Strange story player

Chapter 267 Weird Stories from Ancient and Modern Times

Everyone turned around and saw two men and one woman rushing over.

It was Qin Manjiang, Qiao Ziru and Mei Sijun.

When Qiao Liang saw Qiao Ziru, his expression immediately changed. He hid in the crowd with a guilty conscience, not daring to face his biological daughter.

But at this time, one of the several strong men responsible for digging the grave suddenly exclaimed:

"Taoist Priest! Come and take a look!"

The old Taoist was already ugly and pale, but now he was suddenly called out like this, and his beard was so frightened that his beard was trembling.

But after he collected the money, he naturally had to do something. However, Zhao Fengchuan and Lin, who was wearing a turtleneck sweater, saw Qin Manjiang among the three people who squeezed through the crowd at a glance.

Zhao Fengchuan raised his eyebrows and whispered: "He is indeed here."

"Lin, let's go."

The young man with heterochromatic eyes asked puzzledly: "What should I do here?"

"Hey, don't worry, aren't they here to deal with the aftermath?"

Zhao Fengchuan pulled Lin and squeezed out of the crowd calmly. He looked at Qin Manjiang: "What's more, these weird stories were originally prepared for him..."

"Hurry up and eat your fill, Jiang Du... I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Zhao Fengchuan and Lin left, and Qin Manjiang and the others just squeezed into the inner circle.

Qiao Ziru burst into tears after seeing the situation in the cemetery.

She's late.

Not only has all the grave soil been dug up, but even the coffin has rotted, exposing the bones inside!

"grandmother!!!"

Qiao Ziru rushed out.

However, the veteran who had been hesitating suddenly grabbed her, as if grasping a life-saving straw, and quickly shouted: "Don't go forward! Don't go over!"

Although he was old, his hands were like iron claws, holding Qiao Ziru's wrist tightly, and she couldn't struggle away at all.

"Let me go!" Qiao Ziru couldn't stop crying, "Grandma!"

Under the dark sky, in the cold mountain wind, the bones in the rotting coffins make people feel fear and pity at the same time.

Even though everyone is dead, they still have to suffer this kind of crime.

"Don't go there, you can't go there! You will suffer disaster if you go there!" The old Taoist still didn't let go.

Qin Manjiang was about to go up to help, but Mei Sijun stopped him. He pulled Qin Manjiang, shook his head slightly, and then said to Qiao Ziru: "Miss Qiao, listen to the Taoist priest, there is something wrong with this coffin..."

The old Taoist glanced at Mei Sijun and said nothing. Instead, he grabbed Qiao Ziru's hand and looked around at the crowd: "Where is the one named Qiao Liang? Get out of here!"

"Look at the coffin you used for your mother! You evildoer!"

The old Taoist mustache was almost furious.

However, the surrounding villagers looked at me and I looked at you, but no one found the bridge, and even the two bosses were nowhere to be seen.

"Oops! They ran away!"

someone shouted.

"What should we do? Is Mrs. Qiao's body exposed like this? Should she bury it again?"

"Ouch! Look! That corpse doesn't seem right!"

Some of the onlookers were sharp-eyed and saw something unusual in the rotting coffin.

"Old woman Qiao is so rotten that only her bones are left, why aren't her eyes rotten yet?"

This strange cry that chilled people's hearts instantly plunged the crowd into deathly silence.

Someone had the courage to peek into the coffin and actually saw two intact eyeballs lying in the eye sockets of the bones!

"Oh no, damn it!"

"ah!!!"

"There's a ghost!"

After one person called out, the crowd suddenly became panicked and rioted. Everyone squeezed back, hurriedly trying to escape from the sinister mountainside.

The strong gravedigger who just called Old Taoist also said in time: "Yes! Taoist Master, I just called you to see this, why are your eyeballs still there?"

He was quite courageous and didn't run away because he knew what this veteran was capable of. This time the patrons invited this veteran, and those of them who came to dig the graves felt a lot more at ease.

However, the old Taoist did not answer, but kept sighing and said: "If I had known it, I would not have taken this matter. This old lady has a bad life, which will make her unable to live in peace after death, but she was born with a pair of spiritual eyes. He should have self-destructed in the end, but he was harmed by this poplar coffin. I'm afraid it will become a disaster..."

Qin Manjiang felt as if there was a fire burning in his heart as he listened to the old Taoist's words. This feeling... made him very familiar. This was a sign that [Tong Jie] was about to discover a new [weird story].

But it was impossible for him to take out [Tongjie] to check in such public view, so he could only ask Mei Sijun next to him: "Do you know something when you stopped me just now?"

Mei Sijun sighed slightly and said: "As the saying goes, you will not sleep in willows when you are alive, and you will not sleep on poplars when you are dead. Miss Qiao's grandma's coffin should not have decayed so fast. I just took a look and found that the coffin is poplar. .”

"The wood of poplar wood is loose and brittle, and it is not resistant to corrosion. According to previous sayings, those who have died physically should be buried in the ground, and the coffin will resist all kinds of evil spirits until the soul decays."

"But this poplar coffin cannot block the evil spirit at all. The deceased is easily infected, and the body decays very quickly... so..."

"Miss Qiao's grandma is afraid that she will not be able to live in peace even after she dies."

He looked at the old Taoist: "The deceased is restless after death, and if the evil spirit changes, it will be easier for future generations to be found. That's why the Taoist Master held Miss Qiao and prevented her from coming forward to contact him."

The old Taoist priest glanced at Mei Sijun again. Young people nowadays don't know much about this kind of thing, and they don't believe it very well. This young man with outstanding appearance knows it, and it is probably because of his family's education.

Qin Manjiang was a little surprised. He waved to Mei Sijun, and the two of them lowered their heads to the side. He asked in a low voice: "Hey, according to what you said, some ghosts have their origins. Are those Taoist priests really capable?"

Mei Sijun shook his head and explained in a low voice: "The matter of ghost stories has been going on for a long time from ancient times to the present. In ancient times, some people fell into ghost stories and after escaping from the dead, they recorded what they knew and encountered in a book, and passed down what they did and felt to future generations. People, and those who obtain those are the Taoists.”

"Rather than saying that Taoists have magical powers, it is better to say that they know some methods of dealing with strange stories and ghosts from the records in ancient books and passed down from generation to generation."

Speaking of this, Mei Sijun suddenly mentioned something.

"Doesn't Classmate Qin know the origin of Miss Zhong?" he asked.

Qin Manjiang was stunned: "Zhong Xueran?"

Mei Sijun nodded: "Yes, Miss Zhong comes from such a family. Her prop is [Sanqing Bell], and among the one-time props we can redeem, there is also [Sanqing Bell], Mr. Qin doesn't think so Is it weird?"

When Mei Sijun said this, Qin Manjiang realized that there seemed to be many secrets hidden in it.

Permanent props are uniquely related to the player's soul characteristics. Zhong Xueran, who possesses the [Sanqing Bell], should indeed be related to Taoism, but he didn't even notice this.

"Yes... why does [Sanqing Bell] also have a disposable prop version..."

Qin Manjiang murmured in confusion.

Mei Sijun said no more and just said:

"Regarding this matter, classmate Qin should ask Miss Zhong in person."

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