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Chapter 1083 Human Skin Coffin (49)

When I discovered this situation, I thought I was dazzled, so I rubbed my eyes vigorously. Yes, the human bones were indeed floating there.

Immediately, I ran towards the location where the sacks were placed, and touched the three sacks. Two of the sacks contained human bones, but the third sack was empty. There is no doubt that the human bones in the third sack Ran to the top of the fourth grave.

This made me froze in place. I felt that all this was incredible, so I looked around to see if there were any footprints on the ground. After all, the ground in this cemetery is wet. As long as people step on it, there will definitely be footprints. footprint.

To my disappointment, there were no footprints on the grave.

Mad, hell, if it is said that the first human bone was picked up by some kind of animal, but the current situation is obviously evil.

After thinking for a long time, I couldn't figure out what was going on, so I had to suppress my doubts and continue digging the grave.

For four consecutive days, several of us spent time in the cemetery.

During these four days, we have dug ten graves. It is worth mentioning that every time after one night, human bones will disappear inexplicably the next morning, and then float inexplicably on the graves we need to dig. superior.

This made all of us think about it but couldn't figure it out. Fatty Guo told Chen Tiannan that it was haunted, while You Tianming and Yang Dalong said that someone should be playing tricks in the dark.

I really don't agree with their statement. If it is haunted, it should be impossible. You must know that we are all dead, and there is an aura in our bodies. It is more important for ordinary ghosts to dare to approach. What's more, the old carpenter gave me a Luban ruler. On the third night, I put the Luban ruler on the sack, but the result was still the same.

If it is man-made, there are no footprints in the cemetery, unless the person flew over.

This really confuses me.

About the fifth day, we got up as usual and prepared to dig the No.11 grave. As Chen Erbei said, this grave is likely to belong to the ancestor of Yang Dalong. With a human skin coffin.

None of us dared to be careless, just after dawn, I asked Yang Dalong to go to the village to get three cocks, a bundle of incense, a knife of yellow paper, seven pairs of red wax, a table for the Eight Immortals and some daily sacrificial offerings.

When Yang Dalong brought these things over, he didn't know whether it was Yang Dalong who told his relatives or what happened, but his relatives all followed him, saying they wanted to see the human skin coffin.

Regarding this statement, I am very depressed. Tell me, these people have died in their families, so why don't they have a long memory, so they have to go to the cemetery to join in the fun.

When I told Yang Dalong about this idea, I meant to drive those relatives away. What made me depressed was that those relatives pointed at me and scolded me one by one, saying everything.

In the end, Fatty Guo couldn't take it anymore, tired his sleeves, and threatened to kill anyone who dared to approach the cemetery.

Needless to say, Fatty Guo's words were quite powerful, and those people were so frightened that they didn't dare to move.

I was afraid that those relatives would come over while we were digging the grave, so I put the human bones dug out a few days ago next to them, and told them that if they stepped over those human bones, they would offend the dead, and they would suffer retribution sooner or later, and even brought trouble. peeling.

As soon as these words came out, those people were so frightened that they took several steps back towards me, not daring to approach me.

Seeing this, I took a deep breath, ignored them, and prepared to dig No.11 grave.

This grave is no better than the previous ones. Rao was prepared by me. When excavating, I was very apprehensive. First, I performed some rituals on the grave, and then inserted ninety-nine and 81 incense sticks in the southeast Gengxin position, and finally Killed three more roosters there.

To do all this well, I asked You Tianming to lead Chen Tiannan to play the suona, and Yang Dalong to lead his relatives to kneel on the side of the cemetery, while Fatty Guo and I were responsible for digging the grave.

Since the grave is on a flat ground, it is difficult to control the position of the grave, so we determined the position of a grave according to Yang Dalong's fortune and Feng Shui, and sprinkled some white ash on the side, and finally combined the Feng Shui of the grave with Yang Dalong I counted my luck.

Needless to say, after this calculation, I suddenly realized it. When I first looked for the grave, I always wondered about the geomantic omen of this cemetery. The place of accumulating blessings and shades, as mentioned in the "Liu Ding Liu Jia Burial Sutra", from the perspective of view, although the use of water is different, it is related to the beauty and evil of the situation. The decline and prosperity of descendants also follow the principle of feeling for each other. There is no general Dongdong coaxing like the sound of beating drums.

That is to say, this grave is completely in line with the fate of Yang Dalong's family. Only one person is rich and the whole family is bad.

Immediately, I expressed this idea to Yang Dalong.

After hearing this, he didn't say anything, and donated 10 yuan on the spot, saying that it was to subsidize his relatives, which made those people feel grateful to Yang Dalong. Get it clean.

This made me dumbfounded, and there was only one thought in my mind, money is a good thing no matter what dynasty or generation it is, so good that it can make some people forget the pain of bereavement.

At this moment, Fatty Guo came over, pulled me, and said in a low voice, "Brother Jiu, is there really a human skin coffin inside your grave?"

I hummed and asked him, "What's wrong?"

His face was a little ugly, and he said, "It's been so many years, the human skin coffin should be rotten, right?"

I thought, according to my understanding of the human skin coffin, the coffin should not have rotted. First, since the human skin coffin was used, the human skin must be processed, not to mention that it will not rot for ten thousand years, at least hundreds of years. As for the coffin, if you want to preserve it forever, there is only gloomy wood.

And this kind of gloomy wood is called "Oriental Shenmu" in the West, and it is said that it will not rot for thousands of years.

Of course, the value of gloomy wood is also quite expensive. Let’s put it this way, the price of a ton of gloomy wood is about 500 million RMB. In ancient times, the price of this gloomy wood would be even more expensive. Use this gloomy wooden coffin.

It is also the price of this gloomy wood that made me doubt the identity of Yang Dalong's ancestor.

When I first came here, I always thought about the horror of the human skin coffin, but never considered the economic value, but now that Fatty Guo asked me this, I immediately thought of the economic value of the human skin coffin, frowned, and said Ask Yang Dalong, "Second brother, I would like to ask, what did your ancestors do?"

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