My master is invincible

Chapter 936 Colorful Coffin (59)

Mad, what the hell!

I cursed secretly, pinching my nose with one hand, and groping towards the coffin with the other, the feeling was the same as before, and I clicked my hand.

At this moment, Na Lang Gao came over. What I couldn't figure out was that he had nothing to do.This is so wrong, why can't he smell this rancid smell?You must know that the stench is particularly stinky, even Xiang Shuiqin above the tomb pinched his nose.

Why did Lang Gao act like a normal person?
With this kind of doubt, I asked Lang Gao, "Brother, can't you smell the smell?"

He was taken aback, and looked at me suspiciously, "What is the smell? Isn't this place very fragrant?"

fragrant?
When I heard this, I felt like throwing up, Ma De, is this incense?Just as I was about to speak, I suddenly remembered the tattoo on his right arm, could it be...

Immediately, I grabbed his arm and looked at him, and asked him, "Brother, do you really not smell the smell?"

He shook his head and said, "No, there is a faint fragrance!"

Hearing this, I had a guess in my mind, the tattoo should have caused some changes in his body, or in other words, he had a problem with his sense of smell.

With this in mind, I called out to the top of the catacomb to throw down something scented at the harp.

Xiang Shuiqin was also very refreshing, and immediately threw a tissue down, saying that the tissue had a light fragrance, I smelled it, and it did have a very light fragrance as she said.

Holding the tissue, I handed it to Lang Gao, "Brother, smell this smell."

He didn't seem to understand what I meant, he looked at me suspiciously at first, until I nodded, he picked up a tissue and smelled it, and said: "There is a very faint fragrance, which is different from the fragrance in the coffin.!"

I hmmed and didn't say anything, but my mind kept thinking if there was something wrong with Lang Gao, so I should say something wrong!He shouldn't be able to smell the aroma of paper towels. If there is no problem, the coffin obviously emits a rancid smell. Why did he say it was fragrance?

This... this, what the hell is going on here?

For a while, I really couldn't figure out what was going on. It was like calling Mr. Jiang and asking him if he knew.

How could I know, before I took out my phone, Lang Gao seemed to be bewitched, his face lit up, he grabbed my arm, and said joyfully, "Brother Jiu, open the coffin quickly, the deceased seems to be very happy!"

Ok?The dead are happy?
I was at a loss when I heard it, and before I could react, Lang Gao grabbed the coffin lid and lifted it violently, flipping the entire coffin lid aside.

I was stunned, I saw that the coffin was a vast expanse of white, I couldn’t see anything clearly, I thought something was wrong, I raised my hand and waved the white thing, only to find that it felt like dust in my hand, and I took out my phone again , looking into the coffin with the light from the phone screen.

empty!

That's right, the entire coffin was empty, and nothing was seen at all.

Mad, what the hell, how could the coffin be empty?

This situation does not seem right ah!
Just when I was in a daze, Nalang Gao grabbed me and said, "Ninth brother, get out of the way, let me pick up the bones."

Now, I finally felt that Lang Gao was abnormal, so I said, "Bone, what kind of bone, isn't this an empty coffin?"

He smiled and said, "These white dust are the bones of the dead."

Hearing this, I really understood. Could it be that the bones of the deceased were turned into ashes in this coffin?That is to say, what looks white inside the coffin is actually the ashes of the deceased suspended in the coffin?

its not right!How can the bones of the deceased be turned into ashes inexplicably?
You know, the crematorium generally burns out ashes with some residues, but the white things in front of me are very tiny, this... this... this doesn't make sense!

I was wondering, but Lang Gao over there seemed to be on steroids. I didn’t know where to find a wooden box, and then I found a piece of white cloth. First, I covered the edge of the coffin with the white cloth. Close slowly.

I asked him what he was doing, and he said, to pick up the bones for the dead.

This made me very puzzled, and I kept staring at him, so I asked him: "Brother, what do you smell of these ashes?"

He sniffed and said, "Light fragrance!"

After speaking, he ignored me and continued to fiddle with the dust beside the coffin. In the end, he stood inside the coffin and began to collect the dust.

Looking at the busy Lang Gao, I was really at a loss. I felt that his whole person seemed to have changed. I couldn’t say exactly what changed, but I was asked to say it. I can only say that his sense of smell has changed. Not the same as usual.

Just like that, I was dazed by the side, while Lang Gao was packing the ashes in the coffin for about half an hour. Then Lang Gao let out a long breath and said, "It's done!"

Upon hearing this, I immediately leaned over and asked him, "Brother, do you feel anything strange?"

He was slightly taken aback, looked at me, then looked inside the coffin, and said, "I don't feel anything! This place is very fragrant, and the deceased seems to welcome us to open the coffin too!"

I looked at him in surprise, from head to toe, except for an extra tattoo on his right arm, there was no change in other positions, but how can he explain his current behavior?
Could it be that he was bewitched?

