I don’t know if it’s a psychological effect, but seeing this kind of prosperous but dark place makes me feel depressed.
It gives me the feeling that the whole building is an evil beast lurking in the darkness, watching us through the darkness at this moment.
As the car approached, Huang Jiu couldn't help but said: "Are these people in the museum still blind in all four eyes? There are so many ways to go, why come here?"
My eyesight is not weaker than that of Huang Jiu, and I also saw five men wearing glasses around the truck. One had gray hair, and the other four were all in their early thirties, relatively young, well-mannered, and clearly educated people.
But the car broke down and the coffin they were pulling was still bleeding with blood-like liquid, but the five people were not afraid at all.
I was busy checking the condition of the coffin.
It seems that they are another group of people who have never seen the world and believe in science.
When people like this ask us to do things, don’t they just do it to entertain us?
I told my second uncle, "They are all old academics. They are probably treating us like dead horses as doctors. Can we get along well with them?"
The second uncle said: "I'm asking you to make money, not to find a partner. As long as they are willing to pay, don't say anything after that. Just look at my eyes and do things."
The car drove under the building, and the entire road was covered in its huge shadow.
It is not called a ghost building for nothing.
In a building with more than thirty floors, starting from the first floor, the yin energy becomes heavier as you go up. When I reach the middle position, my spiritual eyes begin to blur. Going up a few floors further, all I see is chaos.
I knocked on the cat bag and asked Huang Jiudao: "Does what you said before still count?"
Huang Jiu was puzzled and looked at me with blinking eyes.
I stretched out my hand, weighed it and said, "Buddha bone relic, I want to use it now!"
The Tao Qi in a Taoist warlock's body is the nemesis to evil spirits. But water overcomes fire, so that depends on the situation.
I feel that for me, things here are like putting out a fire with a glass of water and working in vain.
If you want to solve it safely, you need Buddha bone relics.
The second uncle slowly parked the car next to the pickup truck, and Huang Jiucai reluctantly took the Buddha bone relic from his butt pocket and handed it to me.
Holding the Buddha's bone relic in my hand, I felt a lot more at ease.
The second uncle got out of the car and talked with the white-haired old scholar. I didn't get out of the car, but just looked at the minivan through the window.
The red liquid seeping out of the coffin was now flowing along the cracks along the edge of the car onto the road.
I frowned slightly.
Huang Jiu also said: "Not even a few old hens can handle this."
I was a little speechless, but also a little curious. In Huang Jiu's eyes, is fifty thousand yuan equal to an old hen?
Because of the 50,000 that Zhang Ying and the others gave me, all I wanted was an old hen.
At this time, the second uncle and the white-haired old man finished their exchange, walked back to the car window and whispered: "The old man is only willing to pay 50,000."
As expected, Huang Jiu immediately curled his lips and said: "An old hen, whoever likes to do this job will do it."
I suddenly felt that this product was so cute and I simply loved Tiger Oil.
It’s only 50,000, which is really a little less. I asked, “Is the Provincial Museum that poor?”
My voice was a bit loud, and a middle-aged man in the car heard it and said angrily: "If you open your mouth and keep it shut, it means money. Are you thinking about money?"
Huang Jiu wanted to retaliate, but I pinched his mouth and reminded him in a low voice: "They are engaged in antiquities research. If you speak, you will be within the scope of their research."
Upon hearing this, Huang Jiu hurriedly covered his mouth.
The second uncle knew that I was more accurate than him in seeing things, so he whispered: "Fifty thousand is neither too much nor too little. You have the final say whether you do it or not."
I'm not hesitating about how much money I have, but I'm weighing my own abilities.
If you have enough ability, you can get 50,000 yuan into your account, which is quite a lot.
But if you work hard, 50,000 is really too little.
Just when he was hesitating, the old man came over, glanced at me in the car, and then said: "Mr. Li, fifty thousand is our limit. In recent years, the museum's funds have been spent on protecting cultural relics. It's really yes……"
The old gentleman rubbed his hands in embarrassment.
It was his action that touched me. Thinking about it, there are actually many people like Lame Song in this world.
But I was very curious and asked: "Old sir, the car broke down, haven't you ever thought of calling a crane and replacing it with another car?"
The old man pushed up the thick glasses on the bridge of his nose and said, "We must have encountered an earth-bound spirit. Yin energy has entered the coffin, and we can't leave even if we change cars."
My mouth opened into an "O" shape and I looked at the old man in disbelief.
The four people in the truck heard our conversation and saw my surprised expression. They gave me a look that they had never seen in the world.
I asked again: "You know this is unusual, aren't you afraid?"
When I asked this question, I realized that the clown was actually me.
It was the five of them who were embarrassed.
A middle-aged man in the car couldn't help but said: "We have seen this kind of thing too many times. What's there to be afraid of? Besides, it's useless to be afraid. We can't just leave cultural relics here, right?"
When he said this, I almost wanted to give him a thumbs up.
No wonder they stay here without any trouble, they are alone and have no guilt in their hearts. Naturally, evil spirits cannot get close to them.
Without saying anything, I opened the car door and carried Huang Jiu out. I looked around the car and found nothing unusual, and then jumped into the truck.
The coffin is a sarcophagus, very heavy.
It is still covered with a layer of soil that has not been cleaned up, and is now soaked in red liquid, forming something like "blood mud".
The four young men followed me without saying anything, as if they were studying, with very serious expressions and attitudes.
One of them said: "Based on our experience, the coffin should be full of corpses."
Grandpa told me many strange things, but he was not Bai Xiaosheng either.
A corpse?
I stopped and looked at the young man.
He habitually pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose and told me: "The coffin is buried deep underground, and even if it is soaked in the coffin liquid, the body will shrive up to varying degrees. But in certain special circumstances, such as Now that it encounters strong Yin Qi, it will cause the corpse to swell after it penetrates."
After a pause, the young man said: "In your words, it means encountering a corpse transformation. Moreover, due to the expansion, the sealing of the coffin is destroyed, and the coffin fluid leaks out. If it is not processed as soon as possible, the corpse will break out of the coffin. "
Another person said: "Judging from the color of the coffin liquid, there should be a green zombie inside."
My eyes were wide open and I had some self-doubt.
Can't tell if they are Taoist priests or am I a Taoist priest?
The four of them saw me looking at them in shock, and they all looked at me with smart eyes.
But there was no contempt or ridicule in their eyes.
I just think I'm weird.
The white-headed old man poked his head and said, "Sir, we can handle the coffin matter, but this is the first time I have encountered this earth-bound spirit. You should get out of the car and look under the car."
I'm a little embarrassed.
Understand that I should be under the car at this moment, not in the car.
