C9 Exudation of yin qi

At midnight, Yin Qi was the heaviest.

The unclean things are taking advantage of this time to come out and make a scene. He had been restless since the first half of the night, and he had been a source of anxiety since the second half of the night.

Just as Blind Wang finished speaking, there was another sound coming from the coffin.

However, this time, it was not an illusion. The coffin really began to tremble weakly.

Logically speaking, only those with low Yang Fire and weak bodies would be captivated by such a mess.

People like Old man Bai who were normally healthy and had never had bad intentions were almost captivated by the coffin's contents.

The coffin moved, and both of them felt their hearts in their throats.

However, no matter how the coffin moved, the talisman on top of the coffin didn't budge an inch.

The Blind Wang did not speak anymore, and just like Old man Bai before, he sat down on the ground.

The coffin began to shake violently, the frequency of the vibrations visible to the naked eye, as if it was trying to move its position.

Old man Bai was not idle, he was afraid that the Blind Wang would not be able to handle everything by himself, and quickly followed along, one in front and one behind, the two of them holding the coffin board down, luckily they were suppressed by the runes, although the things inside wanted to break through, they were unable to open the coffin.

Every time the nails loosened from covering the coffin, Old man Bai and Blind Wang would slap them with their palms.

It was unknown where the two old ghosts had gotten so much strength, but only with a hammer could they smash in a "grandson nail". They were all directly slapped tightly.

As the coffin shook, it started to move.

Fortunately, the coffin could not cross the "lightning pool" that was created by the copper coin cloth.

"Bring a rooster tomorrow!" Holding the coffin tightly, Blind Wang said to Old man Bai in a low voice.

Old man Bai nodded with effort, he continued to concentrate on suppressing the coffin.

At this moment, the yin aura turned into fog, and it slowly left white mist under the coffin.

The white mist was bone-chilling as it slowly wrapped around the black coffin.

Sitting on top of the coffin, the two of them felt as if they were sitting on a huge block of ice. They couldn't even open their eyes because of the cold fog that was rising.

Blind Wang and Old man Bai held their breaths, the mist could not be absorbed into their stomachs.

It was as if the two of them had fallen into an extremely cold hell. When the fog dissipated, a layer of frost had formed on their eyebrows. It was so cold that they were shivering.

If it was an illusion, Blind Wang could cry out and drag the two of them back into the real world, but the cold, hell-like state in front of them had truly frozen them to death.

The two of them had been suffering for a long time. Finally, when the time was over, the thing inside the coffin did not come out.

"Scripture recitation …" Blind Wang spoke with all his might to Blind Bai.

He started to recite the incantation to repel evil spirits. However, it was neither a Tao technique spell nor a Buddhist scripture. This was a skill that his previous master had taught him.

Old man Bai also sat up straight, and endured the cold as he started to recite the < Enchantment Scripture >. The two people's voices sounded together, and the more they recited, the louder they became.

Soon, the coldness on the coffin subsided.

The thing inside the coffin also couldn't listen to the sound of the two meditating. It was as if they were under the effects of the Tightening Spell. Although the tremors became more intense, they no longer had the feeling of wanting to break through outside.

The coffin also began to stop moving outwards.

The two of them felt the results and did not dare to stop for even a second.

He read for the whole night with a dry mouth and a hoarse voice.

Fortunately, nothing happened after midnight.

Until the cock crows and the sun rises in the east.

It was only after having stayed up all night to fight the coffin that they finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Let's go back and have some sleep!" Blind Wang felt the warmth of the sunrise, and sighed, "There are still a lot of things that I have to do today."

"Alright." Old man Bai was so tired that he could not even open his eyes, and replied with a hoarse voice, "Go back and take a bath …."

When they left, both of them had a worried look on their faces. They might not have the ability to solve the problem in front of them.

However, he was afraid of a greater disaster, so he had no choice but to settle it.

The two of them went back in a hurry and slept for four hours. Only at noon did they come to my house to check on the situation.

After talking to my grandfather and me, the two of us split up.

Old man Bai went to prepare the things needed to open the coffin, while Blind Wang went to look for Cui Lao Er.

I saw them go away, worried, and I knew things were not simple. There was no one at the back of the mountain, so I didn't dare to stay for long.

He carefully ran back to the door.

Seeing my grandfather sitting on the wheelchair, tears still did not dry, just stared at me in a daze.

"Xing Yazi... "Tell me exactly what happened."

Grandfather's expression was very serious, causing me to be in a difficult position.

"Grandfather …" "I …" It's not like I don't want to.

"Blind Wang and the rest want to open your grandmother's coffin … Do I have to know what's going on? "

"Grandfather …" "Don't be in such a hurry …" I really couldn't open my mouth to say, "I'll send you back first …"

"What is it? Xing Yazi! You tell me first! "

I sighed, "I'll tell you once Master Wang and the others have settled this matter."

Ignoring my grandfather's obstruction, I still pushed him back into his bedroom. I was too young to forcefully stop him, nor could I carry him to bed and let him continue his rest.

He had no choice but to call my mother over.

The recent events caused my mother to be completely exhausted. She didn't scold me like before and instead helped me carry my grandfather up.

"Old man …" Aren't you better off? " My mother resisted the fire and did not lose her temper.

"I don't need you to care! Xing Yazi! Then come over here and explain it to me! " Grandfather struggled to get up.

I stood by the bed and walked, neither staying nor staying.

"Do you really want to know?" In the end, my mother was still unable to hold it in. Her grandfather's unrelenting manner made her impatient, but also prevented her from flaring up.

"Mother …" I shook my head at her, hoping she wouldn't say anything, but my mother just rolled her eyes at me.

"Since I'll find out sooner or later, I won't keep it a secret." My mother sighed. "You'll have to endure it. This is something you need to know …"

"Good, good, good!" Grandfather held his breath and finally stopped struggling. At first, he was not willing to listen to my mother speak, but at that moment, he also opened his ears and waited for my mother to tell him the truth.

"Your wife's coffin came out of the grave and fell into our Cheng family's field." My mother was straightforward.

His grandfather's eyes were wide open, and it took him a while to regain his senses.

"This... This... "I …" He didn't know how to face the truth, and I watched him intently, afraid that something might go wrong.

Strangely, in the end, Pappy just let out a long breath and beckoned us out.

The air suddenly became eerily quiet.

When I closed the door, I took one last look at Grandfather. I felt that he still had something that he had not explained to Blind Wang and the rest.

In the evening I waited at the door for my mother's supper.

Suddenly, he felt a chill at the back of his neck.

I heard strange singing in the distance.

Outside the pavilion, at the edge of the ancient path, the grass was bright and blue.

The night wind caressed the sound of the willow flute, and the sun set over the mountains.

The lyrics seemed to be "Goodbye".

The sound was getting closer. It was a gentle female voice.

I'm surprised to hear it coming from the window. Who's singing?

I saw a figure slowly approaching the window.

Isn't this?

I almost knocked on the door.

Cui... Cui Er Shu...

The one singing outside the window was Cui Er Shu who had just disappeared yesterday.