Ye Qiu felt a little strange and said, "Why are there so many hanging coffins here?"
Master Changmei said: "I have been traveling all over the country and this is the first time I have seen such a large group of hanging coffins."
Xiao Zhan asked: "Master, who are the people in these coffins?"
Master Changmei replied: "How do I know?"
"How could you not know?" Xiao Zhan said: "Didn't you say before that you know astronomy, geography, and everything in the world? You don't even know who is in the coffin, right?"
In an instant, Master Longmei's face turned red, he glared at Xiao Zhan and said coldly: "Shut up, I don't want to speak. No one will think you are dumb if you don't speak."
Ye Qiu opened his eyes and looked up at the sky.
He discovered that countless grievances were gathering in the sky above this canyon, just like a mushroom cloud.
Deep and terrifying.
Ye Qiu said: "If I guess correctly, the dead in the hanging coffins were all killed unjustly."
Master Changmei was confused: "Why do you say that?"
"Intuition." Ye Qiu did not reveal that he used his heavenly eye to see resentment, and then looked at a hanging coffin.
Suddenly, his eyes penetrated the coffin.
Ye Qiu saw a corpse inside the coffin. The skin and flesh had long since rotted, leaving only a pile of bones.
The white bones were divided into two parts.
There are very neat cuts at the waist.
Moreover, it was cut in half with a knife at waist level.
Ye Qiu looked at the other coffins, and what he saw was exactly the same as the coffin just now.
Ye Qiu withdrew his eyes and said, "These people in the hanging coffins all died after having their waists cut off by a knife blade."
Xiao Zhan was suddenly shocked: "Boss, are you saying that these people were cut in half before they died?"
"Yeah." Ye Qiu nodded slightly.
At the same time, Ye Qiu also understood why there was so much resentment in the sky above the canyon, because the people in the coffins were all cut in half and were filled with endless resentment.
In addition, there are tens of thousands of coffins here, and when they gather together, resentment naturally rises.
“I don’t know what these people’s identities were in life, so how could they be cut in half?”
When Xiao Zhan said this, he cursed: "The evil feudal society!"
"Okay, don't waste time, hurry up and get to your destination." Master Changmei urged.
At this moment, the speedboat continued to move forward.
A few more minutes passed.
"Hoo~"
A cool breeze blows.
The temperature dropped suddenly, as if this was not March, but the twelfth month of winter.
"It's so cold." Xiao Zhan crossed his arms and shivered from the cold.
Master Changmei narrowed his eyes and said in surprise: "The Yin energy here is very strong."
"Old guy, look ahead." Ye Qiu said.
Master Longmei looked up and saw that the cliff ahead was still covered with hanging coffins.
However, these coffins were different from the dark coffins they saw just now. They were all bright red.
The scarlet coffins, after hundreds of years of wind and rain, although the color is not so bright, it gives people a more gloomy feeling.
Instantly, Master Longmei's expression became solemn.
"Little bastard, these coffins are not simple." Master Changmei said in a deep voice.
"How do you say this?" Ye Qiu asked.
Master Changmei said: "The ancients were very particular about the material, color and size of the coffin."
"In ancient times, red represented auspiciousness."
"Because the average life span of ancient people was very short, only those who died in their eighties would use red coffins to represent joy and mourning."
Xiao Zhan was puzzled: "Master, I hear you say this, these red coffins are not scary at all!"
"You know nothing!" Master Longmei said: "What Pindao just said was just one of them."
"There is another way, that is, a red coffin is an ominous thing."
"The death of the person in the coffin is extremely miserable. The use of red coffins is to prevent the deceased from turning into a ghost and at the same time to prevent the deceased from reincarnation forever. This is a very evil method."
Xiao Zhan sneered: "You are lying to children, there are no ghosts in this world."
"Idiot!" Master Longmei scolded: "Just because you don't know, it doesn't mean you don't have it."
"Just like gods, just because you haven't seen them doesn't mean they don't exist."
"Otherwise, where would those myths and legends come from?"
Xiao Zhan said: "Of course it was made up by someone who writes novels."
For a moment, Master Changmei was so shocked that he couldn't speak. He said angrily: "Since you believe in me, you can ask the little brat if the people in these red coffins died in a miserable way?"
Xiao Zhan asked Ye Qiu: "Boss, is what the real person said true?"
Ye Qiu did not answer, but opened his eyes and stared at the red coffins.
Ye Qiu discovered that inside each red coffin, there was a corpse. However, these corpses were all complete and were not cut in half.
There are no traces of any sharp weapons on these corpses, and the color of the corpses is normal, which shows that they were not killed by sharp weapons, nor were they poisoned.
So how did they die?
Ye Qiu observed carefully and soon discovered the clues.
Because the limbs of these corpses were tightly tied together with iron ropes, there were some traces of blood grooves and impacts around the coffins.
"Boss, how did the person in the coffin die?" Xiao Zhan asked again when he saw that Ye Qiu was silent.
Ye Qiu withdrew his eyes and said, "They were suffocated to death."
Xiao Zhan was stunned: "Suffocated to death?"
Ye Qiu added: "These deceased people had their limbs tied and thrown into the coffin before they were alive. Then after the coffin lid was sealed, they lacked oxygen and suffocated to death."
Xiao Zhan was shocked and angry after hearing this: "Damn it, who did this? He's so crazy!"
Master Changmei asked Ye Qiu curiously: "How did you see the situation inside the coffin?"
Ye Qiu asked back: "Want to know?"
"I think." Master Changmei nodded, and then asked: "Did Ziyang Tianzun teach you the secret skills such as clairvoyance?"
Ye Qiu grinned: "Guess."
Guess your uncle!
Chang Mei Zhenren was so angry that he shouted at Xiao Zhan: "How long does it take to reach the destination?"
Xiao Zhan said: "It's almost here."
Master Changmei scolded: "You promised to hurry up before, but we haven't arrived yet after walking for so long. If you dare to lie to me again, be careful I will throw you into the river to feed the fish..."
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Xiao Zhan.
"Master, we are arriving soon. Our Longmen ship is right in front. If you don't believe it, look at it."
Master Changmei looked forward in the direction of Xiao Zhan's finger and saw a ship parked on the river five hundred meters ahead.
At the top of the ship hangs a flag with four large characters printed on it.
Longchang No. 2!
The speedboat moved forward and kept approaching the ship.
Three hundred meters.
Two hundred meters.
One hundred meters.
Watching, the speedboat is getting closer and closer to the ship.
Suddenly, Ye Qiu changed and told Xiao Zhan: "Quick, stop the boat immediately!"
