Holy Bone

Chapter 887 Why is it a female corpse again!This time, there is a more deadly corpse-clothed lady!

When Jin'an and the old Taoist were looking at the Underworld, something was wrong with the expression on the corpse seammaker's face, but it was difficult to notice the subtle expression changes on his face because he was in an ancient tomb with poor sightlines.

"Corpse seamer, do you know what's going on with these female corpses?" Jin An looked meaningfully at the mortician who had become taciturn since entering the mausoleum.

The mortician pretended to be blank and shook his head and said: "The ones who fish for the vulva are the most taboo to disturb the sleeping of the dead. I didn't know what was in this coffin beforehand. If Taoist Jin'an hadn't opened the coffin today, I'm afraid I would never have known what was in these coffins. There are so many female corpses in wedding gowns, maybe they are the pitiful funeral objects of the owner of the tomb?"

Jin An glanced at the mortician with a half-smile, and said, "There seems to be something in what the mortician said, as if he was saying that I shouldn't disturb the sleeping of the dead, that I'm too wicked?"

Mortician: "?"

Jin An: "Haha, just kidding, just kidding, corpse stitcher, don't look too serious and serious."

Who is kidding you!
Don't go too far!
The mortician roared silently in his heart!

Suddenly, I regretted why I had to get involved with Jin An in such a way, why didn't I realize that the brain circuit of this young Taoist priest is completely different from that of a normal person.

Seeing that the mortician was silent, Jin An raised his finger to the Empress Temple in front of him: "You don't know about those female corpses, so you can't still say you don't know about this Empress Temple?"

The previous questions were all foreshadowing this sentence, and the matter of the Empress Temple is what Jin An is most concerned about.

The mortician replied with an abnormal expression on his face: "The owner of this tomb is also a poor person. After his death, he will be dug up and exhumed, and he will not be able to rest in peace. The ancestors accidentally discovered this stolen tomb. Tomb, out of sympathy for the owner of the tomb, a Niangniang Temple was built in the ancient tomb, hoping that the soul of the owner of the tomb can rest in peace and not anger the nearby villages."

The mortician's explanation was far-fetched, Jin An just laughed it off, and continued to ask without getting to the bottom of it.

I don't know if it's because the ancient tomb itself is dark, or because the Niangniang Temple Fair absorbs the firelight. When people stand outside the Niangniang Temple, the light from the torches can't shine into the Niangniang Temple.

Just when Jin An took a step, intending to enter the Niangniang Temple to check the specific situation, suddenly, the mortician who stood behind seemed to have discovered something, and let out a surprise in his mouth.

As expected, the attention of Jin An and the old Taoist priest was distracted by him.

The mortician touched the back of his neck with his hand, and looked up in surprise: "There seems to be something on it, some liquid dripped onto my neck just now."

The mortician held up a high torch to shine above his head, and the blood coffin suspended by iron chains happened to be right above his head.

As if thinking of something, he was surprised and spread out the palm that was touching his neck just now. There was a very viscous red liquid in his hand, which at first glance looked like blood dripping from a coffin.

tick-

tick-

The hanging coffin was still dripping bloody liquid.

No one who can make a living in the Yinmen is timid. The mortician put the bloody palm in front of his nose and smelled it, and said in surprise: "This is not corpse blood, the bloody corpse without corpse blood." The smell, it seems to be some kind of sealing wax used to seal the coffin to keep the coffin airtight and completely isolated from the outside world."

Then he analyzed and said: "It should be that I held a torch and stood under the hanging coffin just now. The sealing wax was baked by the flame and melted."

As if to verify the words of the mortician, there was a sudden shock in the air, and the iron chain rattled, breaking the peace that had always been.

"Shouldn't there be a murderous corpse in the hanging space? Even tomb robbers who never leave the sky dare not open the coffin to touch something. Even they must feel that they can't deal with big guys!" The old Taoist was surprised.

The blood-colored sealing wax that sealed the coffin was pouring like water at this moment, melting quickly. Even though the mortician had moved away, the melting was still accelerating, and a large pool of wax liquid had already dripped on the ground.

As the sealing wax melted more and more, when the hanging coffin came into contact with the air, boom, there was a violent vibration in the hanging coffin, as if the crow's mouth of the old Taoist priest had come to fruition, and the murderous corpse inside woke up.

As the hanging coffin shook more and more violently, the rusty iron chains that had withstood countless years of erosion broke one after another.

"Run!" The mortician turned his head and ran, taking his dog sons with him towards the outside of the mausoleum.

Jin An and the old Taoist stood in place, curiously looking at the hanging coffin above their heads.

Boom!

All the iron chains at the end of the hanging coffin broke, and the end of the hanging coffin, which had lost its support, hit the ground heavily, punching a big hole in the ground.

Unexpectedly, there are hidden mysteries in this mausoleum, and there is a hidden tomb under the hanging coffin.

The old Taoist carefully squatted down to the entrance of the cave, and stretched out a torch to illuminate the cave. The next moment, his complexion changed drastically and he shouted: "Little brother, come and see, there seems to be a female corpse under here!"

