Sun Jiaweng shouted loudly.
The imperial aura exuding from Xianfeng's coffin is even more surging!
No one discussed the authenticity of this coffin anymore. Everyone held their breath and watched in horror as the golden coffin in front of them was about to be placed in the tomb.
Only Jinxiu came back to her senses and looked at me blankly...
There is surprise, confusion, and questioning in her beautiful eyes!
"They are all real coffins."
I just replied to Jinxiu quietly.
The Golden Coffin of the Tired Gate... is true!
The golden coffin of Cemen... is also real!
But what really involves the golden coffin that led to the suicide of the leaders of the two sects was the golden coffin of Cemen!
That is the coffin that is still placed at Jintianhe Auction House today.
In fact, if you think about it carefully, you will know that the Xianfeng coffin in front of you cannot be the same coffin from back then.
Although Emperor Xianfeng was the Supreme Emperor of the Ninth Five-Year Plan and the True Dragon Emperor, he was just an ordinary emperor, not even a well-known emperor.
Throughout history, there have been hundreds of emperors. If Xianfeng's coffin can have such a big secret hidden in it, how can it be found in the coffins of other emperors?
To put it bluntly, Xianfeng’s coffin is not up to par.
Of course, this does not mean that Sun Jiaweng's delivery of Xianfeng's coffin to the mausoleum has nothing to do with Cemen's golden coffin.
"It's all true? What do you mean?"
Jinxiu asked me in a low voice, with a puzzled look on her face.
"Keep watching."
As for Sun Jiaweng's real intention, we have to look down.
After the ritual of sending the coffin into the tomb was completed, Sun Jiaweng still kept his hand on Xianfeng's coffin. He shouted again: "The coffin is placed in the tomb!"
But after he said this, the four six-fingered coffin bearers suddenly stopped moving.
Everything seemed to suddenly freeze.
Mr. Sun frowned and said, "Please invite four coffin bearers to take the coffin to the tomb!"
puff--
Then, at this moment, the faces of the four thieves who were born to carry the coffin suddenly turned dark, and they all spat out a mouthful of blood!
The coffin will not be placed in the tomb!
You can't even carry it into the tomb passage of this mausoleum!
Before everyone in the world could recover from the shock that this was the real Xianfeng coffin, they suddenly saw the coffin bearer vomiting blood. This series of events overwhelmed everyone.
"The dead soul of Emperor Xianfeng does not want to enter the mausoleum! The dragon energy is competing with the six-fingered coffin bearer!"
"The coffin has been away from the mausoleum for too long. Now that it is re-entering the tomb, it needs to be treated with the complete imperial funeral ceremony in ancient times. Otherwise, the proud soul of Xianfeng will not rest in peace."
"But now, where can I get a complete funeral ceremony for Emperor Xianfeng?"
"Anyway, Sun Jiaweng's intention today will be revealed..."
At this time, several shocked onlookers revealed what was happening at this moment.
Xianfeng's coffin did not want to be placed in the tomb. Although Sun Jiaweng's expression changed, he was not too surprised.
He obviously expected this situation.
Immediately afterwards, Sun Jiaweng looked at everyone in the arena, and he said loudly: "Everyone! Use my feng shui energy to send him to the tomb!"
His words immediately made the shocked people change their expressions!
"What a great Sun family man!"
"He is using the aura of us Jianghu people to force Xianfeng's coffin into the tomb!"
"I asked, how could this Mr. Sun allow everyone in the world to come here and watch!"
…
Jinxiu frowned and looked at me doubtfully.
I said nothing.
Why did Sun Jiawen ask everyone in the world to supervise his delivery of Xianfeng's coffin into the mausoleum? He wanted to use the aura and feng shui of everyone in the world to force the coffin into the tomb!
People who come here are more or less involved in metaphysics, and their magnetic fields are fundamentally different from ordinary people.
And this magnetic field can be turned into feng shui energy by some means, helping Sun Jiawen carry the coffin into the tomb.
If someone looks down from the sky at this moment, they can see that the distribution of people here is funnel-shaped!
The crowd of spectators were on one side of the funnel, the six-fingered coffin bearer and Xianfeng's coffin were on the other side, and Sun Jiaweng was in the center!
The two sides are facing a confrontation!
The game set by Sun Jiaweng is not that big, but the victory lies in its subtlety. It is difficult for people in the game to find that they are deeply trapped in the game. I only found out just now.
After the shocked Feng Shui masters discovered the Su Sun family's intentions, they did not leave. Instead, they looked at each other and directed everyone to stand in specific positions to better exert their own magnetic fields.
"Dear friends, if you send the coffin to the tomb, we can reap huge benefits. Let's join forces today to send Xianfeng's coffin to the tomb!"
Someone yelled.
And this is also the scariest part of Sun Jiaweng's situation...
As a man of the world, sending the soul of the emperor to rest can bring great blessings in terms of luck!
The Jianghu forces are most interested in luck, especially Jingmen, so even if the people in Jingmen first find out that they have been plotted, they will not destroy the situation, but will help!
"Okay! Mr. Sun would like to thank all his friends in the world!"
Mr. Sun nodded with satisfaction. He then looked at the coffin bearer and said, "Please bring the coffin to the tomb!"
The faces of the four coffin bearers improved a lot, as if they had been blessed in some way.
They once again worked hard to carry the coffin and send Xianfeng's coffin into the Shinto, the tomb passage of this mausoleum.
But seconds later, the accident happened again...
Click!
There seemed to be an unyielding force coming out of Xianfeng's coffin.
The hand of the six-fingered coffin bearer... is broken!
The four coffin bearers vomited blood again.
Sun Jiaweng’s face changed in shock!
Still didn’t work!
With the help of everyone in the world, it was still impossible to send Xianfeng's coffin to the tomb.
"what happened?"
"Something's wrong! The soul of the deceased emperor in Xianfeng's coffin seems to be unwilling to enter the tomb at all, and has already become obsessed with it!"
"If that's the case, the feng shui aura of us gangsters can't compete with it..."
The Jingmen discovered something unusual.
"President Sun, it's not that we won't help you, it's that the soul of the emperor in Xianfeng's coffin is really weird. How about I call my director of Jingmen to come over? My director of Jingmen has unparalleled skills, maybe I can help you get into the coffin. .”
A shocked person spoke up.
Sun Jiaweng frowned and said nothing.
He is obviously unwilling! He may have sent the coffin to the tomb just to deal with the director of Jingmen, so how could he ask the director of Jingmen to help?
When the people who were shocked looked at Xianfeng's coffin, they also showed a trace of greed.
After a moment, Sun Jiawen said in a deep voice: "Since the soul of the emperor does not want to go to the tomb, then there is no need to force it. The failure to do so today is not my fault, but God's failure to help me. I will think of a better way in the future. Then send the coffin to the grave."
But at this moment, I stood up,
It's time to take action.
I slowly walked towards the center.
Then, I changed my tone and shouted: "God won't help you, but it can help me! I'll take the coffin to the tomb!"
