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Chapter 455: Lock Dragon Village!


"You're not kidding, are you?

When is it?

If you want to go, you have to leave a sentence, don't ink.

"Wang Shi and Feng Minglong stood in front of the coffin, and the two of them stared at me, I don't know what I was crazy about all of a sudden, and I actually wanted to look for something in the strange ruined temple.

"You can't leave, we are outsiders, we are not familiar with the place, even if we escape for a while, it is estimated that we will be caught by the villagers in the near future, why bother with ourselves?"

I walked around the temple with my Hades show phone and scanned every inch of land with my judgmental eyes.

"That's right, but I'm just a little unwilling, we were forced to carry the coffin by them as soon as we came here, and I don't know how they will treat us later, it's all to blame on that little brat, the mouth is so fast!"

"It's useless to complain, but it's good to delay here for a while, if we can find out the secrets of the village, maybe the people outside will not dare to do anything too much to us."

Master Wang seemed to understand what I was doing, and he also walked around the temple in a good way.

Time was limited, so I sped up my search to prevent villagers from coming in and looking.

I searched inside and out, and I didn't even let go of the Buddha statue in the main hall and the dead corner of the beam, but unfortunately I still didn't find anything.

"The text message of the show was sent after I entered the temple, assuming that the people in the underworld show have been monitoring me through the live broadcast screen, then they should not be mistaken about the location, the relics are in the temple."

I slowly frowned, and my eyes finally fell on the only place I hadn't looked for - the coffin behind the Buddha statue.

"You two come over and help, I'm going to open the coffin!"

As soon as I said this, Feng Minglong and Wang Shi's faces changed.

"This place is very evil, there may be something hidden in the coffin, if you release it, the three of us may all be finished."

"That's right, this is not a well-dressed mound, the dead are the greatest, and you will arouse the anger of people and gods by tossing like this."

Wang Shi and Feng Minglong didn't agree, and I couldn't just go my own way, and I was about to convince them that the clan elder from the village walked in.

He was very old, hunched over, and his gray, knotted beard could not be covered by a pale paper mask on his face.

"One step slower."

I secretly sighed that it was a pity, with the old man of this clan, I would never dare to open the coffin in front of him, and beckoned to Wang Shi and Feng Minglong, and I took the lead in grabbing the tail of the coffin: "Don't be stunned, carry it out first." ” The three of them worked together to lift the coffin, and it took a lot of effort to lift it out of the main hall.

"What wood is it made of?

So heavy?

"Wang Shi and Feng Minglong are okay, the two of them share the burden, I carried the coffin alone, and the muscles in my arms were bulging, which was very difficult.

The hunchback always followed us and kept an eye on us, he was wearing a mask, I couldn't see his expression, I could only honestly grit my teeth and carry the coffin outside the temple.

Jumping over the threshold of the temple, as soon as the coffin hit the ground, the surrounding villagers spontaneously surrounded it.

They didn't speak, they stared at us one by one, dancing weird and exaggerated dances, and shaking their colorful costumes.

"Get out of the way."

Lu Shan stood next to the clan elder, acting as a translator, and the three of us outsiders stepped aside, and four stout men walked out of the procession to welcome the gods.

Topless, the two wrapped a dragon bar, knotted it with hemp rope, fixed the four corners of the coffin, and then the four of them squatted down and lifted the coffin very easily.

"Professional in technique, they are the coffin bearers in the village?"

I silently hid my phone behind me, trying not to let the names of the surrounding villages see that I was filming, which was very disrespectful to them.

The coffin was raised, and the four of them walked at the front of the line, followed by the noisy music team, followed by the four people carrying the soul sedan chair, and at the back of the line were the three of us outsiders and some village women and children.

"This custom of welcoming the gods is very interesting, it is a coffin, and a soul sedan chair, half happy and half mourning."

My eyes kept on the coffin at the front of the line, and the mission goal of the underworld show was probably eighty percent of it: "Act when you see the opportunity, I am fortunate to lose my life, and I can't force it." ” The team to welcome the gods along the way was not hindered, but as the saying goes, it is easy to go up the mountain and difficult to go down, and I don't know if it was because of the unlucky coffin and the soul sedan chair, or because of other things, the team walked very slowly.

"Be careful, watch your surroundings."

