After the preparations were complete, the government officials began to dig up the soil on the tomb.
And in order to ensure that there would be no accidents, Uncle Jiu requested that the other coffins in the Ren family except the old man be dug out first.
Qin Bai was still looking forward to it at first. Such a scene gave him an immersive feeling like watching Uncle Jiu's movie.
But the process was extremely boring, and he soon became bored.
After all, it is not interesting to watch the government officials digging soil. The efficiency is worrying. If Qin Bai is allowed to take action, it will probably be done in just a few breaths.
Qin Bai had nothing to do and chatted with Uncle Jiu. He mainly wanted to use this to infer the current situation in the Song Dynasty, but what he heard made him frown.
Demons appear frequently in various places. Although there are not many demons that have existed for thousands of years, the trend is still not optimistic.
Qiu Sheng came over and asked: "Senior Qin, I heard that there seems to be a demon in the capital. Do you know about this?"
Wen Cai said truthfully: "It is said that the demon was subdued only after the gods came to the world."
Uncle Jiu looked calm on the surface, but in fact he was also very interested in this matter. He pricked up his ears and listened carefully.
Qin Bai was still thinking about the demon in his heart, so he answered perfunctorily.
"To be honest, I am the reincarnation of Lord Huodexing. Now I don't have enough money to pay. Please transfer 300 yuan via WeChat. I will be thanked you greatly after you help me return to heaven."
No one believed what he said. Only Magistrate Wang couldn't help but ask Qin Bai if he really lacked the means to travel and wished he could leave Yanhu County immediately.
As time passed, coffins were dug out one after another, a deep pit appeared in Ren's backyard, and the soil piled up into a hill.
Qin Bai and Uncle Jiu looked at each other, both of them feeling a little confused.
A total of three coffins were dug out. Except for Ren Tingting, who was certain, the other two coffins were relatively casual, and there were not even tombstones erected.
Generally speaking, when buried, the coffins are oriented north to south or against the mountains and water, but these three coffins have different orientations, regardless of taboos.
Magistrate Wang waved his hand to the government officials to continue digging Mr. Ren's grave, but Uncle Jiu stopped him.
"Wait a minute, open the coffin cover first."
Everyone looked at him and listened to Uncle Jiu continue to speak.
"Although these coffins were buried not long ago, they are in the same feng shui after all. If there is any difference in Mr. Ren's body, these coffins will be able to reflect it to some extent."
Qin Bai also nodded. He relied on his spiritual sense to detect the strangeness. There was resentment in every coffin.
Magistrate Wang ordered the government officials to open the coffin. He didn't seem to be afraid of trouble and seemed very calm.
As the nailed cover was pried open, the smell of corpses came out, choking the mouth and nose.
Qin Bai glanced over and saw that the corpse showed no signs of demonization, but the strange thing was that the corpse did not appear to be rotten, and the skin was only slightly blue-purple.
When he saw the coffin board, he snorted calmly. There were a lot of scratches on it, probably from fingernails.
This shows that the three people were probably buried alive in the grave and struggled to death due to lack of oxygen.
Wen Cai looked at Ren Tingting's body and marveled: "Not to mention it is really beautiful, what if..."
Before he finished speaking, he felt everyone's eyes looking at him, with a faint hint of shock.
Wen Cai hurriedly wanted to explain, but Uncle Jiu said apologetically: "I'm sorry everyone, my apprentice is indeed mentally ill to some extent."
Everyone's eyes showed a little more pity. Wen Cai was about to cry but had no tears, but he looked at Ren Tingting a few more times honestly.
Qin Bai had been observing the corpses, and he asked Magistrate Wang: "Did the three corpses die at the same time?"
Magistrate Wang said without any emotion: "They suddenly became seriously ill, and by the time the servants found out, it was already too late."
Uncle Jiu stepped forward to check. He even opened the mouth and nose of the corpse, and nodded after seeing nothing unusual.
Magistrate Wang asked the government officials to continue digging the grave, becoming more and more violent. If the ancestors of the Ren family were still alive, the coffin boards might not even be able to cover it.
Soon, as the soil on the surface was turned over, the last coffin was gradually revealed. However, unlike the ordinary burial method, Mr. Ren's coffin was upright.
Uncle Jiu, Magistrate Wang and others explained that this was a legal burial, a Feng Shui pattern, which could protect future generations.
The listeners were all absent-minded. Magistrate Wang stared at the coffin, as if looking for something.
Qin Bai was half-convinced about the theory of Feng Shui. This was a world with immortals and Buddhas, and the role of metaphysics may not be obvious, but the deaths of these people in the Ren family were definitely not accidental.
