Chapter 104: Kind Coffin, Evil Coffin
noon.
The sun was scorching, and the master and disciple hid under a tree to cool off. They were already far away from Xinyang County, at least four or five hundred miles away.
Just as Li Daoxuan was preparing to practice, the sound of suona suddenly came from a distance.
The master and the disciple looked at each other, revealing a hint of surprise.
This is funeral music!
Sure enough, a moment later a funeral procession came from a distance.
All the people were wearing white clothes and linen, with yellow paper all over the place, and the sound of crying was endless.
Four strong men lifted the coffin. They were all strong and muscular, but at this moment there was a trace of pain on their faces.
Li Daoxuan noticed that every step they took left a deeper footprint.
"Disciple, did you notice anything wrong?"
Zhang Qianyang stroked his beard and looked at the funeral procession, a gleam of light flashing in his eyes.
He did not say it directly, but tested his apprentice.
Li Daoxuan pondered for a moment and said, "This coffin seems unusually heavy, and it has been nailed shut before the body is buried. Is there something strange about the body inside?"
The coffin must be buried before it can be nailed down, but here it is the other way around, which is very unusual.
As the funeral procession approached the two of them, Li Daoxuan felt that the temperature around him seemed to have dropped a little.
This shows that the corpse in the coffin is filled with heavy yin energy!
Zhang Qianyang nodded and added: "Another point is the time of the funeral."
Li Daoxuan's eyes lit up and he said, "They actually chose to hold the funeral at noon. Something is wrong!"
In folk funerals, it is generally taboo to hold funerals at noon, because the Yang energy is at its strongest at this time. If the soul of the deceased has not yet left the body, it is very likely to be torn apart if exposed to the midday sun!
Zhang Qianyang sneered and said, "It seems that they are afraid that the person in the coffin will turn into a fierce ghost. If my guess is correct, this coffin must be a murderous coffin!"
Coffins can be divided into kind and evil coffins. A kind coffin refers to a person who died of old age , while an evil coffin refers to a person who died unexpectedly. Such people usually have heavy resentment after death and are more likely to turn into evil spirits or other dirty things.
Li Daoxuan suddenly realized, "No wonder this coffin is so heavy, it turns out to be the accumulation of resentment. Master, will there be any problems?"
He felt a little itchy. No matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat.
Zhang Qianyang shook his head and pointed to the sun in the sky, saying, "With the sun so bright, nothing will happen unless something unexpected happens."
Li Daoxuan nodded and looked at the funeral procession gradually going away, feeling a little regretful.
However, accidents always come unexpectedly. The sunlight in the sky suddenly dimmed and the sun disappeared into a cloud without anyone noticing.
At this moment, a cry of surprise suddenly came from the funeral procession.
It turned out that the coffin was too heavy, and the rope lifting the coffin could not bear the weight and suddenly broke, causing the coffin to fall to the ground.
A middle-aged man in mourning opened his eyes wide and said in panic, "Quick, lift it up! The Taoist priest at the Wanshou Palace said that this coffin must not fall to the ground!"
Several strong men came forward, tied the ropes again, and tried to lift the coffin.
But soon their faces changed drastically, because no matter how hard they tried, even though their veins popped out and their faces turned red, the coffin seemed to be stuck to the ground and didn't move at all!
"This... this is impossible!"
"We were able to lift it before..."
Just as the strong men were looking at each other, the coffin suddenly trembled slightly, as if something was about to come out of it.
This horrifying scene immediately frightened the people around, and they all stayed away from the coffin.
Several big men carrying coffins also ran away. They made a living by carrying coffins, but it was the first time they had encountered such a strange thing.
How could he fake his death in broad daylight?
The coffin continued to tremble, and the nails on it shook as well, as if they were about to loosen.
Just as everyone was about to escape, a voice rang out.
"Don't panic, everyone. Stay calm!"
Zhang Qianyang's voice was clear and distant, echoing in everyone's ears, making them feel reassured and calm.
When they saw the yellow Taoist robe on Zhang Qianyang, everyone's eyes lit up, as if they had seen a savior.
