Actually, Lao Qin's coffin is a black coffin, and the coffin craftsman Lao Liang also made a black coffin.
The color of the coffin has its own meaning.
Red coffins are associated with joy, black coffins with suicide, early death, or a violent death!
As for the royal burial gold, ordinary people are buried in yellow coffins, white coffins are for unmarried women or men, and pink coffins are for premature infants.
The corpse demon is fierce, and the black coffin is the most normal.
Why would one use a happiness coffin?
A happiness coffin is a normal death, often used for elderly people who pass away in their sleep or during a peaceful death.
If a person has passed away peacefully, how can they become a ghost of evil?
I feel that my understanding of coffins has been overturned...
Or it could be that the person burying the corpse demon doesn't understand some things and uses coffins recklessly.
"Here is the periphery, standing here is harmless and you can also see the situation in the distance." Xiao Shili opened his mouth in a low voice.
His gaze fell on me, paused for a moment and then said, "It's better for Mr. Shenyin to wait here, if you see that everything is fine on our side, then come over. It's also a chance to gain some experience."
"I wonder if that black coffin is used by your master?"
I think the last sentence of Xiao Shili is the key to the topic.
I have great trust in Xiao Shili.
But now, I suddenly feel a sense of concern.
I'm afraid Xiao Shili is interested in Lao Qin's corpse.
If he is inspired by the moment and sees Lao Qin's body, he may also bring him into his bag.
"I need to go over there to confirm it. Master died suddenly, and there are many strange things about his body, so it's best not to open the coffin hastily."
I opened my mouth in a low voice.
Xiao Shili's expression showed deep thought.
Then, with a kind smile, he said, "Mr. Shenyin need not worry. While I have an interest in corpses, I would never break my word or take advantage of others. This journey is solely for the Corpse Demon, and your master's remains will most certainly not be disturbed."
Xiao Shili's words left me somewhat at a loss.
My small thoughts were not only exposed...
Not only were my thoughts uncovered... But also, because of Xiao Shili's generosity, I felt like I was treating a gentleman with small-mindedness.
"Long Brother, Master, I rely on the two of you."
Xiao Shili seemed to notice my discomfort, and he didn't say more to me. Instead, he spoke with Ling Daojun and He Changli.
Ling Daojun did not speak, but simply walked forward.
He Changli also maintained a calm demeanor, moving forward as well!
Xiao Shili walked behind the two.
In no time, they walked about 30 meters.
"Are you really at ease?"
Mangying felt a bit uneasy.
"Trust in people and don't doubt them. Don't trust those you don't know, as they may not be reliable. Xiao Shili is Master, and his words carry great significance. He has helped us before." I answered lowly.
Mangying nodded slightly and whispered softly, "Indeed."
Of course, our conversation was kept low, so the people in front wouldn't be able to hear us.
I didn't follow them because Xiao Shili dispelled my concerns.
Moreover, safety comes from caution.
The Corpse Demon has controlled the Eight Immortals, and Lao Qin's coffin is also nearby.
Perhaps, Lao Qin did not even have a chance to be buried and was directly brought here by the Eight Immortals while they were carrying the coffin up the mountain.
I rashly followed, but if I were to get caught up in something unexpected, my own safety would be at risk.
It's better to wait until they resolve the trouble before approaching.
As I was thinking, Xiao Shili and the others had already approached the bamboo cottage.
As I looked around, I noticed Ling Daojun slightly raising his arm and holding something in his hand.
It was too far to see clearly.
While He Changli... became particularly bizarre...
In the first place, He Changli was tall and thin, but at that moment, he appeared extremely bloated, as if he had completely changed into someone else.
The mist seemed to have thickened.
It kept spreading around the bamboo shed, unrelentingly!
It seemed to be trying to engulf He Changli, Ling Daojun, and Xiao Shili within it.
The red coffin was emitting a faint, eerie glow!
Even at this distance, it was still bright and eye-catching!
The next moment, something seemed to float up from the top of the red coffin.
The red light flared again.
The mist suddenly became extremely thick!
White mist!
The white mist surged, completely enveloping the bottom of the cliff.
I can no longer see the figures of Xiao Shili, Ling Daojun, or He Changli.
My face turned pale.
I stared at the red coffin with determination.
Yes, it was extremely bizarre.
Xiao Shili and the others had not fully approached the bamboo shed when they were swallowed by the white mist.
The dense white mist was so thick that it was as dark as night, but the red coffin seemed unaffected, still within my line of sight...
My heart was jumping even more violently.
This scene seemed to merge with the fragmented dreams I remembered...
Above the crimson coffin, hung a marriage contract...
There was also something hanging above the coffin in front of me...
The only difference was that in my dream, the coffin was in the main hall, while this one was under the bamboo shed below the cliff...
"This... It's like a prison of misfortune?" Mangying's murmured words caused my face to pale even more.
At just the right time, Lao Gong's head popped out of the night pot.
His eyes bulged and stared straight ahead, as if staring at the coffin.
"It's over, he's dead!"
The dry, dry voice came out of his dry, dry lips.
A strange smile appeared on Lao Gong's face.
My face turned pale again.
So terrifying?
Will Xiao Shili, Ling Daojun, and He Changli die if the coffin is not opened?
And... this coffin is exactly the same as the one in my dream, what does it have to do with me!?
What person is buried in the coffin?
"Stay here and wait for me. I'll go check it out." My voice sounded exceptionally hoarse.
"I think... you shouldn't go."
Mangying tightly grasped my hand, and she seemed to be extremely uneasy.
Lao Gong's head turned, he stared straight at me with his eyes wide open, and then his head was shaking fiercely.
