Chapter 12 Borrowing the Way
Huo Xiuxiu's weak voice came from inside the coffin.

Fatty Wang immediately stood up from the ground and together with Wu Xie, carefully inspected the outside of the coffin.

Although no mechanism was found, the more Fatty Wang checked, the more difficult it was to suppress his surprise.

Thinking about it, he took out a sharp Swiss Army knife from his waist, and quickly scratched towards the corner of the coffin, but he was surprised to find that not only was there no sawdust chipped off the coffin, not even a single scratch was left.

Seeing this scene, Fatty Wang couldn't help but gasp, "Hiss—!"

This... Could this be...?
Seeing Fatty Wang's strange reaction, Wu Xie asked curiously, "Fatty, what's wrong?"

The fat man was so shocked that he couldn't help himself, and he came back to his senses only after hearing Wu Xie's question.He looked at Wu Xie, pointed to the coffin in front of him and said, "Do you know what material this coffin is made of?"

Wu Xie glanced at the coffin, but found nothing unusual, and said inexplicably, "Isn't this Yinmu? It's a good material for making coffins. Is there anything wrong with that?"

Fatty Wang sighed and shook his head, "It's a Yin wood, but it's not an ordinary Yin wood, but a rare Yin Lei wood!"

"Shadow Thunderwood? Is that any different from ordinary Shadowwood?"

Wu Xie still didn't understand, even if it's precious wood, it's still wood, so what's so special about it?
Seeing Wu Xie's appearance, Fatty Wang said with a bit of disgust, "Look at you who have never seen the world."

Then he said to Wu Xie about popular science: "Yin thunder wood can only grow in the jungle where the sun does not see the sun. It will only experience cloudy and rainy days in its life, and it will not be sunny. It will not absorb yang energy, and it will not burn when thunder strikes. Yin suppresses yang energy." So it doesn't burn, it's called Yinlei wood."

"Furthermore, this Yinlei wood Yinmu coffin is completely black, which means that this piece of Yinlei wood has been soaked in water for hundreds of years. It's not dyed!"

"After being nourished by Yin Qi, these woods are already comparable to alloys."

"So a coffin made of thunder wood like this is simply legendary. I didn't expect to meet it here."

After finishing speaking, Fatty Wang looked at the other nine coffins in the secret room, "If I'm not mistaken, the other nine coffins here should be made of thunder wood."

Fatty Wang couldn't help sighing: "Good guy, there are ten black thunderwood coffins! Who arranged these, such a big deal?"

……

After listening to the fat man's description of Yinleimu, Wu Xie also showed a look of shock on his face, which is too incredible.

If this Thunder Wood is really stronger than steel as the fat man said, then there is only one way to save Huo Xiuxiu.

Thinking of this, Wu Xie looked at his younger brother.

The little brother silently took out the black gold ancient knife from behind, and said in a deep voice with no expression on his face: "Saving people is the most important thing, as long as I control the force well, I won't hurt people."

When Huo Xiuxiu in the coffin heard about this situation, she was very nervous and closed her eyes resignedly.

She never expected that her dignified Miss Huo's family almost lost her life when she came on a blind date!
At this time, what Huo Xiuxiu didn't know was that the mysterious blind date that the three of them had repeatedly talked about was on their way to Tianji Mansion.

……

At this time, the sky in City S was completely dark. Although it was not yet autumn, the wind at night was still a lot cooler.

The merchants on the street closed their doors one after another, and only some night owls were still hanging out at this time.The street is bustling and noisy during the day, but the road is extremely quiet at night, and there is no light in the dark night sky.

The breeze blew, the branches trembled, and the phantom swayed.

It's late at night, only the barbecue stalls are still in full swing. People sit on the simple plastic tables by the roadside, drinking beer and grilling skewers, and chatting with friends in groups, full of fireworks.

At this time, Shen Lin felt a headache when he saw this bustling barbecue stall on his only way back.He had no choice but to hope that those people would drink and chatter and not pay attention to him.

"bell--"

"Jingle Bell--"

Shen Lin's soul-inducing bell rang, and a series of crisp ringtones were mixed with the sound of several big men drinking and punching, which was slightly abrupt.

"Five chiefs, eight horses... huh?" I saw a big shirtless man in front of him stepping on a chair and yelling vigorously. When he heard the bell, the big man stopped punching and said with his tongue out: " Where did the bell come from?"

The people at the same table were drunk at this time, and quickly waved their hands at him and said, "What bell! I think you are dizzy!"

"Hurry up! Don't let this cup go... you bastard... don't try to fool me."

The strong man holding the wine glass found that the surroundings suddenly became quiet. Except for the guy who just persuaded him to drink, everyone else looked in one direction, even the chef in charge of the barbecue stretched out his head to look there, even the skewers on the fire I can't take care of it.

I saw a mist suddenly rise in the originally dark night, and a tall and straight figure slowly walked out of the white mist, followed by three people with strange postures, and the three people were wearing tall hats on their heads.

"bell--"

"Jingle Bell--"

I saw the tall man shaking the bell in his hand as he walked, and the clear ringing sound came from his hand.

Everyone found that the three people behind him were dressed in wide black cloth, and their bodies were strung together one by one by straw ropes. They were neatly lined up, jumping forward.

"Don't disturb ghosts and ghosts, ghosts and ghosts will disperse, and the ghosts will use the way!"

The man's deep voice broke the silence in the alley, adding a bit of weirdness to the already dark night, making people feel that the night has become a bit darker.

When everyone saw this scene, they had already forgotten to drink skewers, and they all commented: "Oh my god, what are you doing?"

"Is this filming?"

"It doesn't look like it. I didn't see any photographers or directors anywhere!"

"This...this...couldn't be the encounter with the mortician?!"

Another person in the crowd exclaimed in trembling voice.

His family is an ancestral funeral business, so he has learned more or less about these mysterious businesses from his ancestors.

I heard from the old man about the mysterious and unpredictable driving of corpses. In the early years in Xiangxi, dead corpses were often seen walking. Before dawn, there were often corpses walking on the road.In front of these corpses, a living person leads the way. This living person is called "the mortician" by the locals.

This mortician walks at night without lighting a lantern, but only rings a soul-inducing bell to frighten all directions. Passers-by will avoid it, and farmers will lock up their livestock to avoid collisions.

Looking at the tall man walking by in front of him, the bell in his hand and the three crooked people behind him.

Could it be!

Did I really meet the legendary mortician today? !

When everyone heard this, they immediately became tense.

(End of this chapter)

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