The government officials continued to dig. They used ropes to pull the vertical coffin out of the ground little by little. The atmosphere became tense unconsciously.
Qiu Sheng saw his master's face solemn, and he silently held the rooster tied to the tree trunk in his arms. Is it possible that the corpse would really turn into a corpse?
Amidst the shouts of everyone, the solid wood coffin fell to the ground with a muffled sound.
Although it was unknown how long it had been buried, the coffin itself showed no signs of corrosion.
Just as Uncle Jiu signaled the government officials to pry open Mr. Ren's coffin, Capt. Chen suddenly couldn't help but breathe heavily.
Qin Bai followed his gaze and looked at the pothole, suddenly showing doubts on his face.
I saw that there was a coffin buried under Mr. Ren's coffin, and this coffin was far superior to the former in terms of specifications and size.
The material is golden nanmu, and it is also inlaid with gilt patterns, giving it an extremely luxurious feel.
Uncle Jiu couldn't help but ask: "Master Wang, why are there two coffins?"
Magistrate Wang shook his head and said eagerly: "It doesn't matter, let's just move the grave. It's almost evening."
Something was wrong in Uncle Jiu's heart, so he resolutely refused: "No, we can't do it rashly, it will be bad if it involves the transformation of the corpse."
"This is the custom of our Iwago Prefecture. There are no corpses in it, so please don't worry."
Uncle Jiu saw that Qin Bai had no reaction and stopped talking. The government officials began to pull the golden nanmu coffin out of the ground.
Magistrate Wang tried his best to control his emotions, but there was still a flash of greed in his eyes.
Uncle Jiu saw that Qin Bai was thoughtful, so he asked aloud: "Brother Qin, do you see any enlightenment?"
Qin Bai touched his chin, and his expression of hesitation immediately attracted everyone's attention, especially Magistrate Wang who was obviously nervous.
"If I'm not wrong..."
Qin Bai pointed to the cemetery, and the others looked at him subconsciously. Even the government officials stopped what they were doing.
"After my identification, it is correct that one contains the body of Mr. Ren, and the other contains the body of Mr. Ren when he was a child."
The scene fell into a long silence, until Magistrate Wang twitched the corners of his mouth and said, "Taoist Master Qin is joking."
Qin Bai smiled and patted the coffin: "I think the atmosphere is a bit stiff, so let's liven it up a bit. You can't see it, right?"
Magistrate Wang laughed sarcastically, and then urged the government officials to pull the golden nanmu coffin out of the ground.
It was not until this time that Qin Bai noticed the Yin Qi emerging in the coffin. It was difficult to detect, and it was even more hidden if it was buried deep underground.
From this point of view, many demonic auras in Iwago County may have similar situations, so wouldn't it mean that every household has a coffin buried...
Uncle Jiu simply took off the wooden sword from his back, scratched the blade with his fingertips, and drew a few spells with blood.
Seeing the two people behaving like this, Magistrate Wang felt that things were not going to end well, and his face became ugly.
Qiu Sheng said bluntly: "What is in this coffin, and it was buried with Mr. Ren?"
Chen Captou glanced at Magistrate Wang, and then replied in an ambiguous tone: "This is the tradition of our Yanhu County..."
Qin Bai walked up casually and patted the coffin board hard: "As far as I know, the Ren family should be Han, right?"
County Magistrate Wang heard the coffin board making an overwhelming sound, and his chest couldn't help but beat wildly: "The Taoist Priest didn't know that many people would bury a coffin in Yanhu County when they were born, to bless them with good luck. .”
After hearing this, Uncle Jiu asked, "You mean, even if you have never been to Iwago County, you will go out of your way to bury the coffin?"
Magistrate Wang nodded. Just as he was about to explain something, he suddenly saw from the corner of his eye Qin Bai's hands on the coffin board and began to break it apart.
Are you kidding me? The rivets used on the golden nanmu coffin are only a few inches long, which is not humanly possible at all...
As soon as he had this idea, Magistrate Wang's expression became dumbfounded, because Qin Bai really broke it off without tools.
Qin Bai's effortless look made others feel that the coffin board was made of paper, and you are not a Taoist priest with an official certificate.
He threw the cover aside and looked into the coffin.
The imaginary scene did not appear in front of Qin Bai. There was indeed no body in the coffin, it was just crawling with insects such as rat women.
The most eye-catching one was an ordinary earthen kiln jar. Because it was tied tightly in the coffin with a red rope, it did not break due to shaking.
Just as Qin Bai was about to bend down and pick up the earthen jar, Magistrate Wang rushed over. He ignored the bugs in the coffin and reached out to pick up the earthen jar.
