Chapter 1874

As the saying goes, the secret of heaven cannot be revealed.

This is not a casual remark.

At the beginning, the owner of a manor in the western suburb of Castle Peak, with a little mysterious skill he learned, tried to spy on Li NanFang's true face and died suddenly.

Later, Chen yu'er spied on Li Nanfang and was punished by black dragon. If master Kongkong hadn't saved her from the disaster, she would have become a black charcoal core.

These two are just spying on a black dragon, and they are punished so much.

What will happen to those who spy on the general trend of heaven and earth and divulge Feng Shui secrets?

The elder is the first person in heaven and earth.

He took this road, and there were also ways to avoid disasters and eliminate difficulties.

Otherwise, how could he close his eyes and not open them for a long time after saying "Qianlong is in the sky".

But old Wang is different.

He is an ordinary old man in the village.

It's only because his ancestors thousands of years ago led the way for the army to bury the bones of an emperor's father that they knew the secret.

After being handed down from generation to generation, it's no big deal that it's only handed down in their own population.

But once it's said, the consequences are unimaginable.

What happened to Wang Laohan's second uncle more than 40 years ago is a bloody example.

Unfortunately, Mr. Wang didn't take it seriously.

Today, I took the initiative to reveal my secret to the elder, and the retribution I got should not be too quick.

The conversation on the top of the mountain has just ended.

At the foot of the mountain, there was something wrong with the team moving the grave.

Mr. Wang's eldest son was the first to dig up his ancestral grave and ask for help to take out the coffin.

The tombs here were buried at least 40 years ago.

At that time, the state had not issued a clear funeral management regulations, and few people chose to bury ashes.

All of them are custom-made coffins, which put the dead into the coffins and bury them directly.

The first tomb opened by Wang Laohan's son belongs to his great grandfather.

Choose a corner position, dig out the space that can stand people, use the rope to cover both ends of the coffin, ask people to help pull up.

Four strong young men are pulling from the top, and old Wang's son is pushing from the bottom.

I don't know who it is. I stepped on it and loosened my hand.

The huge coffin tilted down, bumped on the edge of the tomb, suddenly opened a seam, slid down, directly turned over, and crushed the living below.

This can frighten people around.

In a hurry, he tried to pull up the coffin to see the situation of Wang Laohan's son.

Who knows, strange things just happened.

Just now, it was a coffin that four strong guys could easily pull up. Now more than a dozen people started it together, but they couldn't move it.

The coffin was as heavy as a stone.

It's like a ghost.

Others feel more flustered.

Wang Laohan's daughter-in-law, who was eight months pregnant with two children, threw herself on the edge of the grave, crying and asking her if the man was OK.

It is reasonable to say that a large coffin, which is not high enough to be lifted, still slides down slowly.

Even if you hold people down, you can't hold them down.

Even a fracture is unlikely.

But Mr. Wang's son was below, and there was no response at all.

When you look at it, you feel numb.

A crack in the coffin is facing the nose and mouth of Wang's son.

A strong man in the village, with no trauma, was foaming at the mouth and convulsing all over.

More than a dozen people can not pull the coffin, but in his convulsions, shaking more than.

What's going on?

Even if Mr. Ma is alive, it is impossible to explain this phenomenon with materialism.

Someone rushed up the mountain and called Old Man Wang down.

All the way to the foot of the mountain, listening to the narration of people around, and then see the condition of his son.

Wang shouts for an ambulance.

Yes, it's easy to call an ambulance.

But the key point is that the ambulance is not necessarily useful.

People press under the coffin, but the coffin can't be pulled up.

It's a completely unsolved problem.

Seeing his son like that, it seems that he won't last long.

Old man Wang was so anxious that he suddenly got a flash of light in his head. He got up to separate the crowd and ran up the mountain.

"Old fairy, help me."

"Old fairy, please help my son."

All the way up the mountain, Mr. Wang clambered and roared, regardless of his bruises and bruises. When he saw the elder, he knelt down on the gravel.

Needless to ask, the elder also guessed what happened.

A slight sigh: "go, take me to have a look."

Just now, in the conversation, the elder deliberately cheated old man Wang once, in order to keep him for the rest of his life.

It's hard to change that old man's longevity.

But the old man's life in the next few decades, is to live in pain, or to enjoy the happiness of family, that is fate.

It is foreseeable that he revealed his secret and was punished by heaven for losing his son.

The elder has already helped once, so he doesn't mind helping again.

At least, old Wang also let the elder see the geomantic treasure land of "Qianlong in the sky" that no one else can see in his life.

It's worth the elder to help him to the end.

It's said to let Mr. Wang lead the way. In fact, the elder walked lightly and walked slowly, but in a twinkling of an eye, he was halfway up the mountain.

Yang coffin followed closely, also went to join the fun, using the same body shape.

Mr. Wang just got up from the ground and turned around. The two of them had already gone out for a long time.

He couldn't believe his eyes.

When he was in a daze, he stretched out his hand laterally and grasped his shoulder.

With the old man, Zhanxing took a step and jumped down.

It felt like flying.

How did you get to the foot of the mountain in the blink of an eye?

immortal.

It must be a fairy.

