two materials are extremely expensive, equivalent to gold.

Only someone who offends an extremely wealthy person would be punished at such a high cost.

"Sister, I actually found the Flame Bureau's formation!"

Xiao Qian said in surprise, "It's really hard to find anywhere, and it took no effort to get here. We were sleepwalking just now, but we finally came back here and found the formation we were looking for."

Yang Zimei nodded.

She asked Huo Wenhua and the replicator to go up first, lest the pure Yang fire from the coffin would burn them later.

They can now be regarded as people with yin, which is in conflict with yang.

Huo Wenhua and the replicator climbed up.

The bodyguards above saw two Huo Wenhua coming up all of a sudden. They gasped in surprise and looked at each other, wondering what happened.

And the two of them look exactly the same, even their clothes are the same.

The same goes for facial expressions and movements.

It's completely like it was copied.

"Mr. Huo..."

one of the bodyguards asked boldly.

However, he didn't know which one was the real Huo Wenhua, so he had to ask both of them, "Which one is you? How come you are exactly the same?"

Huo Wenhua did not hum.

As soon as he speaks out, the clone ghost will also speak out and say the same thing to him, which is very suspicious. It is better to remain silent and let these people guess that the other brother is exactly the same as him.

Anyway, they knew he was here to look for his brother.

After Huo Wenhua went up, Yang Zimei started to take action.

She broke the formation of the coffin and pushed open the coffin lid.

As soon as I opened it slightly, I smelled something like burning.

She quickly shut down her sense of smell.

He pushed open the coffin lid and stretched his head to take a look. He almost felt sick and wanted to vomit.

I saw a body lying inside.

However, the corpse had long been burned to dry charcoal, and huddled inside it looked disgusting.

A charred soul struggled to float over from inside, knelt in front of Yang Zimei, kowtowed three times in a row, "Thank you!"

"You're welcome."

Yang Zimei looked at the soul in front of him with pity, who may have been subjected to the fire of purgatory for thousands of years, "I didn't expect that after so many years, you are still alive!"

A look of extreme resentment immediately appeared on the dark face of the burnt ghost, and he knelt in front of Yang Zimei again, "For so many years, I have been unwilling to hold my last breath! I can't lose my soul, I want revenge! Master, you saved me

, can you help me get revenge?"

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