Chapter 2 Subduing Demons and Eliminating Demons (1)
At this time, Li Gengfa felt that it was getting harder and harder to breathe. The two hands of the living corpse were like pliers, getting tighter and tighter. He quickly withdrew his hands and drew a talisman on his right palm with his left hand. Then, he supported the living corpse with his left hand.
With his right wrist, he used all his strength to slap the face of the living corpse with his right hand. Seeing that Li Gengfa was about to be strangled to death by him, the living corpse was a little complacent. With this sudden slap, he was extremely
Unexpectedly, it was already too late to hide.
"Snapped!"
Li Gengfa's palm fell heavily on the face of the living corpse. The living corpse died instantly, and the corpse fell on Li Gengfa's body.
"call--"
Li Gengfa took a deep breath. At this time, he felt that he had no strength to move. He was covered in cold sweat. He weakly said, "Carry him away and bury him again."
Those people waited for a long time and saw that the living corpse had not moved for a long time. Then they realized that it was really dead, and then they dared to step forward and carry the corpse away with all their hands.
Several old people and villagers helped Li Gengfa, who was like mud, up and carried him into the house.
It was already dark at this time. The main road in Qingtang Village looked like a gate to hell during the day, let alone at night.
Qi Gai Qi was now exhausted, weak and sore, so he fell asleep at this house first.
Hu Si is a well-known villain in Qingtang Village. He has always been extremely vicious and greedy. After his parents died, he became free and indulged in eating, drinking, prostitution and gambling. In less than two years, he ate up the property and property left by his parents.
After spending all his money, he became a veritable bachelor and scoundrel, and learned a lot of dirty tricks of stealing and pickpocketing. Later, the village became stricter, and everyone who saw him would leave with his wallet in hand, so he could no longer steal anything, so he spent all day
I went to hunt game in the mountains. Unexpectedly, several mountains in Qingtang Village were cut off by half due to a flash flood a few years ago. The game on the mountains was also very little, so I could only do nothing.
In view of this situation, he is already in his forties, but he is still single. He has not yet married a wife. No one dares to tell him about the girl. It is a joke. If you tell him about the girl, it is better to just throw it into the river.
Woolen cloth.
In recent times, money has become increasingly tight, and there is really no way to fish in troubled waters. I heard that "inverted fighting" can make a fortune, so I wanted to try it.
Although Hu Si was a scoundrel, he was a timid guy, so before he robbed a tomb for the first time, he borrowed a few kilograms of old wine from a familiar hotel on credit to strengthen his courage. Then he took advantage of the night and walked to the wilderness step by step.
Find the graves of rich families.
That night, the moonlight was misty, the wind was blowing, the will-o'-the-wisps were floating in the graves, coming and going from east to west, and from time to time there were the sounds of mice "chirping, chirping, chirping" that came far and near, sometimes as if they were right next to their feet.
I climbed the branches to the mountain and looked up with a kerosene lamp. Outside the black forest curtains, there were black rocks, which looked like ghosts or beasts.
Goat path.
By this time, Hu Sijiu had woken up for the most part with fright. He was very scared. If he could sing folk songs as a thief in the middle of the night, he would really like to sing a few verses of Wu Geng tune or "Eighteen Touches" to strengthen his courage, but now
My legs were shaking and I couldn't remember anything.
After the landslide, there was less game on the mountain, and the trees began to grow randomly and become distorted. The denser the place, the more eerie it became, so few people came to the west.
Hu Si carried a shovel and poured the kerosene
The lamp was shining back and forth on the mountain. Nine inches below the hillside, under a big locust tree, I saw a tombstone. It was covered with mud, as if it had been buried with something in the soil at first, and now it had slipped down.
Normally, take a closer look.
However, what is written on the tombstone does not look like the names of ordinary people, but some crooked ghostly drawings, which are a bit like the talismans used by Taoist priests to control their houses.
He didn't know a few Chinese characters, so he didn't think it was anything special and started digging around the tombstone.
"Gugu——"
"Gu——"
Not long after Hu Sigang started to take action, a sound suddenly came out in the air. He was so frightened that Hu Sigang threw the shovel out together. He collapsed into a ball and lay on the ground. After waiting for a long time, nothing happened. He opened his eyes from the gap between his fingers and looked, but
I saw an owl standing on the big locust tree not far away. The owl stared with two gleaming eyes, and stood with its claws on the branches. It turned its head 180 degrees in a circle and looked at Hu.
Si's figure seemed to be mocking him for being timid, and he made a "coo" sound, which sounded like a smile but not a smile, a cry but not a cry. It was very scary.
Hu Si was so angry that he bullied the weak and was afraid of the strong. He quickly picked up a stone and threw it over. The owl flapped its wings and flew away as if frightened.
"Damn bird, how dare you block my good deeds!!"
Hu Si spat on both his left and right hands and continued digging.
After digging for about ten minutes, the shovel made a "scratching" sound in the dark night. In this deep mountain and old forest full of ghosts, not to mention too many people infiltrating, but now Hu Si was obsessed with profit, how could he control so much?
The kerosene lamp gave off a dim yellow light, covering an area of two to three meters, and everything was extremely quiet.
Suddenly there was a "clang", and Hu Si's shovel seemed to have come into contact with a hard object, but his face lit up with joy: Could it be——
After he kept up his efforts, he jumped into the dug hole and saw a bronze coffin, with fine ink threads wrapped around it and a bell attached to it. If he touched it slightly, the bell would "ding, clank".
Very impressive.
Hu Si looked at it curiously: I have never seen anyone buried in such a way. This is really strange.
