Seeing that all those people were led away, I turned around after feeling a bit, but found that Lian Daozhen was no longer visible. I was taken aback and hurried to the kitchen. Only then did I see it, but within ten to twenty seconds, Lian Daozhen had already punched a big hole in the kitchen. I was stunned, thinking that he was so good, it would be a pity not to help people through the sewer.
Lian Daozhen alternated his fists, and quickly turned from the bottom to the side, heading in the direction he had guessed. In fact, the most important thing about our method is the early stage. It's just that a big hole can be punched down silently in front, so when you hit it sideways, you won't be afraid of any more movement.
I saw that the channel that Lian Daozhen laid was enough for people to walk. I was surprised that I didn't forget to turn on the flash on the phone and jump down to follow him. There was a hole in the front and someone illuminated in the back. I felt that we both came to robber the tomb, and we were like voles preparing to steal rice.
"Dragon gives birth to dragon, Feng gives birth to phoenix, the mouse's son will make a hole..." I hummed a song casually, but after a few words, Lian Dao really stopped.
"Why, did you find it?" I asked quickly.
Unexpectedly, Lien Dao really turned around, banged on my head, and said, "Your son will make a hole!"
"Why are you hitting me..." I held my head innocently.
Lian Dao really snorted, turned around and continued to punch. I stuck out my tongue, knowing he was angry. But holding his forehead and thinking about it later, he said just now that my son would make a hole
This guy is probably stunned by me...
After a while, I suddenly felt cold all over, and at the same time it seemed like a needle was piercing my skin. Holding his arms trembling twice, he heard a muffled sound in front of him. He raised the phone to take photos, but suddenly smelled a foul smell.
I hurriedly covered my nose and asked, "What's this smell?"
Lian Daozhen's voice appeared dull and dull underground: "The smell of a dead body."
"It's the smell of death again?" I was very depressed and moved forward, only to find that the thing in front of Ren Daozhen was not mud, but a black wooden board. It's just that there is a big cavity on this wooden board now, and the stench comes from it.
"Why is this board used?" I asked.
Lian Daozhen shook his head, then stood on tiptoe, his arm plunged into the soil like a steel rod, and when he pulled it out again, I heard him say: "This... looks like a coffin?"
"Coffin!" I repeated it in amazement: "Didn't you say that Zhao Qiming might be buried? How could there be a coffin?"
Lian Daozhen turned sideways and said, "You look after it, is it Zhao Qiming inside?"
"I haven't seen him again, how do I know if it's..." After returning, I still clutched my nose and leaned forward, illuminating it with my phone. I have to say that Lien Dao's guess may be true. According to everything I have seen, this black wooden board may really be a coffin.
There was a corpse lying in it, and I saw that the flesh and blood of his arm had rotted, and the smell was so nasty that I couldn't bear it. I quickly retracted my head and said, "There is a corpse inside. I don't know if it is Zhao Qiming, but the clothes look like the style my dad wore when he was young."
Lian Dao really thought about it, and walked to the front again. After asking for the direction of the corpse in the coffin, he punched a certain distance to the head, then hit a big hole in the coffin, and then put his hands in. Within a few seconds, he pulled it back and said with certainty: "It should be Zhao Qiming who is lying in the coffin!"
"How do you know? Have you met him?" I asked puzzled.
"I felt a big hole in the chest of the corpse, it looked like a human hand tore it open." Lian Daozhen said.
"Oh? It might be him! Didn't Aunt Mei tell me that Zhao Qiming was dragged away by the arm penetrating his chest. Did you find the arm?"
"No." Lian Daozhen shook his head, his voice was filled with some doubts, as if talking to himself: "That arm, why should Zhao Qiming's body be placed in the coffin? This coffin..."
As Lian Daozhen said, he reached in and touched it again. When he withdrew his arm, he made a very startled voice: "This coffin..."
"What's wrong? What's wrong with the coffin? Is the coffin weird?" I asked.
