Chapter 15 The Most Beautiful Xiangxi (15)

When Miao Fangfei said it for the second time, the other passengers also reacted. They knelt down without caring about being dirty, and said in unison:

"Senior, we are here to send you back home!"

"Rest in peace, we will send you back home!"

Zhao Hongtu was still hesitating with the bow in his hand, but Hou Feihu pressed his shoulder hard. He gritted his teeth and knelt down, and kowtowed. The sky suddenly darkened, as if a black cloth covered the sky. The resentment hovered above their heads, and the coldness was like a blade or a weapon, making everyone's hair stand on end. They suppressed their instinct to be on guard against resistance and collapsed even lower, almost close to the soil.

Woo--

The cold wind passed through the hall, and the sound of the cold wind lingered in everyone's ears, like the sound of a battlefield horn, and as if the spirits of the corpses in the coffin had not yet dispersed!

Bang, bang--

The dull knocking sound came from the main room in a mess, as if something was locked in the coffin, hitting and scratching the coffin board unwillingly.

They hate, they hate that they died, they can't continue to kill enemies and protect the country.

They resent, they resent that they sacrificed their lives for the country, but their bodies are trapped here and can't be buried.

They are angry, angry that someone doesn't know what's good for them and disturbs their peace!

Hatred, resentment, anger, in the passengers' voices of "return home", more and more turbulent, the whole main house seems to be overwhelmed, even the bricks and tiles are shaking.

Return home, return home!

Everyone is swept up by this surging resentment, immersed in the forced feeling of those unwilling anger, the soul is like leaving the body and returning to the battlefield a hundred years ago, unable to extricate themselves. Only Wei Xun, who is closest to the main house, is still out of it.

He can also sense the resentment. Strangely, Wei Xun seems to have a perspective eye, and can "see" through the door of the wooden house that the scarlet resentment rises from the coffin, hovering in the house, and attached to every passenger.

The resentful souls in the coffin heard the promises of the passengers. If they made a promise, they must do it.

Otherwise, he will be cruelly retaliated.

There was also scarlet resentment floating towards Wei Xun, but it suddenly dissipated when it was about to touch Wei Xun.

[SAN value: 89]

The SAN value decreased a little, and Wei Xun's forehead was itchy. He scratched it and felt that the bulge on his forehead seemed to grow a little.

It absorbs resentment?

Wei Xun vaguely felt that there was a little bit of resentment absorbed by the tip of the horn lingering on his forehead. He tried to lead it outward without fear of death. After several attempts, he succeeded!

The energy was not much, and Wei Xun boldly led it to his left eye. A red light flashed in his eyes, and his vision was covered by light red mist.

After blinking, Wei Xun looked at the main house again and found that he could "see" more clearly. The scarlet resentment gradually dissipated. Through the main house and the coffin, Wei Xun's sight fell on the corpse in the coffin.

The appearance of the corpse could not be seen clearly, and only a layer of light golden light could be seen floating, like gold dust. The magnificent and pure power lurks in the golden light, light and heavy, like the pulse of the motherland for five thousand years, like the military medals of the martyrs stained with blood on the battlefield, incompatible with the scarlet resentment, almost holy.

But those 'golden dust' has become very shallow, and is being eaten away by another kind of thick black resentment, gradually becoming dim.

[Ding, you have triggered the title task! ]

Just as Wei Xun was observing the 'golden dust' and the thick black resentment with interest, the hotel prompt sounded in his mind.

[Task name: Unknown]

[Task introduction: Unknown]

[Task reward: Unknown title]

[Task progress: 0.5%]

[Task prompt: Do as you did just now! ]

Title task?

Wei Xun's heart moved, do as you did just now? Observe the resentment? Wei Xun felt that the energy in his left eye was rapidly consumed, and there was not much time left. Before it was exhausted, Wei Xun followed the direction of the thick black resentment and looked out.

Boom——!

The strong sense of deterrence and oppression like surging waves came crashing down. Wei Xun's head was dazed, and his ears were buzzing. It took him a long time to come back to his senses.

At that glance, Wei Xun first saw the thick black resentment on the group of rotten corpses in the yard.

But what attracted Wei Xun's attention more was the scarlet and fierce resentment that enveloped the entire Xiaolong Yizhuang! The resentment was like a chain curse, suppressing and sealing the corpses in the yard here, forever suffering from the torture of wind and rain, unable to leave!

[You have observed the resentment of the corpse driver Pingping, resentment level: A level]

[Task progress: 1.5%]

When did Wei Xun leave? No passengers noticed.

When the invisible resentment finally disappeared, Miao Fangfei and others were already covered in cold sweat. Xu Chen, who had the strongest perception, had weak legs when he got up. When he stood up, his body even shook and he almost fell.