A middle-aged man in mourning hurried over and pleaded, "Master... what's going on?"
Zhang Qianyang glanced at him and said, "What is the relationship between the person in the coffin and you?"
"It's my father!"
Zhang Qianyang nodded and said, "A kind coffin falls to the ground because of reluctance, while a vicious coffin falls to the ground because of unwillingness. Let me ask you, did your father die unexpectedly?"
The middle-aged man hesitated.
At this moment, the coffin shook even more violently, and a coffin nail flew out.
He shuddered, not daring to hide it any longer, and hurriedly said, "To be honest, my father was over 70 years old, and he had always lived in seclusion, observing fasts and keeping quiet, and he was in good health, but he suddenly died three days ago!"
"I asked the Taoist priests from the Wanshou Palace to take a look. They said that my father had a lot of resentment and could easily turn into a ghost. So they ordered me to hold the funeral at noon and warned me not to let the coffin fall to the ground during the process. Who would have thought..."
Zhang Qianyang nodded and said, "What the Taoist said is correct, but it's a pity that he still underestimated your father's resentment."
Bang! Bang!
Two more coffin nails flew out!
The middle-aged man's face changed drastically and his legs began to tremble.
Zhang Qianyang snorted coldly and said, "Disciple."
Li Daoxuan smiled and said, "Master, leave it to me!"
As he said this, he stepped forward and slammed the coffin, scolding: "What are you doing? You are old, and you only know how to scare your own son!"
Bang!
The coffin shook even more violently.
"Haha, the old man has quite a temper."
Li Daoxuan took off the Three Realms Gourd from his waist and placed it on the coffin.
Suddenly, the shaking coffin stopped, as if it was being pressed down by a mountain.
Although the Three Realms Gourd is a broken immortal weapon, a lean camel is still bigger than a horse, and it is more than enough to suppress an evil spirit.
At this time, Zhang Qianyang had already drawn a magic circle on the ground with a wooden stick. Li Daoxuan took a glance at it and felt dizzy.
He is not very talented in formations. Things like the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches and the Eight Trigrams are as complicated as advanced mathematics.
"Disciple, carry this coffin to the magic circle!"
Li Daoxuan was somewhat puzzled and whispered, "Master, can't I just burn him to death with the gourd?"
Zhang Qianyang shook his head and said, "It's easy to burn him to death. I can use a bolt of lightning to turn him into ashes. But his relatives are all here after all. It's a good deed to preserve his body and bury him in peace."
Li Daoxuan nodded.
Put yourself in his shoes. If he were the son attending the funeral, he would definitely not want to see his father reduced to ashes without a complete body .
He took off the Three Realms Gourd, and immediately the coffin began to tremble again.
Li Daoxuan immediately put down a talisman to temporarily immobilize him, then he hugged one end of the coffin with both hands and exerted force suddenly.
Buzz~
The coffin that those strong men tried their best to lift but couldn't was lifted by Li Daoxuan alone.
The sturdy men were stunned by this scene and were completely puzzled. They thought that although the young Taoist priest was tall and slender, he was not strong and had a bit of scholarly air. How could he have such great strength?
Li Daoxuan held the coffin and walked towards the magic circle drawn by his master.
Every step he took left a deep footprint under his feet.
Although Li Daoxuan looks handsome and elegant now, his physical strength is already very terrifying. Although the coffin weighs several thousand pounds, it is still not a problem for him.
Li Daoxuan threw the coffin onto the magic circle.
Bang!
The ground seemed to tremble slightly.
The next moment, the magic circle began to glow with golden light, and the negative energy in the coffin was quickly drawn into the underground along the magic circle.
"This formation can guide the negative energy in the coffin into the ground and disperse it to the sky and earth. In a short while, you will be free from worries."
Zhang Qianyang smiled slightly, as if he had everything planned out.
However, as a large amount of negative energy dissipated, the coffin began to tremble even more violently, and even the talisman that Li Daoxuan had pasted fell off.
"No, disciple, use your divine eyes to look inside the coffin!"