"No, the coffin is very ordinary, it's just..." Liandao really hesitated, as if thinking about something. After a short while, he said, "There should be a corpse in this coffin!"
"Uh, you mean, the coffin has been there for a long time? What about the original corpse?"
"Maybe taken away." Lian Daozhen said.
"Take it away? Why did that arm take a corpse away?" I asked very puzzled.
"That's not an ordinary corpse." Lian Daozhen said in a deep voice, "It's quite dark here, even if it's comparable to the first emperor's pit kill you've seen before. I'm afraid it's an ancient one Fierce land. I don't know who was buried here. After a long time, it turned into a corpse, but unfortunately it is difficult to form now. If it is hundreds of years earlier, the neighborhood will become a Jedi."
"The corpse?" I didn't understand this term at all, so I asked, "Is it a ghost or a zombie?"
"Zombies are stiff corpses, but the corpses are as soft as ordinary people, let their flesh and blood decay, but they never leave the body. Such corpses live because they absorb Yin Qi, so ordinary people will die if they touch them." Lian Daozhen explained.
"It seems very scary..." I shivered, no wonder it felt so cold: "How do you know the corpse, there are in Taohuayuan?"
"Decades ago, when I first entered the mountain, I met several corpse raisers outside the Taohuayuan." Lian Daozhen said, "So, I learned this from them. But nowadays, the corpses are difficult to form. Those who raise corpses, I haven't seen it for many years, I'm afraid it will end the inheritance prematurely."
"It doesn't matter if it is broken, the province will hurt others." I said.
"True corpses are also for cultivation. The corpses they raise share the spirit of heaven and earth with the body, and they won’t harm people. Those corpses that you’ve heard of harming people are mostly born in some fierce land. Raise." Lian Daozhen retorted.
I didn't know much about him, blinked, and said, "What about now? What's the matter when I go back?"
Lian Daozhen frowned and said, "I always feel something is wrong. If Zhao Qiming is really dragged into the ground by that arm... Why should I take the corpse away and leave Zhao Qiming? What is the reason..."
Even though Daozhen was thinking about it, I didn't dare to bother at will, so I had to take a picture of the coffin with my phone to try to find out.
This black coffin board has been embedded in the dark and humid underground for many years. I saw a few drops of brown oil dripping down the board, I don't know if it was the legendary corpse oil.
Zhao Qiming was also an unfortunate person. He died unclearly and was dragged to such a deep ground and buried in a coffin. If Aunt Mei knew that under the house where she sheds tears every day, she buried her husband, whom she thought about day and night, and I wonder if she would go crazy on the spot.
However, I sleep here every day without knowing that there is a dead person buried under his feet, and that the dead person is still his own husband... I just think about it, I shudder, and my hairs are trembling a little.
At this time, I don't know if it was dazzling, I suddenly felt something in the coffin swayed.
I glanced at Lien Daozhen, he was still thinking, as if he hadn't noticed anything wrong. So I moved closer and took photos with my phone to see what was shaking just now.
But when my mobile phone just explored the big hole in the coffin, I heard Lian Dao really anxiously shout: "Be careful!"
I also felt my arm being pulled by him. At the moment when Lian Dao really wanted to pull me back, I saw that a hand that was rotten to the point of bleeding had reached the opening of the coffin board swayingly. . The dead hand was only a few centimeters away from my phone.
I yelled out in shock and almost threw the phone. If it wasn't for Lian Dao to pull it in time, I might have met the dead man's hand directly!
Ren Daozhen pulled me back, and I heard a low roar in my ears. The voice was like a beast, dull and stern, it sounded terrifying.
Immediately afterwards, there was a bang on the coffin board, and then the entire coffin shattered. A dark figure, exuding a stinking smell, threw out from the fragments of the coffin.
"Hurry up!" Ren Daojin pulled me behind him, and then greeted me alone. His fist shook a dull whistle in the air. The thing is getting louder, and it's getting sharper, like it's going to pierce a person's eardrum. (End of this chapter)