Everyone in this family is immortal!

Wang thought so in his heart. When he stood on the solid ground at the foot of the mountain, he saw that the old man and the young man sun had rushed into the crowd and stood on the side of the tomb.

There, Wang Laohan's daughter-in-law is still trying hard to scrape the surrounding soil, crying and trying to dig her man out from the side.

It's not that people nearby don't want to help, they are too scared to help.

A few kind-hearted aunts tried to pull Wang's daughter-in-law away, but they couldn't.

On the contrary, Yang coffin, alas, always felt that the name was awkward.

Xuanyuan Wang also doesn't like the name, so change it to Yang Xiao.

On the contrary, it was Yang Xiao. When he got near, he grabbed the collar of Wang's daughter-in-law's back and threw it back.

The village woman, who is a little fat, at least has a hundred pounds.

Like a chick, he was thrown away.

But don't forget that this woman is eight months pregnant. If she falls to the ground, it will be worse.

Yang Xiao doesn't care.

The old man asked them to help save his son, but did not say to save his daughter-in-law and grandson.

I fell dead. It's over.

It has nothing to do with him.

Well, that's what I said.

But why did Yang Xiao throw people away in the direction that Zhanxing God took Wang Laohan to.

Zhanxing God is quick in hand and eye. He reaches for it.

The impact of Yang Xiao's throwing away, he turned around and stuffed the man into Wang's arms.

This old father-in-law is holding a pregnant daughter-in-law.

In a hurry, Wang helped his daughter-in-law sit down beside him and called for the villagers to take care of him. Then he ran to the grave in a hurry.

The grave is here.

Yang Xiao threw it behind Wang's daughter-in-law. He wanted to squat down to have a look, but he was stopped by the elder.

"King, be careful. There's corpse spirit."

The elder shook his sleeve and waved it twice out of thin air. He didn't know what he was dispersing. Then he covered his mouth and nose and squatted down.

Yang Xiao was a little stunned.

She didn't see anything. Where did she get the corpse gas?

Perhaps knowing that the king was suspicious, the elder reached out to hold the coffin under the grave, opened his finger to measure, and quietly explained: "my Lord, corpse gas is a kind of poison produced after the corpse rotted in the sealed coffin.

No one who has never learned the art of Xuanmen can see it.

In the past, coffins were usually sealed with wax, except for the cover with nails.

It's airtight and impermeable, and the corpse gas doesn't disperse all the year round.

The general corpse gas is bluish gray and tasteless. It can cause hallucination by inhaling into the mouth and nose and block people's breathing.

The heavier air was black, like smoke.

After contamination, the complexion turns black.

Under normal circumstances, only the burial of the people asked future generations, put in the coffin Datura powder and other medicinal materials. Let the drug with anesthetic effect neutralize with the gas emitted from the rotten corpse, and then the highly toxic black corpse gas will be produced.

It depends on the situation. The burying people also prevented other people from robbing tombs. That's what they did.

little does one think.

The grave robbers, who can't find the pit, have harmed their posterity.

It's really hard to explain the cycle of heaven and karma. "

Speaking Kung Fu, the elder's hand has been measured at the edge of the coffin cover for a time, and finally selected a position and suddenly made a force.

There was a click.

Open a corner of the coffin, instantly buckle.

"A few people, lift up the coffin!"

The elder got up and yelled around, then led Yang Xiao to one side.

The villagers around were so stunned that they didn't know what was going on, and no one dared to lean over.

It wasn't until Mr. Wang was so anxious that he kicked and beat several young people, and grabbed the rope that tied the coffin again.

"One, two, three, up!"

A man gave a drink, and several strong young men worked together.

The coffin, which had been unable to be pulled by more than a dozen people just now, was easily pulled up.

Wang took the lead, rushed to the grave, pushed open the coffin, reached out and hugged his son.

People still breathe, and there's no obvious trauma.

But the black faced servant's body twitched from time to time.

Old man Wang's tears are coming down. He climbs out of the grave with his son in his arms. He kneels down in front of the elder and cries for help.

The elder sighed. He wanted to bow to the king, but he realized that with so many people around him, he could not be so polite to his granddaughter as a grandfather.

For a moment, the scene was a bit awkward.

Fortunately, Yang Xiao is not a slow person. Just look at the elder's face, you can see what he thinks.

Saving a poisoned person is not too easy for Yang Xiao.

He took out a pill and put it into Wang's son's mouth.

The pill is a sacred medicine made by Yang Xiao.

There is a drug guide in it, which is ridiculous. It was the blood that she collected when she was treating a scum.

Li Nanfang is invulnerable to all kinds of poisons. The medicine made by Li Nanfang is of course effective.

Within a moment, Wang's son stopped twitching and his face softened slightly.

It was also at this time that the ambulance came slowly.

Wang kowtow to Yang Xiao and thank them. He followed the ambulance and accompanied his son to the hospital.

No matter how other people move their graves, Yang Xiao and the elder don't care.

Just walked out of the crowd, returned to the top of the mountain again, and looked at the east of Xiliang mountain again. Yang Xiao's eyes were smart, and asked softly, "elder, do you want to go to the cave eye?"