The strongest master of the female president

Chapter 41 The Ignorant Villager

Standing on the top of the tree, Ye Ming, who was as light as a bird, jumped down with a light leap, his whole body was agitated, and he fell to the ground like a feather, which surprised Su Qingyun.

But at this moment, Su Qingyun, and everyone present, didn't have time to shock Ye Ming, but stared at the golden nanmu coffin in the center of the lake, which was constantly thumping.

"Bang bang, bang bang, bang bang!"

Inside the tightly closed coffin, there were constant bombardment sounds, as if someone was trapped inside.

But looking at the color and style of the coffin, it must have been hundreds of years ago, how could there be a living person inside.

Village head Li was shocked, so he brought a group of villagers to Ye Ming and asked:
"Brother Ye, what do you think should be done?"

"I think the coffin should be fished out first, and then the water should be drained. There should be an ancient tomb at the bottom of the river."

"What? Retrieve the coffin? How can you scoop up this thumping coffin without fearing that the corpses inside will escape?" Village Chief Li was shocked, fearing that the things in the coffin would escape and kill them.

"Stop rambling, if you don't find someone to fish it out again, the wood will rot in the water, and your death will be even worse!"

"Damn! I forgot that wood will rot if it gets in water."

Village head Li was woken up by Ye Ming, slapped his head suddenly, and then began to organize manpower to scoop up old coffins and pump water.

After this busy work, at noon, the coffin was carried into the most central open space in the village, and everyone gathered together with nervous faces.

But at this moment, the coffin has not moved, it looks like an ordinary coffin, everyone is much more relieved.

"Mr. Li, when will the water in the fish pond be pumped out?"

"I estimated this, at least it will take until night." Village head Li replied honestly, taking Ye Ming as the backbone and obeying him in everything.

Ye Ming pondered for a while, then took the initiative to go forward, to the edge of the golden nanmu coffin, and looked carefully.

Because of the water, this old coffin looks wet, and it will be very fragile once it dries.

"what?"

Turning around, Ye Ming found that there were runes engraved on the body of the coffin. Those runes were depicted with red cinnabar, but some of them had fallen off.And the coffin nails that nailed the coffin were all rusted, obviously they couldn't last long.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Ming put his ear on the coffin and listened carefully.

It was this hearing that made Ye Ming tense all over, his eyes widened suddenly, and his mouth was dry.

"Hoo hoo, hoo hoo, hoo hoo!"

The sound of extremely intense breathing echoed in the coffin, ten times louder than that of ordinary people, and the sound of breathing was very strong.

Ye Ming took a step back in shock, and carefully looked at the nails on the coffin, and found that all the rust spots were deeply embedded in the wood, and there was no sign of opening it at all.

In other words, the living things in this coffin were not artificially put in in recent years!
Therefore, Ye Ming acted cautiously and ordered loudly:

"Everyone, listen to me, the corpse in this coffin is afraid that the corpse has changed. It's better to burn it quickly, otherwise everyone will be in bad luck!"

"What? Burning coffins? How can this be done?"

"That's right, people are safe in the ground. Now that the coffin has been brought up, let's just find another place to bury it. Why burn it? Isn't it a loss of life!"

"That's right, the coffin cannot be burned, otherwise the Feng Shui of our village may be broken."

"I suggest that you should quickly find a place to bury it, and not expose it to the sun!"

The ignorant feudal farmers all shook their heads and refused, refusing to follow Ye Ming's orders, thinking from the bottom of their hearts that burning the coffin would shorten their lives and ruin the feng shui of the village.

Ye Ming saw that most of the villagers looked like this, but he smiled.

Ignorance is ignorance, and ignorance kills oneself and others. It's ridiculous!
Even the village chief didn't agree with Ye Ming's order. They all thought it was enough to burrow into the ground for peace. Why did they burn other people's coffins and corpses? Isn't that disrespectful to the dead?

"I'll say it again, will you burn it?" Ye Ming asked again with a frown.

"Don't burn!"

"Resolutely don't burn it!"

"Brother Ye, we know that you have strong fists and feet, but you are not from our village. You have no right to dispose of our village's things. Otherwise, don't blame us for driving you out."

Some ignorant villagers began to show their ugly faces, staring at Ye Ming viciously, with fierce eyes.

At this time, Su Qingyun saw that the atmosphere was not right, so she stepped forward and pulled Ye Ming's sleeve, and said in a low voice: "Okay, okay, you just let them bury the coffin, death is the most important thing."

"Forget it, you are courting death yourself!"

Ye Ming saw those people gearing up and raised the hammer-headed shovel in their hands, then he flicked his sleeves, put his arms around Su Qingyun's waist and returned to the Su's house, then sat cross-legged and silently absorbed the yin energy around him, and didn't care about it anymore. Those feudal-minded peasants have no reason to be angry for them.

At the same time, under the order of the village chief, the salvaged coffin began to be lifted by several middle-aged men with ropes, and it walked towards the tombs of Sujia Village bit by bit.

After two hours of tossing, the golden nanmu coffin that emerged from the fish pond of the Su family was successfully buried. It was buried in the soil three meters deep, and a simple piece of wood was set up by an old man who had attended elementary school. It says:

"Golden nanmu coffin, the tomb of the unknown."

After doing this, the villagers clapped their hands and left, not noticing that there was a sloppy young man in the village, who kept looking at the grave with his eyes smirking, as if he was about to do something.

After Ye Ming meditated for two hours, he slowly woke up and found that the Yin power in his body had become twelve, which was not bad.

If the Taoist Yin Kui knew that Ye Ming had cultivated two Yin powers in just two hours, he would definitely be crushed to death with envy!He knows the difficulty of cultivating an immortal, and it takes at least ten days and half a month to cultivate one yin force, but in Ye Ming's body, it was an extraordinary birth.

After Ye Ming woke up, his breath was thick, and he was very angry at the ignorant villagers.

"Forget it, the current state is not suitable for cultivation. It's better to practice the next few spells."

Thinking of this, Ye Ming quickly made a formula with both hands, and kept doing it according to the information remembered in his mind, over and over again.

About 10 minutes.

"Spiritual eye technique, activate!"

Ye Ming gave a low shout, and opened his closed eyes suddenly, and a faint black light flashed in his pupils.

With the quiet black light introverted, the world in Ye Ming's eyes is completely new, and strange air currents are floating in the air. Those air currents are colorful, some are like seven-color light spots, and some are black and cold like silk.

But soon, Ye Ming put away the spiritual eye technique, feeling that a yin force was missing in his body.

"Practice the others."

Ye Ming practiced the spirit eye technique without any surprise, and then the ghost fire technique.

In fact, he didn't know that for those who have just entered the world of cultivating immortals, it takes at least one or two months to practice spells, and even talented people need more than five days.

But now? 10 minutes, only 10 minutes!Ye Ming has mastered the spirit eye technique!

If any immortal cultivator knew such a speed of spell cultivation, his legs would go limp from fright, and he would look like he had seen a ghost.

But Ye Ming just thought it was okay!
Ye Ming deduced that if it wasn't because those ignorant villagers made him angry, he should have completed the spiritual eye technique in about 7 minutes!
(End of this chapter)