White Bone Monkey King

early morning.

Tian Mangui, who looked sad and had not yet recovered from the heavy blow, with dark circles and red bloodshot eyes, drove two carriages to take away the coffin according to the time agreed yesterday.

Before leaving, Tian Mangui respectfully put down a few coins as profit money.

Jin An and the old Taoist priest refused, saying that they had agreed from the beginning that they were not here to ask for money and that the old man had already paid. However, Tian Mangui insisted on paying the interest.

The Tian family was very grateful to Jin An and the old Taoist priest for their help, and they expressed their gratitude when they left.

After seeing off the Tian family, the old Taoist priest, who had not closed his eyes all night and looked a little tired, looked at Jin An with a sad look: "Little brother, we haven't found a clue about the coffin plaque yet."

"In the past two days, the plaque on the coffin pavement has been sitting on your sheep's butt, little brother. There is no abnormality at all."

If the coffin plaque is not investigated and the truth is revealed, the construction of the Five Zang Taoist Temple will not be started. They have to find a way to stabilize people's hearts.

Unexpectedly, Jin An replied: "I already have some clues about this matter."

The old Taoist priest looked surprised: "Little brother, what did you see?"

Jin An found a pickaxe and a shovel from the construction site opposite the coffin shop: "This is why I waited until dawn and the Tian family took away the coffin before I started. There is something under the coffin shop. It should be that thing. It’s causing trouble.”

The old Taoist priest was surprised when he heard this: "What is it?"

"Little brother, how did you find out?"

Jin An raised his eyes and looked at the old Taoist priest: "Last night, when my soul was out of my body and reading the "Record of Collecting Corpses", I noticed a faint aura under the coffin. When my soul went underground, I found nothing, so I I plan to dig it out with my own hands to see what mystery is hidden in this coffin shop."

Hearing what Jin An said, the old Taoist priest's curiosity was aroused: "Little brother, if you say that, then I won't be sleepy anymore."

In order to avoid disturbing the neighbors, Jin An dug out the coffins and laid the foundation behind closed doors, and this kind of physical work was most suitable for Jin An.

As he dug a few feet deeper, he dug out something. It was a black coffin buried vertically in the ground.

The black coffin is covered with ink lines on all sides, and four yellow talismans are used to suppress the corpse energy and isolate it from the outside world.

Jin'an kept digging.

But I found that the space below was getting bigger and bigger.

The old Taoist priest who was squatting on the ground holding a lantern to provide lighting for Jin An exclaimed: "Mother, this black coffin is not only buried vertically, but it is also buried vertically with a trumpet urn that is narrow at the top and wide at the bottom! Little brother, what are you still doing? Remember the cannibal temple in Chang County? The two burial methods are exactly the same!"

Jin An looked solemn.

No need for the old Taoist priest to remind him, he also thought of the cannibal temple in Chang County.

The old Taoist priest continued to say in surprise: "The trumpet urn, also known as the place of gathering yin, can make the yin energy in a place gather and not disperse. Over time, it becomes a place for raising corpses! It is also a trumpet urn, which seals the spirit and isolates it from the outside world. He raised corpses under the eyes of the Jiangzhou Prefecture Yamen, this is a big deal!"

Jin An was very strong and dug the hole very quickly. Suddenly he was surprised and found out that the person had already reached the bottom of the trumpet urn.

"Old Taoist, there's something going on down here. Find a rope and get down carefully."

Snapped.

The sound of footsteps hitting the ground.

It was the old Taoist priest who slid down the hemp rope from the trumpet urn.

The bottom of the trumpet urn is about two feet high from the ground. The heavy black coffin is suspended in the earth wall with a few thick hemp ropes. Four hemp ropes at the head of the coffin and four hemp ropes at the end of the coffin are stable and suspended in the air.

Under the black coffin, there was a bench covered with a thick layer of dust. There was a sea bowl on the bench, and the sea bowl had already caught half of the corpse water dripping from the coffin.

It is strange to say that the corpse water is not smelly and turbid and infested with maggots. Instead, it looks like blood that has just been released from the body of a living person. It is bright red and bright.

It was this scene that aroused Jin An's surprise just now, so he called the experienced Taoist priest to come down and help him look at the origin of the coffin.

"What a strange thing!"

"How strange and strange!"

The old Taoist priest walked back and forth around the long wooden bench and the hanging coffin, looking at it and shaking his head. Even he could not figure out the origin of the coffin.

"Little brother, don't look at this coffin, which is shiny and shiny. It's still very new. This is because this is a place where corpses are raised. There is abundant rain in the south, and the corpse breath is moist. The coffin absorbs the corpse breath and does not rot with time. , on the contrary, it is kept fresh for a long time.”

Jin An frowned and said with a stern expression: "If even you, the old Taoist, can't see the purpose of the black coffin and the corpse liquid in the bowl, then we will open the coffin and see what is in the coffin!"

Before the old Taoist priest could react, Jin An spread his legs slightly, grabbed the old Taoist priest's robe with his left hand, held up the end of the coffin with his right palm, and then slapped the coffin with force. The heavy coffin, which weighed a thousand kilograms, directly broke the ropes, including the person and the coffin. Flying out of the trumpet urn pit.

The old Taoist priest was led out of the trumpet urn by Jin An, just like a flying monkey.

ah--

The old Taoist priest's unprepared screams echoed back and forth in the speaker urn which was narrow at the top and wide at the bottom.

Boom!

The thousand-jin coffin fell heavily to the ground.

Jin An's palm arose with poisonous internal energy, and he touched it around the gap in the coffin lid, melting the ink fountain thread. Then he slapped his palm, and the coffin lid, which was difficult for ordinary people to lift, slipped directly to the side.

Boom!

Suddenly, a spring thunder exploded above the coffin shop. It seemed that a thunder and lightning mother discovered that an ancient corpse was born here when inspecting the world, and the sky was full of murderous intent.

But the spring thunder only sounded once.

Lying in the coffin was an old corpse. There was no decay as expected. Except for the skin being a little bluish white, it was almost the same as a living person. The eyes of the old corpse were sewn shut with black thread, and the facial muscles did not show the fear of a person dying. , fear, despair, but a slightly sad yearning.

The reason why Jin An could see this expression on a dead man's face was because he saw such an expression on Tian Mangui's face not long ago.

I don’t know who the person in the coffin missed the most in the last moment before he died...

After the old Taoist priest stood firm, he also leaned his head to take a look: "The two eyelids were sewn shut. This style is a bit like Green Forest's crime method. The kidnappers and bandits were afraid that the deceased would come to claim his life at night, and after killing the person, they would leave the person's two limbs. Just gouge out your eyeballs."

Jin An frowned and looked at the old corpse back and forth: "This man had his eyes sewn shut while he was still alive."

To determine whether a person's wound is a wound before death or after death, look for inflammation, bruising, and swelling near the wound.

The old corpse in the coffin has these characteristics.

Jin An made a new discovery and frowned again: "There are many nail scratches in the coffin. Not only did this man's eyes be sewn shut before he died, but he was also buried alive."

"This is really a sin!" the old Taoist priest said angrily.

"Little brother, what should we do next? How to deal with this coffin and body? Should we ask the people who took over the coffin shop before, who was the first owner of this coffin shop?"

Jin An thought.