It's strange, could Wu Yuli's daughter-in-law still make it up? Why do you make up a daughter-in-law for yourself, afraid that others will covet his beauty? Qi Yin remembered the scrolls in Wu Yuli's bookcase, the blurred white figures, and the mourning in front of the nave, and an incredible guess slowly rose in her heart.
Could the deceased wife Wu Yuli speak of is Bai Lu
This makes sense, no wonder Wu Yuli Fei is so desperate to revive Bailu, and he dares to revive his sweetheart. Qi Yin sighed to himself, what kind of hobby does Wu Yuli have, looking at a deer? How do people and deer have sex
After thinking about it, he pondered about the Meng family. Using the iron coffin to seal the person, did Meng Huaishan and his son encounter something, like a ghost in Wufang Mountain, demonized? Qi Yin wanted to ask Fu Lan's opinion, but turned his head, only to see that his brother had just drank a glass of wine. Qi Yin picked up the jug, it was light and weightless, and it was already empty. Qi Yin was stunned, "Brother, have you drunk everything?"
Fu Lan was stunned and said, "Xiao Yin is sweet and delicious."
"Then you can't drink it all, you'll get drunk!"
Fu Lan closed her eyes and was silent, as if feeling her physical condition, and then said, "I'm not drunk."
Looking at him under the light of the sky, his face is like fine porcelain, his eyes are like autumn water, and he is really not drunk. Qi Yin observed him for a while, then said, "That's right, brother, your alcohol intake is pretty good." Wipe your mouth and get up, "Then let's go to the ancestral tomb of the Meng family."
To find out why Meng Huaishan and his son died, it is necessary to dig a grave for an autopsy. Digging people's ancestral graves is really immoral, but after cultivating in Fenghuan Mountain for so long, morality has long been lost to Java. Qi Yin didn't care, and gave the round-faced beggar a few coins and asked him to lead the way. Eighteen years have passed since the Meng family incident, and the ancestral tomb has long been quiet. That beggar was greedy for money, and agreed immediately. Qi Yin took the black cat back from the girl group and took Fu Lan out the door. It was dark outside, and the moon was a white mass hanging high in the sky. They went to buy a shovel because they wanted to dig a grave. Qi Yin and Fu Lan, each carrying one, Yu Jian left the city.
The ancestral tomb of the Meng family is located on the hill of Niujiao Mountain, ten kilometers away from the city. Under the night, the phoenix tails are thick, the old trees with crooked necks shadow the buildings, the low bushes rustled in the wind, and the moonlight quietly spreads on the leaves. On the child, as if covered with a layer of gauze. At first glance, the cemetery had not been taken care of for a long time. It had just rained, and as soon as I landed, my feet were stuck in the wet mud.
"Immortal Master, you have to keep this cat farther away." Qi'er said, "Old people say that when an old corpse encounters a cat, it will definitely deceive the corpse. Besides, you are a black cat, which is unlucky."
"You don't know that," Qi Yin shook his head, "My cat master is the first god cat in the world. No matter what kind of monsters or monsters they meet, they will definitely be shit and kowtow and beg for mercy. As long as mortals hug it, their fortunes will roll in and they will be blessed with longevity. Both. Come, count your luck today and give you a hug."
The black cat meowed twice to express his agreement. Beggar was suspicious, and hugged the cat master, his hands sank, and he almost didn't hold it.
"It's quite weighty." Beggar Nahan said.
The grave of Meng Huaishan was dug first, and it took a long time to reach the coffin board. When I knocked it with a shovel, it made a loud noise. It was really iron. When the coffin nails were pried out, the lid of the coffin was loosened, and the foul-smelling black water gushed out from the jointed gap, as if there was a spring in the coffin. Qi'er was startled, and hurriedly shouted: "Come up, this is the water in the coffin, it must be poisonous!"
"Don't make a fuss," Qi Yin said. "This is either the water released by the corpse, or the water in the soil seeping into the coffin. Seeing such a large amount, 80% of it is the water in the soil." It was raining for a while at both ends, not to mention that it had just rained, so it was strange that there was no water in the coffin.
Qi Yin squeezed and moved the extremely heavy coffin lid away, and the stench of dead mice rushed up, and Qi Yin almost spit out the overnight meal. Covering his mouth and nose, he looked at his head, and it was dark inside, full of pitch-black stinky water, greasy to the touch, and indescribably disgusting. The bones are soaked here, it is estimated that they have already rotted, and nothing can be seen. But no matter what, you still have to take a look. Qi Yin resisted the stench and picked out the bones. Fu Lan took off her clothes and spread it on the edge of the pit, and Qi Yin put the bones on it.
