My master is invincible

Chapter 1393 The Desolate Yan Family

Looking at the empty coffins for a long time, I almost collapsed. If the three coffins are empty, it is possible that Qiao Xiuer has been resurrected.

But what happened to the coffin in front of me?

Taking ten thousand steps back, the owner in this coffin has been resurrected, so she has to get out, right?
And if you want to go out, you have to break open the coffin, right?
The result now is that the coffin is intact, without the slightest sign of being damaged.

Could it be that the coffin was empty before?

That's not right, Yan Jin showed me the photo, in which there is obviously a woman lying down, and Yan Jin took his own heart as a sacrifice, which is enough to show that the coffin is not empty.

Thinking of this, I only feel that one head is two big, and I really can't figure out the way inside.

In desperation, I had no choice but to raise the hoe and smash the coffin to pieces without doing anything nonsense. Looking at it with the faint light, it was the same as the three coffins, and there was also a paper figure standing upside down inside.

Picking up the paper figurine and looking at it, it was written on the back of the paper figurine, Xie Xin, 1967, May 5rd, Chou Shi was born.

Seeing this, I immediately understood that this is a common method used by some Taoist priests, using paper dolls instead of strangers, and burying them in coffins to ward off disasters or something.

Wait, stranger?
Could it be that Yan Jin's mother is not dead?

Yes, definitely not dead.

Otherwise, none of this makes sense.

I'm sure this is because the paper doll is usually used on a stranger, and to put it bluntly, it is a living person. If Xie Xin is already dead, there is absolutely no need to get such a paper doll.

Figured this out, I immediately got up and looked at the three coffins, and picked up the paper figurines to look at, and it was written on the back that Qiao Xiuer was born on September 1966, 9, when Haishi was born.

Ma De, isn't Qiao Xiu'er dead?

But, something's wrong, I've seen Qiao Xiu'er's corpse with my own eyes, how could it be turned into a paper doll?
It’s okay if I don’t think about it, but when I think about it, I immediately remembered that Taoism has a secret technique, which seems to be called blindness. Ordinarily, this kind of blindness is generally not effective, because the blindness is similar to a magnetic field, and it is only for some people with weak brain waves. To have an impact, to put it bluntly, it will only have an effect on some children or some mentally handicapped.

But the current situation is not right. Firstly, the thing is placed in the coffin. Since the coffin has been placed in the cave for a long time, foul air will be generated in the coffin.

In the end, it blinded all of us.

When I thought of this, my expression darkened. If this is true, where are Qiao Xiuer and Xie Xin?

Why did they lie to Yan Junshan, Yan Yu, and Yan Jin?
Especially Yan Jin, for the sake of an illusory resurrection, she took her own heart even more, but in the end she found that all this was just a hoax, so she died too unjustly!

At the moment, I clenched my fists. I always thought that people like Yan Junshan, Yan Yu, and Yan Jin had high enough IQs.However, what I never expected was that the real masters would be Xie Xin and Qiao Xiuer.

No, strictly speaking, it should be the one who helped the two of them.

Without any hesitation, I immediately climbed up the wooden ladder, intending to ask my aunt about the situation. After all, as far as these people are concerned, only my aunt knows a lot.

After climbing for about ten minutes, I looked up and looked up. Everything was pitch-black. I crawled for another ten minutes with my head depressed. When I looked up again, everything was still pitch-black.

Now, I vaguely feel something is wrong. I have climbed this wooden ladder before, so it shouldn't take so long.

With a sullen face, I climbed for another three or four minutes. The strange thing is that this time it was still pitch black, and I couldn't see anything, and the wooden ladder under my feet seemed to have come to an end.

I was a little worried, and raised my hand to touch the wooden ladder. Yes, the wooden ladder is at the end, but everything in front of me is so dark that there is no light source in sight!
No, I remember calling the eminent monk to take care of my aunt before going to the tomb, and let them wait for me in the utility room.

What about people?

Where did they all go?

Or did I not crawl out of the grave?

I frowned more and more, took out the lighter and ignited it, and looked around.

This photo, I was dumbfounded, completely dumbfounded.

The house in front of me is not the previous house. It is obviously a house that has not been repaired for a long time. The whole house looks devastated, with yellowed walls, leaky roof, cobwebs and dust in the house. There are only a few pieces. The furnishings looked empty, narrow, and dark, with occasional mice roaming the room wantonly.

This... This... This is Yan Yu's house?

No!
Why is it happening like that!

I shook my head vigorously, I couldn't believe everything in front of me, Dingqing took a look, yes, the house that appeared in front of me was like this.

According to my idea, I ran out to see it immediately, but my intuition told that it was definitely not true.

I think this way because the time I went down just now was only about an hour, and even including the time to go up and down the wooden ladder, it was only about two hours.

Just ask, how could it be possible for two hours to make a house that was originally good become devastated, and even be covered with a layer of spider webs.

Impossible, this is absolutely impossible, it must be hallucination.

Immediately, I found a stool, wiped the dust off it, sat down, took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a deep breath. Maybe it was because I smoked too heavily, which made me cough a few times.

Raising his hand to wave away the smoke in front of his eyes, he smoked with a sullen head.

After one cigarette, I threw away the cigarette butt, rubbed my cheeks vigorously, slid the lighter again, and glanced into the room.

To my disappointment, the house was exactly the same as before.

This time, I was really scared. While sliding the lighter, I walked outside, and the eyes were the same as before. The walls of the house were all yellow.

After walking for a few minutes, my eyes were attracted by the wall clock on the wall. I am very familiar with that wall clock. I have seen it several times when I was talking about the grave, so I am very familiar with this wall clock.

This wall clock is exactly the wall clock of Yan Yu's house.

Is this... is it really Yan Yu's home?
As soon as I thought of this, I walked over immediately, raised my hand and wiped the dust on the wall clock, and took a look, that's right, it was this wall clock.

I may not be familiar with other furniture in Yan Yu's house, but I am too familiar with this wall clock.

This... this... what the hell is going on!
I'm going crazy, it's like just going to the restroom and coming out to find everyone outside in costumes.

crossed?
Flashing through this ridiculous thought, I'm so fucking drunk, I must be hallucinating, otherwise, how could this happen.

(End of this chapter)