After the upper grave was dug flat, red bricks were seen.
The bricks were very strong and could not be opened for a while. Fortunately, a Yu Linwei was clever and found a passage from the side. Song Haiming got Song Li's reminder and naturally became careful.
"Everyone, bring your face towels!"
"No one is allowed to open the coffin. Lock the coffin with chains and then carry it out completely for me."
Song Li originally wanted to step forward and make a few vague remarks, but seeing how thoughtful he was, he just stood there and watched the fun.
[My eldest brother is mature, stable and talented! 】
"Ahem," Song Haiming pinched his nose, a little embarrassed.
After a while, six people worked together to carry out a red-painted coffin with several circles of iron chains wrapped around it, which looked eerie.
Although six young and strong men were carrying it, it was very difficult for everyone.
Another young man was muttering, "Who is buried with an upright coffin? It's really strange!"
Suddenly there were whispers around.
The cemetery is surrounded by a circle of willow trees.
Red painted wooden coffin!
Buried vertically!
This is obviously someone deliberately raising female corpses!
The willow tree absorbs the yin, the red pavilion seals the soul, and those who are buried vertically will never be reincarnated. What is this but raising corpses?
Taoist priests have already begun to explain the secrets to everyone.
Everyone heard bursts of sighs.
Vicious! It’s really sinister!
I don’t know what kind of hatred it is, but it won’t stop even after people die.
Song Mei leaned into Xiao Yifeng's arms, "I thought ghosts were scary, but I didn't expect human hearts to be the most unpredictable."
Xiao Yifeng held her hand where no one else could see it, "Sister Mei'er is just too innocent. Don't be afraid. With the Song family and this prince protecting you, no one dares to have any evil thoughts towards you."
Ever since Song Mei gave him the jade mine but asked him to recommend Song Haiming, he had been feeling grudge, especially after he found out that the jade mine was dug to the bottom.
He left Song Mei alone for half a month, but found that Song Mei and Xiao Yisheng were very close.
He was very irritable for no reason, and then he coaxed Song Mei back.
Song Mei raised her head and smiled at him, her eyes as crooked as the moon, "I'm not afraid, I'm awesome, you'll know later."
Her business had already taken off and was just waiting for an opportunity to take off.
Xiao Yifeng smiled and tapped the tip of her nose.
The two continued to watch the fun holding hands.
"Open the coffin!"
"Open the coffin and let us see what the female ghost looks like!"
"I haven't seen a female ghost yet!"
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The ignorant are fearless. Song Haiming was not affected by the commotion around him. He was negotiating with the monks at Huguo Temple.
Because the Taoist priest has run away at some point, and only the monk can still use it.
"I'd like some masters to take this coffin back."
Several monks almost scolded them when they heard this, but they could not refute it in front of everyone, because this was indeed within the scope of the monks' business.
"Donor, we still don't know what is inside, so why not open it and have a look. If it is really a female ghost, the poor monk will definitely take it back to Huguo Temple for salvation."
Song Haiming: "I will arrange the carriage and people to help you carry it up the mountain. I will not let the masters be burdened."
Several monks looked much better after hearing what he said, "Since the donor insists on this, let it be so."
Song Haiming has already sent people to find the carriage, but it hasn't come yet, so he can only wait.
The onlookers became more and more curious and kept shouting that they wanted to open the coffin. Song Haiming looked serious and remained unmoved.
Soon, three carriages came on the trail in the distance. The woods could not enter, so they stopped on the roadside.
Song Haiming noticed that the curtain of the carriage was vermilion and it was not the carriage used by the Yulin Army, so he couldn't help but stop and watch.
I saw an indistinguishable and handsome young man getting out of the first carriage. He reached out his hand from the carriage curtain and helped a graceful and luxurious woman out. Song Haiming took a closer look and saw that this woman was actually a tall woman. Princess!
He couldn't help but narrow his eyes and raised his feet to meet him.
