Holy Bone

Chapter 200 The door on the temple gate kills pigs with the Guishui cinnabar blood
"Not good! The tomb has collapsed!"

"Rescue!"

"Hurry up and save people!"

The strong wind and slanting rain caused chaos at Jia's ancestral tomb, and everyone rushed into the cemetery to save people.

Fortunately, the old Taoist asked people to set up tarpaulins in advance, so that the rainwater outside did not flow into the cemetery, soaking the soil and avoiding a larger collapse.

This time the Jia family even regarded the old Taoist priest as a god.

"Chen Daochang, how did you predict things so well that the cemetery would collapse, so you set up the tarpaulin in advance?" Jia's family looked at the old Taoist priest with admiration while watching a large number of Jia's hands digging landslide graves under the tarpaulin. .

The old Taoist priest didn't have time to chat with Jia's family now. The cemetery collapsed, and saving people was the most important thing. Although the cemetery collapsed was not serious, several people were still buried in it.

At this time.

Jin An rushed forward.

He rushed into the cemetery in the rain and began to participate in rescuing the buried people.

The old Taoist also rushed to save people.

When Jin An participated in the rescue, the Jia family was surprised and noticed with astonishment that Jin An, who had been silent all this time, was actually born with supernatural powers, and the shovel in his hand seemed to have turned into a flying shovel that was as light as anything. The movements of his hands are like hot wheels, so fast that he can't see the movements clearly.

With Jin An's participation, the three people who were buried in the grave were quickly rescued.

It's just that after such a collapse of the tomb, it will take a lot of time to retrieve the coffin.

One is to re-clear the soil and re-reinforce the graves buried in shafts to avoid secondary collapses;

The second is to look for tools again and erect a new pulley to lift the vertical coffin. The pulley tools mainly include wooden frames, pulleys, short shafts, and ropes. The collapse just now buried almost half of the pulley.

At this time, the old Taoist priest, who was already drenched in the rain, looked at the top of the tomb, which was rushing to dig the grave, and said with a worried face: "It doesn't matter if there is no pulley for the coffin, with my little brother present, his fate will be better." It is the hardest among the people present, and can temporarily act as a coffin bearer to carry the coffin to the cemetery."

"The most troublesome thing now is that it takes a lot of time to clean up and strengthen the grave..."

"I hope that the cemetery can be re-fortified as soon as possible..."

Click!Boom!
Sudden.

A thunderbolt of lightning tore through the sky, splitting an old cypress tree not far from the crowd, and actually split the old cypress tree in two from the middle, causing black smoke to rise from the center of the tree.

In the feng shui of the cemetery, the cypress symbolizes righteousness, nobility, longevity and immortality.

Therefore, later generations like to plant a cypress tree beside the cemetery of the ancestors, which is not only the admiration and memory of the ancestors, but also the meaning of receiving shade.

Seeing that the old cypress tree just [-] to [-] steps away from the crowd was suddenly split in two by lightning, the dozens of people who were surrounding Jia's ancestral grave at this time were all startled.

For a while, I didn't dare to continue to break ground.

"Several benefactors, hurry up and ask the Jia family to continue digging down. Don't worry, this is not the manifestation of the ancestors of the Jia family. It's just that the roof of the tomb was cracked, and the aura of corpses shot out of the tomb. That's why they were struck by lightning."

"Now the cemetery has been dug up. If we don't continue to dig down and take out the coffin as soon as possible, it will be dark soon. Once it gets dark and the solitude grows, the evil corpses in this tomb will come out to suck human blood. Yang Qi has come to cultivate."

Seeing that the servants of Jia's family didn't dare to dig the grave anymore, the old Taoist wiped the rainwater off his face with his Taoist robe, ignoring his embarrassment, and shouted anxiously at Jia's family.

At this time, the members of the Jia family also knew that there was no way out, and at the same time they all saw that the old Taoist priest and Jin An were both capable Taoist priests, so the Jia family personally went down to urge the servants to dig the grave quickly, and offered generous rewards .

The servants of Jia's family saw that even their master was not afraid of lightning strikes, and went to dig the grave in person, so they all gritted their teeth and continued to dig the grave.

It is said that under a great reward there must be a brave man.

This time, the speed of digging and strengthening the grave was much faster.

At this time, even Jin An and the old Taoist priest had already ended together.

Half an hour later, the first coffin was finally dug out, which was the lipstick hall, which means the joy and mourning of the end of life, and the heavy coffin was successfully hoisted out with the help of a pulley.

Fortunately, the pulley was repaired in time. Otherwise, the heavy wooden coffin weighed eight or nine hundred kilograms, and the grave soil in the cemetery was soft and unable to take advantage of it after it collapsed. It's really not necessarily easy to recite the coffin.

Although he is strong.

Then there must be a down-to-earth borrowing place.

It was getting darker now.

Because there is no sun on cloudy and rainy days, it gets dark early, with less than half an hour left before dark.

On the side of the cemetery, many torches have been lit for lighting.

"There are two coffins buried in this ancestral grave, which are our parents."

"This lipstick coffin is bigger, and my father should be buried in it. There should be a smaller red coffin in the cemetery. That lipstick coffin is my mother's coffin."

The Jia brothers said after carefully identifying the coffin.

The freshly dug coffin was still stained with a lot of soil. Those Jia brothers were filial, regardless of the dirt and bad luck of the grave, they personally wiped off the loess on the surface of their father's coffin to prevent the coffin from being wet by rain.

The digging of graves was still going on in the cemetery. Here, the old Taoist priests and the Jia family began to open the coffin for autopsy under the rain-proof tent above their heads.

"Little brother, this coffin was deformed by the collapse of the grave just now. The coffin nails are not easy to remove. You are as strong as a dragon and a tiger. Come and help Jia's family pry open the coffin lid."

