My master is invincible

Chapter 1015 Colorful Coffin (138)

That night, due to the changeable weather, as written in a poem, there was a lot of rain during the Ching Ming Festival. I was worried about the rain, so I asked the villagers in Shanghe Village to help build a canopy, and then put the coffin in the canopy. All of us Then I plan to deal with it for a few hours by the side of the canopy.

There was not much movement in the first half of the night, and it was the second half of the night, around midnight. I fell asleep not long ago. In my sleep, I dreamed of an old man leading three young people. I knew two of them. One was Song Qianxi, and One is Song Hua, and the one among them must be Song Qianxi's sister.

The old man first said thank you to me, because it was in a dream, I couldn't hear what he said, but Song Qianxi kept thanking me, strangely, I could hear clearly Song Xixi's every word.

Her first sentence was, "Chen Jiu, thank you, thank you from the bottom of my heart."

Some things are very strange to say, I still remember what You Tianming said in my sleep, he said that Song Qianxi had lost her soul and disappeared into the world.

With this kind of doubt at the time, I kept staring at Song Qianxi. What I couldn't understand was that Song Qianxi was different from the three people beside her. The faces of the three people beside her were pale, but her complexion was abnormally rosy. On the lips, a touch of lipstick can be seen vaguely.

That's right, lipstick.

I asked her, "Aren't you..."

She smiled and was about to speak when a shadow suddenly passed by. Due to the high speed, I couldn't see the shape of the shadow clearly, and I vaguely felt that the shadow should be a man.

As the shadow passed by, Song Xixi's complexion changed dramatically, she looked at me maliciously, and smiled fiercely, "Chen Jiu, I'm so lonely in the underworld, come down with me! Come down with me! Come down with me! "

As she said that, she opened her arms and came towards my neck.

I was scared and woke up immediately.

After waking up, I found that my back was wet. What was even weirder was that I found a strange handprint on my neck. When I touched it, it was cool and rough.

Discovering this situation, I turned over and got up, and glanced around. The Eight Immortals, the suona craftsman, and the villagers of Shanghe Village all fell asleep. They slept very deeply. I shook Yang Yan next to me and said softly Said: "Long Mao, wake up, I feel something is wrong with this funeral."

That Yang Yan was shaken by me, opened his eyes, looked at me, and asked me: "Ninth brother, it's midnight, what are you doing?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Yan's face suddenly changed, his eyes stared at me in disbelief, and he said in horror: "Ninth brother..., you... you... your neck..."

I understand why he was terrified, not to mention him, even I broke out in a cold sweat when I touched the handprint, and said: "It's nothing, it's just a handprint, maybe I scratched it when I was sleeping! "

I say this to comfort myself, mainly because the handprints are so strange.

Yang Yan shook his head violently, and said, "That's not the case, Brother Nine, you... your neck is all black."

Hearing this, I was really frightened. I immediately took out my mobile phone and glanced at it with the weak light. I was a little dazed, and I just felt a chill go straight to my forehead, Mad, how could this happen.

I saw that my entire neck was all black, and it didn't stop until the blackness at the lower jaw. What frightened me was that the blackness was not ordinary black, but jet black, with some rough dots on it. The strange thing is, Those dots actually formed a handprint, tightly bound my neck.

When I realized this situation, my face sank, and when I thought about the previous dream, I only had one thought in my mind, Song Qianxi wanted to kill me?
No, I am kind to Song Qianxi, and Song Qianxi is even more kind to me for saving my life. How could this happen.

If it wasn't for Song Qianxi, what did the previous dream mean?
For a moment, I was a little embarrassed, and I glanced at the colorful coffin, which was lying there quietly without any movement.

"Ninth brother, what should we do?" Yang Yan pulled me back, his tone was a little anxious, he must be worried about me.

I just let it go, the Shapao didn't kill me when I first entered the profession, this little handprint can still do it, so I said: "It's okay, just take a step and see, it really doesn't work, I can only use the Fire Dragon Chunyang Sword."

I say this because I pin my last hope on the Fire Dragon Chunyang Sword. The main reason is that this Fire Dragon Chunyang Sword is my biggest reliance now. Without him, I have no confidence in this colorful coffin.

"No!" Yang Yan's face darkened, he got up suddenly, stared at me closely, and said word by word: "Ninth brother, don't move, I'll check for you!"

I wanted to refuse at first, but he had already pulled out the syringe and handed it over to my neck. I asked him what it was for, and he said it was a blood test.

Hearing this, I was also drunk, just some imprints, what can be detected by blood drawing, didn't stop him, just let him do it.

What frightened me was that the blood that Yang Yan pulled out from my neck was actually black, exactly the same as the look on my neck, jet black.

