nine coffins

Chapter 37 Strange Runes
When Amu returned to the back mountain courtyard, Li Shui had already been waiting there for a long time, looking rather anxious.

He prepared all the utensils needed to make the coffin according to Amu's request and what he thought he needed. Together with the ancient cypress wood, it occupied almost half of the small courtyard.

After looking at those tools, Amu couldn't help but shook his head and smiled wryly.

Adzes, chisels, planes, jigsaws, knife saws, fish head saws, hand drills, ink fountains, rasps, squares, rulers, drawing rules, axes, carving knives, and even buckets of lacquer of different colors Things, etc., can be said to be everything, as long as the water needed to make the coffin is ready.

If it wasn't for Lishui, he would be considered a child of the Immortal Family. It would take no effort to prepare these, but they could be moved in one go with a Qiankun bag. Amu almost suspected that Lishui robbed a carpenter's shop or coffin shop, and then transported them up the mountain in a horse-drawn cart. .

At the same time, when I saw these Amu, I was in a trance for a while, as if I had returned to Liuzhen, and returned to the Wang family where the woody fragrance was wafting.

The familiar feeling and taste of more than ten years are engraved in Amu's memory.

In the woody fragrance, Amu seemed to be able to hear Wang Bu's dissatisfied scolding and Yu'er's cheerful laughter on weekdays.

But this place is not the Wang family of Liuzhen, but the Northern Wilderness and Northern Cold Sect.There is only Lishui here, there is no master, and there is no Yu'er.

Sighing slightly, Amu calmed down, nodded to indicate that everything was ready, and then told Li Shui that Senior Brother Tie Yun had agreed to the two going down the mountain.

Li Shui was naturally overjoyed, and after having dinner with Amu, he asked Amu when he would make the coffin.

Amu smiled and said: "Brother Li Shui, although I have a secret experience in making coffins, it is not a one-day job. What we can do today is to break open the wood, and then lock the aura of the thousand-year-old jade cypress, and start to really start making coffins." Three days later."

Li Shui didn't know why, Amu smiled, and started to separate the ancient cypress wood by himself.

Amu has been doing coffin making for ten years, so it can be said that he is familiar with it and effortless.

Not long after, the thousand-year-old cypress was broken into twelve pieces by Amu.Then, Amu painted special runes on the twelve pieces of wood with red paint.

Those runes have different shapes and are so strange that ordinary people can't see what they are at all.I can only feel that there are some strange and unruly patterns.

But Li Shui looked at these runes, couldn't help but frowned and thought about it, and said for a while, "Amu, what kind of runes are you drawing?"

Amu looked at these runes, sighed and said: "I don't know, I just learned how to make coffins since I was a child, so I learned these runes from my master. If I can prepare these runes, I can suffer a lot Hit. My master said that these runes can lock the spiritual energy of the wood, so that a good coffin can be made and the corpse will not rot."

"Your master is also a monk?" Li Shui asked suspiciously. Amu never mentioned anything to Li Shui about what happened before going up the mountain, so Li Shui didn't know that Amu had Wang Jue, Yu'er, etc. at home.

"Eh? No, a mortal! A strange old man!" Thinking of Master's mysterious mortal, Amu couldn't help but smile wryly.

"What? Brother Li Shui, is there anything wrong with these runes?" Seeing that Li Shui had been staring at the red runes on the wood, Amu couldn't help asking.

Li Shui shook his head and said: "There is nothing wrong with it, I just feel that these runes are very similar to some seals of the fairy gate in the legend, but they are different. I have only read a few books with records, so I asked ask!"

"The talisman in the fairy gate?" Amu's heart moved. He also knew that there is a kind of immortal cultivator who can carve the talisman, borrow the power of the heaven and the earth, turn it into his own power, and even use it to prove the Tao.However, this technique is quite complicated and profound, and it is extremely difficult for ordinary monks to practice it. In the Northern Cold School, there are only fragments of records in the classics, and no one has learned it.

On weekdays, the talismans and other objects used by beginners are either extremely low-level spiritual talismans, or they are gifts from the masters. The real powerful talismans cannot be portrayed by ordinary people.

"Are these runes engraved on the coffin handed down by Master really a kind of seal?" Amu murmured in his heart.

"Amu, how many runes like this do you know?" Li Shui asked.

"A total of nine hundred and ninety-nine!" Amu said.

"So many!" Hearing this number, Li Shui was also surprised, because as far as he knew, it was not bad for an average monk to be able to draw two or three types of sigils.

"Yes! These runes are hard to memorize. I have memorized them for more than three years before I can memorize them all!" Amu said.

Li Shui took a closer look at the runes, then shook his head: "It should not be a talisman. Generally, only those who are cultivated in the spiritual realm can create a talisman, and if these are really runes, they will not be drawn so casually. At the same time It’s time to activate the spiritual energy or general trend! I’m afraid I’m overthinking it! Maybe it’s the secret biography of your carpenter ancestor, nine hundred and ninety-nine, it’s really embarrassing!”

Li Shui made a joke.

Amu also smiled, but his heart couldn't stop beating.Because Amu feels that as long as it is related to Master, anything is possible.

However, Amu didn't get entangled in this issue. Anyway, he remembered those runes in his heart. If it was really a seal, it must be something that his master intentionally passed on to him. He will naturally find out in the future, and it may be something big. magical powers.

A few days passed in a blink of an eye, and on the sixth day, the coffin that Amu made for Grandpa Li Ruo was ready.

This is a thousand-year-old cypress coffin painted black as a whole. As for why it was painted black, Amu explained that it is to suppress demons, and those red runes are densely arranged inside the coffin.

In terms of appearance, this coffin is no different from ordinary coffins. It has a large front end and a small rear end.

On the front of the coffin is carved a glass stele hall, decorated with flying cranes, lush green pines, cypresses and other objects.

On both sides of the coffin are engraved with two oolongs flying through the clouds, and there are also Guqin, ancient paintings, and carvings of plum, orchid, chrysanthemum and bamboo.

The whole coffin is solemn and generous, with clear layers, gorgeous and orderly, and elegant and smooth lines.

When Li Shui saw this coffin, he couldn't help but secretly marveled at it, and admired Amu's coffin-making skills.

The most important thing is that although Lishui can't grow spiritual roots, after a long time in the northern cold, Lishui can still feel the faint aura emanating from the black cypress coffin.To be precise, this is not a mortal coffin at all, but a magic weapon.

"Having this coffin is also a blessing to Grandpa Li Ruo!" Li Shui sighed.

Amu smiled, noncommittal, and then half-jokingly said: "If one day I fail to cultivate immortality, I will go home and open a coffin shop!"

"That's great! I'll give you a long-term job, ha ha!" Li Shui also laughed.

"You and my brother, use the coffin to prove the truth, haha!" Amu said.

The small courtyard behind the mountain reverberated, the laughter of the two of them.

But no one would have thought that this dialogue would become a prophecy in the future.

(End of this chapter)