Jin An held a torch in his hand and came to the edge of the cave. The cave has a drop of several feet. This is a very typical shaft burial, but it is not the trumpet urn, which is wide at the bottom and narrow at the top, but a place to disperse the yin, which is wide at the top and narrow at the bottom. .

A whole body was tightly bound by sutra cloth. Judging from the figure, it should be a female corpse, hanging in the shaft burial with its head, feet and feet like a cicada pupa.

To be more precise, the scripture cloth wrapped around the female corpse is not an ordinary scripture cloth, but a golden scripture cloth filled with Buddhist scriptures. Jin'an's eyesight is far better than that of ordinary people, and he can see far away even in a dim environment.

Jin An told the old Taoist priest to be careful about his surroundings, and then he jumped into the shaft with a torch.

As soon as Jin'an landed, the old Taoist priest who stayed above couldn't wait to ask what was going on underneath. Soon Jin'an replied, saying that the land of scattered yin, the shroud of Buddhist scriptures, and the layout of the head and feet here seemed to be refining The female corpse, extract the corpse oil in the female corpse, because there is a sea bowl under the corpse, and half a bowl of corpse oil has been accumulated in the sea bowl.

The old Taoist was surprised when he heard this: "Isn't this exactly the same method as the corpse we dug up in the coffin shop!"

"En." Jin An's reply came from the bottom of the shaft.

Needless to say too much, both of them guessed that this mausoleum must be related to Bulao Mountain again.

Speaking of Bulao Mountain, Jin An couldn't help but look at the Buddhist scriptures covering the corpse a few more times, his eyes thoughtful.

"Be careful, little brother!" The old Taoist priest suddenly reminded him from above his head.

Jin An looked up, and then turned sideways to the corner of the wall. It turned out that the wax dripped on the ground, dripped down the cave into the shaft burial, and half of it fell on the shroud of Buddhist scriptures.

Both the Buddhist scriptures and the shroud melted, and the four straps that hung the female corpse were all broken, with scorched marks appearing on the fracture.

boom!
The female corpse fell to the ground and overturned the Shanghai bowl on the ground. The wax liquid was still flowing into the shaft pit, pouring over the female corpse's face, and finally the female corpse's face could be seen.

Just when Jin An was about to take a closer look at the appearance of the female corpse, an old Taoist exclaimed suddenly from above. Jin An had no time to check the front face of the female corpse, and jumped back to the ground with the female corpse on his shoulders.

"What's wrong with the old Taoist?" Upon returning to the ground, Jin An looked at the old Taoist with concern.

The old Taoist priest, holding a handful of corpse talismans in his left hand and a handful of glutinous rice in his right, said nervously, "The hanging coffin that had stopped before suddenly heard a loud shock, which scared the old Taoist. The murderous corpse in the coffin is about to be tricked out."

As soon as the old Taoist finished speaking, he noticed the female corpse carried out of the shaft pit by Jin An. He frowned and said in surprise: "It is said that two tigers cannot fit in one mountain, so the murderous corpse in the hanging coffin must be aimed at this corpse, right? The one in the hanging coffin is also a Female corpse?"

The old Taoist was shocked: "My good fellow, we really bravely broke into the lair of the female corpse today!"

Jin An lowered the female corpse from his shoulders and found that the face and the whole body of the female corpse were covered in blood, and the original appearance could not be distinguished.

Boom!
The hanging coffin next to him shook again.

This time all the iron chains broke, and finally hit the ground with a bang.

……

……

The mortician took his dog sons and ran all the way out of the mausoleum, as if fleeing for their lives. When he was about to escape from the mausoleum, he was blocked by a person at the exit.

"Jin, Daoist Jin'an, why is it you!" The mortician was taken aback.

"Aren't you in the Hades behind me... How did you get ahead of me? Is there any other shortcut in this mausoleum?"

The mortician was puzzled, his eyes flickering at the Taoist priest in front of him.

"I didn't go anywhere, I was standing here from the beginning." Jin An replied with a half-smile.

The mortician turned pale with shock, and said in a panic, "What, what do you mean! If you have been here, Daoist Jin'an, who was the Daoist Jin'an who went to the grave with me just now?"

Jin An laughed: "It's me too."

The mortician's face darkened: "Are you a human or a ghost!"

Jin An sneered: "If there is a ghost in the heart, everything is a ghost. If the heart is innocent and open-minded, there is no ghost in the heart! Mortal seamstress, you left in such a panic, is it because you are afraid that we will discover the secret of the corpse village?"

"How could you know this..." The mortician stopped in the middle of his words, knowing that he couldn't hide it anymore, he directed a few sons to bite at Jin'an.

He turned around and ran towards the depths of the mausoleum behind him.

"Sure enough, a father is kind and his son is filial." Jin An sneered at the mortician who turned around and ran away, but let his sons die. into ashes.

