Jiajing Spiritual Records

With a face full of resistance, Ning Huan walked to the coffin almost at the same time.

When I came here, I was in a panic and didn't dare to look carefully at these wooden boxes containing the dead. The coffin in front of me was indeed different from the broken coffins around me with only empty frames.The shiny black lacquer oil seemed to have been painted squarely, and there was a circle of strange and complicated lines carved around the coffin body. Looking carefully, it was somewhat similar to the runes in those Taoist temples on Sanqing Mountain, and looked familiar.

This... wouldn't it be "Corpse Coffin"?Ning Huan was taken aback by his sudden thought.

When he was young, he heard his grandfather talk about an incident that happened when he was a child. It was one year in the middle of a winter night. A strange black-lacquered ancient coffin was found among them. "The body of the coffin is shiny and black like new paint, and there are occasional noises from inside, but the back mountain has been abandoned for a long time, so where is the coffin just buried in the soil?"A few daring long-term workers wanted to open the coffin to find out, but happened to be stopped by a passing Taoist priest.

"When the Taoist saw the coffin, his expression changed immediately, and he said that this thing is called a corpse coffin, and it cannot be opened."

"Then what to do next?"

"The seal on the coffin has not been broken, and the Taoist said that nothing will happen if the coffin is not opened. But just in case, the thing was carried out, covered with black dog blood, and placed in the sun for seven days under the scorching sun at noon. The black paint on the coffin was peeled off by the sun, and people heard howls that looked like monsters. Finally, the Taoist asked everyone to open the coffin, and found a monster that looked like an ape lying inside."

Ning Huan stopped half a foot away from the coffin, "bang bang bang", the sound from inside the coffin became more and more intense, it seemed to feel Ning Huan's approach, and finally made loud noises like slamming a door .

Ning Huan turned his head stiffly, and he glanced at the Jin Yiwei, the slender figure who came in with him just now, was released by him at some point.It hangs its arms straight, its feet are suspended in the air half a foot above the ground, swinging leisurely behind the man like a hanged ghost.

Jin Yiwei held the short-handled scimitar that had just touched Ning Huan in his arms, and raised his chin expressionlessly at him, signaling him to open the coffin quickly.

Ning Huan pursed his lips, his voice trembling: "Let's talk about it first, is it a human or a ghost here?"

Jin Yiwei didn't intend to answer, his indifferent eyes glanced over Ning Huan and stared at the coffin behind Ning Huan without moving.On the contrary, the "hanged ghost" who followed behind him bared his teeth impatiently at Ning Huan, his bright red lips almost reaching the base of his ears.

Ning Huan was startled and turned his head hastily.

No seal could be found on the coffin, maybe it wasn't the "death coffin" he thought.Ning Huan took a deep breath, slowly stretched out his hands, and tried to push the coffin lid.

The loud noise in the coffin stopped instantly, and the silent room seemed creepy.Ning Huan was so stiff that he turned his head back. He seemed to hear the "crackling" sound coming from the rubbing of his neck bone, and asked, "What... what's going on?"

Jin Yiwei replied calmly: "Come here."

Ning Huan wanted to move, but at this moment he only heard a "crash", and the coffin behind him suddenly moved half an inch away.Under the firelight, a cold and haggard hand protruded from the half-inch gap in the coffin, and it grabbed Ning Huan's arm at once.A chill spread over his back, and Ning Huan's brain exploded with a buzzing sound.On the other hand, Jin Yiwei squinted his eyes, as if he was waiting for this moment, the dagger in his hand was blown by the wind, and split open Ning Huan's hand.The broken arm fell to the ground with a "slap", Ning Huan wiped his face which was splashed with green paste, and bared his lips.

The monster in the coffin let out a sharp roar, and Ning Huan scrambled back.He leaned against the corner, hid behind the Jin Yiwei and waited and watched, swallowing with difficulty.

The coffin lid was pushed down to the ground, and a sallow zombie slowly crawled out of the pitch-black coffin. There is a huge hollow eye socket, but what is even more surprising is that although its limbs are shriveled, the abdomen is abnormally bulged like a woman who is pregnant in October.

Jin Yiwei snorted, picked up the bell in his hand, and with the crisp sound of "Dingling, Dingling", the slender figure behind him floated towards the wax corpse on the ground.Seeing this, the monster took a few steps back. Even though it was crawling on the ground, it was moving extremely fast.But the slender figure followed closely behind it without dissatisfaction in keeping with the rhythm of the bell.

The wax corpse couldn't get rid of the slender white shadow behind it, it turned around and screamed angrily, the ear-piercing sound was like the cry of a baby.At this time, the slender figure had already caught up with it, and the moment it attached to the wax corpse, it turned into a huge paper man, with its arms stretched several times, tightly wrapping the wax corpse.

The cold wind covered the howling of the wax corpse's last struggle, and its body gradually shriveled. "Hiss—" There was a hole in the protruding abdomen, and the green pus flowed out, and the rancid smell immediately permeated the air.A baby's head, which was two or three times larger than an ordinary adult's, slowly poked out from inside.It raised its huge head, and stared at Ning Huan and the Jin Yiwei who was watching the play with venomous eyes.

Jin Yiwei sneered slightly, the body of the wax corpse shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye, leaving only a sallow human skin, and a baby with the body of a human-faced spider emerged from his abdominal cavity.Its whole body skin showed a dilapidated dead gray, and its six limbs, which were no different from spiders, quickly crawled outward.

