After everyone climbed up the paper figurine ladder on the first floor, a soldier also climbed up, lay down on the ground again, and acted as a stepping stone for Sun Guangmin and others to step on their backs.

Soon, everyone climbed to the sixth floor of the paper man ladder, and the hanging coffin was within reach.

Zhang Shijia took out a small wooden box from his messenger bag, opened the small wooden box, took out a small incense burner from it, and lit three more sticks of incense.

Zhang Shijia inserted three sticks of incense into the censer, and then bowed respectfully to the coffin while chanting words.

Sun Guangmin was very close to Zhang Shijia, but he didn't hear what Zhang Shijia was saying clearly. He only heard the words that seemed to say auspicious opening of the coffin, and no blame when opening the coffin.

Not only Sun Guangmin was surprised, Huang Ying was also a little curious, and asked in a low voice: "Zhang Shijia, what are you doing? In our Taoism, there is also a tradition of lighting three sticks of incense, which is to pay respect to the Sanqing."

Zhang Shijia didn't answer, but continued to lower his head, chanting words, it seemed that he didn't even hear Huang Ying's words.

Although everyone has some doubts, at this time, we can only wait for a while.

After a while, Zhang Shijia finished chanting, and then said to everyone: "These three sticks of incense represent heaven, earth and people, which can be regarded as a kind of awe. It is a little respect I offer to let the corpses in the coffin rest in peace. After all, I have to take Other people's things."

The fat Taoist smiled and said, "I didn't expect you grave robbers to be so particular."

"These are all the rules set down by my ancestors, and I have to abide by them. Later, I went to fight with my master, Fifth Master Qin. He thought I had too many rules. We broke up because of this. He kept saying I betrayed the master."

Zhang Shijia had just finished speaking, and a gust of wind blew out from nowhere, and blew out the three sticks of incense in one go.

Zhang Shijia's complexion changed, and he said, "This coffin is too sinister. There may be accidents when the coffin is opened, and there may be corpses."

Huang Ying had prepared the talisman a long time ago, and now she took it out. After reciting a spell, she pasted the talisman on the lid of the coffin.

"These two Suppressing Evil Talismans may be able to suppress the corpse inside."

Sun Guangmin knew that opening the coffin this time would be very dangerous, but he had reached this point and could no longer shrink back, so he said softly, "It's okay, let's open it."

"Wait a minute, I will worship again."

Zhang Shijia took the fire folder, lit the three sticks of incense again, then bowed towards the coffin, and then began to mutter words again.

"No wonder your master broke up with you, your procedure is too troublesome."

The fat Taoist said impatiently.

Zhang Shijia turned a deaf ear, still lowered his head, chanting words.

After a while, Zhang Shijia said: "Okay, the worship is complete, and the coffin can be opened."

But at this moment, a very strange thing happened again. The three incense sticks inserted in the incense burner were standing upright, but suddenly fell down.

There is definitely a problem with pouring three incense sticks at the same time.

Sun Guangmin had already seen that something was wrong, so he flicked his fingers immediately, releasing some paper figurine soldiers to surround the coffin. If there was any danger, these paper figurine soldiers could join the battle.

General Xiang held the Hunming Bone Knife and said to Sun Guangmin who was beside him: "Young Commander, it's all right. I will protect your safety, so don't worry."

"Well, Zhang Shijia, hurry up and open the coffin, don't worry about the three sticks of incense."

After Sun Guangmin gave an order, Zhang Shijia unexpectedly disobeyed.

"Wait, the three sticks of incense fell together. This is a sign of great evil. The coffin cannot be opened yet."

"Damn, why are you talking so much nonsense, the young commander asked you to open the coffin, so you should open it quickly." The fat Taoist cursed angrily.

Zhang Shijia didn't listen, straightened the three incense sticks that had been poured in the incense burner, and lit them again.

The fat Taoist wanted to curse, but was stopped by Sun Guangmin: "Just wait a little longer."

After Zhang Shijia lit the incense, he lowered his head again, muttering words, as if he was praying.

After almost 3 minutes, everyone's patience had reached its limit, Zhang Shijia then raised his head and said, "Okay, let's start opening the coffin."

The dozen or so Northern Army soldiers surrounding the hanging coffin had grown impatient for a long time, and quickly took out their engineering shovels, intending to pry the coffin lid open.

But at this moment, the three incense sticks fell down again, without any warning, just fell down for no reason.

Zhang Shijia's face changed drastically, and he shouted: "It's not good, this hanging coffin is too dangerous."

Sun Guangmin was slightly unhappy, and said, "No matter how dangerous it is, let's open the coffin now."

After hearing the commander's order, the soldiers of the northern army all around took engineering shovels and kept prying towards the gap in the coffin lid.

There were nails on the coffin lid, and it was tightly closed, but it couldn’t stand the strength of the soldiers of the Northern Army. After more than a dozen soldiers pried it for many times, the coffin lid was already loose, and it was about to be pried off.

"Everyone be careful, there may be organs inside."

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