My senses were extremely acute, and my back was cold, and I always felt that something else was mixed in with the procession.

When I went down the mountain and was about to enter the village, I had another accident.

A coffin bearer holding a dragon bar slipped and fell to the ground, the coffin was boxy and the original four people were forced, he let go, the hemp rope broke, and the corner of the coffin fell directly to the ground.

The clan elder was furious, angrily walked over and kicked the strong man a few times, and then carefully took out a white cloth to collect the soil that the coffin touched the ground.

The strong man limped, it seemed that he had broken his foot, he also felt that he was quite innocent, inexplicably as if he had tripped over something, you must know that these coffin bearers have a lot of ability, pay attention to peace and stability, whether it is a mountain road, or a mud puddle, they can walk freely.

The clan elder scolded for a while, called Lu Shan, and then stretched out his hand to me, and I suddenly had some bad premonitions across the crowd.

It didn't take long for Lu Shan to come over and convey the meaning of the clan elder to me.

One of the coffin bearers was injured and asked me to replace him.

There weren't many men in the village, so I looked at Wang Shi and Feng Minglong, and the two of them looked like they had nothing to do with themselves, and my teeth itched with anger.

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It was very unlucky for the coffin to stop at the entrance of the village, and under the persuasion of Lu Shan, I put on the wide clothes of the coffin bearer, took the paper mask given to me by the clan elder and put it on my face, held up the dragon bar, and took the place of the injured man.

The dragon bar is thick, with a short stick and hemp rope, the design is very ingenious, and the four people share the weight of the coffin equally, and they don't feel too tired.

At first, I didn't think it was anything, but as I walked, it gradually felt wrong, and I didn't know if it was an illusion, and the closer I got to the village, the heavier the coffin became.

When I arrived at the entrance of the village, my shoulders had been pressed with red blood marks, but what made me feel strange was that except for me, the other three people looked at ease and moved smoothly, and they didn't look struggling at all.

"Is this coffin aimed at me?

Is it a corpse inside?

” I endured the pain in my shoulder, and finally made it to the finish line.

The long procession stopped in front of a stone building in the center of the village, which occupies the largest area, and there is a handmade wooden plaque of quite some years on the door beam, with three ancient characters written on it, the middle word is dragon, and the remaining two words are a little blurred, and I didn't look closely.

In the process of welcoming the gods, the coffin could not fall to the ground, and under the leadership of the clan elder, only the four of us who carried the coffin and Lu Shan entered the stone building.

The white ash swayed the flames, reflecting the rows of lacquered wooden tablets on the offering table, and I took a general glance, and all the names on them were surnamed Lu.

"This place is the ancestral hall of the Lu clan?"

Under the order of the clan elder, the four of us placed the coffin on the bluestone floor tiles, and he personally pushed the lid open.

I stood on tiptoe to peek, and there was no body in the coffin, only a double-sided Buddha statue carved out of white jade.

This Buddha statue is extremely miraculous, and the most special thing is the heart of the statue, where a black and white heart is sealed.

"Good and evil relics?!"

The white jade body, the Buddha bone is the heart, the Buddha statue is carved lifelike, the two diametrically opposed faces seem to be alive, so that people dare not look at each other.

"It turns out that the god to be invited in the village is the Double-Faced Buddha, and now that I have found the relics of good and evil, the next step is to determine the escape route."

I hid the surprise in my eyes and remained silent.

The patriarch instructed several other people to move the statue out of the coffin and put it on the altar table in the ancestral hall, when the white jade Buddha statue pressed on the table, all the tablets on the whole table trembled slightly, as if it caused some kind of resonance, and then the ground of the whole village could feel a slight tremor, the only thing that remained unchanged was the fire on the top of the white ash, which was still burning.

When the shaking stopped, the clan elder led a few men out, leaving Lu Shan alone in the ancestral hall.

The door of the ancestral hall was closed, I returned to Wang Shi and Feng Minglong and looked at the stone building silently, my eyes gradually fixed on the wooden plaque on the top of the door beam, studying the Miaozhen classics, the fist of the fist, I also have some research on ancient Chinese characters, the more I look at the three words on the wooden plaque, the more familiar I feel, a fragmentary memory in my heart suddenly emerged, I blurted out three words: "Suolong Village?"