Nanfeng and Changle were not the only ones who heard the fat man's cry. The man who was lying on the ground suddenly sat up and looked around blankly.
Because this person woke up too suddenly, the two subconsciously stepped back.
At this moment, the fat man shouted again, "Come and see."
The man hadn't completely come to his senses yet when he heard the fat man's voice coming from the direction of the main house, he suddenly woke up. He ignored Nanfeng and Changle in front of him, spun up and turned toward the main house.
At the same time as it turned over, the golden armor from the ruins flew out quickly, and the lightning returned. After it landed, it had been put on. When it rushed forward, its right hand reached back and caught the golden gun that flew after it.
But even though this person was rushing forward very quickly, he stopped at the foot of the steps of the main room. He stood frozen very suddenly and motionless.
The two people in the main room knew that Nanfeng had done it and didn't care. Zhuge Chanjuan ran out of the main room and waved to them, "Come quickly."
Everyone has a sense of curiosity. The fat man's previous shout had already made the two of them curious. When they saw Zhuge Chanjuan's strange expression, Nanfeng became more and more curious. Liangqi came first, Changle followed.
"Look." Zhuge Chanjuan stretched out her hand and pointed north.
Even without Zhuge Chanjuan pointing, Nanfeng also saw what was in the main room. They were two huge coffins, all black and made of iron.
The two coffins were placed north and south, leaning on each other, with no gap in between. The iron coffin on the right had its lid displaced, and the fat man was looking in through the displaced gap.
"What's inside?" Nanfeng asked.
"There's nothing, it's empty." The fat man said casually, and then said urgently, "Wait a minute, there is a round hole the size of a fist on the coffin, which seems to lead to another coffin."
"Exit first." Nanfeng waved to the fat man.
The fat man withdrew as he said, walked to the door and asked Nanfeng, "Is there a zombie in that coffin?"
"Iron objects block Yin and Yang, and spiritual energy cannot be sensed." Nanfeng shook his head.
"Very few people use cast iron to make coffins," Zhuge Chanjuan said.
"It's not very little, almost none," Nanfeng waved his hand, "Cast iron is also called evil gold. It is a low-grade metal that cannot communicate with yin and yang, and isolates the earth's atmosphere. If you bury the deceased in an iron coffin, it is difficult for the deceased to return to nature."
After Nanfeng finished speaking, he tilted his head and looked at the man in golden armor who stood frozen beside him, "I will give you your freedom, please don't do anything again."
The man in golden armor could not move and could only turn his eyes to look sideways at Nanfeng, his eyes still full of vigilance.
Nanfeng raised his hand to signal the three of them to step back, and then withdrew the spiritual energy that restrained the man in golden armor.
The man in golden armor regained his freedom, quickly climbed up the steps, entered the main room, stood upright, and stood in front of the two iron coffins.
"What's in the other iron coffin?" Nanfeng asked calmly.
The man in golden armor frowned slightly when he heard this and remained silent.
"Who are you?" Nanfeng asked again.
The man in golden armor still didn't answer.
Just when Nanfeng wanted to speak again, the man in golden armor made a hoarse voice, "Who are you?"
"My name is Nanfeng." Nanfeng replied.
Nanfeng said this, but he didn't say it. He was only thirty years old, and the man in golden armor had stayed here for at least forty or fifty years, so it was impossible to have heard of him. The only use of these words is that you can take the opportunity to ask, "Who are you?"
The man in golden armor did not say his name, but asked, "Who sent you here?"
"No one sent us here, we came uninvited." The fat man interjected.
Even when the fat man spoke, the man in gold armor did not look at him, but continued to look directly at Nanfeng, "You are not a mortal."
Nanfeng nodded, "I am indeed not, but I am not a god either. You don't have to worry, we are not sent by Heaven to get you."
Hearing Nanfeng's words, shock flashed across the face of the man in golden armor.
Nanfeng continued, "You have also seen that you can't stop us from doing anything we want to do, but you can rest assured that we won't do anything. I have a few questions to ask you. If you tell the truth, we will gone."