Clearly, Lao Gong had conveyed his meaning too; I shouldn't go.
Internally, however, a struggle was happening.
My face changed rapidly from dark to light.
For a while, the mist grew even thicker, and even the red coffin could not be seen anymore.
My breath became more and more heavy, and I made a decision.
If I don't go over, let Xiao Shili and the others die, where can I find a master to help?
That crimson coffin must have a thousand strands of connection with me, otherwise I wouldn't have dreamed about it!
I used to dream about it frequently before, but lately the bizarre dreams haven't come.
I think, the situation in front of me might be the way out?
If I don't break this current deadlock, Lao Qin won't be able to rest in peace!
After settling my thoughts, I told Mangying my idea.
Mangying bit her lower lip tightly, and she didn't say anything in opposition anymore. Instead, she squeezed my hand, showing her attitude.
I took a deep breath and was about to speak.
However, Mangying whispered first, "Don't tell me to stand here and wait. If you really go inside, I will also follow you."
I: "..."
I couldn't describe the feeling at that moment, but a surge of emotion, beyond just gratitude, rose in my chest.
"Relax, there's no harm," I said gravely.
Taking a step, I straight ahead towards the direction of the bamboo shed, following my intuition and instincts!
Mangying tightly held my hand.
Suddenly, ten or so gray shadows shot out from her body.
Usually, the bamboo rats she used were black, but now the ones that burst out were the gray of negative energy.
The gray shadows moved frantically around us, and the white mist surrounding us was decreasing continuously.
Of course, even more dense white mist surged!
Just a delicate balance had been achieved.
"The bamboo rats used for the horror-devouring technique are not mere ghosts, but rather extremely fierce ghosts that eat other ghosts. However, they are only one ghost divided into many parts. It is one of the secrets of the Mang family," Xiao Ying whispered: "This mist is very similar to the aura of a horror prison. I suspect it is also a type of ghostly wall... Master Xiao and the others may have been taken into some place."
"Just like you said, the mental institution in Suihua District...
"This type of non-fixed horror prison, the bamboo rats of the horror-devouring technique can prevent us from entering by swallowing negative energy."
"We should destroy something here to disrupt the balance of the horror prison, or perhaps wake up the Corpse Demon, and they can come out." Mangying's speech speed was extremely fast.
My heart rate also increased!
Wake up the Corpse Demon?
This is too risky...
Although it's quite risky, if we let Xiao Shili and the others get stuck in a ghostly wall, it's equivalent to being trapped by the Corpse Demon.
They might be okay for a while, but what about in ten days or eight days?
Hunger will also starve people to death!
"Relax, I have a protective item on me. If we wake up the Corpse Demon, and they can't run out in time, we can definitely leave alive." Mangying's eyes showed great caution.
"No worries, even if the Corpse Demon wakes up, it won't be able to harm you."
My tone was also firm.
I didn't object to Mangying's plan at first because of what she said.
Secondly, it's because of a secret about myself.
Geomancy!
Mangying has gone as far as to do this for me, risking her life, just to stay with me.
I'm sure I won't let anything happen to her.
Even if geomancy is revealed, if she ever opposes me, it might only be fate.
I won't harbor any resentment.
Of course, I didn't voice these thoughts.
Mangying looked up at me and beamed with a contented smile on her face.
"Ch-ok... Ch-ok..."
Lao Gong's dry and hoarse coughing broke the atmosphere.
The surrounding area became even colder, and the white mist was too thick; I couldn't see anything in front or behind...
For a moment, I suddenly lost my sense of direction...
I wasn't sure if going forward was straight...
The mist surged even more violently, and the speed at which the ten or so gray shadows moved had become labored, as if the delicate balance was about to be disrupted.
Mangying's hands were sweating more, and there was a thin layer of sweat on her forehead.
"We need to get there faster and wake up the Corpse Demon, otherwise we might be pulled in as well..."
"This horror prison is strange, it's not a normal ghostly wall horror prison, but a Yǎn."
Mangying's words made my pupils contract slightly.
Yǎn, which comes from terrifying Corpses.
This Corpse has formed a horror prison, itself is a terrifying and dangerous place.
If he is the nightmare within the horror prison, then it is as if the entire horror prison is his dream?
If the Corpse Demon sleeps, doesn't that mean he can do anything in his dream?
My back was drenched with sweat.
I bit my lip and walked straight forward!
Suddenly, Lao Gong shouted out.
"It's to the right."
I immediately changed direction and hurriedly walked towards the right.
The gray shadows were becoming darker and darker, almost only a meter away from us and Mangying.
The mist was about to engulf us.
The white mist twisted in a strange manner, as if forming into human figures that were dancing with their hands.
My heart became more chaotic, and the feeling of fear became deeper.
This nightmare cannot go inside, if it goes in, then there will be no one outside to break the deadlock!
Everyone would die!
Suddenly, there was a slight resistance on my body, like when I hit a layer of plastic wrap.
The gray shadows flickered past, as if something had broken open.
A cold wind howled, piercing through my body.
The white mist disappeared and vanished...
At least, the white mist around me disappeared.
Mangying and I were standing in the bamboo shed.
A large amount of white mist was surging outside the bamboo shed in the back.
The crimson coffin was right next to us.
However, the thing hanging from the coffin earlier was gone...
The exquisite patterns filled the entire coffin around us.
My heart rate accelerated uncontrollably.
This coffin is completely identical to the one in my dream!
"Just now... something appeared on the coffin, but it's gone now..."
"We need to find it out. It might be the item that breaks the nightmare."
Mangying looked at the coffin warily and said cautiously.
