Mysterious Resurrection

Chapter 190 Strange Ghost
At this time, Lu An was lying in this black lacquered coffin like an ordinary person. He originally thought that as time went by, the oxygen in the coffin would become less and less, and then he would suffer from hypoxia and suffocation.
However, he seemed to be overthinking everything. The black lacquered coffin seemed a bit special. Logically speaking, Lu An, who had been suppressed as an ordinary person, should be as fragile as an ordinary person at this time, and it was impossible for him to stay in the coffin for a long time. survive in the coffin

However, supernatural power itself cannot be explained by common sense, it is an existence that violates the normal state
Lu An decided to lie down in this black lacquered coffin for a while, in case the coffin is opened now, and then his own ghost starts to recover, it would be a bit of a loss.

"Brother Lu, did you go in?" Brother Hua said
"Yeah." Peng Fang said
"What happened just now? And this old ghost, what should we do?" Wang Shengli said

"Cui Zisheng is dead." Geng Tiancheng said
When everyone entered the mourning hall, they naturally saw Cui Zisheng who was lying on the ground with no breath, and Mr. Lin who was lying on the ground

"The wooden plank where the old man's corpse was placed before is now used first. Brother Lu now needs a black lacquered coffin to suppress his own supernatural power. At least in a short period of time, this old man Lin will not be able to lie in his own coffin," Peng Fang said.
As for whether the body of the deceased had violated the rules, Lu An, who was in a desperate situation at the time, could not care too much. If he died in the wake of the ghost, even if the ghost in his body did not spread, the rest of the people would be very difficult. Alive, leave this ghostly place
Afterwards, everyone carried the wooden planks thrown in the courtyard to the mourning hall again, and placed them where the paper figurine incense candles were originally placed.

Peng Fang took the initiative to pick up the old man's body and lifted it onto the wooden plank. As for the white cloth, it was still inside the black lacquered coffin, so naturally it couldn't be taken out.
"What about Cui Zisheng? Will the ghost in his body recover?" Chen Chan asked
"Ninety-nine percent of the time it won't. If it really recovered, it would have already recovered, and it won't wait until now."

"Cui Zisheng's death should be the hand of a paper ghost. Paper ghosts have the ability to steal supernatural power. Although his ghost nails are terrifying, they are just a jigsaw puzzle on a ghost. He should have been stolen by a paper ghost. Ghost nails." Peng Fang said
"Where's the paper ghost?" Brother Hua said
Brother Hua felt a deep sense of powerlessness at this time. Although he was extremely angry in his heart, he couldn't do anything

"The source has been restricted, the two derived paper ghosts outside the courtyard, and the original paper ghost in the mourning hall have been restricted," Peng Fang said.
"Then Brother Lu..." Chen Chan said
"He will be fine, all we have to do is wait." Peng Fang said
Afterwards, everyone found a place to sit down, looking at the black lacquered coffin in the middle of the mourning hall, a little lost in thought, worried about Lu An in their hearts, and more about what they would face if Lu An couldn't come back. despair
But just worrying is enough. They haven't known each other for long. People's hearts are very complicated things. It's easy to make someone hate you, but it's hard to make someone remember your goodness.
At this time, Lu An, who was lying in the coffin, felt as if his soul was about to soar. This sudden comfortable feeling made him unable to adapt for a while.
At the same time, there was a warning sign in his heart. Right now, Lu An has no right to resist at all. He is just an ordinary person with a little more strength in the black lacquered coffin.
Lu An felt as if something had come out of his body, and then he fell into a deep sleep. In a trance, he felt that this was not a coffin

Lu An couldn't describe this feeling, but he just felt that what he lay in was not a coffin, but more like a cemetery, or like home

In this coffin, Lu An felt warm and comfortable. In this indescribable feeling, it seemed that a force had entered Lu An's body.

After this strange spiritual power entered Lu An's body, it soon took a place, but this power was too weak compared to the ghost bridegroom and ghost show in Lu An's body.
Perhaps it was because of being inside this black lacquered coffin, or because this strange supernatural power had some special means. Neither the ghost bridegroom nor the ghost show lost their balance because of the sudden intrusion of this strange power.

And just after this strange supernatural power entered Lu An's body, the things that Lu An had drifted out returned to his body again.

After that, it was a long sleep. When Lu An opened his eyes and looked around, he remembered that he was still in the black lacquered coffin

Because the coffin lid is closed, you can't see your fingers around you, and the space is extremely limited. Naturally, it is impossible for Lu An to know what time it is now.

However, he felt that a long time had passed, but Lu An suddenly thought of the three hours he said before. Since the coffin lid has not been opened, it should not be three hours yet.
To be on the safe side, Lu An decided to wait for three hours before Peng Fang opened the lid of the coffin and let her out. Anyway, there was no danger in the coffin.

Since this coffin can suppress ghosts, it is natural to stay as long as possible, but Lu An thought of Mr. Lin, so it is impossible for this coffin to be occupied all the time
Lu An was a little worried about whether his life-saving method would violate the rules. After all, he was lying in a coffin, and the old man would not have a coffin to lie in.

However, there is no way to do this, as long as there is any method that does not violate the rules and can solve Lu An's own recovery problem, he will not try to violate the rules of Fengmen Village

Lu An was thinking about this, and time was passing by quickly. She was waiting, waiting for Peng Fang to lift the coffin lid
At this time, Peng Fang in the mourning hall kept looking at the watch in his hand. The time of the watch was not accurate, but with the rotating watch, he could also calculate when it was three hours.

When the minute hand pointed to twelve, and the hour hand pointed to the whole number, Peng Fang stood up all of a sudden, and she walked quickly to the black lacquered coffin
She put her hands on the coffin lid with some anxiety in her heart. She was very afraid that Lu An would die in the coffin, so she mustered up her courage and lifted the coffin lid vigorously.

Seeing Peng Fang's move, everyone immediately rushed up and lifted the coffin lid. They also wanted to know Lu An's life and death.
Because Lu An's life and death are related to the life and death of them, if Lu An dies, then everyone will be wiped out here

When the coffin lid was put aside by everyone, Lu An's eyes couldn't help blinking under the sudden light as he had been adapting to the darkness for a long time.

After adapting to the change of light, Lu An supported his body and climbed out of the coffin, and untied the Zhanger white silk hanging around his neck, and he still held the blue tile in his hand

Lu An didn't care to say hello to the excited people in front of him. It was extremely uncomfortable to stay in this coffin for three hours, but compared to death, these were nothing

(End of this chapter)