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Hearing the sound, the two looked at each other and hurried towards the main hall.

Against the backdrop of the fire, the five legs moved quickly.

Entering the main hall, several coffins that were originally closed have been opened, and four big men climbed out of the coffins.

"Damn! I'm so wronged to death, if I wait a little longer, I'll really become a corpse!"

"Third, keep your voice down!"

The man called the third child curled his lips, "Brother, what are you afraid of! The people inside are all in a coma, and even if a kidney is cut from the medicine, they won't be able to wake up."

The elder brother didn't answer, but turned to look at the person who came out of the wing.

"Fifth, what are you doing? Why did you start now? Don't you know that the longer you delay, the easier it will be to reveal your secrets?"

"Brother, I don't want to either! I wanted to give them medicine at the beginning, but the old man quit and asked the third master for instructions, so it was delayed."

The eldest brother looked at the old man with obvious dissatisfaction in his eyes, but he didn't say anything.

"Okay, it's not too late, let's do it!"

With an order, four strong men walked to the coffin where Mu Tiande was.

One person took out a bundle of hemp rope from his waist, and skillfully tied up the coffin, then found two wooden sticks as thick as arms, threaded them through the hemp rope, and started to raise the coffin.

Each of the four strong men was covered with tendons, and when they raised their arms, their muscles were like small hillocks.

Mu Tiande, with only his bones left, plus the solid coffin, weighed only one or two hundred catties, so lifting the coffin should be a breeze.

However, the four people had protruding veins and hideous faces, and the coffin remained motionless.

In just a few seconds, the four of them were already sweating profusely. The eldest brother felt unwilling, took a breath, and yelled to try again.

The four of them had enough strength to clenched their teeth, and veins popped up on their foreheads. They felt as if they were carrying a huge mountain on their shoulders, their shoulder bones were about to be crushed, and the coffin remained unmoved.

"Try again, listen to my password, and use your energy in one place!"

"one two Three……"

thump!
Under the command, everyone exerted their strength together, but after several attempts, they would lose their strength long ago.

Within a few seconds, one person lost his strength and knelt down on the ground with a plop.

One person lost his strength, and the others lost their strength and fell to the ground one after another.

Beads of sweat dripped to the ground, and the four gasped for breath.

After a little recovery, the eldest brother looked at the old man, his dissatisfaction faded, and his eyes were full of respect.

"Old man, something is wrong with this coffin!"

"You know the strength of our brothers, but this coffin probably weighs ten thousand catties, so we can't get up at all!"

The old man stared at the coffin without saying a word, and walked forward with a cane after thinking for a moment.

"Ashes to ashes, ashes to dust, and life has returned, it's all in vain!"

"The spirit returns to the west, the soul returns to Haoli, the fate is exhausted, return to come!"

"The obsession is gone, the grievance is gone, the resentment is gone, wake up!"

The old man read a few words, patted the lid of the coffin, and gestured for several people to raise the coffin again.

The strong man had no doubts, took a deep breath, and raised the coffin again with enough strength.

"one two Three……"

crunch...

Accompanied by the sound of the back molars crackling, the four of them blushed and struggled to get up.

But the coffin remained motionless, and the four people supported the waist, looking at the old man with puzzled expressions.

Or not!

The old man also murmured in his heart, the coffin weighed ten thousand pounds, and the difficulty of reviving the spirit was often due to the deep resentment of the deceased and persistent obsession.

The few words just now, though mild, are the jargon used in the industry to deal with this kind of situation.

If that doesn't work, then just...

The old man rolled his turbid eyeballs and told the fifth child to get his package.

The fifth child tiptoed into the wing room, and when he entered, he looked around the door to make sure that everyone was still awake, so he walked over and took out the old man's package.

The old man took the package and took out four bamboo tubes, and handed the four pairs of paper shoes to the four strong men.

"This is five-color shoes and paper shoes. You tie the five-color rice around your waist, and put the paper shoes directly on the shoes."

Five-color rice?Paper shoes?
The four of them looked at each other, one of them was fiddling with the bamboo tube, eager to try, "Old man, what kind of rice is this five-color rice? Can we take it with us when we are hungry? Can I try it first?"

As he said that, the man was about to open the bamboo tube, and when he opened it, one hand tightly grasped his wrist.

Immediately, he grinned his teeth and stared angrily at the man in pain.

"Old man, what are you doing? Even if my fourth brother said something wrong, you don't have to do it, do you?"

The eldest brother stood in front of the old man with a sullen face, and the old man snorted coldly and shook off the other's wrist.

The thin and exhausted old man looked frail, but his hand strength was not weak.

In just this moment, the opponent's wrist was bruised and left with strangulation marks.

Looking at the marks on his hands, the fourth child felt chills in his heart, and looked at the old man with a fierce look on his face.

The master was not afraid, and said coldly: "I don't know what to do! This old man just saved the lives of the four of you!"

A bucket of five-color rice, is it related to the lives of four people?

Everyone was shocked, the fourth child was full of resentment, thinking that the old man was bluffing them, and his expression was still unkind.

The boss, however, knew how to read words and expressions, and hurriedly said respectfully: "Please tell the old man clearly?"

"The five-color rice is used to lead the way and guide the spirit. If it is eaten into the stomach just now, after the spirit awakens, he will be the guide and will enter the underworld."

"The rice is in the belly, he has no way to escape, and the three of you can't get lost, so you just follow into the underworld!"

The boss's expression changed, and he raised his hand to slap the fourth brother, asking him to apologize to the old man.

After apologizing, the four of them tied up the five-color rice, put on paper shoes, and took their places again to get ready to wake up.

Or the five-color rice paper shoes played a role. After carrying the log, the shoulders felt a lot easier.

Strike while the iron is hot, the boss hurriedly shouted the chant, ready to wake up.

The coffin was lifted slightly and left the bench, and the four of them immediately looked happy.

"Don't laugh, hold your breath, and send the coffin out first!"

"The car should be waiting outside, right? We don't have much time, and we have to come back again. We must not waste time!"

Several people lowered their faces, not daring to show too much expression.

The boss nodded and answered.

"One two... let's go!"

The order was given again, and the four of them stepped forward neatly with their right legs and prepared to follow with their left feet. The next second their knees bent, and the four of them knelt on the ground in unison.

"Ah~"

An exclamation directly overwhelmed the sound of the coffin falling to the ground, and the four of them knelt on the ground with hideous expressions and painful faces.

The old man was shocked, and hurriedly looked towards the wing room, making sure that the people inside had not been awakened, and then stepped forward.

"What's the matter? Wasn't it fine just now?"

The boss opened his mouth, and blood dripped from the corner of his mouth, "The coffin suddenly became much heavier, we can't carry it, our knees...the knees are probably going to be broken!"

The old man's complexion changed, and he looked down at his feet. A shallow dimple was directly smashed out under the knees of several people.

"Old man, what the hell is going on? Can we take the body away?"

Lao Wu hurriedly asked, but the answer was a loud noise behind him.