Chapter 425: Buried in a Vertical Coffin, Sacrificing 99 Lives
"Borrow, borrow your life?" Such words made Wang Haibin collapse directly, and he subconsciously hugged his son tightly in his arms.
"The six people in your uncle's family are just the beginning. The next ones will be you and your son!"
Meng Fuling's words were like a curse, completely stunning everyone present.
“Start with those closest to you, your sons, then your grandsons, then your great-grandsons.”
"If all the relatives around you are dead, then it's the relatives from the side branches, neighbors, or even people from the same town."
"Anyway, he will do this until he kills 99 people. Once he has borrowed all their lives, he can be resurrected and cultivate to become an immortal."
Such a conclusion sends a chill down one's spine. Such a bizarre sacrifice actually cost ninety-nine lives.
Meng Fuling was somewhat surprised that such an ancient sacrificial method had been passed down to the modern era.
"Then, what should we do?" After a while, Wang Haibin grabbed Meng Fuling directly.
"Master, no, Grandma, please save us!"
"It's our turn tonight? I can't die!"
Of course Meng Fuling would not allow the sacrifice to continue. After all, this evil ghost had already killed six people.
He looked at Wang Haibin calmly and said, "Take me to see your grandfather's grave first."
She had to see it with her own eyes to confirm it, after all, she had seen such a strange sacrifice once before.
That was more than a hundred years ago, when a local warlord used this method to borrow his life after his accidental death.
Many people died at that time, and almost the entire governor's family died.
But later Meng Fuling stopped this evil sacrifice, and the warlord turned into an evil ghost and was killed on the spot.
The three followed Wang Haibin to a high ground in the town. The entire hill was covered with graves.
"It's here!" When I walked to a new grave, I discovered the strangeness of the surroundings.
The entire mountain of graves was emitting a black, sinister aura, which was gushing out from the ground.
"What's going on?" Wang Haibin looked at the black smoke rising from the surroundings, but only his grandfather's powder was fine.
"This is your grandfather who became a demon. He absorbed the lifespans of six people in one night."
"I couldn't hide my anger, and it even affected my neighbors next door."
"The evil spirit he couldn't release was absorbed by other graves, which is why it turned out like this!"
Fans in the live broadcast room looked at the screen and responded directly to it.
This scene is so terrifying. It feels like these graves will explode at any moment and corpses will crawl out of them.
Why do I feel like the world is ending? I feel like zombies are about to appear.
[How could this old man not rest in peace after his death? He was so cruel to his own son and grandson.]
If someone told you a way to come back to life after death and become an immortal, would you be tempted?
[Indeed, becoming an immortal is a plot that only appears in TV dramas. This method is just too bloody and weird.]
Meng Fuling walked to the grave and waved towards the new soil on the ground.
In an instant, a cloud of yellow sand and rocks appeared, and all the soil on the ground disappeared.
And there was indeed a big red coffin buried under the deep pit. The coffin was hexagonal in shape.
There were dense runes written on it, and when the wind blew, the soul-gathering bell on the coffin rang instantly.
Officer Yao felt a chill on his back when he looked at the coffin. He had never seen such a coffin before.
Wen Xiaoli looked at it in confusion: "That's not right, this coffin is buried upright?"
Only a small half of the head is exposed, while the entire bottom is buried in the soil.
Wang Haibin quickly said, "Yes, my grandfather said that after he dies, we must bury him upright in the ground!"
All the conditions were met, but Meng Fuling stared at the coffin and frowned: "Where did this coffin come from?"
"I don't know either. I've seen this coffin in my grandfather's woodshed since I was old enough to understand."
"When we were little, we would sneak in to take a look and our grandfather would beat us with a stick."
"Grandpa said that old people should prepare coffins in advance because they can live longer with coffins, so we never paid attention to it."
Meng Fuling looked at the coffin and felt that it looked familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere before.
"What should we do now?" Wen Xiaoli felt uncomfortable just looking at the coffin: "Should we touch the sacrifice?"
"No need to remove it!" Meng Fuling shook her head: "This coffin has been sealed."
"The coffin will only open after the sacrifice is complete. Even if the seal is broken now, the people who are destined to die inside will still die."
"Once the sacrifice is initiated, there is no other way except to destroy the evil spirit with my own hands."
"What?" Wang Haibin was extremely angry and wanted to dig up his grandfather's grave.
"Why? Grandpa wants to take our lives. We are his relatives."
Meng Fuling turned around calmly: "It won't come out during the day. We have to wait until twelve o'clock at night!"
"So you and your son shouldn't run around everywhere. Just stay with me at night."
Now that we know its goal, we just have to wait for it to come by itself at night.
Ninety-nine lives are still a long way from his path to resurrection and immortality.
Will he rot in this coffin, or crawl out of it and become an immortal?
I believe he would definitely choose the second one, otherwise he would not have made such a vicious sacrifice.
My uncle's family probably didn't know the reason, so they buried the body according to the old man's request.
Once buried, the seal is opened and the sacrificial ceremony begins.
Back home, Wang Haibin held his son tremblingly and said, "My wife divorced me three years ago."
"Now it's just me and my son, why did this misfortune fall on us?"
"Wuwuwu!" The child hugged him and cried, "I don't want Great Grandpa, Great Grandpa wants to eat me!"
Wen Xiaoli was busy coaxing the child, while Officer Yao patrolled around to see if there were any loopholes.
Meng Fuling looked at the father and son crying miserably, and finally couldn't hold back: "Stop crying!"
She took a deep breath and took out two amulets from her bag: "Take these with you!"
"Is this a talisman?" Wang Haibin looked at the yellow triangular talisman.
"Yes!" She nodded. "With this, evil spirits won't be able to possess me."
"Really?" There was even a hint of doubt in his eyes.
Meng Fuling could only nod: "Really, so you have to carry it with you and can't take it off casually."
Before he could reply, the fans in the live broadcast room were the first to express their dissatisfaction.
[Fuck, what does that disgusted expression on his face mean? How dare he doubt it?]
[Hahaha, this is a talisman written by the master himself. This guy has no idea how powerful this talisman is.]
[This is a talisman. It can save your life if you carry it with you. It's priceless, yet you still despise it?]
[Don't give it to me right away. I can't find it anywhere. Master doesn't even give out perks to fans anymore.]
[That's right, people can't even get what they want, but you get it just by crying. And you still dare to despise it? Just shut up and take it away.]
Wang Haibin finally took the talismans and put one in his pocket.
The son put the thing into his trouser pocket, and time soon came to evening.
"Squeak, squeak!" the candles on the altar made a sound.
The yellow candlelight gradually turned blue, and the flames began to move into the air.
Meng Fuling felt a chill, it seemed that guy was coming.
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