After frowning, the man in golden armor nodded slowly.
"Excuse me, what's Gao's name?" Nanfeng asked.
Seeing Nanfeng's polite words, the man in golden armor was a little surprised. He was stunned for a moment and said in a deep voice, "Zhang Luoyun."
"What is your position and rank in heaven?" Nanfeng asked again.
The golden-armored man no longer hesitated and answered, "I was commanded by Zuo Du of the Zhongtian Forbidden Army and was granted the title of Golden Immortal."
"Are you an innate god or an acquired immortal?" Nanfeng asked again.
"Born in Youtian." The man in golden armor answered.
Nanfeng nodded. Those who can recite incantations are not necessarily those in the Taoist sect. Many gods also know incantations. Youtian is one of the nine heavens. If this person is born in Youtian, it means that this person is a god and not an immortal.
When Nanfeng nodded, the fat man took over the conversation, "What's in the coffin?"
The man in golden armor didn't answer or look at him. He just looked at Nanfeng, waiting for him to ask questions.
The fat man hit the wall and was very unhappy, but after thinking about it, he was no longer angry. Not long ago, he had hit someone on the head with a hammer. No one else would be happy, so it was reasonable to ignore him. middle.
"What's hidden in the iron coffin?" Nanfeng asked.
"Clumsy Jing." The man in gold armor replied.
The answer of the man in golden armor was also within Nanfeng's expectation. The only thing that can make a man insist on waiting is his beloved woman.
"My wife is the Holy Hand of Qihuang." Nanfeng expressed his goodwill to the man in golden armor.
"Thank you." The man in golden armor shook his head.
"I can condense spiritual energy and transform into a complete physical body." Nanfeng said again.
"Thank you, Master. The body transformed by spiritual energy is not suitable for her." The man in gold armor shook his head again, his expression showing sadness.
"Lingzheng is also a god?" Nanfeng asked. The physical body transformed by spiritual energy has both yin and yang energy, which is no different from the real body. However, this kind of physical body is not suitable for gods born in heaven.
The man in golden armor did not nod or shake his head, but tilted his head. This action showed that he had something to hide, or it might be that the woman in the iron coffin had a special status.
Nan Feng did not ask for the reason, but asked casually, "Why did you contract corpse poison?"
"In order to survive." The man in gold armor replied.
Nanfeng didn't like this kind of question-and-answer conversation, but the man in golden armor was as precious as gold and gave simple answers without any explanation.
Nanfeng had no choice but to ask again and again. The man in golden armor did not hide anything and answered every question.
After half a stick of incense, Nan Feng stopped asking questions. He already had a rough idea of the origin of the man in gold armor. This man and the woman in the iron coffin were not married, they were just a couple. Although the woman was born in heaven, But they are not gods, but some kind of aliens from the heaven. The relationship between the two is not allowed by the heaven. In desperation, the two choose to elope to the earth.
But after descending to earth, a thorny problem arose, that is, the two of them were born in heaven. If they stay in the mortal world for too long, the power of the divine magic will gradually weaken, and they will no longer be immortal, and will get sick and age like mortals.
The woman in the iron coffin had no supernatural powers. She quickly became unwell after descending to earth, contracted an illness and was life-threatening.
Seeing that his lover was seriously ill, the man in golden armor was determined to take her back to the heaven to receive treatment. He never thought that after being in the mortal world for too long, his divine power would weaken and he would lose the ability to fly.
In desperation, he could only survive by being infected with corpse poison. In order to prevent the corpse's energy from leaking out and causing disaster, he lived in an iron coffin until today.
"Who were the people in this town harmed?" Nanfeng asked.
The man in golden armor sighed and shook his head, and said with difficulty, "Zhuo Jing has lost his mind."
"You have a vocation, and you came down to earth privately. Why is no one arresting you?" Nanfeng asked again.
The man in golden armor tilted his head and didn't answer.
Seeing him like this, Nanfeng vaguely guessed the reason, "May I ask who your father is..."