Liaozhai: I just want salted fish with invincible magical powers

Chapter 272 Human Skin Coffin
After arriving at the place mentioned by the village chief, Hu Qian saw a dilapidated coffin as expected.

The wood has rotted away, and the paint color has long since disappeared, as if a lustful kick could smash the coffin into pieces.

The village head said: "After the coffin was fished up, I planned to find a place to bury it, but later I didn't care about it when I was doing farm work, so I kept it here."

Hu Qian only took one look, and he knew that this coffin was extremely unusual, and there was a strange red light all over it.

No one else can see this light at all, only his ghostly power can see it.

"What's in the coffin?"

The village chief shook his head and said, "The old man told everyone not to open it, so we don't know what's in the coffin."

Hu Qian said: "Open it."

"This……"

Although the village chief was a little reluctant, he still ordered the villagers to open the coffin.

What everyone didn't expect was that the seemingly rotten coffin was so strong that the strong young man in the village couldn't open it even though he tried hard.

So I found a hard object such as a wooden stick to pry it, but it still couldn't be opened.

Hu Qian said, "I'll come."

As he said that, he drew out the Longyuan sword in his sleeve, swiped it violently, and immediately swept off the lid of the coffin.

A puff of dust visible to the naked eye emerged from the coffin.

Hu Qian knew how powerful this thing was, so he quickly blocked several people behind him and blew the dust into the river on the other side of the coffin.

In just an instant, the river water turned blood red, and the originally clear river water suddenly became like fresh blood.

Zhao Siliang, the village chief and others backed away in fright, secretly fearing that if Hu Qian had blown the dust away just now, this horrible thing would have fallen on them.

When the dust fell to the ground, Hu Qian immediately saw what was in the coffin.

It turned out to be a thick fur-like thing, but upon closer inspection, it was not animal skin at all, it was human skin!

Hu Qian said: "Master Zhao, please count how many human skins there are here."

Although Zhao Siliang was unwilling, he did not dare to disobey Hu Qian's order. Besides, since he was an official pusher, he naturally dealt with dead bodies frequently, so after feeling sick for a while, he bit the bullet and counted.

"My lord, the total is..."

"Don't count, there are 290 seven in total!"

Before Zhao Siliang could speak, a middle-aged man with the appearance of a beggar came over.

Hu Qian looked at the village chief, who immediately shook his head, expressing that he did not know this person, so he stepped forward and said, "Who is this gentleman?"

The old beggar said: "The poor man is Zhang Chaohai. He has always practiced in Fulong Mountain. Today he came here specially for this human skin coffin."

Hu Qian said: "The priest knows the origin of this coffin?"

"Of course, this human skin coffin floated over from the South China Sea. There was an evil spirit suppressed in the coffin, but over time, part of the seal fell off, so this coffin was able to escape.

At the beginning, there were only 290 cards, but I didn't expect to reach [-] and [-] cards so quickly.

I chased him all the way to get rid of him! "

"South China Sea? Evil ghost?"

Both Zhao Siliang and the village chief couldn't believe it, but these human skins were right in front of them, so they couldn't believe it.

Hu Qian naturally knew that what the Daoist Zhang said was true, so he asked, "Does the Daoist have any way to crack it?"

"This human skin coffin only needs to inhale three hundred pieces of human skin, and it will be able to condense the shape of an evil spirit. At that time, even I can't do anything to him.

But now, there is still a chance. "

Hu Qian said: "Now take out the human skin and burn it, can this evil spirit be stopped?"

Zhang Chaohai said: "The human skin has been absorbed by the evil spirits, so it's useless to burn it."

As he spoke, he took out a wooden box from his pocket, and took out five thumb-length knives from it.

The blades are golden, and each one is inlaid with black gemstones, which looks extremely precious.

"This is my magic weapon, something like a ghost spirit. Now I put it in the corresponding five elements of the coffin. After three days, the evil spirit in the coffin will be killed by the magic weapon, and there is no possibility of resurrection." .”

Hu Qian said: "It's not too late, I also ask the priest to cast the spell quickly."

The coffin was indeed weird, this Hu Qian knew about it, but he didn't see the ghost's shadow.

Since the Daoist Zhang said that there is a way to get rid of the evil spirits, then Hu Qian is also happy to be at ease, so let the Daoist do it.

Zhao Siliang said: "My lord, this..."

Hu Qian waved his hand and said, "Needless to say, let's just wait for the way of the Taoist priest."

Naturally, Zhao Siliang would not doubt Hu Qian's ability, but this Taoist priest was dressed as a beggar, and except for the five short knives, the rest were not worth mentioning at all. This beggar is driven away.

