Chapter 1006 Prisoner of the Dragon (6)

The two coffins are surrounded by red threads to form a very special pattern. The red threads are wrapped with talisman paper and tied with golden bells.

The coffin is made of black silk on one side and red silk on the other, tightly wrapped around it.

On the spiritual tablet in front of them were the names and birthdates of Sikou Yinji and Bai Tang.

There are two colorful clay boys with smiling faces next to them. The boy is holding a gold ingot in his hand, and the girl is holding a red lotus in her hand.

Everything seemed so weird.

Following his father's instructions, Sikou Yinmo put Bai Tang in, crossed her hands on her abdomen, arranged her clothes, and put the hijab on her head before Sikou Yinmo stepped aside.

The Taoist priest kept mumbling for a long time, danced the whisk in his hand again and again, and loudly said: "Lid the coffin!"

When the heavy coffin was closed, few people could lift the lid.

"DingTalk!"

Shang Yuan shouted again.

Thick and long nails were driven in.

"The ceremony begins!"

The people at the scene started to move among the groups.

Sikou Ziming, Qi Zhen, and Sikou Yinmo were all silent.

They jumped back and forth regularly between the red lines, but no one touched the red lines.

The Taoist priest kept chanting incantations that they did not understand.

With a flick of the whisk in his hand, the spiritual flags in the mourning hall began to flutter. When the bell rang, the bells on the red line rang in unison.

Sikou Yinmo felt numb when he saw it. He didn't know much about this subject before and always felt it was a bit unreliable. Now it seems that he didn't come into contact with reliable people.

"reset!"

This is the order.

Those who were dancing around the coffin were instantly moved. There were two people wearing Taoist robes on one side of the coffin, and four people were carrying it. It takes eight people to carry two pairs.

They held a hollow bell in one hand and held the coffin in the other. They took three steps and took two steps back. Their steps were very strange.

Sikou Yinmo saw with his own eyes that the red coffin where the bride was lying, as well as the red brocade and red silk wrapped around the red coffin, turned black at an extremely fast speed, making them no different from the other coffin.

this……

Sikou Yinmo's pupils dilated and he took a deep breath.

It's really scary.

The Taoist priest held a bell in his hand, and while shaking it, he walked forward with strange steps. The people carrying the coffin followed behind. The Taoist priest in front shook the bell, and the Taoist priests behind him also shook the bell in unison, chanting something. .

Xiaoyu woke up and had no idea what was going on. She just felt like she could hardly breathe. There was something covering her face that she couldn't seem to lift. This feeling was so terrible that she couldn't speak even if she wanted to.

Where is this?

In the end what happened?

The sound outside was so noisy that it made her ears hurt. She seemed to...hear the sound of gongs and drums...

Suona?

He was getting more and more out of breath, and the little fish still had a strong sense of survival. He tried his best to push around, but when the surrounding area couldn't move, he turned around again.

Unexpectedly, there seemed to be something on top. The little fish knocked hard and pushed hard.

The nails made a sharp and piercing sound. She seemed unconscious and scratched desperately, and her fingers were worn out. Unbeknownst to her, her blood left horrific traces on the coffin.