"Okay." Jin An nodded.

boom!
Jin An slapped the edge of the coffin lid with a palm, and the heavy coffin lid, which weighed more than a hundred kilograms, was sent flying by Jin An's palm.

"This..." The Jia family were dumbfounded.

They shrunk their necks subconsciously. If this slap hit their Tianling Gai, they might not be able to find their necks, and their heads would be crushed into their chests!
After opening the coffin, Jin An was not at all afraid of the bones in the coffin, nor was he afraid of cheating the corpses. He, who was the closest to the coffin, approached the coffin and looked down. The ancestors of the Jia family in the coffin had already rotted into dry bones, only a pile of thick bones Man skeleton.

"It's not Jia Zhidie."

"Jia Zhidie is not in your father's coffin, so she should be hiding in another coffin."

At this moment, a surprise shout came from the tunnel of the cemetery: "I found it, I found it, we found the second coffin."

Finally, before it was completely dark, the last coffin was dug out.

But it didn't take long before the cries of surprise sounded. Suddenly, there was a collective panic in the cemetery, and all the people who dug the grave ran out with hands and feet.

These people ran and shouted in horror: "Blood! Blood! It's all blood, a lot of blood!"

"It's bloody soil! There is bloody soil underneath!"

"I've hit the evil! Run!"

Before the people on the ground could react, there was already a figure in a five-color Taoist robe rushing out, bucking the trend, and plunged headlong into the shaft of the cemetery.

Only then did the old Taoist come to his senses, and hurried to the side of the grave.

When Jin An stepped out of the tomb, he saw a blood-like liquid continuously gushing out from under the soil of the shaft.

It's like they dug through the pool of blood, and the cemetery is bleeding out.

And in the blood-red soil soaked in blood, a red coffin was tilted upside down.

More than half of the red coffin was buried under the thick bloody soil.

At this time, the red coffin was soaked in blood and had already changed color.

become black and red.

black red.

The surface of the coffin was covered in black blood and turned black and red, which was changing from a red coffin to a black coffin.

The red coffin is happy and mourning!
Seeing the black coffin is a big murder!
At this time, Jia's family came running along with the old Taoist priest. They stood by the cemetery pit and saw the bloody soil in the shaft of the cemetery and the scene of the evil door continuously oozing blood, and they cried out in panic.

One person even fainted from fright.

"Evil things like people with a light horoscope or a small zodiac sign the most. People with a small zodiac sign should not come within ten steps of the cemetery, and stay away. The feng shui tomb here has become a full-fledged place for gathering yin and evil." The old Taoist said urgently Get rid of the Jia family.

Seeing Jia's family standing still in shock, the old Taoist continued to speak hastily: "There are four kinds of immoral things in the folk, namely 'snatching widows, digging graves, eating confinement milk, beating blind people and scolding dumb'. This is called doing too many immoral things and dying badly."

"But what kills people more than these four wicked things are the four goddamn reds."

"'The door on the temple, the pot for killing pigs, the big girl's guishui, and the cinnabar blood', each of the four reds is heavier than the blood evil, and it is a bloody disaster when you encounter one. The cinnabar blood here does not refer to the cinnabar that wards off evil spirits, but It means blood that bleeds."

When it came to this, the old Taoist seemed to be thinking of something, and hurriedly urged Jia's family: "Go and nail up Mr. Jia's coffin, the corpse in this bloody coffin is about to break out!"

"Now it is useless to seal the coffin with cinnabar ink fountain thread. Once the cinnabar ink fountain thread hits the coffin, it will be immediately polluted by blood and soil. You can only use evil to suppress evil, use coffin nails to nail a few more layers to the blood coffin, and then wait for the coffin to be removed." After the coffin, we will find a way to suppress the evil corpses inside!"

The old Taoist's voice became more and more urgent. He wanted to come down to help Jin'an, but Jin'an stopped him: "Old Taoist, don't come down."

"Leave this blood coffin to me."

Everything is in a hurry, after Jin An finished speaking without looking back, before the old Taoist could reply, he took a sharp breath, his eyes seemed to be cold, and he was not afraid of evil spirits.

Black Mountain Kungfu inner energy emerged from the palm of the hand, the fire poison inner energy wrapped the palm, the five fingers clasped claws like a tiger, bang!
The five fingers pierced through the blood coffin that was erected at a slant, and the person wanted to lift the blood coffin up directly by brute force.

But the grave soil was soaked and drenched with blood, the wet soil was too sticky and the adhesion was too strong, and the coffin that weighed several hundred catties now weighed more than several thousand catties.

The most important thing was that the soil under his feet became soft, and Jin An's soles of his feet sank into the soil as soon as he exerted his strength, and he couldn't use all his strength.

"Stubborn!"

"act recklessly!"

Jin An sneered, he had no fear in his eyes, and with the indestructible Tiger Saber, he directly chopped off one end of the blood coffin.

Looking at Jin An who broke the coffin violently, the old Taoist priest was dumbfounded, and his heart stopped suddenly with fright.

The old Taoist couldn't help muttering in his heart, my mother!Not even the coffin nails needed!

At this time outside, the sky is getting darker and darker.

After the landslide, in the shaft of the cemetery, which was several feet deep underground, the vision was even more dim, and it was already pitch black.

"Old Daoist, throw a torch down."

The old Taoist priest who had been standing by the grave pit ran to find the torch according to his words: "Come on, little brother."

Snapped.

Jin An jumped up, pulled out the soles of his feet from the soft bloody soil, jumped onto the coffin lid, and caught the torch firmly.

Then he bent down and poked the torch in his hand into the blood coffin, bent down and looked directly into the blood coffin.

Pfft!
A sound of water splashes startled the heart of the person standing on the grave!
(End of this chapter)