I'm at a loss.
The fear and anxiety in my heart were shaken by this strange phenomenon.
coincide?
I don't think it's a coincidence.
The bluestone on the top of the mountain is the Jingmen, and the lightning-strike wood is the Shangmen. In terms of Feng Shui, the bluestone and the lightning-strike wood are the anchors at these two gates. At this moment, the anchor falls into the center of the deep pool where the other four gates are, and the eight gates are Gather six of them!
After that, it seemed that the mountain stopped shaking... Zhilong Mountain seemed to have stabilized.
The current of the Xuanhe River is getting stronger and stronger, and it is really about to rain!
"We still need a wooden sculpture...and the contents of the coffin..."
I muttered to myself subconsciously and glanced at Gou Santang from the corner of my eye. Although he didn't have a telescope, his eyes never wandered away.
Only now did I understand the reason why he was so confident.
He had known for a long time that such an incident would happen!
Of course, this is definitely not his ability. I am afraid it can only be attributed to the two words he said: "ancestral teachings."
The ancestors of the Gou family were definitely amazing people back then. They were able to bury themselves in such feng shui, and they also had arrangements and plans for future generations.
I just don’t know, what is his purpose?
As Zhilong Mountain stabilized, I noticed a figure shaking at the foot of the mountain.
Moving the telescope down, I saw clearly that it was Kong Bin who had fled up the mountain before.
There were also the corpse hunters who had fought with Xie Ming before and were thrown away.
They got a tree trunk that rolled down the rocks and were using its strength to swim towards our exit.
I even saw that one of them was carrying that wooden sculpture on his back...
Now Kong Bin and the others were obviously in a panic and kept swimming forward in a straight line.
But I had an intuition that they might not be able to get ashore because they were carrying that wooden carving...
Sure enough, after they swam some distance away, I saw another person appear at the foot of the mountain.
The man was tall and definitely not the corpse collector traveling with us.
I could recognize Kong Bin and the others mostly by their body shape and familiarity. Even with a telescope, I couldn't see their faces clearly.
This man seemed to be wearing rattan armor, but the color revealed was blood red.
He slowly walked into the water and soon disappeared.
Kong Bin and the others seemed to have discovered the same thing, and they swam faster.
But when they swam to the center of the deep pool, they all suddenly sank.
Without any warning, they disappeared as if they had never appeared...
Zhilong Mountain also completely stabilized, and even the deep pool no longer swayed.
Suddenly, the thought I had just occurred to me again.
The remaining two town objects also reached the center of the pond. After the eight gates were completed, the instability of the dragon's energy caused by the loss of the iron coffin has now stabilized.
I don't need to see them to know that the disappearance of Kong Bin and the others must be because of the tall "person" just now.
He is what is buried in the coffin at the door of death!
At this moment, Gou Santang also began to give orders, and we, who were made of corpse-retrieving boats, turned on the engines and entered the deep pool.
The corpse boats behind them carried the new coffin and headed towards the center of the deep pool.
Now that we are in the deep pool, although the water in the hanging river behind is turbulent and fast, it calms down after passing through the entrance of the deep pool.
The deep pool is not big, but only two miles apart.
The rapid water was like mud flowing into the river, without causing any ripples.
Gou Santang also got on the corpse-removing boats carrying the new coffins, and together they went to the middle of the pond.
Liu Wensan lit a cigarette, sat on the ground again, took out the wine, and took a sip to warm up.
He handed me the wine, but I didn’t drink it. I just kept looking at the telescope.
The fear on the faces of the other corpse collectors disappeared a lot, and they also sat down to rest.
As for Zhang Yang, he was so greedy that he suppressed any fear and kept looking at the iron coffin.
In sight, Gou Santang and his party sank the new coffin into the center of the deep pool.
Then they burned incense and made offerings before returning.
I returned the telescope to Gou Santang, with a complex look in my eyes.
The joy on Gou Santang's face could not be suppressed. He shook hands with me and said with a smile: "Thanks to Mr. Luo, Mr. Yin and Yang is indeed well-deserved. Over the years, he has failed to retrieve the coffin time and time again. I really thought that this ancestor Wrong training.”
"Today I realized that what my ancestors said was true, but I have never found the right person!"
I forced a smile and didn't answer.
At this moment, Zhang Yang suddenly said: "Master, should we open this coffin here or go back? What is inside?"
Gou Santang narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at Zhang Yang: "You are too impatient."
Zhang Yang quickly lowered his head, with a panicked look on his face, saying that he didn't mean that, he just thought that this trip would be considered a heavy casualty, and he was just curious.
Everyone has curiosity. I am curious, and Liu Wensan must be curious too.
Zhang Yang is definitely greedy.
But he's not wrong. The corpse hunters gathered at Gou's house, don't they just want money?
"Mr. Luo, Mr. Liu, the water in the Xuanhe River is not flat at the moment. We will return after dawn."
"Don't worry, you two. The water flow in the Xuanhe River was indeed too fast before, but the current water situation has happened many times in recent years and will not last for long." Gou Santang said to me and Liu Wensan again with an easy-going look.
Now that I had calmed down, I felt the fatigue coming from my body.
When I sat down to rest, my legs and feet were a little weak and trembling.
Resting against the side of the boat, Liu Wensan sat over, while the wolf mastiff lay in front of me, looking at the pool with its round eyes.
"Sixteen, this trip is dangerous. Uncle Wen almost thought he couldn't get up just now. Lao Shizi's iron coffin is so heavy that it can barely hold it up with so many people lifting it in the water."
There were already seven or eight cigarette butts at Liu Wensan's feet.
He put out a cigarette, lit another, and said: "I don't know what happened just now, but suddenly the coffin became lighter, as if something was pushing us. Otherwise, we really wouldn't be able to get to the shore. Did the ancestor of the Gou family appear?"
I thought thoughtfully, shook my head and said: "Uncle Wen, it shouldn't be what's in this coffin. The coffin itself is a kind of artifact. No matter how ferocious the corpse is, it can't get out without opening the coffin, especially the elder Gou family." The ancestors should be good corpses. Look at the changes in the mountains just now, it is completely beyond human intervention."
"I think it's the female corpse who's helping you." It's not unreasonable for me to say this.
I promised the female corpse before that I would return the jade-turned-yin fetus. If Liu Wensan died here, it would be another accident.
She took a little action and saved his life, but it didn't take much effort.
Liu Wensan looked surprised and silently smoked two cigarettes before saying: "We need to discuss this with the Gou family leader quickly."