The mortician felt the astonishing heat wave behind him. When he looked back, he happened to see his sons who couldn't even block a move and were burned to death by Jin'an's mouth on the spot. His eyes were terrified, and he understood that this time He hit the iron plate, and the only way to survive is to fight hard with Jin An.

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Mausoleum Hades.

"Today, I'd like to see what's playing tricks here." It's said that a high-level artist is bold, and Jin An directly opened the coffin with a stern expression.

Boom!
The coffin lid slammed heavily on the ground, and just as the blood coffin was opened, the effusion inside overflowed, and in an instant, the stench of blood spread rapidly in the Hades.

Those effusions were blood that filled a coffin.

It is temporarily unclear whether it is human blood or the blood of slaughtered animals.

A skinless blood corpse lay in the bloody fluid. Holes were all over the body of the blood corpse, disgusting like a lotus seedpod. There were dense holes all over the cheeks, arms, thighs, abdomen, and chest cavity.

Even the old Taoist priest couldn't stand this kind of lotus corpse. His scalp was numb and retched. When the coffin was opened and exposed to the air, the blood corpse seemed to be recovering. The holes and wounds on the body surface wriggled. Break out of the body.

Those thousand-footed dragon centipedes were fat and big from the blood, their shells were shiny and bloody, and hundreds of thousands broke out. Only ghosts know how so many thousand-footed dragon centipedes were raised in a blood corpse.

"His grandma's, it's so disgusting!" Seeing the dense centipedes coming out of the lotus wounds on his cheeks, chest cavity, neck, stomach, and thighs, the old Taoist was so shocked that his scalp exploded.

"This is a blood gu corpse! The corpse gu woke up from a deep sleep after smelling the human scent in the air!" the old Taoist reminded Jin An.

Just at this moment, the sound of footsteps came from the corridor of the Nether Palace, and it was the Nine-turn Chongyang Holy Embryo who walked in from the outside carrying a severely burned body and dying of serious injuries.

Seeing the other Jin An that appeared, the old Taoist was stunned: "Old Taoist, I knew this mortician couldn't compete with you, little brother. If you talk about chicken thieves, little brother will be the second, and the number one hasn't been born yet."

The dying mortician, seeing the opened blood coffin, expressed despair: "You really opened the blood coffin! It's over, we are going to die here this time!"

"However, it's okay, if you are buried with me, my death will not be in vain this time, I will let you give me my sons and sons to be buried with me!" The mortician cursed viciously, cursing Jin An for a bad death.

But what happened next was a surprising scene. Those thousand-legged dragon centipede corpses did not rush towards Jin'an and the old Taoist priest. Instead, they rushed to the ground like a red tide and were soaked in the blood of the coffin. female corpse.

The mortician exclaimed: "How did you find the crazy woman who was buried alive by us back then!"

This is really surprising.

The poor woman who was trafficked and sold to the corpse village and was beaten by her alcoholic husband every day was not buried alive in the woods outside the village, but buried alive in this dark mausoleum shaft pit.

"Little brother, stop those corpses quickly, don't let these corpses find a new host!" The old Taoist reminded loudly.

In fact, there is no need for the old Taoist to remind, Jin'an, the holy fetus of the Nine-turn Chongyang Festival, has already approached with strides, and opened his mouth to spew out the Nine-Nine Chongyang Fire.

Six is ​​Yin.

Nine is Yang.

The two nine phases are the fire calendar.

Means big fire.

A thousand-legged dragon centipede and blood coffin were burnt to ashes by the overwhelming fire, and there was not even a residue left.

Avenue induction!

One thousand virtues!
One thousand virtues!
……

In a short period of time, he gained tens of thousands of Yinde.

Puff, once the crisis of corpse voodoo was eliminated, the mortician was ruthlessly thrown to the ground, and the nine-turn Chongyang holy fetus turned into a red pill and flew back to Jin'an's hands.

The mortician was stunned to see a centipede who thought he could kill and avenge himself and his sons so easily burned to death!Boundless chill and fear welled up in his heart, this fear surpassed the burn pain, his eyes were terrified, and his mouth unconsciously repeated "how is it possible" and "how is it possible"...

The successive loud movements in the Hades disturbed a certain sleeping existence in the Hades. There was a crisp sound of iron chains dragging on the ground from the Hades, and the sound came from the Empress Temple.

Under the light of the dancing torches, a ten-year-old girl with iron chains on her feet and a blood-stained headless puppet in her arms walked out of the Niangniang Temple and stood at the door staring at several living things. people.

The little girl's face was calm, her eyes were numb and cold, without human emotion.

Standing behind the little girl was another vaguely visible adult figure.

In the end, the little girl and the blurry figure standing behind her all stared at the mortician, their cold eyes were emotionless, as if they were looking at someone who was about to die.

"Corpse empress!"

The mortician screamed, his eyes were desperate, and he didn't know what he was afraid of in despair.

Even the old Taoist was so frightened that he hid behind Jin An nervously: "Mother, why is it a female corpse again! This time, a more terrible corpse-clothed lady came!"

(End of this chapter)