The sky was getting dark, and Daoist Zhang had just finished the arrangement when the village head's son came and said that the family had prepared meals, and invited Hu Qian and the two to eat.

Hu Qian asked Taoist Zhang to go with him, but the Taoist didn't refuse.

Unexpectedly, while eating, someone suddenly ran over from outside.

"Village chief, something is wrong! Sun Ergou went to set fire to the coffin!"

Zhao Siliang said: "This troublemaker, isn't he afraid of death?"

Daoist Zhang waved his hand and said, "If the human skin coffin can be burned so easily, then I don't have to go all out to chase him."

Hu Qian also said: "Master Zhao, since the Taoist priest said so, let's wait and see."

After eating, several people went to the river to look. Although the trees next to it were burned down, the coffin was not damaged at all, not even a trace of smoke.

Zhao Siliang, the village chief and others couldn't help admiring Daoist Zhang even more, and there were many words of praise in their words.

Daoist Zhang was praised a few times, stroked his dirty beard and laughed loudly: "Don't worry, everyone, with the poor Taoist, the evil ghost will definitely not be able to turn the tide.

Tonight, you just need to go back and get a good night's sleep. When you come back tomorrow, you will definitely see that the evil spirit is dead. "

Zhao Siliang said: "My lord, shall we go back?"

Hu Qian said: "I'll just go back, you stay here and watch."

He thought for a while, and stretched out his hand, a white crane suddenly appeared from his body, its huge wings covered the sky and the sun, and immediately stunned the surrounding people.

Zhang Daochang was surprised: "Who is this lord, how can he have such powerful spells?"

Hu Qian said: "My servant, Hu Qian, is currently the inspector of Dongping."

Daoist Zhang was taken aback for a moment, and then he bowed respectfully and bowed down, "It turns out that it is Mr. Hu who leveled three cities in two days and killed tens of thousands of elite soldiers in Dongyang.

I have long heard that Mr. Hu has great supernatural powers. When I saw him today, he was really extraordinary. "

Having said that, he shook his head again and said, "If I knew Mr. Hu was here, why should I be ashamed of being a poor man? I'm really ashamed."

Hu Qian said: "The Taoist priest is polite. The Taoist priest eliminates demons and defends the Tao, and saves the people. I should be the one who should be ashamed."

After talking for a while, Hu Qian told Bai He, "Stay here and watch. If there is any situation, report it to me immediately."

Bai He responded, and suddenly turned into a girl in white, and everyone was dumbfounded.

Hu Qian originally planned to stay in Shisanlipu, but Axiu had just arrived in Jinling, and he was worried about Lianlian, so he hurried back to the yard.

Fortunately, nothing happened while he was away.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and held Lianlian in his arms again, unwilling to let go for a moment.

Chu Chu looked enviously, and then looked at her stomach.

It stands to reason that after being licked and blocked during this period of time, she should have it anyway, but the bottom seems to grow solid, which makes her always depressed.

Hu Qian said: "Sister Feng, go and call Chunzi over."

Junzi was pestering Cai'er to learn Chinese just now, and when she came back, she quickly saluted Hu Qian.

Hu Qian was afraid that she would not understand, so he said in Oriental dialect: "From now on, you will follow this aunt and take care of her daily life, understand?"

Junzi said: "My lord, please speak to me in Chinese."

Hu Qian smiled and said, "Since you understand it, I don't need to repeat it."

Junko nodded obediently, and stood behind Axiu.

Axiu might not be used to being served by Orientals, so she looked at Junko curiously.

Junko said: "Master, please give me your orders."

Hu Qian said: "Go and clean up the yard next door, Axiu will live there temporarily, and make plans when Yuzhen and the others come."

Naturally, Axiu had nothing to disagree with. She was already very happy to be here to accompany Hu Qian first, but she was always not good at expressing things and kept things in her heart.

In the evening, Hu Qian sat beside the bed with Lianlian in his arms, Axiu was lying on the bed in a small coat, and Junzi squatted at Hu Qian's feet to wash his feet.

Her ponytails would hang down from time to time, hitting Hu Qian's feet, getting wet in no time, and sticking to the front of her body again, showing her bulging muscles.

After wiping off the water on her feet, she picked up the basin and went out.

Hu Qian said: "From now on, I will sleep in the outside room at night, just like Sister Feng, and I will be there whenever I am called."

Junzi said: "I heard that Sister Feng will also serve as bed attendant, should I do it too?"

Hu Qian hummed for the rest of his life, "You have a good idea, step back!"

Junko backed out without a word.

Hu Qian put Lianlian in the middle, kissed her little face intimately, and said: I shouldn't say that about you. "

Axiu was overwhelmed by the flattery, and quickly got up, "My husband, please don't do this. This mistake was made by my concubine. It's right for my husband to beat or scold you."

