My master is invincible

Chapter 974 Colorful Coffin (97)

I asked Yang Yan to cast ghost ghosts on the eight paper figurines, but in fact, he sprinkled ghost ghost sawdust, which had two functions. It is Gui Jianchou who is involved in the 'Penglai Fairyland'.

And the residence of the eight gods including Lu Dongbin happened to be in the 'Penglai Fairyland', sprinkled with ghosts and sorrows, so that the eight gods would come as soon as possible.

Of course, all of this is based on legends, and I have no idea what the specific situation is.

But, then again, there is no bottom but no bottom, but, in the current situation, I have no other method except this method, so I can only bite the bullet and try this method.

Afterwards, Yang Yan took some ghost sawdust and sprinkled them on the eight paper figurines, and I asked him to put a cigarette next to each paper figurine.

After doing all this well, I asked Yang Yan to retreat two meters away from the colorful coffin, while I supported the altar with one hand and kept my eyes on the reactions of the eight paper figurines. As far as I know, if the eight gods are really After going down to earth, the paper figurine will change.

The "Liu Ding Liu Jia Burial Sutra" did not say what has changed specifically, so I naturally don't know.

Just like that, I stared at the paper figurine, while Yang Yan and the others knelt on the ground, needles could be heard in the whole hall, and there was no movement at all.

About 3 minutes later, the eight paper figurines did not move at all, and the feeling in my head became stronger and stronger, and the desire to die became stronger and stronger. As for the pattern on the colorful coffin, there was already a spark, and I saw Look, the whole colorful coffin is about to burn.

I was anxious, really anxious, and was about to tell Yang Yan to put out the fire, but Yang Yan looked at me with a ghostly look, and tremblingly said: "Brother Jiu, you...you...your eye sockets are full of blood."

I reached out and touched it, it was sticky, it should be blood.

I was a little dazed, before Song Qianxi turned into blood, her eye sockets were also bleeding, so am I really going to turn into blood like this?

This thought flashed through me, and I didn't know where the strength came from. I grabbed Qingxiang and shook it vigorously. The Qingxiang was thrown towards the colorful coffin. Don't ask for prayers, black hair will be cut off after death, immortals will not help the good and the evil to live, and leave the rest of the world to spend incense."

After yelling this, I yelled at Yang Yan, "Long Mao, since the eight gods don't want to go down to earth, what's the use of keeping this paper man? Bring me a bucket of feces. Today, I drenched the eight gods. A fairy."

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the whole main room suddenly changed drastically. First, the pattern on the colorful coffin rose sharply, and the surrounding areas of the pattern also burned, causing the temperature in the entire main room to rise a lot at this moment.

Then there was a muffled sound of thunder outside the house, followed by a downpour of rain pattering on the main room. Suddenly, the atmosphere became extraordinarily weird, scaring Yang Yan and the others into not even daring to breathe .

Compared with them, I'm not that scared, mainly because I already had a premonition that I would die in no time, maybe it was because of this premonition that I was extra courageous, so I was going to continue scolding that paper man, so I didn't care about it Respect the word.

"You immortal families often receive incense from the Palace of the Eight Immortals, but now that the incident is imminent, you actually learned from that tortoise and shrank your head, waiting for me..."

Before the voice fell to the ground, the atmosphere of the whole main room changed again. This change made me very happy. The reason was that I found that the positions of the eight paper figurines had actually changed. Wrong, the orientation of the eight paper figurines really changed.

If I remember correctly, when I placed the eight paper figurines, I used their backs to face the colorful coffin, but now, these eight paper figurines are facing the colorful coffin with their faces.

This this….

I was afraid that I had made a mistake, so I hurriedly asked Yang Yan, "Long Mao, do you still remember the direction of those eight paper figurines?"

He was taken aback, looked at the eight paper figurines, his face changed drastically, and he said, "Ninth brother, what's going on, why their positions have changed, I remember you didn't put them like this before!"

"Are you sure you didn't put it like this?" I asked.

He nodded and explained: "When I came in, the first thing I saw were the faces of the eight paper figurines. I was still wondering why you made them so ugly."

Hearing these words, I felt as if I had taken a reassurance in my heart, and said happily: "Here they are, they are really here."

As I said that, I immediately knelt down and shouted at Yang Yan and the others: "Quick, kneel down, stick to the ground, don't look up."

Yang Yan and the others listened to my words, they didn't dare to hesitate, they immediately knelt down, with their foreheads pressed against the ground, and I also pressed my forehead to the ground, not daring to raise my head at all.

I don't know what happened in the main room next, but I know that the premonition in my heart gradually disappeared, and even the feeling of fatigue and exhaustion in my body gradually faded away, and my body returned to its original appearance, full of vitality and strength .

This discovery cheered me up. Could it be that the eight paper figurines have already broken the last two evil spirits of the colorful coffin?
I wanted to look up, but found that my head seemed to be stuck to the ground, and I couldn't lift it up at all. I tried several times, but the result was the same every time, and I couldn't lift it up.

This reminds me suddenly of a saying of the old scholar. He said that as a cannibal, some things cannot be seen with his own eyes, let alone mixed in. The only thing to do is to let nature take its course.

If I'm not mistaken, some things the old scholar said refer to the current situation.

After figuring this out, I didn't waste any more effort, but shouted, "Long Mao, Li Jiangang, the weather is going well, you tens of thousands should look up, unless I say yes, otherwise, even if the house collapses, you must kneel there , don't move."

"Okay!" They all replied.

Just like that, the few of us knelt on the ground, and none of us looked up, only some noises could be heard.

Speaking of this sound, it is also very weird, the sound is particularly dull, crisp, vague and harsh, as if this sound should not exist in the world, so that all of us dare not even breathe.

The noise lasted for about 3 minutes. Seeing that the noise became less and less, at this moment, there was a sudden change, and the door of the main room was knocked open with a 'clang' sound.

Immediately, the whole main room became extraordinarily bright.

At the same time, a shrill scream sounded.

I thought it was something wrong with Yang Yan and the others, so I prepared to raise my head. I thought this time I would be stuck to the ground like before.How could I know, just when I tried my best, I actually lifted my head up, and saw a person kneeling at the door, I knew that person, who had been following You Shusong all the time, his eyes were slack, he kept smirking at the colorful coffin, and there was a lot of hanging on the corners of his mouth The crystal clear liquid, looking at it like this, should be crazy.

(End of this chapter)