C7 Strange things happened in front of the coffin

CHAPTER VII THE ANOTHER THINGS IN front of the coffin

Grandfather also seems to be very nervous. He's so old and his health is not good, so he can't take too much stimulation. I don't want Blind Wang to make any excessive requests.

"What request do you mean? I hope that you will not disturb the peace of my Old … "

"I can't guarantee Old Sister-in-law's peace in the underworld. I just hope that the entire village won't be invaded by the demonic beasts!"

"What evil invasion? Could it be a ghost? "Could it be that he injured someone's life?" My grandfather frowned.

However, the Blind Wang did not give a direct answer.

Grandfather let out a long sigh and closed his eyes.

After a long time.

"I promise you …" Grandfather made a decision during this long period of time, a sigh followed by another.

"Alright!" Blind Wang paused, "Can you open the coffin? "Open sister-in-law's coffin!"

Open... Opening the coffin?

They want to open my grandmother's coffin?

Old man Bai shook his head and turned around.

I looked at Blind Wang in shock.

Master sat on the bed and took in a breath of cold air, as if every breath was exceptionally heavy. His entire body felt as if it was frozen, and it took a long time before he could recover from the heavenly battle.

Gritting his teeth, it seemed as if he had used up all his energy to only spit out one word, "Alright …"

Pappy sighed and wept.

There was nothing in Blind Wang's eyes that was out of focus. His serious and tense face relaxed slightly.

Old man Bai also nodded his head, things had finally progressed.

Their grandfather had agreed to their request, giving them a chance to find a solution to their current problems.

Old man Bai's face was filled with apology, but there was nothing he could do. Since the life and death of Cui Lao Er was unknown, they needed to settle this matter as soon as possible.

The two of them had originally prepared many questions, but after my grandfather told them about what happened in his dream last night, the two of them understood the gist of it and their conversation became much simpler.

When my grandfather agreed to Blind Wang's request, their objective had already been achieved.

Old man Bai hurriedly pulled the Blind Wang and bid farewell to my grandfather.

I looked at my grandfather, who was in the hospital bed, and didn't know how to comfort him.

After leaving in silence, they took me to the back of the mountain where no one was.

"Have you been through anything unusual in the past two days?" Old man Bai looked at me.

"I... I had a strange dream last night... "

"What dream?" The two of them came closer together.

"I dreamt... A Red woman... Above... "Hang him …"

"Hanging?" Both of them had ugly expressions on their faces.

I told them everything that happened in the dream. Both of them frowned more and more, but they didn't say anything. It was just noon, but the air seemed exceptionally chilly.

After finishing the whole dream, I shivered. Old man Bai looked at the expressionless Blind Wang.

"All of you, stay at home and don't move …" Old man Bai shook his head, and took out a bag of dried herbs and a few yellow paper talismans from his pocket, "These are chicken shit vines, let your mother take a bath and everyone can have a drink, you can paste these talismans in the gaps of your house."

"Then take some coarse salt and white rice and put them in a bowl at the four corners of the house. You and your grandpa also need to put them at the head of the bed." Old man Bai looked worried, "Let's go back first …. Tell your mother. "

The mystery in front of him was deep. Even Blind Wang, who had been learning the iron god numbers and purple fighting skills since he was young, couldn't figure it out.

What I don't know is that when Old man Bai was guarding the coffin, he was also being very weird.

Before sending me home, they already heard about Red woman wandering around the coffin from me. Other people thought that I was hallucinating, but Old man Bai didn't think so.

He could see that there was a ghost, but he did not know why.

At that time, the sun had still not set, and the surroundings were still as cold as usual. Old man Bai chanted an incantation, and a few Evil Repellent Spirit Runes were stuck onto him. The surface of the black wood coffin actually had charred marks on it due to the talisman paper.

Old man Bai felt a sharp howl coming from far away, then slowly dissipating. He felt that it ought to be suppressed.

He didn't expect that the strange thing would begin.

As the sun gradually set, a chill gradually arose.

Old man Bai was a dependable person, he knew that the coffin was not simple. He was afraid of the corpses, so he sat down on the top of the coffin.

Moreover, the two of them were old, and had seen many storms before, so they could be considered as half a person who had lived in the village and would not charge much. Usually, one of them would open a coffin shop, while the other would have his or her own life, and he or she would not be the real Goddess Wu Han.

Old man Bai sat at the head of the coffin and watched as the sun set and the moon set. He sent a faint moonlight across the hazy clouds and knew that it was already half past midnight.

Blind Wang brought a group of young and strong people to the grave mountain to see what was going on there. He estimated that they were probably going down the mountain now, but he still had to help those people who carried the coffins up to the grave mountain to get unlucky.

He recited the Diamond Sutra and sat at the head of the coffin, focusing on nothing else.

There were no signs of movement anywhere else except for the cold wind blowing around the coffin.

It was slightly cold as it blew at the corner of Old man Bai's clothes and his head full of white hair. The symbol parchment on the coffin was also blown up, Old man Bai felt that something was amiss, he immediately opened his eyes and released a bright light.

With one hand, he patted the lid of coffin and bellowed. With the other hand, he held down the yellow talisman that was about to be blown away by the cold wind.

Looking around, there was nothing else unusual.

Old man Bai focused his mind, and did not dare to slack off even a bit.

His hand hurriedly adjusted, and the incantation in his mouth did not stop at all.

The scripture could not surpass the level of evil spirits, at least it could intimidate the spirits of the dead.

After a while, the suddenly cold wind stopped and Old man Bai was about to close his eyes.

He heard another scream in the distance.

Following the sound, he saw a blurry, grey-white figure running crazily under the dim moonlight in the distance, as if he had lost his mind. Only then did he know that the running away man was the Cui Er Shu that was bewitched at night.

Old man Bai instinctively sensed that something was amiss, but he was unable to put down the coffin in front of him.

Zhang Xuan stood still as cold sweat dripped down his forehead.

There was a faint sound from the coffin below.

Weird, someone is struggling inside? Old man Bai felt as if someone was patting the coffin board inside.

Dong! Dong! Dong! The voice was very soft.

He opened his eyes again, moved his butt slightly, and listened attentively. There was nothing there.

It was an illusion. Old man Bai also became nervous, and did not dare to stop the incantation.

Although he had seen wind and waves before, the coffin was extremely evil. Thus, he could only be on tenterhooks.

He closed his eyes and stood firmly, suppressing the uneasiness in his heart.

Old man Bai, Old man Bai... You must guard this coffin! Old man Bai muttered in his heart, and the illusion that there was a sound under him seemed to have disappeared.

The tip of his nose seemed to have smelled something else, like the fragrance of a locust flower.

The ghost really did come in wave after wave. It was long past the time when the locust tree would blossom. How could there be any fragrance of the locust flower?

Old man Bai closed his eyes and shook his head, not moving.

The faint fragrance of the locust flower gradually grew stronger. Old man Bai felt as if someone was holding the locust flower and placing it before his nose.

It's all an illusion... It's all an illusion... Rest in peace, recite... Hundred Evils Not Invaded …

The fragrant wind that carried the scent of pagoda flowers gently blew into Old man Bai's eyes, as if someone was blowing on his eyelashes.

How could this thing be so powerful? Old man Bai who was guarding his mind also began to waver.

Cold sweat began to trickle down his forehead.

Suddenly.

He felt a cool hand on his shoulder.