This is a double burial tomb.
One tomb is reserved for Mr. Zheng's family.
The other tomb is reserved for his wife.
Before the shock at Lengwaigang, Mr. Zheng was still alive, so there was only one coffin in the tomb.
But now the peace of this tomb has been broken. The tomb that was supposed to be sealed with bricks and stones was violently destroyed at this moment, and fragments of bricks and stones were scattered all over the ground.
Although it has been cleaned up by later generations, some traces of mess can still be seen.
At this time, the tomb was pitch black, and the dark tomb gave people a gloomy feeling, as if hiding a pair of ghost eyes full of resentment in the invisible dark tomb.
I don't know if it was a psychological effect, but it seemed that there was an unpleasant smell wafting from the dark tomb.
The way to carry the coffin is not complicated.
People enter the tomb, tie a strong hemp rope, and then the four of them work together to lift it out. After the coffin was lifted out, it was carried directly to Liu Jiazu's land for burial, and the coffin could not fall to the ground once in the middle.
The coffin fell to the ground, indicating that he was unwilling.
It is easy to commit evil spirits.
For example, a sudden sinking of the coffin, or a sudden break of the rope is a kind of coffin falling to the ground.
Fangzheng was relying on the presence of the big boss, since the sky was falling and there was a tall guy supporting him, so he looked relaxed.
There was no change in the expression on Master Xuanling's face.
On the contrary, it was the young and middle-aged woman who pretended to be mother and son. Their expressions changed several times. They wanted to open their mouths to Master Xuanling several times, as if they regretted it and did not want to enter the tomb to carry the coffin.
Fangzheng looked thoughtfully.
The fake mother and son must know something.
Otherwise, it is impossible to be so scrupulous.
The people who can follow the Japanese tour ambassador are naturally not ordinary people.
Bringing ordinary people into a dangerous place, the Japanese tour envoy is too cheap.
With the Japanese envoy by his side, these two people can still be so scrupulous. It seems that carrying the coffin this time is by no means an easy task... Fangzheng felt a little depressed when he thought of this.
Originally, he just wanted to concentrate on dogging.
Then he planted a grass on the head of the Japanese tour envoy, named "Leek No. 5", and concentrated on gathering his wool.
But who would have thought that things are impermanent.
Just as he was about to plant grass with his front feet, his back feet were passively involved in carrying the coffin.
Before entering the tomb, a Feng Shui master in charge handed out three incense sticks to the four coffin bearers.
"Before lifting the coffin, you put the incense sticks in your hands into the gaps in the coffin lid. When lifting the coffin, pay attention to the burning process of the incense in time to prevent burning two long and one short or two short and one long."
The Feng Shui master who presided over the ceremony said solemnly.
The pair of fake mother and son looked sad and miserable, they secretly glanced at the Daoist Xuanling who was supporting him beside him in fear, and dared not run away at all.
They looked terrified, terrified.
Not at all like a companion.
More and more like being coerced...hostage
The fake mother and son seemed to have known something in advance, but the point is, Fang Zheng didn't know it yet.
So he asked curiously: "What should we do if there are two long and one short fires, or two short and one long fires?"
But after the Feng Shui master finished speaking, he didn't say another word.
Fangzheng had no choice but to give up after asking several times.
In the tomb that was dug open, it was pitch black, as if the light from outside had been distorted when it entered the inside, the light was very dim, and only the outlines of some bricks and stones and the outlines of the two coffins could be vaguely seen.
The two coffins are easy to distinguish.
One mouthful was badly rotten.
One mouthful is still brand new, and it can be seen that it has not been buried for a long time. Stretching out his hands in the dark, he could still feel something greasy. Fangzheng thought that this should be some yellow mud that got on the coffin of Liu's grandson's daughter-in-law when it was moved into the tomb.
The road in the mountains is not very good.
What's more, it was a muddy dirt road decades ago.
The space in the tomb is small, and it is difficult for people to stand upright. The space is oppressive, and the air is turbid and does not circulate. In short, there is an indescribable strange smell mixed in the tomb.
"Wait to lift the coffin. If you encounter anything, remember to speak up. Cooperate with me to find the empress empress who is hiding in the village of Duantou. The two of you still have a chance to make up for your mistakes."
"If you have any crooked thoughts and want to peek at the blood of the empress, death is not a pity!"
Master Xuanling is not blind at all in the dark.
His voice was cold, and he was speaking to the young couple and the middle-aged woman.
In the dark tomb room exuding a strange smell, Fang Zheng's eyes showed such a sudden look.
These two people were indeed those people who peeped at Zhang Zuoren's body.
Now these waves of people have been taken away in one pot.
Japanese tour envoys are the strategic nuclear weapons of each country, and it is more than enough to fight mosquitoes with nuclear weapons.
If it weren't for this incident, it was unusual, and it would never have alarmed a Japanese tour envoy.
Immortal Xuanling just finished speaking, and then looked in Fangzheng's direction speechlessly. Fangzheng's hand kept dangling in front of his eyes, making him dizzy.
"What are you doing?"
"Really, it turns out that your eyes are not blind at all." Fangzheng was a little surprised.
He also thought that the blind Taoist priest in front of him had discovered him when he first entered the village, and it was because of his five senses that he had sensed his aura during the day tour.
It turned out that he could see.
"I'm just blind, not blind."
"I know this sentence, I'm willing to play dumb but I'm not blind." Fangzheng made an epiphany expression with fists and palms.
It's a pity that I can't see anything clearly in the dark.
Only the crisp sound of Fang Zheng's fists can be heard.
Master Xuanling: "..."
Why did Fangzheng lose all compulsion when these words came out of Fangzheng's mouth.
vulgar.
vulgar.
"Really, is this empress really the reincarnated daughter of Tang Seng?"
"Tang Monk?"
"If it's not the meat of the female Tang monk, why do so many people want to grab the meat of the empress?"
Master Xuanling: "..."
This is the second time he has been speechless.
"No! The empress is the empress, and the Tang monk is the Tang monk." Daoist Xuanling said depressedly.
He was afraid that Fangzheng would ask some weird questions, so he hurriedly said, "This incense stick has been burned halfway, and nothing happened. Let's carry out the coffin of Liu's grandson's wife first."
"Only by leading out the empress who has been hiding all this time, can I completely solve this Duantou village."
In the dark, gloomy tomb with a strange smell of stale air, a rustling sound began to sound.
That was the sound of tying the rope and preparing to carry the coffin.
squeak...
It sounded like an old man's toothache moaning on a hospital bed, and the heavy coffin began to lift off the ground slowly.
In the darkness, four living people were about to carry the coffin out of the tomb.
But just as he took a step, the young man walking in front suddenly let out a muffled groan in the gloomy dark tomb.
"how?"
"Something was touching me just now, it seemed to be a woman's hand..."
"Where did I touch you?"
The young man faltered for a while: "touched me..."
Fangzheng was shocked: "The coffin female idiot? Could it be that the wife of Liu Mingyi who was lying in the coffin touched you? Sure enough, women are like wolves at thirty and tigers at forty... But it is also possible that the ancestors of the Zheng family touched you..."
Master Xuanling in the dark: "..."
Youth: "..."
The innocent middle-aged woman lying on the gun: "..."
(end of this chapter)