Supernatural: Exorcising ghosts violently, I scared the school girl into a daze

On the development site.

“Zhang Yuan, the coffin is in the shed in front.”

Yu Weihong pointed to a simple shed made of iron plates in front of him.

Zhang Dao nodded.

Before coming, he was not sure if Yu Weihong had hit a ghost, but seeing the greenhouse, he could be 100% sure that Yu Weihong had hit a ghost.

Through its binocular celestial eye.

Ahead.

The simple shed was wrapped in a yin qi that oozed people’s hair.

In the eyes of others, it may be a greenhouse, but in the eyes of Zhang Yuan, it is a ghost den.

Followed by.

Yu Weihong took Zhang Wei and the others to open the door of the greenhouse.

The inside of the greenhouse is empty.

Only a coffin lay there.

Zhang Wei saw the coffin as soon as they entered.

It was a coffin stained with soil, perhaps buried in the soil for a while, the coffin was blackened, and the whole body looked black, except that it looked no different from ordinary coffins.

“This is the coffin that was dug up.”

Yu Weihong spoke, scratching his head embarrassedly.

“I dug up the coffin for the first time, I didn’t know how to deal with it, and I was afraid that after digging it out, the coffin would be bad for the rain, so I vacated a shed for storing building materials, and put the coffin here, it should be fine.”

Zhang Wei shook his head: “Uncle Yu, it’s right for you not to let the coffin blow in the wind and rain, this is the right thing to do.” ”

In words.

His gaze never left the coffin, looking carefully.

“Huh? This is…”

Reaching out to wipe the dirt on the coffin.

On the coffin, black lines are drawn, black lines one by one, horizontal and vertical, neatly and uniformly, painting the entire pitch-black coffin.

The black lines were similar to the black color of the coffin, and if Zhang Wei hadn’t looked closer, he really wouldn’t have found these black lines.

“Brother Fear, what are the black lines of these coffins?”

Li Junfei noticed the black lines that Zhang was wiping on those coffins.

He was surprised.

Before he came to the northeast, he was curious about the information of searching for ‘coffin’ in Baidu Encyclopedia, there are all kinds of coffins, some of them will draw patterns on the coffin, but he has never heard of someone drawing checkerboard-like lattice lines on the coffin.

“This is an ink bucket line, and it’s not an ordinary ink bucket line, it’s an ink bucket line drawn by an ink bucket mixed with chicken blood.”

Zhang Wei continued to touch the coffin, and then reached out and knocked on the coffin.

Knock knock.

Fingers tapped the coffin, the sound was dull.

The words are spoken.

Brother Yu Weihong was stunned.

As real estate developers, they naturally know a lot about building houses, and ink pipes are a common tool in ancient times, commonly used for surveying and building houses.

They are confused about each other.

I don’t understand why the ink bucket is painted on the coffin, and it is mixed with chicken blood.

Right at this moment.

Zhang Wei’s voice came.

“What a hatred this is, actually using an iron coffin.”

Touching everyone’s eyes.

Zhang Wei did not hide it, and signaled the Yu Weihong brothers to knock carefully on the coffin.

The next moment.

The Yu Weihong brothers were stunned.

“This coffin is not made of wood, it is made of iron.”

“It’s true, the surface of the coffin is brushed with a layer of wood paint, it looks like wood, but it is actually a coffin made of iron.”

So much for the words.

The latter, Yu Weiming, looked strange: “This is the first time I have seen a coffin made of iron.”

Li Junfei looked over: “Is it bad to make a coffin out of iron?” ”

Brush together.

Everyone looked at Zhang Yuan.

At this time.

Zhang Dao had finished looking at the coffin, got up and slapped the coffin soil in his hand.

“Iron has been discovered by the common people since ancient times, but have you seen anyone who made coffins with iron in their homes.”

“The reason why wood is used as a coffin is because wood is a plant, which has the spirit of life, representing endless life, wood for life, corpse for death, and the cycle of life and death, and iron is different, that is not formed cumulatively, but a dead thing, not through yin and yang, people are buried inside after death, and even the soul cannot come out.”

“In other words, burying in an iron coffin is equivalent to locking up people’s souls inside.”

“Plus the ink bucket line.”

“I think Uncle Yu, you know, ink buckets are used for building surveying.”

Brother Yu Weihong nodded when he heard this.

Zhang continued.

“In fact, in addition to measurement, the ink bucket line also has a function, that is, it is mixed with chicken blood in the ink bucket line, so the drawn ink bucket line can play a certain suppressive role in evil things.”

Zhang Coffin touched it.

“The ink bucket seals the coffin, and the iron coffin is buried.”

“If you bury people by such a cruel method, if they are buried in a good feng shui cave, they will reverse feng shui and fierce luck, and they will simply make the whole family of the buried person die a bad death.”

Its sound is not loud, and it reaches everyone’s ears leisurely.

Everyone couldn’t help but tremble.

Yu Weihong and they were even more terrified, what a hatred this horse is.

“Nima, the one who buried him did so much to the one who did this, can he be guilty?”

Yu Weihong couldn’t help but burst out the Northeast dialect.

It was also at this time.

Li Junfei seemed to think of something, and asked Zhang Yuan curiously.

“Brother Fear, you said that being buried in a good feng shui cave means that the whole family must not die well, then if you are buried in a bad feng shui cave.”

Zhang Wei glanced at Li Junfei and spit out three words leisurely.

“Refining rice dumplings.”

“Zongzi?” Yu Weihong’s eyes widened: “Zhang Yuan, you mean… Corpse?! ”

Yu Weihong is in the real estate business, and he travels all year round and has a lot of knowledge.

He remembers.

In some provinces, locals use the term ‘zongzi’ for zombies.

And the iron coffin is weird, Yu Weihong is sure that the zongzi that Zhang Wei said is definitely not a rice dumpling to eat, but a zombie.

Sure enough.

Zhang Wei nodded.

“Yes, zombies, if a person does not die with a breath before death, he may become a zombie.”

“And I said, the iron coffin is a dead thing, the soul can’t get out, let alone gas, buried there and placed in a bad feng shui cave, it is easy to artificially create zombies.”

When Yu Weihong heard this, his heart jumped.

Can’t help it.

He patted his chest.

“Fortunately, my land is very good, there are rivers and roads, it is good feng shui, so my worker’s jumping off the building should have nothing to do with the coffin.”

The words just came out.

Zhang Wei spoke directly.

“Who said it doesn’t matter, Uncle Yu, the reason why you dug up the coffin by the workers must be that the workers didn’t find a grave here, and it is estimated that they didn’t find a tombstone.”

“Uh, Zhang Weihong, you mean…” Yu Weihong chuckled in his heart.

Seeing this, Zhang Wei smiled.

“A good feng shui cave, but if you don’t give a monument, the tomb is incomplete, and a good feng shui cave has to become bad.”

Dead.

Thriller.

Frightened.

Yu Weihong and they all subconsciously stayed away from the coffin, Li Junfei and Yu Xiaoqi had already been posted to the door, ready to leave at any time.

Joke.

If only according to what Zhang Ao said.

Then what is lying in the coffin now is not a dead person, but a zombie!

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