Heavenly Master: Anti-superstition and pry into my Dragon-Tiger Demon-Conquering Hall, right?

The blood of half a big rooster is enough to fill the gaps in the entire blood coffin.

But the goddess did not stop, but used a special technique to let the chicken blood drip into the inner wall of the coffin to disperse the Yin Qi in the coffin.

The blood of roosters in the seventy-eighth year is very rich in yang energy. When sprinkled on the body of a ghost general, most of the soul of the ghost general will be dissolved.

In order to suppress the Yang ghost in the blood coffin, the goddess thought that one big rooster was not enough, so she asked the male god to kill another one and drip the blood from this one into the coffin.

Although the yang energy of rooster blood and yang ghost both have the word yang, they are two completely different things.

The yang energy of rooster blood can dissolve the yin energy of ghosts just like molten iron melts ice and snow.

The yang of the yang ghost adds a little buff to the yin energy of the ghost, making it immune to the sun. There are no taboos.

After understanding everything in front of him, Zhang Jun suddenly thought of something and turned to look at the taxi driver: "When were you born? What is your zodiac sign?"

The driver was stunned for a moment, wondering why the passenger suddenly asked this.

But he still answered honestly: "I was born in 69, and my yang sign is chicken and my yin sign is dog."

A person's zodiac sign has a yin and a yang.

The Yang zodiac sign is the zodiac sign of the year of birth, which is the real zodiac sign.

The Yin zodiac sign means that there are false years in some places. Adding one year after birth is the Yin zodiac sign.

Born in 69, it is the yang of the chicken and the yin of the dog.

Zhang Jun asked with a smile: "With your zodiac sign, are you sure you don't want to go to the car to avoid it?"

Driver: What did I do? I have to go to the car to avoid it!

Seeing the driver's confusion, Zhang Jun explained: "Your zodiac sign conflicts with this blood coffin. If it stirs up the evil spirit of the blood coffin, you will be in trouble, so I advise you to avoid it."

"I'll go, there's still such a saying!" After understanding the reason, the driver quickly shook his head: "Then I can't go back to the car."

"You see in horror movies, the first to die are the ones who leave the group."

"If I get back to the car, I'll be alone."

"And here, there are thousands of people accompanying me!"

Although this was his first experience, the driver had read many horror novels, movies, and TV shows, and he naturally drew some conclusions from them.

Since the driver insisted on staying, Zhang Jun no longer tried to persuade him, but just warned: "You can stay, but remember, don't look at the coffin when the coffin is lifted for burial later."

Driver: If you ask me not to look at the coffin, I won’t!
Don't say it.

You are so accurate!
The driver decided to strictly follow what Zhang Jun said.

He didn't know whether the contents of the blood coffin would turn into corpses, but when he saw all the villagers waiting solemnly, and the goddess in the ancestral hall using so many evil-suppressing tools to seal the coffin, he could already feel the atmosphere that one wrong step could lead to eternal disaster.

He cherishes his life, so he must take it as his own course and not play any petty ways.

After dripping all the blood of the second big rooster into the coffin, the goddess shouted:
"Raise the coffin!"

Four tall young men came out after hearing the sound, stood at the four corners of the blood coffin, shouldered the wooden poles, and tried to lift the coffin.

However, no matter how hard these four people tried, the coffin did not move at all, as if it was rooted in the ground.

Seeing this scene, several village elders opened their eyes wide and were quite surprised.

These four young men, the strongest in the village, once lifted a car and walked it for several miles.

But now, the four of them can't shake the coffin, which weighs less than three hundred kilograms, let alone lifting it!
It's outrageous!

"A few more people can carry it!"

The goddess had anticipated this and immediately greeted her.

At that moment, four more sturdy young men came out and carried the coffin together.

It has to be said that eight people have better cards than four people.

The blood coffin shook... and then became motionless again.

This time, even the goddess's face turned dark.

The coffin lifting failed twice, which was not a good sign.

"Eight more! Let me carry them together!"

No longer adding firewood or calling people, the goddess added eight people at once.

