Chapter 427: The stolen lifespan must be returned even if the soul is torn apart
"Ah!" Wailing sounds came one after another, and the evil ghost no longer had the arrogance it had just now.
Meng Fuling walked towards him and waved her fingers at him.
I saw six blue rays appearing on his body, and these lines were drawn out from his body.
These were the lives he stole, belonging to the six people in his uncle's family.
"No, these are all mine, you can't steal them!"
He watched his life being drained from his body, and his face became even more ferocious.
"Yours?" Meng Fuling retorted coldly, "It's clearly the lifespans of your children and grandchildren that you killed. When did they become yours?"
It has long been written very clearly in the book of life and death: "What is stolen must be returned!"
The evil ghost was unable to move and could only watch as his life was sucked out of his body.
Fans in the live broadcast room cheered excitedly, and the screen was full of curses.
[Shameless old man, even after his death, his descendants cannot rest in peace. He must return the lifespan he stole from his descendants.]
[What is yours? This is life, not cabbage. Can you just steal it? ]
[You shameless bastard, spit out what you ate from me, and give me back what you took from me.]
[Don't waste time talking to this kind of person. Master, just destroy it directly and let it turn into ashes and die.]
[No, it's dead and will soon disappear completely.]
Meng Fuling looked at the roaring evil ghost and walked straight up to him.
His fingers landed on his forehead, and he saw a vast expanse of land before him.
The hoe was swung in the ground, bringing up a large amount of soil.
Wang Decheng has been a farmer all his life and has no other skills except farming.
His wife died early, and he raised his two sons by farming.
His parents died early and now he is left with only his children. He often laments the impermanence of life and death.
But he is a person who is very afraid of death, and he is always worried about what will happen if his young child dies one day?
It was getting late, so he sped up his digging, hoping to get home and cook before the children got out of school.
No one wants the land on this hillside because nothing grows there.
It's a pity to leave this piece of land here when no one nearby wants it. Fortunately, he has nothing to do, so he will try to grow potatoes and sweet potatoes.
There was a sound of "Snap!" He heard it just as the hoe in his hand fell.
He thought it was a stone and shoveled it hard towards the ground again.
This time the sound was louder, clearly it had hit something.
Feeling puzzled, Wang Decheng bent down to take a closer look, and a red object emerged from the soil.
"What is this?" He looked at it and thought it might be some treasure.
So he swung his arms and shoveled the object out, and found that it was actually a coffin buried upright in the soil.
Although the red lacquered wooden coffin is a bit old, the wood is indeed of high quality.
He didn't recognize that this was sunken wood. There were many bells tied to it, which didn't look like the kind used by ordinary people.
Wang Decheng was a little scared, but when he thought about how poor his family was and what if there were valuable items buried in the coffin?
So he plucked up his courage and continued digging, and after a while he finally dug out the entire coffin.
This coffin is very old and it took a long time to open the lid.
After opening it, he was shocked to find a dead body lying inside.
The body had completely decayed, and one could vaguely see that it was wearing what looked like a military uniform.
There was an accessory in his hand, and there seemed to be something in his mouth.
He pried open its mouth and found a night-shining pearl as big as an egg.
"This, this is really a treasure!" He opened his eyes wide in astonishment and looked at the treasure in his hand in disbelief.
With this, they no longer have to live a hard life. Fearing that they would be discovered, they buried the coffin back first.
He returned home with the treasure, and the next day he took it to an antique shop in town to sell it.
This night pearl was sold for 100,000 yuan. 100,000 yuan was a huge sum of money more than 40 years ago.
With this money, he became the first person in the town to build a two-story house, and then he contracted a large piece of land to grow an orchard.
The two sons also started a business and made a fortune, living a rich life.
As he got older, he no longer needed to take care of household chores, and Wang Decheng was really bored being alone at home.
Then he remembered the coffin again and asked his two sons to dig it out and bring it home in the middle of the night.
As for the corpse inside, he burned it.
Wang Decheng began to think about this coffin, which was completely different from ordinary coffins.
It is a red hexagon, wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, and has been buried upright for many years.
The bell on it is the strangest thing, and there are many unfamiliar spells written on the outside of the coffin.
He increasingly felt that the coffin was hiding a secret, so he asked a Taoist priest from a nearby mountain to come to his house to take a look.
The Taoist priest's face changed drastically when he saw the coffin: "Donor, this thing must not be kept."
"What's wrong with this coffin?" Wang Decheng hurriedly asked the reason.
If this coffin is valuable, he can sell it later, which would be perfect.
The Taoist shook his head and said, "This coffin is cursed. It is used to prolong the life of the dead."
"If your coffin is empty, it means the person who successfully extended his life has become an immortal and passed away."
"If there is a body inside, it proves that the sacrifice has failed. Someone died in there and was sold."
"Regardless of whether it succeeds or not, this evil thing cannot remain in the human world. I advise you to destroy it quickly, as it will damage your virtue."
Wang Decheng couldn't believe it. It turned out that this coffin could actually extend the life of the dead and even make them immortal?
He was extremely excited, so he asked the Taoist priest many questions before hiding the coffin in the woodshed.
If I die, wouldn't it mean I can come back to life and become an immortal by being buried in it?
I’m afraid the officer in the coffin before didn’t succeed, but what if I succeeded.
No matter what, he wanted to give it a try. After all, who would want to die if they could become an immortal?
Finally, Wang Decheng gave instructions to his eldest son when he was dying.
"Son, you must bury me, and bury me upright in the ground!"
My uncle's family didn't know the reason, but they agreed thinking it was the old man's last wish.
Who would have thought that by agreeing to this, the names of the six members of the family would be lost.
After Wang Decheng died, he turned into a ghost and began to look for his relatives around him.
The lifespan was taken away from their bodies, but who would have thought that the grandson would call the police at this time.
After knowing that his plan was exposed, he captured his son and made him obey his orders.
It's a pity that he failed to borrow life in the end, and all the stolen life was taken back.
"Cough cough cough!" At this moment, Xiaobao gradually regained his breath and gasped for air in big gulps.
"He's saved!" Wen Xiaoli gave him artificial respiration and finally saved him.
Meng Fuling glanced at Wang Decheng with cold eyes: "Wang Decheng, you clearly know that the sacrifice is to use your own relatives."
"And yet you still insist on doing this. Do you really not care about your own children and grandchildren at all?"
"Hahaha!" Wang Decheng suddenly threw his head back and laughed: "I gave them all their lives."
"Now we are just asking them to change it back. This is only natural!"
"Grandpa!" Wang Haibin hugged his son and roared angrily: "You really are going too far."
At this moment, Meng Fuling raised her hand and said, "Souls fly away!"
Wang Decheng howled, and his soul turned into a wisp of black smoke.
"No, don't!" The voice echoed in the mountains and forests, gradually disappearing without a trace and turning into ashes.
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