the last priest

Cha Wenbin was holding a wooden stick that looked like firewood. Those who didn’t know would think it was a broken piece of wood, but Chaozi could tell at a glance that the material of the stick was extraordinary. Waiting for the golden nanmu!

This guy actually buckled such a piece from the coffin board, and now the piece of wood is considered incomplete.You know, at that time, the golden nanmu could be sold as gold, not to mention the things that contain history and culture, just the lacquer painting, if you get it in the antique market, it will be a sky-high price!

But in Cha Wenbin's eyes, this is just a prop he needs.

In one's life, when one is alive, the time spent with the bed is the longest.Therefore, you can buy nothing at home, except for a good bed.After a person dies, being buried in the ground is accompanied by darkness and mud, and maybe they need to sleep in that coffin for centuries, so this thing is the object that accompanies people for the longest time.

Anything that stays with people for a long time will be stained with smell.For example, clothes, such as bed sheets, you only need to sniff to know who the smell on the clothes belongs to.This is the living, but so is the dead.

The living have the breath of the living, and the dead naturally have the smell of the dead.Naturally, the coffin boards are indispensable for the breath left by the day and night companionship for thousands of years.Cha Wenbin naturally doesn't have such a superb sense of smell, and he doesn't need that sense of smell. He naturally has a Taoist way to deal with it.

In ancient times, to kill a person, you only need to get the things he usually uses, even if they are thousands of miles away, you can make that person sick again and again, and finally die. This is the real killing without form.

Sorcery also comes from the mysterious natural law, and most of its principles are the same as the incomparably righteous Taoism of Taoism.After thousands of years of evolution, the witchcraft of the ancient Qiang people has been absorbed by different people. It contains the way of changing the world, and has also created various methods that are inconceivable in the eyes of ordinary people.

However, sometimes, magic can also be used to do some righteous things.

Cha Wenbin took that wooden stick, and under Chaozi's reckless eyes, he decisively stuck it into the raging fire.

There is no need for an altar or incense paper. People will always remember the direction of home, even if it is the trace of breath left behind thousands of years after death, they will still not forget it.Home is the ultimate belonging of everyone, and the emperor is no exception!

"It's best not to make a sound." Cha Wenbin said, and when the wooden stick was completely burned, he blew out the front part of the flame with one breath, and in an instant, thick smoke billowed from the wooden stick The front section popped out.

Everyone stared at this legendary Taoist priest who was very capable, but they saw him sitting cross-legged on the edge of the cliff holding the wooden stick and looking into the distance.The edge of the cliff has always been a place with strong winds. The mountain wind blows the flames on the ground dancing wantonly, and the smoke curls up and slowly dissipates in the air.

Concentrating on his thoughts, Zha Wenbin no longer looked at the cliff, nor at the wooden stick, and when his left eyebrow raised slightly, he said in his mouth: "Hunyuan breathes into the abyss with one breath, The soul gathers and goes back to the vastness; the universe shakes and turns upside down, and the real one will send you for a while!"

Immediately, holding a paper talisman in his right hand, he sprinkled it in the sky, and it ignited spontaneously without seeing an open flame, and slowly floated into the endless abyss and valley.

Then, as if the mountain wind had tightened its pockets, it stopped instantly. Even the birds that had been singing the most in the forest didn't know why they gave up at the same time. down.

Strange things also began to happen. The sun, which was supposed to be setting in an hour, seemed to be setting early, and the surrounding sky began to become a little dark. In fact, some thick clouds came from nowhere and covered the already beautiful scenery. It's the rays of the setting sun.

That world is always out of touch with the day, and the night is their favorite.

The smoke burned by the golden nanmu has a very special smell, which is neither fragrant nor smelly, but simple and unsophisticated, and it is the kind of legend that has been passed down through the years to tell the world.

Cha Wenbin opened his eyes, and the smoke was still lingering in front of him. They seemed to be looking for something, but they piled up more and more, neither drifting nor dispersing.

The ancient witchcraft was slowly read from Cha Wenbin's mouth. The unknown words and incomprehensible rhythm made the smoke extraordinarily excited, and it kept rolling wantonly in front of him.