Ma De, I cursed secretly, what's going on, why did my blood turn black?
Yang Yan seemed to be frightened by this scene. He took a little blood out of the syringe and tasted it in his mouth. His brows were furrowed. I asked him what was wrong, and he said, my blood stinks.

Hearing this, I almost collapsed, blood stinks?Isn't this nonsense?I quickly took the syringe from his hand, got some blood, tasted it, and I felt like I was struck by lightning. The blood was more than stinky, it was rotten, just like the rotten smell from a rotting corpse.

Ma De, what the hell is going on, I am a living person, how can there be such a rancid smell in my blood?This is not scientific!
I turned my suspicious eyes to Yang Yan and asked him, "Long Mao, what's going on?"

His face was a little scary, he kept scratching the back of his head, and said, "I don't know, but, in your case, something should be mixed in your blood. By the way, Brother Jiu, have you eaten anything recently?" thing?"

I thought about it. I ate and slept with them on the way to carry the coffin these days. I didn’t eat anything messy at all. A little bit further, the situation was similar when I was in Shanghe Village, so I shook my head and said: " No!"

He frowned, "This is weird, how could the blood of a living person be so stinky? It's not logical!"

As he said that, he seemed to think of something, grabbed my arm, and said anxiously: "Brother Jiu, do you still remember the day we met?"

I was taken aback. I met him in the hospital of Dongxing Town. At that time, I happened to meet a strange woman, Wang Jie. She was obviously a living person, but she showed symptoms of a dead person. Wait, could it be...

As soon as I had this thought, I grabbed Yang Yan and asked him, "Long Mao, you mean I'm in the same situation as Wang Jie?"

He hummed, and said in a low voice, "What happened to you two doesn't conform to science. The only explanation is..."

As he spoke, he glanced at the colorful coffin. I understood what he meant. He meant that the dead might be doing something wrong.

Without any hesitation, I immediately walked over to the colorful coffin. Since the light in the canopy was relatively dim, I lit two sticks of white wax, one for Yang Yan and one for myself.

Before coming to the coffin, I first looked at the multicolored coffin, and there was no change, and then I looked at the safety amulet on the coffin, which was exactly the same as when I was going out. Finally, I bent down and looked under the coffin.

Seeing this, I couldn't help but gasp, my scalp couldn't help numb, all the goosebumps popped up all over my body at this moment, and I couldn't help taking a few steps back under my feet, and my whole body sat on the ground with a bang.

I saw that a big hole was opened under the coffin at some point, which was as big as a washbasin. The dead man's head just came out of the hole, hanging there powerlessly, with a pair of eyes looking straight at me.

"Ninth brother!" Yang Yan came over, helped me up, and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

I was so frightened that I started to tremble when I spoke, pointing at the coffin, tremblingly said: "The coffin, it's broken..."

Before I could finish speaking, Yang Yan immediately moved towards the coffin, looked down, and within a second, a scream rang out.

Frankly speaking, I have never heard such a loud voice in my life. It can even be said that a normal person will never be able to make such a loud scream. Yang Yan did it. His scream can no longer be described as loud. Shocking enough.

As soon as the scream came out, Yang Yan fell down in a daze, so frightened that I couldn't care less about fear, I ran over to him immediately, reached out to check his breath, he was angry, but fainted from fright passed.

This is also impossible, let alone him, even I, the Eight Immortals who often deal with the dead, was shocked when I saw the head of the dead fell there.

At this moment, Lang Gao, You Tianming, and Chen Erbei came over, and Lang Gao asked me, "Ninth brother, what's going on?"

I was afraid that he would follow in Yang Yan's footsteps, so I didn't dare to speak, mainly because I was afraid that if I said it, Lang Gao would lean over to look at it, and the result could be imagined, so he shook his head.

Seeing that I didn't speak, Na Lang Gao asked me again: "Ninth Brother, what's the matter?"

I still didn't speak, but You Tianming seemed to realize that something was wrong with me, so he pulled Lang Gao, "Brother Lang, don't ask, Brother Ninth should have his own unspeakable secrets."

That Lang Gao came over knowingly, glanced at the coffin, then looked at me, frowned and said: "Ninth brother, when I was sleeping, I felt that the canopy was quite fragrant, why is there a rancid smell now?"

Hearing this, I was taken aback. Lang Gao's sense of smell is surprisingly good, so I asked him, "How do you say it?"

He frowned, and said in a low voice: "How should I put it, I feel that there is something more in this canopy."

"What is there?" I was taken aback. During the funeral a few days ago, I felt that there was something behind me, but I couldn't see it with the naked eye. Now that Lang Gao said this, I felt that it was a bit weird, so I asked Him: "What exactly?"

(End of this chapter)