The bones were completely rotten, and some were slag. After soaking for so long, even if it is a demon, the breath has dissipated. Qi Yin asked Fu Lan, "Brother, can you tell whether he is a demon or a human?"
"People." Fu Lan said.
"How did you get it?"
Fu Lan pointed to the bones, "Two hundred and six, the number of human bones."
Under the pale moonlight, Fu Lan's expression was a little wrong. The cheeks were slightly red, like a thin layer of rouge, and there was a faint smell of peach blossoms on the face. Qi Yin was a little worried, "Brother, are you not feeling well?"
"Is it poisoned? I heard the old man say that there is a kind of corpse gas in the grave, which is invisible to mortals. Some are black and some are red. As long as you take a sip, you will immediately get sores all over your body, and the seven orifices will bleed to death." .
"Then how dare you come?" Qi Yin asked.
"Isn't there an Immortal Master here?" Qi'er smiled.
Qi Yin was speechless and turned to look at his brother. Fu Lan frowned and said, "Dizzy."
Is there a real corpse? Even his brother got it? No, Qi Yin looked down at himself, he was the first to ask for the way, but he had nothing to do. His hands were dirty and he couldn't touch his brother, so Qi Yin leaned over his face and touched Fu Lan's forehead. A piece of hot forehead, as if a cake could be baked on it, Qi Yin shouted, "Brother, you have a fever!"
Fu Lan tilted her neck, looking confused, suddenly took Qi Yin's hand and pressed it on her chest. His chest was muscular and hard, and his heart was thumping in it, burning like a fire in the palm of his hand. Qi Yin blushed, shrank his hands, and asked, "What are you doing?"
"Xiao Yin, your heart is beating so fast," Fu Lan asked, "Have I fallen in love with you? Does loving someone make you feel dizzy?"
Qi Yin understood what was going on with this fellow, and said gloomily, "Brother, you are drunk. You have a lot of stamina to burn a knife, you are drunk!"
Qi'er looked at the two of them, smacking his tongue and said, "Immortal Master, what is the relationship between the two of you?"
"We are half-brothers." Qi Yin replied.
Beggar: "..."
At this moment, the sound of banging the coffin suddenly came from the pit, and everyone was shocked. Qi'er stood up, jumped to Qi Yin's back, grabbed the front of his shirt and shouted, "The coffin is slapped! Listen, the coffin has been slapped!"
Slap the fart, the bones are right next to them, who else can slap the coffin? Qi Yin stood up and saw the black cat squatting on the edge of the coffin, with big green eyes like ghostly fire, and let out a thin meow.
"My God, your cat is too scary!" Qi'er rubbed his heart.
The cat master must have found something, but there are outsiders next to him, so he can't speak well. Qi Yin and Fu Lan walked over, and the black cat jumped and walked around on the coffin board that was lying on the ground. Qi Yin choked, turned the coffin cover over, and laid it flat on the ground. Under the moonlight, the dark iron plate seemed to be plated with a layer of mercury, and everyone stared at it and was immediately surprised. This iron coffin is made of iron-clad wood, and the back of the iron coffin lid, on the wooden surface, is densely covered with dark red palm prints and deep and shallow scratches.
Qi Yin took a deep breath and suddenly understood everything.
Meng Huaishan was not dead when he was buried in the coffin, he was buried alive.
Wu Yuli did not know what method he used to make Meng Huaishan fake his death. When Meng Huaishan woke up, he found himself in the coffin. He patted the coffin for help, but passersby thought he was cheating, and no one dared to come forward. He screamed and screamed, perhaps because the iron coffin was blocked by the soil layer, or because his voice was hoarse and intelligible because he shouted for too long, and Meng Huaishan's impression of cheating the corpse was preconceived, and people thought it was not a human voice.
People were afraid of evil spirits and did not dare to approach, which completely cut off his hope of surviving, and he suffocated to death like this.
Qi Yin felt a chill in his heart, he found out that Wu Yuli likes to play with people, Ye Kucan is like this, Meng Huaishan is also like this. When they were complacent and thought they had gotten a great deal, they didn't expect that their death was imminent, and they died horribly.
Continuing to dig Meng Huaishan's son's coffin, Fu Lan felt dizzy and could not walk steadily. Qi Yin asked him to rest, took off his outer clothes, and put them on him. The beggar picked up the shovel and dug with him. The last layer of soil was shoveled away, revealing a black iron coffin. I was sweating profusely, and my palms were sore. Qi Yin took a breath and wanted to untie his hands. Just as he turned around, a sneer came from behind.