"This matter is too dangerous. You must be careful in the future. Both you and Lianlian are the love of my heart. I can't do without anyone."

Axiu's eye sockets became moist immediately, she couldn't lean on Hu Qian's body through the child, so she just whispered: "Mr. Xiang..."

Just said one sentence, and then couldn't say it again.

Hu Qian reached out to caress her hair, touched the largest scale in the mansion, and said softly: "Did you miss me when I was away?"

Axiu's breathing became short of breath, and she said with a blushing face, "My concubine misses my husband day and night, and wants to be like this now, sharing the same bed and talking..."

"Is that all? Did you think about anything else?"

Axiu buried her face in the quilt, "I want my husband to love my concubine so much..."

Hu Qian stretched out his head and kissed her, "In a few days, I can rest assured that Lianlian is fine, otherwise I don't have that kind of thought."

Axiu responded, "Then... can my husband... take my hand back? I can't hold it anymore."

Hu Qian was taken aback for a moment, and then put away the hand that was still caressing, "This hand likes you so much, it's a bit disobedient."

"I know it... I like it too, but now..."

As she spoke, she put on her small coat and bellyband, and leaned close to Lianlian.

Hu Qian said: "Okay, go to bed early."

As he said, he hugged Lianlian and made sure that she was fine, so he fell asleep.

In the early morning, before he got up, the sound of a white crane suddenly came from outside.

"Master, something happened at Shisanlipu."

Hu Qian quickly put on his clothes and rode a white crane to the human skin coffin.

"What happened?"

"Two more people died in the village."

"He was also skinned and cramped to death?"

"Correct."

Hu Qian frowned.

That Taoist priest had quite some magic power, so there shouldn't be any troubles. Why didn't he kill the evil spirit, but instead killed two more people?

When he got to the place, Hu Qian immediately saw Daoist Zhang walking up and down anxiously, Zhao Siliang standing aside with a disturbed expression, and the village chief and others standing on the other side.

Seeing Hu Qian jumping off the white crane, Daoist Zhang immediately said: "My lord, I am poor and incompetent, and I was killed by the evil spirit..."

As he spoke, he shook his head, with a face full of self-blame, and it was difficult to speak.

Hu Qian looked around, and suddenly remembered that Sun Ergou who set fire to the coffin.

After successive deaths, none of the people in Shisanlipu was not afraid of this coffin, so how could they have the guts to set fire to the coffin.

"Quickly see if those five short knives are still there!"

When Zhang Daochang heard this, he immediately went to find the short knives buried in the ground, but only found four of them, and one was missing!

Zhao Siliang said: "It must be that Sun Ergou, who approached here under the guise of burning the coffin, and then stole the dagger!"

After finishing speaking, he looked at Daoist Zhang with some complaints, "Your magic weapon for subjugating demons and demons is too expensive. It is gold and precious stones. How can you not let the thieves miss it."

The village chief said: "I'll send someone to catch Sun Ergou right away!"

Zhang Daozhang said: "That evil ghost still needs a piece of human skin, so hurry up and find the magic weapon, there is still time."

Hu Qian shook his head and said, "Things may not be that simple.

Maybe Sun Ergou is already dead..."

Everyone was taken aback for a moment, but they didn't understand what Hu Qian meant by this.

Then, the person who went to catch Sun Ergou ran back with a frightened face, and said tremblingly: "Sun Ergou is dead, and he was also skinned and cramped."

Zhang Daochang said: "It's over, that evil ghost got three hundred human skins, and Pindao is no longer his opponent."

Just as he was speaking, the coffin flew into the air with a "bang" as if it had been kicked open by something, and then fell heavily on the ground.

In the coffin, a bloody light shot up into the sky, suddenly dyeing the whole sky blood red.

When Zhao Siliang, the village chief and others saw each other, they were all so frightened that they turned around and ran away.

After a while, only Hu Qian and Zhang Daochang were left in place.

Zhao Siliang ran a few steps, and suddenly thought that if he left like this, if Hu Qian got rid of the evil spirit, wouldn't he be accused of fleeing before a battle, and he would definitely suffer.

Thinking of this, he bravely stood behind Hu Qian again, and said in a low voice, "My lord, what should we do now?"

Hu Qian said: "It's okay, there's no need to run away."

Daoist Zhang nodded and said: "My lord said yes, I can't escape, I'm sorry, it's the poor way that harmed my lord."

Hu Qian smiled and shook his head, and was about to speak when a voice suddenly came out from the coffin, "Zhang Chaohai, you have blocked my good deeds time and time again, let's see how you die this time!"

(End of this chapter)