Qi Tiezui's words shocked Zhang Qishan and Zhang Rishan.

They knew how magical Qi Tiezui's "Eight Calculations of Qimen" was, but at this moment, Master Ba actually said that he was not as good as Uncle Jian?

How strong was Uncle Jian's deduction technique? Didn't Master Lin say that he was a god?

Unexpectedly, even Uncle Jian, who followed him, was so amazing!

The two of them were more certain of Lin Muye's identity as a disciple of the "Shangxianmen".

Uncle Jian heard Qi Tiezui's flattery and said calmly, "The deduction technique is just a minor skill."

Qi Tiezui was bitter when he heard it, and he was complaining in his heart. The minor skill you mentioned is more powerful than my decades of immersion in this skill. How can people live?

Zhang Qishan saw Qi Tiezui's embarrassment and said, "This is not a place to talk. Take the whistle coffin back first. After opening the coffin, we will see the situation."

Zhang Rishan has followed Zhang Qishan for many years and they have a tacit understanding.

He knew what Zhang Qishan meant with just a glance, let alone a word.

So he saluted and said, "Yes, Master Buddha!"

...

Zhang Mansion, side hall.

Lin Muye, Zhang Qishan and others carefully looked at the whistle coffin in the house.

Zhang Qishan saw that Lin Muye had no expression on his face and obviously didn't want to take action. He was helpless and ordered his men to prepare all the tools.

The so-called tool is a three-foot pipa scissors set on this whistle coffin. There is a ring on each of the two handles of the scissors, and a thick rope is tied in the ring. The other end of the rope is tied to two fast horses.

The blade of the scissors is just facing the circular mechanism on the whistle coffin.

Qi Tiezui saw this and naturally knew what the Buddha was planning. He was a little bit unconvinced, so he stood up and left, saying that he was going to get some fresh air.

Zhang Qishan knew that Qi Tiezui was timid and kind, so he did not stop him, and instead focused all his attention on the whistle coffin.

After some investigation, Zhang Qishan finally found the mechanism at the head of the coffin, and rotated it clockwise.

"Click--"

The circular mechanism on the lid of the whistle coffin opened, revealing a circular hole, which was as thick as an adult's arm.

Zhang Qishan saw this and wanted to step forward, but was stopped by Zhang Rishan.

"Buddha, let your men try first!"

After speaking, he waved his hand, and two soldiers with naked upper bodies walked in.

The two soldiers looked at each other, nodded, saluted Zhang Qishan, then drank a mouthful of courage wine, and then sprayed the wine on the blade of the scissors.

Then, with a determined look on his face, one of the soldiers walked to the whistle coffin and put his hand into the hole.

At first, everything was calm.

But a moment later, the soldier's face changed drastically and he shouted: "Hit the horse, there are zongzi! Save me!"

Zhang Rishan's face changed when he heard it, and he pulled out the pistol from his waist and fired a shot at the outside of the yard.

"Bang——"

The horses in the yard were frightened and ran away instantly, pulling the rope, and the rope tightened quickly.

With a "click", the three-foot pipa scissors closed, and a blood sword sprayed out. Half of the soldier's arm was broken and split into two by the pipa scissors.

Zhang Rishan's face was solemn, and he said: "Take him down for treatment quickly."

When the people next to him heard it, they quickly felt as if they had been pardoned, and hurriedly took the soldier with the broken arm down.

Zhang Qishan frowned, this situation was the worst.

Seeing this, Hua Ling felt a little sorry and whispered: "Brother Lin, why did they do this?"

Lin Muye glanced at the hole in the coffin lid covered with blood and said lightly: "If you want to open the whistle coffin intact, this is the only way."

After saying this, Lin Muye seemed to think of something and continued: "This whistle coffin is actually a deal between the coffin owner and the tomb robbers."

Hua Ling was confused and asked hurriedly: "What deal? The coffin owner has been dead for a long time, how can he make a deal with the tomb robbers?"

Lin Muye spoke again: "In fact, the ancients were very rule-abiding. If it is a whistle coffin, it means that the coffin owner abides by the rules."

"In fact, it stands to reason, For any coffin, the owner of the coffin certainly does not want to be visited by tomb robbers, but it is undeniable that some tomb robbers with great means can find coffins, and ordinary anti-theft methods cannot stop them at all. "

"So the ancients designed the whistle coffin, leaving a hole in the coffin body. If any tomb robber finds the whistle coffin and does not want all the things in the coffin to be destroyed by the mechanism, then he can only reach in through this hole to explore the burial objects. "

"Skilled tomb robbers can get the treasures in the coffin through the hole even if they do not open the coffin lid. This is tacitly approved by the owner of the whistle coffin. After all, the thief will not leave empty-handed, and the coffin owner is also afraid that the tomb robber will return empty-handed and will destroy the coffin with external force,Destroy your own body."

"But if the means are not good enough and you rashly reach out, you must leave one hand in the coffin as compensation or price for stealing the coffin owner's tomb. After all, it is your own fault and you cannot blame others. And tomb robbers are not allowed to destroy the whistle coffin."

"This is a deal! It is also a rule."

After listening to Lin Muye's words, Hua Ling felt that she had learned something new. She looked at her elder brother Lin with admiration and said, "But why did he cut off his arm?"

Lin Muye was a little helpless. Is this girl's head filled with wood?

So he said, "When I cut off my arm, I was saving my life."

Afraid that she still didn't understand, Lin Muye said again: "There are poisonous arrows in the coffin. If you don't cut off your arm, you will die if you lose too much blood or the poison enters your internal organs."

"And the method of cutting off the arm with a pipa is said to have been passed down from Zhang Yancheng of the Zhang family. "

The Hua Ling finally understood this time, nodded her head and smiled.

But Zhang Qishan and Zhang Rishan were shocked at this time.

The Zhang family knew everything about the whistle coffin, but Lin Muye also knew a lot about it, and he also revealed the origin of this arrangement, which shows that he is knowledgeable.

Zhang Qishan immediately clasped his fists and said, "Mr. Lin is right, but if there are zongzi in this coffin, it will be the worst case for the whistle coffin. Generally, my Zhang family will not help with such a coffin. I wonder if Mr. Lin has any solution?"

Lin Muye glanced at Zhang Qishan and said lightly, "Of course, Uncle Jian, please help. Just a talisman will do."

Uncle Jian, who had been standing behind Lin Muye without saying a word, stepped forward at this time, looked at the whistle coffin with contempt, and said, "Little zombie, it's nothing. "

After saying this, Uncle Jian walked slowly to the joint of the whistle coffin. A talisman suddenly appeared in Uncle Jian's right hand. Uncle Jian stood in a horse stance, holding the talisman with his sword finger. He stretched out his hand and pointed, and the talisman flew out and stuck on the head of the coffin.

Uncle Jian took a step forward and walked to the head of the coffin. He tapped the air with his sword finger. He actually used his finger as a pen and his own magic power as ink to write in the air.

Because magic power is something that cannot be seen clearly, no one knows what Uncle Jian wrote.

But when Uncle Jian finished writing, he shouted "Go".

This talisman actually flashed golden light out of thin air, and on the talisman, a mysterious rune automatically appeared, which read: Order the general to come here and kill!

Corpse-suppressing talisman!

Lin Muye could see that this was the corpse-suppressing talisman, but this corpse-suppressing talisman had an additional word "kill" compared to the corpse-suppressing talisman drawn by Uncle Jiu. I don't know what the difference is.

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