This laughter was very sinister, like a man gritted his teeth and laughed gloomily from between his teeth.
Qi Yin's heart skipped a beat, he turned around suddenly, stared at the beggar, and said, "What are you laughing at?"
"What are you laughing at? I didn't laugh!" Qi'er held the shovel and looked at him blankly. Seeing Qi Yin's vigilant appearance, Qi'er suddenly came back to his senses, and crawled out of the pit with both hands and feet. , Everyone doubts and doubts, and in the end, they will go crazy and kill each other. Immortal Master, you are on your way! Before we are crazy, let's go quickly."
"Wait, give me a laugh," Qi Yin said.
Qi'er grimaced and ran towards Fu Lan, "Master Immortal, your junior brother is crazy!"
"I'm not crazy," Qi Yin stopped him, "hurry up and give me a laugh."
Qi'er hesitated, pulled the corner of his mouth and smiled: "Hey?"
"It's not like that, it's a little more sinister."
"Ho ho?"
This fellow was young, and his voice was very bright, unlike that weird sneer. Qi Yin's heart trembled, is there anyone else hiding here? Qi Yin stood in the pit and looked around, the pit was so big, where else could people hide? It's impossible for him to be evil by himself, right there to laugh
"Is it your illusion?" The beggar was shaking like a sieve.
"Impossible." Qi Yin was so sure, he definitely heard a sneer.
There was a shadow over his head, and Fu Lan came.
Qi Yin looked up at him, "Brother, did you hear the laughter too?"
Fu Lan's ears are very good, and in a room, he can even hear the heartbeats of others clearly. He nodded and pointed to the coffin, "There."
"Ah?" Qi Yin was stunned.
When Qi'er heard this, he was almost not frightened, and quickly hid behind Fu Lan.
"Someone is talking inside." Fu Lan said.
A cold air rushed from the bottom of Qi Yin's feet to his forehead. Your uncle, is it possible that Meng Huaishan's son is not dead yet? After being locked up for so many years, I don't eat or drink, I've become an adult demon!
"A lot of people." Fu Lan said again.
His brother likes to pant when he speaks. Qi Yin stood hairy behind the pit and asked, "How is it possible? This coffin is so big, it's too crowded to be alone."
Turning his head to look at the boxy iron coffin, seven feet three long, how could it hold "many people"
"Maybe it's a ghost." Qi'er said hesitantly.
What is the ghost doing in there? Playing Pai Gow? Qi Yin couldn't help but think.
Fu Lan released a small fish, and the light blue small fish was like a firefly. Under Qi'er's surprised eyes, it swayed through the iron and flew into the coffin. Xiaoyu entered the coffin, and the coffin suddenly became restless, and even Qi Yin could vaguely hear the voices inside. After a while, the little fish swam back and rested on Fulan Baijie's fingertips. Fu Lan shook his head and said, "It's very dark, I can't see clearly."
Qi Yin took out the Gui Mei sword, carried it behind his back, restrained his voice, dared to touch the edge of the coffin, and listened carefully. There was a rustling inside, as if many people were whispering into his ears. After listening for a long time, I didn't understand what the things inside were saying. They seemed to be speaking in another language, with a sticky and sticky tone, which was very different from Chinese.
Qi Yin beckoned and asked the black cat to come and listen. Master Cat is erudite, maybe he can understand. The black cat also listened for a while, and said, "It's not human words."
Qi'er turned pale in shock, "The cat has spoken! The cat has spoken!"
"Nonsense, don't you say that my cat master is a god cat?" Qi Yin turned to the black cat again, "Isn't it a human word? A monster's word?"
"No," the black cat said, "the old man means that this is not a word at all. No matter where the words are, the tone of the words, and the level of the level, there are rules. When they are linked together, others can understand the meaning. There are thousands of words and thousands of words, but no matter whether it is a mortal or a demon, the sounds that can be made are very limited, so a meaningful sentence must have repetitions or similar sounds. There is no sound at all, it is just nonsense, and the same reason as a child is screaming."
"You mean, it didn't say anything, just barked?"
The black cat nodded, turned his face and asked Fu Lan, "Stupid, can you still fight?"
Fu Lan said yes.
The black cat said: "That's fine, Xiaoyin, come out and let your brother open the coffin. Don't care what's inside, let it out and see, if you don't obey, then beat him."