This thought flashed through me, I grabbed his shoulder, looked left and right, no problem, absolutely no problem, in the end, I just opened his eyelids and looked, it was still no problem.

Mad, what the hell is going on, what the hell is going on, how did this happen?
Na Lang Gao chuckled and said, "Ninth brother, I feel like my sense of smell has become more sensitive!"

I almost didn't laugh out loud, Mad, I can't even smell the most basic stink, how could it be possible to become more sensitive.

"Really!" He said again, "Ninth brother, I can clearly feel that my sense of smell is particularly keen, and I can even smell the aroma of rice behind the mountain."

Hearing this, I finally felt a little strange, and said in a deep voice, "Are you sure?"

"Sure!" He nodded, looked up over the mountain, raised his finger to the southeast, and said, "There is a family in that direction who cooks at home. There are three dishes in total, one is fried eggs with leeks, and the other is fried eggs with chili. Meat, and boiled fish with tofu!"

Damn, I cursed secretly, gave Lang Gao a blank look, and said, "Brother, stop making trouble, what you said is true."

"Ninth brother!" His face darkened, "I'm not kidding, that family definitely has these three dishes, wait, the head of the household has a body odor, and his wife has a very faint pesticide smell, it should be He just came back from spraying the rice fields with pesticides."

"Pretend, keep pretending!" I glared at him and heard Kong San say that their village seems to be in the southeast, but there is a big mountain in the middle, at least one or two hundred meters away, how can a normal person's sense of smell be possible? Can smell the fragrance of vegetables, isn't this a fantasy?

Lang Gao seemed to know that I didn't believe him, so he said, "Ninth brother, I didn't lie to you, it's true, if you don't believe me, let's look in that direction."

I frowned. I understand Lang Gao's temperament. He is more mature and stable. He probably wouldn't make such a low-key joke with me, so I said, "Are you sure?"

He hummed, nodded, and said, "Ninth brother, I really didn't lie to you. Ever since I got a gourd tattoo on my arm, I feel that my sense of smell seems to be particularly keen, and I can smell smells far away."

I'm stunned, I've only heard of clairvoyance and wind ear, but this is the first time I've heard of this smell. Also, if Lang Gao's sense of smell is really so keen, why can't he smell the putrid smell inside the coffin?What the hell is going on here?

I thought about it for a while, but I really couldn't figure it out, so I wanted to go to the southeast to see if what Lang Gao said was true, but the current situation didn't allow me to leave at all.

In desperation, I had no choice but to suppress the doubts in my heart, stared at Lang Gao for a long time, and said, "Fix the coffin first, and let's go to the village on the other side of the mountain tomorrow to have a look!"

"Okay!" He responded, raised his hand and pinched his nose, looked at the tattoo on his arm, and stopped talking.

Afterwards, Na Lang Gao sent the ashes of the deceased to the top of the tomb, and I squatted beside the coffin and looked into the coffin, only to find that there was only a small pile of shroud remnants in the coffin. Lang Gao cleaned up.

Looking at the situation, I have two doubts in my mind, one is why the bones of the deceased turned into ashes inexplicably, and the other is why Lang Gao's sense of smell suddenly became sharp?
Considering these two doubts, I don't know why, I have a vague feeling of luck in my heart, and I feel that this matter should be related to Lang Gao's fate.

At that moment, I looked at Lang Gao, and I found him squatting on the edge of the grave, tinkering with the wooden box, sometimes laughing, sometimes thinking, making it hard to figure out what he was thinking.

At this moment, Na Lang Gao stood up suddenly and shouted to me: "Brother Nine, dig out the coffin!"

"Why?" I asked subconsciously.

"Instinct!" He dropped such a sentence, squatted down and continued to tinker with the wooden box, which made me even more confused, wondering if Lang Gao was bewitched?Otherwise, why is his behavior so weird!
"Made, what a broken place!" I muttered, raised my hoe and was about to dig out the coffin, but there was no way I could do it, Lang Gao said so, I could only try to believe him, after all, It's just that it takes a little more energy to get the coffin out.

It took about an hour, and I used a hoe to break the entire coffin into several large pieces, and then beat some sawdust out of the tomb.

During this period, Na Lang Gao has been squatting by the side of the tomb, calling him to help me several times, but he ignored me at all, which made me more and more suspicious.

After the coffin was finished, the whole tomb was fairly clean. I wanted to pick out some grains and miscellaneous grains in the tomb, and burn some yellow paper into it, but who knew that Lang Gao, as if in a tizzy, actually approached me directly from the edge of the tomb. Jumped over here.

Ma De, because there are two coffins buried in this tomb, which is about six or seven meters deep, I reckoned that if I really jumped, my arms and legs would be broken, so I shouted: "Brother, what are you doing!"

(End of this chapter)