Chapter 780: Joint Burial Coffin

"All were sacrificed to become substitute puppets?" Xiao Qi was surprised: "If this is the case, then this Xie Tianxiang is too terrifying. Can you really... beat him?"

After hearing Xiao Qi's words, I smiled and said, "We have to fight to know. If Xie Tianxiang's master is not here, Xie Tianxiang should not be my opponent. But if his master, the Soul-Guiding Old Man, is here, it's hard to say."

The fight between Xie Tianxiang and I falls into the category of the Four Symbols Fight. If the Soul-Guiding Old Man really disregards the rules and dares to fight me, then I think I don't even need to do anything, someone will come forward to deal with him.

"Although the Soul Guiding Old Man is one of the top ten masters in the world, he is only ranked last. I estimate that Meng Tian can easily deal with him without being too powerful."

Everyone who practices cultivation has his own expertise and weaknesses.

For example, the Soul Guiding Old Man is best at evil methods, such as refining souls and refining substitute puppets, but if it is a close combat, I have the confidence to kill him without anyone else.

I am afraid that with the Soul Guiding Old Man's scheming, he will not give me a chance to get close.

An hour later, the sky has gradually darkened, and in Xu Village, there is also a vast smoke rising, but what makes me feel strange is that the village is actually pitch black, without a trace of light.

"Although it is located deep in the mountains and there may be no electricity, there must be oil lamps, right? Why doesn't anyone

light a lamp?" I looked at the dark Xu Village in front of me, frowning and lost in thought. At this moment, the night enveloped the entire Xu Village. The dark, silent and silent Xu Village was like a lonely tomb, so weird and dead.

The rising smoke was like the claws of a monster, twisting and rolling in the air, adding a bit of weirdness to this silent Xu Village.

"It's so scary." Xiao Qi sat on my shoulder and shrank his neck, saying, "I, I don't want to go in with you. How come this village is like a ghost village? It's too scary." "

You can stay outside, I'll go in by myself." I whispered.

Xiao Qi thought about it, then nodded and said, "Then I'll wait for you outside. Don't worry, I can sense your situation. If you are in danger, I will help you."

After Xiao Qi finished speaking, he flashed and flew away directly.

I looked at Xiao Qi's back and couldn't help frowning.

"Why do I feel that this little girl seems to be deliberately avoiding me?" I touched my nose and thought to myself, Xiao Qi wouldn't notice anything, right?

I shook my head helplessly, took a deep breath, and slowly walked towards Xu Village.

I didn't go directly into Xu Village from the main road at the head of the village, but went around to the small road behind the village.

I thought that entering Xu Village might alarm the Xu family, but to my surprise, the whole village was quiet and did not change as I entered.

Not even a dog barked.

"Why is this village so dead? It is worthy of being the village where Xie Tianxiang lived since childhood. It is really weird."

I muttered to myself, then jumped directly into a family's yard.

This house seemed to have been abandoned long ago. The yard was overgrown with weeds, and the house was extremely dilapidated. Even the windows were broken. The half-closed windows made an old "creaking" sound when blown by the night wind, which made people feel scared.

This Xu Village is more like a village than a village.

Although the Xu family is very likely the descendant of the Han people, they have lived in the deep mountains and old forests for thousands of years and have long been infected with the habits of the Miao people. Even their houses are made of pure wood, just like the Miao villages.

However, some habits are still preserved.

For example, in a corner of the weed-covered vegetable garden, there is a half-meter-high jar. This jar is very common in our north. It is used to hold soybean paste. There are also several smaller jars placed side by side, which are obviously used to pickle vegetables.

However, now these jars have been broken, with cracks all over them. One of the pickle jars has a big hole in it, and the uneaten pickles inside have spilled all over the floor. Groups of mosquitoes are hovering above.

"Has this house been abandoned?" I frowned, looked around, and after seeing nothing unusual, I stood up and slowly walked towards the house.

I opened the dilapidated door and quietly entered the house. When I entered the house, I was immediately startled and froze in place.

"Why is there a coffin in the house?" I was stunned.

I saw that the space in the house was not large and extremely dilapidated, but in the center of the house, there was an extremely huge coffin.

This coffin is too big. Compared with a normal coffin, its proportions are seriously out of balance, and it almost takes up all the space in the whole house.

The length of the coffin is normal, less than three meters, but the width is a bit unbelievable to me. It is more than two meters wide, and the shape of the whole coffin is almost a square.

"How can there be such a strange coffin? Is it a unique funeral custom of the Miao people? But I have never heard of this strange funeral method!"

I walked to the coffin with a suspicious look on my face, reached out and touched it, and found that there was a thick layer of dust on the coffin, and there was an extremely strange smell coming from the coffin.

It is difficult for me to describe this smell, just like... the smell of bacon hung on the beams of the farmers, very pungent, but not too bad.

"Is there a body in the coffin?" I squinted my eyes and walked around the coffin. I found that there were no talismans or ink lines on the coffin. Obviously, this was just an ordinary coffin.

I held a demon-repelling talisman in my hand, then grabbed the coffin lid with both hands, exerted a little force, and pushed it to one side.

With a strange "creaking" sound, I slowly pushed the coffin lid open.

At that moment, the strong strange smell immediately came to my nose. I held my breath, exerted force again, and directly pushed the coffin lid open most of the way.

When I pushed the lid of the coffin open, I looked inside the coffin with the help of the moonlight. My heart skipped a beat and all my muscles tensed up subconsciously.

I saw three bodies lying neatly in the coffin!

These three bodies must have been dead for a long time. They were completely dry and shrunken. But what surprised me was that these three bodies did not show any signs of decay.

I approached the coffins and looked at them carefully in the moonlight. I immediately found that the three bodies were two elderly people over 70 years old. The one lying in the middle was a middle-aged man about 40 years old.

"Could this be a... joint burial coffin for a family of three?"