Chapter 149: Lifting the coffin again

Lin Du was in the illusion, and just as he was about to step away from this place, he suddenly heard a voice, "Who!"

Lin Du saw a blue shadow at a glance, his eyelids jumped, and he stuck an invisibility talisman on his body. Then he swooped down and slapped Yan Qing on the back with the invisibility talisman.

The blue-shirted scholar was about to scream when Lin Du sealed his throat and then forcibly grabbed the back of his neck and dragged him behind a rockery.

Yan Qing then realized that it was his junior uncle. He opened his eyes wide and opened his mouth but found that no sound came out, so he could only raise his hands to gesture.

Lin Du used his consciousness to send a message, "Your consciousness is not sealed, so you can send a message to me directly. Don't alarm the people in the ghost domain, otherwise the ghost domain will collapse and we will be locked in his territory and unable to get out."

Yan Qing has grown taller over the years, and he looks thin in a blue shirt. Now he is hunched over and forced to curl up, for fear of being discovered.

"Okay, Junior Master!"

Lin Du's attention was originally on the compartment, but when he turned around, he seemed to see a shrimp that had just been pulled ashore.

"Why are you hunching over? Did I hit you? Stand up straight!"

Yan Qing wanted to say that he had beaten him, but he didn't dare to say it. He pointed at the rockery and said aggrievedly, "I am taller than the rockery."

This rockery was indeed not high, even only a few inches higher than Lin Du. Yan Qing didn't even need to stand up completely straight to be able to climb above the height of the rockery.

Lin Du hummed perfunctorily, "I know you've grown taller again, so what?"

"Don't let anyone see it?"

"Why do you think I slapped you?" Lin Du sighed, "I put an invisibility charm on your back. You'll be fine within an incense stick of time. Don't worry. I pulled you behind the rockery because I was afraid you would reflexively draw your sword."

The strong spiritual power fluctuations caused by drawing the sword will definitely be noticed.

Yan Qing then stood up straight, and the person in front of the compartment had disappeared.

"Master Junior, how do we break through this ghost realm?"

Lin Du answered the question irrelevantly, "This ghost is a good ghost!"

Yan Qing:? How could a good ghost be used in such a ferocious way?

The punishment of not being able to be reborn is undoubtedly extremely cruel for a monk.

Lin Du smiled and said nothing, but continued walking with Yan Qing.

After walking for a while, Yan Qing suddenly became curious, "Why can't I reach the backyard? It's clearly there, but not in this ghost area."

"You've hit the nail on the head." Lin Du smiled, "Because he doesn't have a deep memory of the backyard."

"Let's go to the front hall."

The two of them went back into the main room and walked back to the front door from the back door, and they heard a suppressed cry of pain.

"lady!!!"

"Please accept my condolences. Her body was found outside the city by passing merchants. Because they had been protected by you before, they recognized her as your wife and asked me to bring her back."

The corpse was wrapped in a straw mat, and it was obvious that it felt a little guilty. Now the mat had been opened and the corpse had been ripped open, and it no longer looked as lively as it had been in the illusion just now.

The bright and beautiful face that could either be happy or angry turned into a pile of rotten meat.

Lin Du and Yan Qing couldn't help but frowning when they saw the scene in front of them.

"My son is missing and my wife has passed away. I think it's normal for him to do something excessive." Yan Qing sighed and suddenly realized that his junior uncle was looking at him with a strange expression.

"Young man, your idea is very dangerous." Lin Du looked at Yan Qing.

Yan Qing was silent for a moment, and hurriedly explained, "Master Junior, that's not what I meant! Really! You have to believe me."

Lin Du smiled, turned his head to look at Chen Yan who was trying hard to suppress his grief, lowered his eyes and thought for a while.

Now we have two clues. The evil demons outside the city are constantly robbing the city, and children inside the city are frequently missing.

Lin Du suddenly noticed a tiny bit of ash.

"Is that... incense ash?"

The structures of incense ash and dust are not the same, and the states they appear in when stained on straw mats and clothing are also different.

The eyesight of a cultivator is far superior to that of an ordinary person. After hearing what Lin Du said, Yan Qing also saw the fine incense ash on the woman's body.

Lin Du thought of a temple he had visited while exploring the city.

How could evil spirits go to temples? Even the gods of incense and worship have spirits.

Suddenly, the illusion shook, cold wind howled, and the biting cold penetrated into the bodies of the two people. The scene in front of the hall disappeared like dust.

An old Taoist in black, with a black-faced and fang-toothed Nuo mask on his face, appeared in front of the main hall, holding seventeen magic charms in his hand and chanting something.

He lowered his head, and the red spot on his forehead was slowly moving downwards, which turned out to be blood.