Uncle Jiu was about to take action but was stopped by Qin Bai, who had amusement on his face. He wanted to see what kind of attention the other party was paying.
Magistrate Wang looked at the few people warily: "According to our tradition in Yanhu County, the jar will be buried properly."
After saying that, he planned to leave with the government officials, but Qin Bai reminded him: "Don't you want to take a look at Mr. Ren's coffin?"
As soon as these words came out, Magistrate Wang could only nod in agreement, but anyone could see that his purpose was the earthen jar in the coffin.
Qin Bai did not intervene to open the coffin lid again, but watched as the officials laboriously pried out the rivets.
Uncle Jiu couldn't understand the situation, but his attention was quickly attracted.
As the coffin boards were gradually opened, the smell of corpses became more obvious, and even others felt faintly dizzy after smelling it.
Unlike the golden nanmu coffin, there was indeed a corpse inside, but the corpse seemed to have been buried just yesterday because there was not even the slightest trace of decay on the skin.
In addition, Mr. Ren’s corpse had a distended belly, and he might have been holding back some anger.
Uncle Jiu's expression changed slightly, and he glanced at the setting sun on the horizon.
Things are going to change in about two hours. If we can't deal with it in time, I'm afraid it will really turn into corpses.
However, Qin Bai did not panic. He carefully observed the body of Mr. Ren with his spiritual mind.
There is no demonic aura in it, and even the zombies are only the lowest-level zombies, which may not even be able to hurt people.
Qin Bai guessed what should be kept in the earthen jar, and it had absorbed all the yin energy generated by the corpse.
"Eh? Magistrate Wang, please take a closer look at this corpse..."
Qin Bai pretended to point somewhere on the body, and Magistrate Wang couldn't help but come closer. Apparently, he also understood that the body was safer.
"Where?" Magistrate Wang didn't notice anything.
Qin Bai moved his fingers slightly, and the paper figure slipped from his sleeve, and a trace of Yin Qi floated towards the corpse.
The corpse was stimulated by the Yin Qi, and it suddenly changed. Its mouth opened, its fangs grew out, and its eyes turned blood red.
The zombie bit Magistrate Wang on the shoulder, and the corpse poison was immediately injected into the wound.
Magistrate Wang held his shoulders and howled in pain, but even so, he did not let go of the earthen jar in his hand.
The zombie looked at Qin Bai who was closest to it, ready to attack him.
Qin Bai directly took back the paper man. After losing his Yin Qi, the zombified corpse lay coldly back in the coffin.
Uncle Jiu looked a little surprised, and he quickly stepped forward to deal with the zombies.
"I didn't expect that corpses would also appear during the day. The corpses must be burned with flames as soon as possible, otherwise disaster will definitely occur at night."
How could Magistrate Wang dare to refuse? He shouted hoarsely and asked the yamen servants to bring firewood, his whole face twisted.
He wanted to resent Qin Bai for letting him be bitten by a zombie, but he didn't dare to provoke him at all, so he had to endure it.
Uncle Jiu and Qin Bai had a tacit understanding and did not let Magistrate Wang deal with the corpse poison in the wound.
This time the government officials were extremely efficient. Soon the body was wrapped in flames, and the only sound that could be heard was the crackling of grease.
Perhaps because there was something strange about the corpse, the fire stopped inexplicably several times, and it didn't burn very fast.
At this moment, it is necessary to show the Taoist priest's business ability.
Uncle Jiu was about to use spells and rooster blood to suppress the zombies, but Qin Bai took out a bucket of gasoline and poured it on them.
It doesn't matter how resistant it is to burning, physical ghost exorcism is no joke.
After the matter was over, Qin Bai watched Magistrate Wang and his people leave the Ren family's residence. Uncle Ninth had made so many preparations, but he was still struggling for a long time.
While Qiu Sheng and the two went to buy some food, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but ask Qin Bai: "Brother Qin, do you know what is in this earthen jar?"
"How would I know."
Qin Bai was indeed curious to grab them, but when he thought that there were probably dozens of similar earthen jars in Yanhu County, he was not in a hurry.
"Then why did you..."
Uncle Jiu didn't know that the earthen pot absorbed the yin energy generated by the corpse. He only felt that everything in this town was weird.
Qin Bai searched through the fish bag and finally took out a DJI drone.
Under Uncle Jiu's inexplicable eyes, he controlled the drone to fly over Iwago County, and then used the controller's screen to view the whole picture.
"Uncle Jiu, take a closer look. Is there anything weird?"
Although Uncle Jiu was surprised by Qin Bai's method, he subconsciously looked at the screen and his expression became solemn.
"Rearing corpses in jars?"
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