Sixteen young men, eight in front and eight in back, shouldered together, and finally lifted the coffin.

The village elders all showed joy in their eyes: the coffin was finally raised successfully.

But the next moment.

The sixteen young men seemed to have a thousand pounds of weight on their shoulders and had to squat down to put the coffin down.The eight village elders immediately panicked.

"Isn't the coffin lifted? Why did you put it down again?"

"How unlucky this is!"

"Have you not eaten? Sixteen people can't even lift a coffin!"

The young people carrying the coffin were also aggrieved and defended themselves.

"Uncle Li, this coffin is evil. I feel like there is a mountain on my shoulders!"

"There must be a ghost in this coffin! Otherwise, there are so many of us, how could we not be able to lift it!"

Hearing that the coffin was haunted, everyone in the village looked at the goddess expectantly.

The goddess's face was solemn: "The evil aura of the blood coffin is far beyond my imagination."

"I've used cinnabar and a hundred seeds to suppress the ghost, gold and silver nails, and eight-year-old rooster blood to suppress the evil, but it's not completely suppressed yet!"

Hearing this, the village elders could no longer sit still. They stood up quickly and asked as they walked:
"Then what should we do? Ma Shenpo, we have prepared exactly according to your instructions, you can't help it!"

"In order to get these gold and silver nails, we smelted all the ancestral gold and silver. Don't tell us that these are useless!"

"Goddess Ma, didn't you say that you are the best at calming coffins? Doesn't this mean your skills are at your wits end?"

Looking at the impatient and panicked villagers, a faint smile appeared on Ma Shenpo's face: "Don't worry, I still have a trump card that I can't use."

A village elder asked: "Really?"

"You guys wait here a moment."

After saying that, Ma Shenpo walked to a corner of the ancestral hall, where there was a purple bamboo basket with a black dog lying inside.

Respectfully picking up the black puppy, Ma Shenpo walked back to the blood coffin.

The village elders looked at each other and said one after another:
"Goddess Ma, didn't you go get your trump card? Where is it?"

"But don't tell us that the trump card is the black pup in your arms!"

"That's right, this black pup is so small, any of the two big roosters that just died can crush it to death with one kick!"

It turned out that they heard that Ma Shenpo was the most famous expert in suppressing evil and murder within a hundred miles, so they devoted the whole village to cooperate.

But the result?

They all took out their ancestral gold and silver and melted it into gold and silver nails.

The whole village pooled their money to pay her.

As a result, she failed to lift the coffin three times.

Just now I heard that she still had a trump card that was useless, which renewed her hope. But when she saw that the so-called trump card was probably the black puppy she was holding, she really couldn't stand it anymore.

"As you can see, this black pup is my trump card!"

Ma Shenpo is confident and calm, and she says in her heart that you should just doubt or not believe it now.

The more this happens, the more amazing it will be.

Village elders, you look at me and I look at you, they all think that the black dog cub is of no use at all, but now that we have come to this point, we can only continue to leave it to the goddess.

Ma Shenpo gently placed the black puppy on the coffin.

The puppy was very small, only as big as two palms, as if a gust of wind could blow it away.

There is a vertical pupil drawn on the dog's head, which is as clumsy as a three-year-old's doodles.

The black puppy seemed to be very sleepy and fell asleep directly on the coffin lid.

The goddess then nodded with a smile and said: "This black puppy is the roaring divine dog of the Erlang God in the sky. It can suppress all evil spirits!"

"Pfft!"

The driver had no professional training and laughed when he heard something funny.

He pointed at the black puppy on the coffin and said with a smile: "This goddess is really good at fooling people, even though us mortals have never seen the divine dog in the sky.

But if you want to fool us, you have to make it look a little bit like it.

Look at this puppy, he's as small as a chicken.

There is an eye on the dog's head, but it's a pity that it was not born, but was painted by the goddess. Is this also a divine dog? "

As he said that, the driver looked at Zhang Jun proudly, as if he was proud of his sharp eyes.

Zhang Jun shook his head. He had already seen the secrets of the black dog. The driver next to him didn't understand anything, so he had to show off. (End of chapter)