Jin Yiwei raised his eyes, and there was a trace of coldness in his dark eyes, he snorted softly: "I want to escape." After speaking, the short knife in his hand flew towards it.The blade is soaked in the red bean water of Zhiyang for seven days and seven nights, and it is designed to overcome evil spirits and ghosts.

The man-faced spider let out an ear-piercing scream, the dagger pierced deeply into its huge baby's head, yellow-green blood bubbled along the bluestone slab, the body struggled twice and then stopped the...

Ning Huan leaned against the wall in shock and was gasping for breath, his temples were covered with cold sweat, his black and white eyes stared unblinkingly at Jin Yiwei who was walking towards him.

"Promise." Jin Yiwei cast a disgusted glance at Ning Huan, walked around him and walked aside.

Ning Huan's breathing gradually calmed down, but just when he thought everything was over, the man who should have died suddenly opened his eyes.It flew up and rushed towards Jin Yiwei's direction.

Jin Yiwei frowned slightly, and with a light tap of his toes, he raised a coffin cover in front of him.Unexpectedly, when the man-faced spider turned its direction, all its targets were Ning Huan behind it.

The head of the man-faced spider was cut off completely, and Ning Huan was so blue that he covered his shoulders.The man-faced spider's sharp fangs bit his shoulder just now, and the dark red blood had already soaked half of his sleeve, and was falling to the ground along his fingertips.Ning Huan sucked in cold air, and the blackened wound throbbed with pain.

The black felt hat was thrown aside, and Jin Yiwei knelt beside Ning Huan, frowning, examining his wound.After taking off that evil attire, he looks like a handsome young man.

But Ning Huan was about to die, he didn't have time to appreciate the beauty's face, so he muttered angrily: "I must have done a lot of evil in my previous life, and now I meet you, the evil star, in this wilderness!"

Ning Huan curled his lips, he raised his head, his tone seemed to be indifferent to life and death, but his injured arm was still being dragged in the hand of the Jin Yiwei, so his posture seemed very strange. "I think I probably won't survive. If you feel guilty, please send my ashes back to the capital. Tell my mother not to be too sad for me, and give birth to a younger brother while she is still young. We The family does not favor boys over girls."

Seeing that Jin Yiwei hadn't paid any attention to him, he tugged at the arm beside him.Jin Yiwei frowned, raised his head, "What's the matter?" There was a trace of impatience in his eyes, and he looked at him expressionlessly.

When a person is about to die, even his courage has grown a lot. Ning Huan looked directly at Jin Yiwei's deep black eyes and asked, "Hey, it is said that you Jin Yiwei are well-informed. Before you die, can you fulfill my last wish? Ignoring Jin Yiwei's tightly locked brows, Ning Huan adjusted a comfortable posture, blinked his round black eyes, and asked, "Our husband said that because Cheng Zu was not Tai Zu's biological son, so he was too Zu was determined not to pass on the throne to him back then. Is it true or not? Hey—" Ning Huan tugged at the sleeve of Jin Yiwei beside him, "What do you mean by not talking? Dead people have the strictest mouths. Are you still afraid of me? Nonsense, don’t you know?”

Ning Huan's mouth was suddenly opened viciously, and a fishy and sweet taste rushed into his mouth: "Woo, woo, what did you feed me?" Ning Huan struggled, but his body and mouth were crushed by Jin Yiwei. Hold it tight.

"Things that can keep you alive." Jin Yiwei looked at Ning Huan indifferently and said.Seeing Ning Huan's dazed expression, he smiled mockingly, "Since you can't die, don't know things that can only be known by so many dead people."

Most of the cold feeling in Ning Huan's body dissipated because of the medicine given by Jin Yiwei.He blinked for a moment, after trying to understand the meaning of Jin Yiwei's words, and knowing that he could live for decades, Ning Huan suddenly changed back to that cowardly look, obediently clicking repeatedly nod.

Ning Huan carefully peeked at the Jin Yiwei, although the young man in front of him was not friendly to him, but after all, he saved his life, and he looks good.Hey, Ning Huan shook his head and sighed, sure enough, even seeing a man started to look good even if he didn't get married.

"My surname is Ning and my name is Huan. I am originally from Jiangnan. I am eighteen years old and have never married..." Ning Huan lay on the ground in a daze. He introduced it in detail, but the Jin Yiwei sat by the fire and wiped the short blade in his hand that was stained by the spider, and didn't even give him a look. He pouted, moved casually as if discouraged, and sat down again.

Su Xian glanced at that clean baby face, his clear eyes suddenly darkened, and his slightly puffed cheeks seemed to contain a trace of grievance.Su Xian suddenly felt a little funny, he didn't think he was annoying, but he was wronged in the corner by himself.

Su Xian's fingertips lightly tapped on Qu Fang's right knee one after another.He admitted that what he did at the beginning was a little unjust, but who made this person have an extremely negative physique and easily attract demons!He was also at fault for the man-faced spider. It was a big taboo to relax vigilance without confirming its corpse.But later, in order to save him, he bled and blocked the wind, otherwise why would he sit on the wind vent.Forget it, anyway, we won't see each other when we return to the capital, so why bother so much.

"Su Xian, the envoy of Jinyiwei Township, is originally from the capital." Su Xian replied without raising his head.He thought for a while, and then added, "Not yet married."

"I can't tell you about Ming Chengzu. Do you want to hear about your father's nemesis Wang Yaode raising a young lady behind his wife's back?"