Just two steps away, I saw a majestic old man getting out of the second carriage. If he wasn't the emperor, who was that old man?
Song Haiming's feet were faster, but his mind was thinking quickly.
It must have been caused by Song Yihuan. He discovered it just after Song Yihuan left.
Why did she bring these two people here?
Let them broaden their horizons?
Or... let these two people take corpse poison?
Just at this moment, Song Yihuan arrived on horseback. She tied the horse behind the carriage. When she turned around, her eyes met Song Haiming's and she covered her mouth and nose with her hands.
Song Haiming felt that he had discovered the truth!
My sister is so brave!
I have to let Lao Deng take a few more puffs!
Ordinary poisons can't do anything to him.
He walked quickly to the emperor and the eldest princess, "I have found the source of the disaster, and I am about to hand over the filth to the masters of Huguo Temple. The emperor's dragon body is urgent. Please return to the carriage with the eldest princess. Don’t be tainted with bad luck!”
"Hmph!" The emperor snorted coldly, "This is the Yulin Order that I serve for! Before the coffin was opened for autopsy, I was so frightened that I heard a few words and threw it into the hands of a few monks."
"In my opinion, you don't want to be the Yu Lin Ling anymore!"
Song Haiming took off the Seven-Star Sword from his waist and raised his hands in front of him, "Even if the emperor wants to remove me from my post, I will still dissuade His Majesty!"
"Get out of the way!" The emperor kicked Song Haiming in the chest. Song Haiming was on guard and flew backwards after only receiving five points of force. A mouthful of blood spurted onto the ground.
The emperor originally didn't feel comfortable kicking him, but when he saw that he was vomiting blood, he was afraid of being criticized if he went too far, so he gave up.
There is something fishy about this matter. A female ghost kidnapped Wen Renjie? Only ghosts believe such nonsense. It was not until the eldest princess came to him to watch the fun that he grasped the suspicion. Then the secret guard came to report that Song Haiming did not dare to open the coffin, which proved his suspicion.
It's just a drama that was directed and performed by oneself. Wouldn't it be a shame to open the coffin?
Haha, he let the Song family dance for so long that they even dared to jump on his face!
"Open the coffin!"
"The True Dragon Emperor is here. I want to see what kind of monster is in this coffin?"
"Long live the Emperor, long live the Emperor!"
"Long live the Emperor, long live the Emperor!"
Everyone knelt on the ground and shouted in unison, and the excitement suppressed by Song Haiming rose again.
The emperor's face softened slightly, and he walked to the coffin to personally supervise the opening of the coffin.
The shrewd Yulin Guards had retreated to the back, and the pushy ones naturally squeezed to the front. They opened the chains and used crowbars to pry open the coffin nails, a total of nine nails. After prying them all out, the air suddenly felt a bit colder.
To the west, the sun sank into the mountains, hiding its last ray of light.
Some timid girls have quietly retreated to the periphery, but in front of the emperor, men dare not retreat. If you step back and let the emperor see you, your official career will basically be ruined. Especially for the princes, Xiao Yifeng had already taken a few steps forward and stood behind the emperor.
Wei Yulin who opened the coffin suppressed the feeling of hair in his heart. He must have thought too much! The sun is setting and of course the air is getting cooler!
The brave ones just pushed the coffin lid with their hands, and others quickly stepped forward to help.
The emperor laughed heartily and did not forget to glance at Song Haiming, "In front of everyone, let everyone see the true face of this female ghost!"
A burst of white mist floated out from the cracks in the coffin, and there was a bit of corpse smell in the coldness.
The emperor stopped laughing, having a bad premonition, and went to look at Song Haiming. Song Yihuan had already helped him to the roadside for treatment.
"Haha, he's just a little talented, but he still knows how to put on a show!" Don't think he doesn't know, that kick didn't hit the mark at all.
"Open them all for me!"