But the bronze coffin was very huge. If there were treasures inside, it must have contained a lot.
Hu Si smiled "hehe", rubbed his hands, wiped the mud on his body, casually pulled the ink fountain line and the bell away, picked up the shovel, placed it at the seam of the bronze coffin, and started to pry it.
"One, two, three - let's go!!"
The bronze coffin looked heavy, and the lid of the coffin was also very heavy. Hu Si tried his best to move it, but he couldn't move it. He was so tired that he gasped at the edge of the pit.
However, the coffin has been found, so what’s the point of giving up halfway?
Thinking that after getting the treasure and selling it, there would be countless good wine and meat. Hu Si's strength came back and he used all his energy to feed. The coffin lid finally "squeaked", like the old wooden door of a decaying ancestral hall.
, as if being gently pushed open by an outsider, a gap leaked out.
Hu Si used a kerosene lamp to take a closer look, and then he realized why he couldn't pry it open.
But I saw that the interface between the lid and the body of the bronze coffin was mixed with cinnabar and dog blood, and some unknown mud-like paste was added, and a thick layer was applied, and there was a faint middle layer.
The scent of sandalwood made me frown immediately.
And the reason why he shoveled a crack was not
Because of other things, these things seemed to have been stuck on it for a long time, and became as brittle and thin as plaster. A lot of red debris fell off when lightly knocked.
No wonder it hasn't been shoveled for half a day.
Hu Si secretly cursed "bad luck", he finally found a coffin, it was so difficult, but he suddenly smiled: the cooked meat is right next to his mouth, just waiting for him to take a bite, he doesn't care.
First, throw away the shovel, push the coffin lid with your back, and lift the coffin lid halfway.
"Shushu——"
A big black mouse scurried past Hu Si's feet, neither escaping nor making a fuss. It stood on its legs, its beady little eyes rolling around, looking curiously at this bold human being.
Hu Si kicked it away and said, "Go, go, no one dares to interfere with my good deeds today. When I get rich, I won't be able to stay in this village."
The big gray mouse was kicked far away by Hu Si, turned somersaults several times, got up in despair, glared at Hu Si viciously with a pair of red eyes, and disappeared into a hole in the ground.
The coffin lid was finally pushed open. Hu Si took a kerosene lamp and shined it into the bronze coffin, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
The person in the coffin is wearing a moon-white long dress embroidered with flowing clouds inlaid with silver, and she can see the embroidered silk silk and auspicious grass clouds and wild geese with wide sleeves and double silk damask clothes. A long slender quilt is crocheted around the waist. The waist is so slender that it is too full to hold. It looks like a waterfall.
Her black hair is draped lazily on her weak and boneless shoulders. She only picks a few strands to make a flying fairy bun, inserts a piece of gold into the flower and plays with beads, which is simple but elegant. When the skirt is flying, it is hazy.
It's hazy, and it's about to go away. The person beside it is like the moon, and the frost and snow are on the bright wrist. The jade hand holds an engraved gold bracelet, and the skin against it can be broken by a blow.
Lowering his head, his face is flushed, and his cold teeth are as fragrant as cherry blossoms.
His black hair is as fragrant as three thousand inks but is still plain, painted with two shades of autumn colors, and a hairpin hangs from the moon mark. His eyes are flowing with essence, and his face is smooth and jade-like. He has not spoken words, and his breath is like orchid. His cheeks are filled with fresh lychees, and his nose is greasy.
Fat, young peaches and plums, red lips and white teeth.
The state of pure immortality is like pearls and jade. How many Tang and Song Dynasty poems can it provide that beauty is like a flower across the clouds?
Before it rains on the crabapples, it snows on the pear blossoms, just like the famous flowers blooming in the wild, spreading their vines across the clear pond.
Holding a solitary pillar in the sky, green leaning against a high pavilion in the void, with green mist flowing in the middle. Only outside the Guanghan gate, there is no weight of green. It hides the delicate mouth, the jasper in the mouth, the willow eyebrows are curved, and the phoenix eyes look at it. The clouds are bunted in the sky, and the eyebrows are trimmed together with Juan.
Her red lips are bright on the outside, and her white teeth are fresh on the inside. She wears the shoes of a long journey, dragging her light skirt of mist and gauze. The gentle fragrance of the orchid is lingering in the corner of the mountain.
I think of Bei Quezhu Palace and the jade trees in Qionglin. I don’t know where it is. Who asks Qian, walking lightly on the waves. Looking at the condensation, Chengluan Qin girl. I think of the court music, the colorful clothes are dancing. There is no need to play the flute to go away the sorrow. Just like summer
The swollen lake is deeper and more secluded, the west wind has fallen on the trees and the hibiscus has returned to autumn; just like the flying snow and clouds in the dark sky, the new cattails emerge from the water and the weeping willows reflect the island.
If there were an immortal concubine like this in the world, would she really be the king of pure purity and the beauty of the country with the fragrance of heaven?
I thought that the first thing that attracted Hu Si was the woman's colorful and embroidered funerary objects that filled the coffin. However, the woman's fairy-like appearance shone clearly even in the black light and blind fire, and Hu Si was immediately stunned.
Affected by this situation, the desire for profit, wrapped in fear, began to stir again.
Anyway, I want these funerary objects myself, and this beautiful corpse is as good as alive when it is dead, it is not as good as——
hey-hey.
Off-topic: Dear bosses, the editor in charge of the blocked chapter didn’t help me get it out of Officer Wang’s hands. I’m so embarrassed. I have to think of a way.