After everyone was able to stand up, Miao Fangfei took the lead and pushed open the wooden door. This time there was no obstruction.

There were not many things in the main room except twelve coffins. There was a small altar with dust piled up to a thickness of one finger. The stale smell of corpses hit me in the face, mixed with the rain, and became an unpleasant smell that almost covered people's lungs.

The eight coffins in the middle were arranged in order. As Miao Fangfei said, only these eight coffins had wooden tablets in front of them, but they were covered with black mold, and it was no longer clear who was in the coffin.

The windows of the main room were sealed, not letting in any light. Only a little light came from the open door, which was dark and dim. The fat man lit an outdoor camping lantern and placed it on the small altar, which could barely illuminate the area of ​​the coffin.

"This coffin is a bit strange."

Hou Feihu pondered: "I saw the coffin when my comrades were buried. The one here..."

"Not quite 'complete', right."

Wang Pengpeng took out a pair of gloves from somewhere and put them on, and carefully touched the coffin in the center, from top to bottom, as if he were touching someone. Zhao Hongtu got goosebumps all over his body and muttered:

"This isn't a coffin, it's just a few wooden boxes."

"Shh!"

Hou Feihu glanced at him sternly and lowered his voice: "Don't say stupid things."

"What he said makes sense."

Miao Fangfei sighed softly, her eyes falling on the coffin in front of her with complicated eyes: "This is indeed not a serious coffin, it is more like a temporary 'container'."

A container for placing corpses.

A serious coffin is narrow at one end and wide at the other. It does not use a single nail in the whole body and is entirely connected by a mortise and tenon structure. There are dozens of processes including wood selection, planing, splicing, carving, and painting. Skilled old coffin makers make a coffin. It will also take several months.

The coffin in front of me is more like a temporary piece. The wooden boards are long and short, with different thicknesses. The splicing joints cannot be perfectly combined, and they are all tied together with ink thread to prevent them from falling apart. The 'coffin board' is more like a split table board, which is placed on the coffin. There are dripping ink lines on it, and a rope that has faded and turned into black is tied horizontally at the end.

"This is a stumbling block."

Fatty Wang lowered his voice: "Be careful, the 'seniors' in the coffin may have signs of corpse transformation."

The tripping rope is usually done by tomb robbers. After they open the coffin lid, they will draw a cinnabar rope across the end of the coffin and the position of the corpse's feet according to the condition of the corpse in the coffin. According to legend, the zombie's body is stiff and unable to bend. In the early stages of the corpse's rise, it can only move forward, not backward.

If the zombies stand upright while the tomb robbers are searching for the underworld artifacts, they will trip over the cinnabar rope in front of their feet, delaying some time for the tomb robbers to leave.

Hearing what he said, the passengers were all frightened. Miao Fangfei glanced at Hou Feihu with a sullen face, who slowly shook his head:

"I don't have any bad premonitions."

[I have an ominous premonition (green title): You can always sense the ominousness in advance when it knocks on the door. But when you sense it, the ominous situation has already arrived at the door. What can you do? 】

"I can't see any resentment."

Xu Chen took the initiative, paused and then spoke again: "Director Bing was standing outside the door just now... This is probably not a branch attraction."

Since it is not a branch attraction, everyone knows what the eight coffins in the main room mean corresponding to the number of tourists.

"We have to hurry."

Miao Fangfei breathed a sigh of relief, took the lead to walk to the coffin facing her, and gently pushed open the wooden plank hanging on the coffin. Sure enough, without wasting too much effort, the wooden board separated from the coffin, and everything in the coffin was clearly visible.

Inside the coffin was a male corpse, dressed as a soldier from the Qing Dynasty. The corpse was blue-black in color, with mercury spots on the shriveled skin. The eyes, nose and mouth collapsed into black holes, which looked more like black holes. The eyes were wide open, staring at Miao Fangfei, as if he was dead.

The corpse's neck was covered with rough centipede-like stitch marks, as if his head had been completely chopped off, then picked up and sewn back together.

When the lid of the coffin was opened, the entire main room fell silent. Everyone's eyes were focused on the corpse, and they were wary. The corpse did not look like an ordinary person. The half-inch long black sharp nails and the purple tips of the teeth protruding from the shriveled lips seemed to be... It indicates that he has turned into a corpse.

But from beginning to end, he didn't move at all, just lying flat in the coffin, like a serious corpse.

"Do you still remember what Director B said when he introduced Xiaolong Yizhuang?"