There was a black coffin in the main hall. Suddenly, there were seven or eight more people. They held vein-sealing nails in their hands and muttered, "Brother Chen, don't blame us. You lost your wife and children, and you became a demon. You almost smashed the statues in the temple and angered the people. Without the gods, who would protect the people in our town? Now that the gods are angry, we are all in trouble..."

The tall young man was already dead at this moment. He was forced into the coffin, with the vein-sealing nails driven into his body. The black coffin lid was slammed shut, and a talisman was quickly attached to the coffin board.

Then several people acted together to lead the wronged soul into Xiaoqi Pass.

Lin Du had sharp eyes and noticed that before the coffin was closed, the nail on the penis seemed to move slightly upwards.

The wind howled, and the wronged soul whose body was forcibly extracted struggled in the air, but was pressed into Xiaoqiguan by a group of people.

This is what happens after death.

It is also the moment when resentment is the deepest.

There were waves of ghosts crying, like shrill screams, heart-wrenching sobs, the cries of a child, and the screams of a woman.

Yan Qing frowned, "It seems that things are not that simple. Those who are sealed may not be bad people. Junior Master, what should we do now?"

Lin Du was thoughtful. "The eight gates of rest, life, injury, stop, view, death, surprise, and opening are basically the three lucky gates of opening, rest, and life, and the three ominous gates of death, surprise, and injury."

"The feng shui of this mansion was originally very good. It faces south and the door opens to the southeast. The life gate is located in the northeast. The life gate should be in the backyard. And according to everything in the illusion just now, this main hall is located in the southwest. It seems like a death gate."

Lin Du changed the subject, "But this is a ghost town."

"Ghosts are different from living people. It's reversed here. The gate of life for ghosts is the gate of death for people, and the gate of death for ghosts is the gate of life for people."

Lin Du stood in the main hall, holding a heavy iron folding fan in his hand, pointing at the black coffin with a firm gaze, "This is our escape."

Yan Qing could understand the first part, but when Lin Du said inversion, he couldn't understand anything at all. However, he chose to believe his junior uncle.

Lin Du took off the invisibility spell, and the ghost realm sensed the presence of living people, and resentment surged out, roaring and attacking Lin Du.

Yan Qing was so frightened that he immediately stood in front of Lin Du and slashed with his sword, "Master Junior, be careful."

The straight golden blade energy pierced through the surging dark ghost energy, splitting the ghost energy that was almost condensed into substance.

Lin Du, however, had already circled to the front of the black coffin. He reached out to uncover the yellow talisman, and the folding fan in his hand had already opened. The sharp spiritual light rubbed against the exposed nail surface, cutting a line of spiritual light and rubbing the lacquered surface of the black coffin into curls.

The folding fan suddenly closed, and Lin Du slapped the coffin lid with one palm, and the seven long nails were suddenly shaken into the air.

The people in the stands who witnessed this scene couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

"This Lin Du actually wants to lift the lid of someone's coffin again?"

"This is where the ghosts' resentment is most concentrated, and it is also the section where the resentment before death is the deepest. It is clearly either the Death Gate or the Shock Gate! What kind of formation genius is this?"

Some people wanted to rush in and wake Lin Du up. He was so young and good-looking, but his life was wasted.

"No, Lin Du is right, that is indeed the gate of life and also the eye of the illusion array. The black coffin is in front of the gate of life. Unless Lin Du opens the coffin and pulls out the nails that seal the Yin meridians, he will never find the gate of life." The leader of the Lian Heng faction blurted out.

"But if that happens, the soul-sealing formation will be completely broken, and the ghost will be able to get out. If we don't pull out the nails, we will die if we are trapped in the illusion formation. If we pull out the nails, we will be torn to pieces by the evil ghost and we will still die!"

"This ghost is really smart!" someone sighed, then said with regret, "What a pity."

What a pity! Lin Du clearly saw it, but she still chose to remove the pulse pins and open the door to life.

In the illusion, a young man in blue shirt was fighting with the vicious ghost with a big knife in his hand, while Lin Du was concentrating on lifting the coffin.

Lin Du raised his hand and directly opened the lid of the black coffin. Seven dark blue Yin Fires suddenly rose up. Lin Du did not stop. He folded his folding fan and, ignoring the burning pain of the Yin Fire, directly pulled out the seven vein-sealing nails.

In an instant, the cold wind stopped for a moment, and then suddenly burst out from the coffin. The coldness penetrated into people's skin like needles. The ghost roared with overwhelming resentment and pierced into people's eardrums, like millions of ghost hands scratching people's eardrums, shaking people's souls.

Inside the black coffin, the corpse had disappeared.

Lin Du quickly grabbed Yan Qing, who was wielding a knife, and jumped into the black coffin by the back of his collar.