Home is where you should go, although, this home is your grave!

Suddenly, the smoke seemed to have found its direction, sank down suddenly, and drifted towards the bottom of the valley.There was no wind, which was an unnatural phenomenon, and the smoke went down.Looking at the people, they were amazed, this Zha Taoist is really different from ordinary people.

There was a pig butcher who had visited the General Temple in person, and said with admiration, "That black dog he raised is the reincarnation of the Roaring Dog, and he is a god in the first place."

To Cha Wenbin's surprise, the smoke didn't seem to reach the bottom of the cliff, but in the middle of the cliff, at a height of about 50 meters, it lingered non-stop, and then disappeared.

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth: it turned out to be a hanging coffin tomb!

This is a rare hanging coffin tomb in the south of the Yangtze River. This type of burial is common among ethnic minorities in the Southwest.One is that there are many limestone geological structures, which belong to karst landform, and the rocks are easily eroded into caves for holding coffins. Two, people in the Central Plains pay more attention to burial, and they will not expose coffins to the air.This was beyond Zha Wenbin's expectations. Originally, he thought that there was a large tomb at the bottom of the valley.

He told Chaozi about this discovery, and Chaozi had seen this kind of thing, so several people immediately started to set up the scene, and if they wanted to find out what happened, they had to go down to the tomb and find the Allah.

The texture of the granite is not so hard, but the climbing rope can only be tied to those big trees. Chaozi asked while putting on the rope, "Do you think that Afa cripple can also be in that cave?"

"How come, he doesn't have wings!" A pig butcher looked at Chaozi like an idiot, is there any need to ask?With such natural conditions, how could a person with poor legs and feet get down.

Zha Wenbin has no idea. According to common sense, the possibility of Ah Fa being in the hanging coffin tomb is almost zero. Although the first purpose of going up the mountain is to find someone, and the second is to get rid of the pair of evil masters, but the clue seems to be here. It's all broken here, so I have to go and see the couple first.

Chaozi was naturally the first one to go down. In fact, except for the four of them, the rest of the people were all left on top.Everyone knows how dangerous it is to slide down 50 meters and find another tomb.Afa said he was from the village, but no one wanted to risk his life for it.Cha Wenbin naturally understood in his heart, so he asked other people to watch the ropes on the top.

Because the cliff is almost vertical, the entrance of the cave cannot be seen from the viewing surface.

When Chao Zi slid down to the approximate position, his eyes lit up, and a dark hole really appeared, the size of which was not much different from a door, and there were sporadic weeds and rocks growing at the door.Chaozi grabbed the rope, then swung back and forth, and his body went in like this.

After confirming their safety, the other three people also descended to the mountainside one after another, and squeezed together on a platform about one square meter in size. The feeling was not ordinary.

Zha Wenbin looked inside, it was pitch black, and just about to poke his head in, there was a sudden "thumping" roar inside, Chaozi immediately shouted: "Be careful, squat down!" Pressing Cha Wenbin's head and squatting down, a group of black things rushed out of it, which turned out to be a group of bats.

Look at the panic of these four people, if it wasn't for Chaozi's cleverness and being rushed by these things, people would easily lose their balance and fall into the valley.

"It looks like it's a treasure land." Cha Wenbin said, "The Hanging Coffin Tomb is also called the House of Immortals. In ancient times, people believed that immortals lived in the clouds and vacated in the sky. This place fits the meaning In addition, there are bats inside. Bats have been regarded as auspicious symbols since ancient times. Bats are the same as the gospel. It seems that we have to go in and take a good look.”

As they spoke, they turned on the flashlights, and Da Shan held the paper figurine, a little twisted, and walked last.Just as Zha Wenbin was about to step on his feet, Zhuo Xiong touched his chin and said, "Wait, someone has already been here."

Zha Wenbin didn't understand what he meant, Zhuo Xiong raised the spotlight to illuminate the thick layer of bat guano on the ground, and a string of human shoe prints were clearly visible.

This is a picture that makes them feel a little scared: "The toes are facing outside, this guy seems to have come out of it!"