Snake Tangled Three Dreams

Chapter 63
"Wh...what's dark and what coffin?" His voice was already deep, and the nouns he said were a bit unfamiliar.

"The blood coffin of the Yin locust tree." Liu Wangzhi repeated it without a tone, twisting his fingers and twisting his fingertips, "It is a coffin bottle made of Yin locust tree, and the blood of livestock was used for sacrifices. Look at the coffin on the wall of the coffin." The color, this coffin is probably directly soaked in blood."

"You mean the shady pagoda tree?" I've heard of it before, "Isn't it just the pagoda tree planted in the shade, cut down and made into wood?"

Locust tree is yin in nature, if it is planted in a shady place without sunlight all the year round, it will absorb the yin energy from the ground and the surrounding area, and become a thing that gathers yin.

When I was watching things with my mother-in-law before, I saw a family who didn’t know the way to plant an old locust tree behind the house. Because the back of the house happened to be in the back of the sun, that locust tree was cultivated The Yin locust tree also attracted the wild souls nearby, making the whole family uneasy.

Later, the mother-in-law showed them the matter and asked them to burn some paper money to say hello to the wild soul attached to the tree, and then asked someone to cut down the old pagoda tree behind the house. solve.

Ordinary locust wood has unique properties. Professional coffin craftsmen will not use this kind of wood to make coffins. I don’t know what the person who built this dark red coffin was thinking. They actually used such a dark wood to build it This wooden coffin also specially made some strange sacrifices.

The blood coffin just sounds very evil. No wonder the Wu family village is full of mist, and even the people in the village are weird. There must be some secrets hidden in it that outsiders don't know.

"En." Liu Wangzhi paced to the other side of the coffin, his eyes fell on the pattern of the coffin, "The Yinhuai blood coffin is an ancient ritual utensil. It is called Zhumanshahua or Mandala, but the most common name among them is Bianhuahua."

"It is said that this plant can guide people across the Styx River, and let the dead souls know their way back. Some people say that as long as they swallow it, they can remind people of the forgotten memories of their previous lives." Liu Wangzhiyue continued, eyes shining The more indifferent, the breathtaking white jade face showed no expression at all, it was as cold as a layer of frost, "However, it's just a legend."

I stood opposite him, separated by this strange blood coffin, even so, I also noticed the overly gloomy expression on his face.

It is probably impossible to ask at such a time, I pursed my lips, and deliberately brought the topic back to the wooden coffin in front of me: "You just said that this coffin is used for religious rituals, so what kind of religious ritual is it used for? Why? Do you have to use animal blood for sacrifices?"

Liu Wangzhi stood quietly beside the coffin, the afterglow of the white lantern outside fell on the coffin, half of his body was hidden in the darkness, half of his face was illuminated by the sparse candlelight, his voice was a bit cold: "Yin Huai is doing The coffin gathers yin and gathers evil spirits, and sacrifices the blood of living creatures to attract wandering souls from all directions. The coffin is carved with Zhuman Shahua, which also means "extradition". In the mortal world, do not enter reincarnation."

After hearing this, I was very surprised, this thing is obviously a thing for attracting ghosts!

"God... this coffin is too evil." I always felt that the coffin was a bit chilly, and now I felt that the whole mourning hall was weird, so I quickly walked around to Liu Wangzhi's side and wrapped the knitted long sleeves tightly around my body, " Hey, tell me, do people in the village know what happened to this coffin? How did you put this kind of thing in the clan ancestral hall openly?"

The reason why the Wu family village is called this is probably because everyone in the village is surnamed Wu, and their ancestors all came from the same family, so a public ancestral hall was built to enshrine their common ancestors.

Liu Wangzhi didn't answer this question, and without moving his eyes, he asked me quietly: "Don't you think this village is too quiet?"

"Yeah, since we came here, we haven't even heard a dog barking, let alone a human voice. Look at our Linxiu Village. It's not a lively day on a normal day. Unlike here, it's not even popular. None."

After I finished speaking casually, I accidentally saw Liu Huangzhi holding up the hand that touched the coffin. Suddenly, I thought of something, took out a pack of facial tissues from my pocket, took out one in my hand, and pulled his hand that was nowhere to be placed. With his right hand, he gently wiped his fingertips as if nothing had happened, "By the way, isn't this mourning hall still holding funerals? How come you haven't seen half of the family members?"

Liu Wangzhi's fingers were pinched by me, he couldn't help being startled, then turned his face slightly to look at me, his brows were frowned: "This coffin is not empty, the deceased should be inside. If so, I think Zhaizi The people here, perhaps understand a little bit about the blood coffin."

"As for the family members." He withdrew his hand expressionlessly and no longer looked at me. "It should be in accordance with the rules to avoid blood coffins at home."

"I don't understand what you said..." I was still thinking about what he said, but I saw that he put the coffin lid back on with the hand I just wiped, and his knuckles were tense. The strength is slightly white.

I sensed his intentions, my pupils tightened suddenly, and I quickly opened my mouth: "Hey! Liu Wangzhi, don't...!"

Before he could finish his dissuading words, Liu Juanzhi's slender fingers had already clasped the edge of the coffin lid, and with a slight upward force, he directly lifted the thick blood coffin lid upwards by most of it!
"Meow--!"

The moment the lid of the blood coffin was lifted, a shrill meow sounded outside the mourning hall, and a sudden gust of cold wind swept through the dark room, causing the candles in the lantern to dance in shock.

"Ahh!" I was frightened by Liu Wangzhi's unexpected action and my heart beat faster. The sudden meowing stimulated my nerves even more. The blood coffin turned his face at the same time, and followed the sound to look outside the door of the mourning hall.

Under the dim light, a stray cat jumped out of nowhere and jumped onto the courtyard wall, and disappeared in the dense fog in the blink of an eye. The white lantern hanging under the eaves beside it was still swaying in the wind.

"It's a cat... It scared me." I patted my chest to stabilize my mind, and turned my head to look back, only to see that Liu Wangzhi ignored me at all.

He supported the lid of the blood coffin with one hand, his eyes fell on the inside of the coffin, and his brows were knitted into a knot.

I stood just a few steps behind him, and from this distance, I could still smell the bloody smell wafting from the coffin.

With great difficulty, she walked up to him, lowered her head and took a hasty look inside, only to see an old lady in a black shroud, with a pair of dull and old eyes open, with her hands folded on her stomach, looking upright. Lying in this blood coffin.

(End of this chapter)