Miao Fangfei whispered: "Xiaolong Yizhuang was built in the Qing Dynasty. When foreign enemies invaded, General Luo Rongguang in the late Qing Dynasty led his troops to defend the Dagukou Fort and died heroically. In memory of the generals and soldiers' righteousness, Ma Laosi led his disciples to take the initiative to go out of Hunan and lead the troops Yong's corpse returned to his hometown and stopped at Xiaolong Yizhuang when he passed through Wuluoshan."

"In other words, the corpse exterminator originally settled in Xiaolong Yizhuang, but for some reason, he put the matter on hold. Let these...several seniors be trapped here, unable to return to their homeland?"

Shi Tao followed Miao Fangfei's words and looked at Miao Fangfei with a hint of admiration in his eyes. Most modern people have given up the habit of kneeling and worshiping long ago. Miao Fangfei was able to kneel down so decisively and tell the reason of their origin as quickly as possible to calm the grievances of the 'seniors'. He really admired Miao Fangfei's mental agility.

"My last trip was to the dangerous Terracotta Warriors and Horses Pit No. 4, and I had a similar experience."

Miao Fangfei said calmly, smiling slightly: "I didn't understand before...someone kneeled too slowly, which annoyed the 'seniors', and the project was not completed, and half of them died."

hiss--

The other passengers' eyebrows skipped a beat, and their eyes looked at Miao Fangfei with a little more gratitude. If she hadn't knelt down first and told the key, I'm afraid they would have avoided it subconsciously, or taken out weapons like Zhao Hongtu. This is the human instinct to avoid danger.

How strong will the resentment of the 'seniors' who have been locked up in such a simple coffin for hundreds of years, unable to return home, and almost turned into corpses, just thinking about them makes them break into cold sweats. By then, let alone completing the project, whether you can save your life will be at stake.

After thinking about this, someone noticed that Miao Fangfei had something in her hand, and she put it away without making a sound.

Miao Fangfei must have been rewarded a lot for being the first to figure out the key and calm the corpse's resentment. The journey is like this, the first person gets the best, and the others get the worst. Only with rich experience, sharp thinking and decisive judgment can you survive the journey and become stronger and stronger.

"Eight seniors, our project this time is to send them back to their hometown."

Miao Fangfei looked at the time, then at the four empty coffins, frowning slightly: "Be careful when handling."

"What happened back then? Why did the corpse driver leave the predecessors here? There must be something strange about it."

The rain outside the house continued to fall, and the sky became darker. Several camping lights were hung in the main room, illuminating the room. No one spoke, and the passengers were nervous and careful to handle the corpse.

The Western style corpse-dripping method first put cinnabar on the deceased's forehead, back, chest, left and right palms, and soles. Each place was pressed with the Chenzhou talisman, and then wrapped with five-color cloth strips.

The previous corpse drivers also handled the corpse in this way, but it has been more than a hundred years since then. The cinnabar has long faded, and the magic talisman cloth strips have decayed, so the passengers need to replace them with new ones by hand.

This is not an easy job. The rigid corpse is as heavy as iron, and the limbs cannot bend. If you want to apply the cinnabar to the right place, you must pick up the corpse and turn it over by hand. Even if the predecessors did not "get physical" when they were being handled, it was enough for the passengers to get close to the corpse in the coffin.

What's more, some of the corpses were still holding rusty knives tightly in their hands, and they refused to let go no matter what. Before long, everyone was sweating all over, but they didn't dare to let the sweat drip on the corpses. For a while, they didn't know how embarrassed they were.

After being busy for a long time, Lin Xi and others were in a hurry to pee, so they went to the toilet with Hou Feihu and others. Old passengers would not do such stupid things as going to the toilet alone. Even if they go to the toilet, their companions must be within sight.

Huh--

After an unknown amount of time, Miao Fangfei stood up and wiped the sweat with her arm. She was quick and had the help of Banban. Now she had completed most of the work. She only needed to stuff cinnabar into the ears, nose, and mouth of the corpse, and seal it with the Chenzhou Talisman to seal the three souls of the corpse.

Her eyes habitually circled in the room, and suddenly, Miao Fangfei's eyes condensed.

"Lin Xi, Hou Feihu and Xu Chen haven't come back yet?"

The people who were immersed in their work finally came back to their senses and looked around. They really didn't see the three people.

"They have been gone for too long."

Not only Miao Fangfei, but everyone else's faces changed. Miao Fangfei immediately stood up and pointed at a few people: "Shi Tao, Wang Pengpai, follow me--"

"Ah--!!!!"

A sharp and shrill scream suddenly rang out, piercing through the rain curtain, startling everyone's expression and rushing out immediately.

"It's Hou Feihu!"

The scream came from the yard full of rotting corpses!