Princess Qian Ning used this method to retaliate against the garrison commander after her death. To some extent, this shows that Princess Qian Ning was much more violent than the garrison commander.
In the world of ghosts, there is absolute hierarchical suppression. If Princess Qian Ning's hostility was not much higher than that of the garrison commander, she would never have been able to trap the commander's coffin here in such a cruel way.
Never be reborn...
After figuring out the key points, I suddenly looked up and searched around. Xiao Ding saw me and asked in confusion, "What are you looking for?"
"Do you have anything that can hold liquid?" I asked without turning my head.
Xiao Ding frowned in confusion, as if he didn't know what I was going to do. He lowered his head in thought for a moment, then suddenly pulled out a simple accessory from his pocket and handed it to me: "Do you think this will work?"
I looked down and saw that it was a lotus-shaped pendant. The middle of the pendant was hollow, just big enough to hold liquid.
My eyes lit up immediately and I quickly took it, smiling, "You're amazing! You carry the pendant with you when you go out. This will be a big help now!"
I squatted on the ground with the pendant in my hand, scooped up some blood from the flowing blood, then walked to the coffin and said to Xiao Ding seriously, "Stand back a little!"
"Oh." Xiao Ding nodded in understanding, then took a few steps back and stood at a safe distance. He held the bone stick tightly in his hand, his eyes fixed on my movements.
After I saw Xiao Ding retreat to a safe distance, I dripped the blood in my hand onto the black iron chain. The next second, the originally indestructible black iron chain suddenly loosened, and then turned into powder bit by bit.
The whole process took no more than 30 seconds. I widened my eyes in shock and became extremely cautious.
The next step is to push the coffin lid.
I raised my hand and tried to push, but found that the lid of the coffin was very heavy. I used all my strength to only loosen it a little. So I had to turn around and look at Xiao Ding: "Xiao Ding, come and help me!"
Xiao Ding rushed over immediately after hearing this, staring at me with bright eyes and asked, "Should we push the coffin lid open?"
I was stunned, looked at him leisurely, and asked, "What else? Should I ask you to come over and sleep?"
I thought I had expressed myself clearly enough, but this person insisted on asking again. He's not a woman, but he insisted on confirming it again and again. Isn't this obvious?
"......." Xiao Ding twitched his lips and didn't look at me. Instead, he put his hands on the coffin lid and exerted force with me.
The coffin lid was heavier than I expected. I tensed my body, my muscles were stiff as iron, my face flushed red from exerting too much force, and I held my breath tightly until the coffin lid fell to the ground with a bang. I collapsed to the ground with Xiao Ding, feeling exhausted.
The heavy coffin lid smashed into the ground, creating a black hole. The ground around it was broken, and it spread out for several meters like a crack.
Xiao Ding and I looked at each other tacitly, and the next moment, regardless of our weak bodies, we ran to the side without looking back.
It didn't stop until it was ten meters away from the coffin. Xiao Ding and I stood on the ground with our eyes fixed on the coffin not far away, as if some monster would jump out of it at the next moment.
The horrific scenes from those stupid dramas they had watched before replayed in their minds one by one, and both of them couldn't help but tense up.
However, after waiting for a long time, there was still no movement in the coffin, not even a hidden weapon as imagined.
Xiao Ding and I looked at each other doubtfully, then approached the coffin cautiously.
Nothing unusual happened until I was completely close to the coffin. I finally breathed a sigh of relief and boldly lay down on it to take a look at what was inside the coffin.
As I expected, there was a man in armor lying in the coffin, which was not surprising.
The strange thing was that the man in armor looked like an ordinary person, as if he was about to fall asleep, and there was no sign of a corpse at all.
There is neither mutation nor decay, this is not scientific!
"What's going on! Why hasn't this person rotted? Is it related to the chain that locks his coffin? But even if he hasn't rotted, the love poison in here is enough to mutate him?" Xiao Ding tilted his head to glance at the person in the coffin and asked the doubts in my heart.
It’s a pity that no one can help him answer the question, because even I don’t understand what is going on.
My eyes were fixed on him, not missing any corner, but I still couldn't see anything different.
"Could it be because he has some magic weapon on him?" Suddenly, Xiao Ding speculated again.
This word woke me up from my dream. I suddenly remembered that in many tomb-raiding novels I had read before, there were people who encountered strange things where the corpses had been buried in coffins for thousands of years but still did not rot.
This is usually because they have something protecting them, or the feng shui of the place where they were buried is very good.
There's no way this damn place has any good feng shui, but as for treasures...
I set my eyes on the jade Buddha hanging on his chest. Unlike other Buddha statues carved from white or green jade, the one on his neck was blood red. Although it was jade, I couldn't name it. It was clear and of good quality. There was a faint Buddha light lingering on it, which obviously played a suppressive role.
But it seems that this Buddha statue has the effect of preventing corpses from rotting in addition to suppressing evil?
I didn't touch the Buddha statue. After all, I didn't know what would happen if I moved it.
If the man lying here is really the general of the deserted island garrison, then the hostility in him cannot be underestimated. It is even more likely that his ghost is suppressed in his body.
Now that the jade Buddha is locked up, there is no problem for the time being, but if the jade Buddha is taken away, will his ghost break free?
He was not sure he could subdue such a violent ghost. He was afraid that all of them would die here, and even the drum tower might not be saved.
Of course, the premise is that Princess Qian Ning is no longer in this building. If Princess Qian Ning's ghost is still there, then this general will probably be defeated.
A person who lived for who knows how many years was able to suppress and imprison you. Do you expect to defeat her after breaking free from the confinement with the help of external forces?
Stop dreaming!
I lowered my head and looked around the entire interior of the coffin. Apart from the man who seemed to be sleeping and the jade Buddha on his chest, the rest was the bedding under him and flowers.
The entire coffin was very simple and clean. I felt around the inner walls, not missing any corner, but was disappointed to find that there was no mechanism.
Am I mistaken? Is there no core of the formation I'm looking for here?
On second thought, I felt it was impossible.
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