After finishing speaking, he raised his eyebrows at Ye Shaoyang, implying that I vented my anger on you.
Ye Shaoyang rubbed his nose, wanting to tell her that even he scolded him for the phrase "old-fashioned".
After a while, the village director came back, followed by his two nephews, each carrying a shovel, and stood aside, waiting for Ye Shaoyang's orders.
Ye Shaoyang pointed to the four copper nails, and said, "Just dig a hole for me according to this range, and it will cost 300 yuan per person, how about it?"
The two nodded hurriedly, as if they were afraid that he would regret it, and before he gave an order, they put down the shovel and started digging up the soil.
Ye Shaoyang leaned in front of Zhuang Yuning and smiled, "Well, I didn't bring any money today."
"Don't worry, Brother Shaoyang, you are helping me. I know it."
The soil was not too hard, and the two young men were from village households, with sufficient strength, they dug a hole one or two meters deep in a short while.
The compass in the hands of Taoist Wuyue started to spin, and he said in surprise: "There is a corpse coming up!"
Ye Shaoyang bent down, picked up a handful of dug up soil, and looked at it in front of his eyes. There was a smear of black in the loess, but it was not black soil. When he squeezed it hard, a stream of black water came out. Ye Shaoyang went up and smelled it. His face turned green on the spot, and he murmured: "Fuck, point your back, what the hell is this zombie!"
"What is it if it's not a zombie?" Xie Yuqing approached and asked nervously.
"This is a giant water corpse!" Ye Shaoyang threw away the soil, clapped his hands and said to me, then jumped into the pit, let the two young men go up, picked up a shovel and shoveled the soil by himself, the giant water corpse is not a joke If the coffin is not sealed properly and something happens, I am condescending, and I am afraid it will be too late to save them.
After digging down another half a meter or so, the soil turned out became darker and wetter, and began to have a strong stench.
The people above covered their noses and instinctively took a few steps back.
Suddenly there was a click, and the shovel hit a hard object. Ye Shaoyang stretched out his hand, touched a piece of metal, pulled the dirt aside, and said without raising his head, "Hold the lamp!"
Xie Yuqing's puzzled voice came from above: "What?"
It was only then that Ye Shaoyang remembered that Xiao Ma was not there. After all, Xie Yuqing hadn't hit him many times, and his awareness was not enough, so he had to ask her to take a light with a flashlight more clearly.
The light from the flashlight shone on the metal under his body, reflecting a bright yellow luster. Ye Shaoyang used his hands to scrape away more soil, exposing more metal area, a piece of golden light.
"This is... gold?" Zhuang Cai exclaimed on it.
Ye Shaoyang tapped the metal surface with his hand, and the sound was not so deep. "It's probably not gold, it's gold leaf." Before he finished speaking, there was a muffled "boom" from under the metal plate, and Ye Shaoyang felt his feet tremble, and he almost couldn't stop. Where did Zhuang Cai and the others above go through this kind of thing, they backed away in fright.
Ye Shaoyang was not afraid at all, and continued to shovel the soil with the shovel, despite the violent knocking sound from below, ten minutes later, a whole yellow metal plate was revealed, wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, high in the middle and low at both ends, just like a pair of coffin.
Seeing this scene, Zhuang Cai recalled the bet before, and couldn't help but secretly glanced at the Taoist priest Wuyue, wondering if it was because of the candlelight, the Taoist priest Wuyue's old face looked particularly red, as if he had been whipped.
Ye Shaoyang stood on the coffin lid and looked down. There was a layer of relief on the coffin lid, engraved with some images of gods and beasts, and some characters carved in seal script, which were pitted and hard to read.
"It looks like it should be an ancient coffin." Ye Shaoyang reached out his hand to touch the relief, and felt a ghostly aura coming from the gap on both sides of the coffin. His heart was shocked, and he took out a magic talisman, and the cinnabar popped out with his little finger. I wrote a few words on it, pasted it on the coffin lid, read the incantation once, tapped my thumb, and faint traces of black air came out from under the coffin and were sucked into the talisman.
At this time, a series of crying sounds suddenly came from under the coffin. It was low and depressing, but it could be heard that it was the voice of a child, and there was more than one. It sounded like a group of children crying together.
The cries echoed one after another in the room. This kind of auditory shock made everyone present shudder. They all turned their heads nervously, for fear that a little ghost would suddenly appear somewhere.
"Wuliang Tianzun," Wuyue Taoist waved his whisk, and said calmly, "There is a poor Taoist, so don't be afraid."
"Little Ye Zi, here, so many ghosts are crying, what's going on?" Xie Yuqing said tremblingly.
Ye Shaoyang looked at the lid of the coffin, and pondered: "If I'm right, the place under the coffin is used to store little ghosts, most of them are ordinary living little ghosts, and placing the coffin here is to suppress their ghost spirit, Once a corpse becomes a zombie, ghosts cannot possess it. This rule is borrowed here, "one corpse can suppress three ghosts, and ghost corpses cannot survive two".
Ordinary ghosts with little cultivation are afraid of corpses. So this ancient coffin may have contained water corpses, so it was moved here by Hu Wei to suppress the little ghost... "
After hearing these words, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay. Although Daoist Wuyue was dissatisfied, he couldn't find any reason to object, so he had no choice but to remain silent.
"Brother Shaoyang, what should we do now?" Zhuang Yuning asked.
"Open the coffin, first make this giant water corpse, and see what's going on below." After speaking, ignoring everyone's astonishment, he jumped into the grave pit, went to the door and found the sledgehammer that was used to smash the door before, and returned to the tomb. In the pit, he slammed down on the big head of the coffin.
With a crisp sound, a hole was smashed into the coffin lid, and several cracks appeared beside it. Raising the hammer again, just about to hit it a second time, Xie Yuqing's surprised voice came from above: "Why don't you just open the coffin?"
Ye Shaoyang gave her a blank look, "Open the coffin directly, and the giant water corpse ran out, you will deal with it? This coffin is made of gold leaf, so it won't be smashed."
After speaking, he swung the sledgehammer and smashed it down in one breath, smashing a coffin board completely, and fell into the coffin, splashing a puddle of black water, and a foul smell came to his nostrils immediately.
Ye Shaoyang took out a handful of dried mugwort leaves, stuffed his nostrils, dug a hole beside the gap with a shovel, and then smashed a hole beside the coffin with a hammer, black water gurgled into the hole.
When the black water in the pit was full, Ye Shaoyang dug another pit next to it, and channeled more black water there. After a quarter of an hour or so, less and less black water flowed out, seeping into the pit.
Only then did everyone see countless black and red cockroach-like reptiles crawling around in the black water.
"Corpse turtle!" It was not the first time Xie Yuqing saw this kind of thing, so she called out on the spot.
Ye Shaoyang threw a handful of realgar into the black water and threw out the Sky Fire Talisman.