Lord Wei’s Fiancee is a Mystic Arts Expert

There were several bang bang sounds, and the twelve coffin nails were neatly driven into the coffin, and the sound inside the coffin completely stopped.

However, Feng Nian didn't stop there, but took out a yellow talisman from his pocket, and slapped it heavily on the top of the coffin.

Don't worry, at this time tomorrow, the one in this coffin will be completely dead, and it will still be a dead body. She smiled playfully.

Thank you, I didn't need to be so troublesome. I didn't guard the coffin hole properly. Wang Mingda's eyes showed guilt. This coffin hole can be said to be the ancestral grave of Meilin Village. The coffin placed in this hole is They are all villagers surnamed Wang.

For thousands of years, the people surnamed Wang in Meilin Village have been stacking the coffins of the deceased in the cave according to their blood relatives. overlay.

According to the custom of the village, when the coffin is put into the coffin hole, most people will put funerary objects in the coffin.

More than ten days ago, an outsider sneaked into this coffin hole. He had heard that almost all the coffins in the coffin hole had funerary objects, so he chose this dark coffin. After prying open the coffin, he found a corpse inside the coffin. The shroud on the corpse had already lost its original color because of its age, and even the patterns on the shroud were gradually blurred. The cheeks of the corpse had already sunken, and the withered hands were exposed outside the shroud. The eyes in the eye sockets are also sunken down.

But there were some gold and silver funerary objects on the head of the corpse. He was overjoyed and reached out to take the funerary objects from the coffin, but when he left, he stumbled and fell face to face on the corpse .

When he got up again, he turned his head and spat back, shouting unlucky, only to find that the corpse that was originally placed in the coffin had changed. The corpse's cheeks gradually returned to rosiness, the dry skin regained its elasticity, and the eyes in the eye sockets turned around through the eyelids. Nails grew back on the fingers of both hands, but the nails were dark brown.

He yelled, Oh my god, his feet went limp, and he fell to the cold ground. His hands were trembling, and he had read it right just now, the corpse had really changed, as if it had come to life, a foul-smelling liquid flowed out from between his legs.

After the face of the corpse in the coffin returned to its former appearance, it made a click and sat up straight from the coffin.

The outsider had been frightened for a long time, he could only point to the coffin with his trembling fingers, and his lips collided up and down, but he couldn't make a sound. He stared at the corpse, and with a squeak, he turned his stiff neck, and above the closed eyelids, he seemed to be staring at him, as if the eyelids would open in a second.

Just when the outsider thought that he would die today, Wang Mingda rushed back to the coffin hole in time. He pushed the recovered corpse back into the coffin, and put the heavy coffin lid back on. However, the corpse suddenly roared in the coffin, slapped the coffin non-stop, and scratched the coffin with its fingers, making rhythmic squeaks and squeaks.

The outsider passed out completely.

When the corpse in the coffin inhales human yang energy, it will rise up, and that corpse will rise up soon. If Wang Mingda hadn't rushed back in time to prevent the corpse from opening its eyes, the outsider would have died long ago. It is said that after the outsider left the coffin hole, he was really frightened and stupid, and would just nest in the corner and shout Don't come here every day.

However, after the corpse was pushed into the coffin by Wang Mingda, it did not give up. It patted the coffin from time to time, trying to crawl out again. Although Wang Mingda put a charm on the back of the coffin, the effectiveness of the spell was weakening day by day. For this reason, he found Granny Xiang and asked for twelve coffin nails from her to completely seal the corpse inside.

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You can't guard such a big coffin hole alone. Besides, I don't blame you. People are not enough. Feng Nian patted a stone beside him and sat down directly. She could see that Wang Mingda When the first coffin nail was just driven in, it took a lot of effort. Need to rest now.

No wonder Ah Xiang asked you to help deliver the coffin nails. He is old and useless. Wang Mingda shook his head, with tears in his eyes.

You should know that when the time comes, you should go as soon as you have to. If you insist on staying, you will only make yourself hard. Feng Nian glanced at Wang Mingda, and she could tell that Wang Mingda should know profound arts. His spell is the best proof, but unfortunately, his spiritual power is running out, otherwise, he would not need to borrow Granny Xiang's coffin nails to restrain the corpse.

I can't let go of this coffin hole. No one is guarding it. Wang Mingda sighed softly. From the very beginning, his ancestors took over the job and became the coffin keeper of the coffin hole. Their family has always been the head guard of the village. The existence of coffin man. But when he came to him, he would die, because his son was unwilling to take over. That's all, girl, what do you want to know?

Have you ever heard of the sorcery of using a red coffin and putting reptiles like centipedes inside to trap people to death? Feng Nian directly asked what she wanted to know, because Granny Xiang told her that the king Mingda knew more about coffin magic than Granny Xiang. She also knew that Wang Mingda would tell the truth this time, so she pointed at the corpse she helped to restrain just now.

Big red coffin? Wang Mingda murmured, his cloudy eyes showed some clarity, It's indeed a sorcery. After a person is trapped in a big red coffin, the resentment of the person in the coffin can last for hundreds of years. The person in the coffin originally had great joy in his heart, but after being trapped, he felt resentful, and that coffin would even become the most vicious thing.

Wang Mingda's explanation made Feng Nian quiet for a while, that is to say, the red coffin that trapped Jiang Peijun to death is very likely to become the most vicious thing, and its whereabouts are unknown. What did the person who took the coffin want to do?

Hey, it's time to eat. A very impolite sentence sounded outside the coffin hole. It sounded like Wang Mingda's family brought him food.

Understood, just put it in the hole. Wang Mingda replied, he seemed to have been used to such rude words.

There was only a bang, as if something was thrown out of the cave heavily, and there was the sound of someone gradually going away.

Wang Mingda bent his back, and wanted to stand up to get things outside, but was stopped by Feng Nian, I'll come, you sit. She found a dilapidated small bamboo basket at the entrance of the coffin hole, and the things in the basket Things should be what Wang Mingda ate all day today.

She carried the bamboo basket and gently placed it in front of Wang Mingda.

Wang Mingda lifted the cloth covering the bamboo basket, revealing the contents of the basket, there were only three hard buns with a little dust on them.

He picked out the biggest steamed bun and handed it to Feng Nian, Eat just a little?