Ninety Thousand Miles Across the Weird World

Chapter 159 Eight nails, nailing the corpse

He San's strength was infinite, and in an instant, the mountain rock cracked, revealing a long crack.

Deep in the crack, a lacquered red coffin stood quietly. The coffin looked very new, and the red paint seemed freshly painted, bright and dazzling.

Four iron longevity nails were wedged into the lacquered red coffin lid, and the nail caps were stained with rust.

Red coffin?

Li Jun studied folk customs before traveling, and knew that there are many taboos about the color of coffins, taking red coffins as an example.

Red is the blazing sun, which has the effect of suppressing wronged souls, so those buried in red coffins are generally those who died tragically.

However, there are exceptions to using the Red Pavilion.

If the old man is over eighty and dies without a disease, he can also use a red coffin, which is called joy and mourning.

Li Jun carefully looked at the red coffin in front of him, obviously it couldn't be happy or mourning.

Which family will draw talismans on the coffin board at the funeral, these talismans are obviously talismans to restrain evil spirits and fierce ghosts, so the people inside must be the ones who died violently.

There was a crack on the lacquered red coffin lid.

The monkey corpse wine just dripped in, and the area around the crack was wet.

"My lord, wait for the young one to open the coffin, drag out the contents, and let you whip the corpse."

As soon as He San finished speaking, his tail suddenly grew bigger, and he swept over fiercely, the coffin lid was torn apart,...

"not good."

Li Jun only had time to yell, and then he felt his five senses lost, as if he had fallen into a deep black hole, falling, falling.

Faintly, there was a noisy sound.

Li Jun opened his eyes.

He found himself lying on the slabs of the coffin, a group of people looked down on him, talking a lot, he tried to struggle, but found that his hands and feet were weak, and his head was dizzy.

"Hou Shi, the guilty woman, has an unforgivable crime. She is sentenced to eight nails and can be executed."

"One nail, nail the cap of the sky, into the heart, break its mind."

"The other seven nails are driven into the seven orifices respectively, so that their ears cannot hear, their eyes cannot see, their mouths cannot speak, they cannot live, they cannot die, and their souls are immortal."

Then, an old man walked towards Li Jun slowly, holding a thick iron nail with a cold light in his hand.

Despair, pain, sadness, grievance, fear.

All the negative emotions flooded in, and Li Jun almost sank. At this moment, he felt that he was the Hou family,... No, no, no, Lao Tzu is not Hou Shi, Lao Tzu is Li Jun.

Li Jun was furious, and bit the tip of his tongue fiercely. Under the extreme pain, his mind instantly cleared up, and he suddenly sprayed the blood from his mouth at the old man in front of him, hissing~
The old man screamed, his body was shattered, and the noisy people around him disappeared.

Li Jun opened his eyes again, he was still standing in front of the lacquered red coffin, He San looked at him strangely: "Master, why are you suddenly stunned?"

Li Jun wiped off the cold sweat on his forehead.

He looked at the lacquered red coffin calmly. The coffin was full of white paper figurines, layer upon layer, almost filling half of the coffin. A layer of gray air floated on the paper figurines. Laugh at mere mortals.

He San flicked his tail, and the paper figurine flew away.

Finally, the corpse inside was revealed, to be precise, it was a female corpse.

The heavenly cover and seven orifices of the female corpse are nailed with rusty iron nails.

The body of the female corpse was distorted, her nails were broken, her phalanges were worn out, and there were scratches on the inner layer of the coffin, which looked like they had been dug out with nails... After the nails were nailed on, the female corpse did not die immediately.

buried alive in the ground.

With a strong desire to survive, she tried her best to plan the surrounding coffins, cut off her nails and worn out her finger bones, which was extremely tragic.

What did she do?

"My lord, these paper-wrapping people have some skills, but this female corpse is just an ordinary wet corpse. Uh, maybe because of the corpse's smell, the female corpse has not rotted, and there is nothing strange about it. It's amazing, what is the corpse wine for?" Who brews it?"

He San tilted his head, showing doubts.

"The feng shui here is not a place to keep corpses."

Li Jun covered his mouth and nose, and looked at the female corpse carefully. The moment the museum opened, the clothes on the female corpse were instantly weathered, and the body was unobstructed. Look carefully, this female corpse is quite beautiful.

Porcelain white skin, about [-]-something face, a head of black hair scattered behind her back, a slender figure, indescribably wonderful, making people imagine that if in modern society, wearing a professional suit and putting her hair up, she would be seduced by a mature woman.

Li Jun shook his head violently, circulated his true energy into the Lingtai, and the Lingtai was clear.

He concentrated all the remaining true energy, filled his eyes, and with the blessing of a part of the dog's big unicorn blood in his body, his micro-knowledge ability reached its peak. It can be said that at this moment, Li Jun's observation ability surpassed that of He San.

However, the force value is not as good as He San.

Li Jun yelled sharply: "What kind of monsters and ghosts use a dead body to confuse people, what an idiot."

"Here, He San, break her divine tower."

"As ordered."

He San and Li Jun are now cooperating more and more tacitly. With Li Jun's order, He San's front paws grow longer, and he grabs at the navel of the female corpse, hiss~ the female corpse screams from the navel.

A cloud of gray mist came out and rushed to the sky.

He San revealed the body of the dragon and chased after him.

One dragon and one gray mist fought in the sky for a moment, and then they both fell down, separated from each other, and looked at each other quietly.

"Uncle Weishui!"

Gray mist condensed into a human form, a beautiful woman with an exquisite figure, wearing a gray robe.

"Oh Huo, it turns out that I am so famous, and there are ghosts in Huzhou who know my real body. Madam, you recognized me at a glance, did you admire me for a long time?"

He San had a dissolute smile on his face, his eyes sparkled.

"Ha ha."

The beautiful woman in the gray robe smiled contemptuously: "The ghost raped the Uncle Weishui, he is very famous."

He San's expression changed drastically, and he was about to yell at him.

Li Jun pushed it away, stood up, and quietly looked at the woman opposite.

"You should be Li Jun, right?"

The gray-robed female corpse saw Li Jun's straight body, calm face, and neither arrogant nor humble expression. She respected Li Jun and made a blessing: "I am a Hou family. I have heard the name of a strong man. I saw him today, but I am so young and promising." .”

Li Jun said lightly: "Mrs. Hou, you are a very strange ghost."

Li Jun had just observed that after entering the coffin, the wine from the corpse had infiltrated into the navel of the female corpse, the seat of the divine tower. Therefore, Li Jun boldly speculated that the ghost that turned into a female corpse lived here.

The ancients said.

Shenque, the residence where the Yuanshen resides, Que actually refers to the residence of the emperor, here refers to the residence.

The female ghost hid here, devouring corpse wine every day to survive.

Li Jun also thought of the Shenling cemetery. Those dug up corpses must have been turned into monkey corpse wine by apes.

Looking at the female ghost again, the body is full of corpse aura, but there is no bloody aura.

In other words, she did not devour the flesh and blood of living people.

That's why Li Jun said that she was a strange ghost. Li Jun has seen all kinds of ghosts along the way, and this is the first time he has seen a ghost that doesn't eat living people.

This kind of ghost is an outlier.

Hou smiled sweetly, like a hundred flowers blooming, she took a step forward slowly, and said softly: "A strong man is also a strange person!"

After a pause, she stretched out her hand, and suddenly made a gesture of invitation: "Can I invite a strong man to gather in the house?"

(End of this chapter)