Nightmare Attack

Chapter 1103 Joint Burial Coffin

But it was only in an instant that Yu Chengmu's face returned to the original one, and he even showed some calmness. He squinted at A Biao, and then turned to Jia Jinliang, "Hehe, I was planning to inform you later, Now that Brother A Biao has brought it up, then...forget it, I will tell you in advance."

As he spoke, Yu Chengmu reached into his sleeve and groped for a while, and finally took out a piece of furoshiki-style cloth.

The cloth was rather worn out, and looked gray at first glance, but Jia Jinliang's pupils couldn't help shrinking, because he noticed that from his perspective, there was a faint golden light on the cloth, which was gold threads embedded in the cloth .

"It's the shroud..." Jia Jinliang whispered.

Yu Chengmu smiled slightly, "Boss Jia has good eyesight, but this is not an ordinary shroud, but the cassock worn by Buddhist eminent monks when they sit in the funeral."

Obviously, what Yu Chengmu had in his hands was just a fragment of the cassock.

This treasure must have been obtained by someone who is evil.

But what Jia Jinliang was really interested in was not the cassock, but the words on it when the cassock was fully unfolded.

The handwriting was not very clear, but after barely deciphering it, the contents inside made Jia Jinliang gasp, "It seems that this is the real treasure, and it is this letter that Empress Dahe is so desperate for."

The notes on the letter were consistent with the handwriting on the letter they found at the paper maker's house. It was left by the paper man Lu Jianli. A scene where the priest really elopes.

A Biao couldn't help curling his lips when he saw it, "Stupid woman, she will believe such nonsense."

Hearing this, Yu Chengmu turned his head to look at him, and explained: "You can't say that, they secretly used the soul-suppressing bell on Miss Wu's family, and suppressed her soul, besides...Miss Wu's treatment of Lu Jian It's not uncommon for this result to be away from being infatuated."

Jia Jinliang frowned, as if he suddenly realized something, his eyes slowly opened wide, "One soul and one soul... the soul of Miss Wu's family is sealed in that soul-hunting bell?"

"I'm afraid so." Yu Chengmu nodded, with a strange smile: "I just thought of this too."

No dog would believe Yu Chengmu's words, but Jia Jinliang A Biao did not turn his face because of the former's concealment. On the contrary, his attitude towards Yu Chengmu became more and more kind.

Because they were sure that the old man Yu Chengmu said that on purpose, just to beat the two of them so that they would not have the idea of ​​killing people to seize treasure.

He knew...much more than the two of them combined.

Even if they really snatched this treasure, they might not know how to use it without Yu Chengmu's guidance, not to mention facing the threat of five people from Jiangcheng Chen Hao.

Yu Chengmu knew in his heart that after Zhang Junyu's death last night, Jia Jinliang Abiao had become wary of himself, and when he went out this time, these two people would never let him go.

But why didn't he think so, and he... would never give these two people a chance to leave alive.

"Madam Dahe... can only be mine!" Yu Chengmu's eyes flashed with covetousness.

……

The night was getting darker, but Jiang Cheng didn't feel sleepy at all, and the clues were pieced together, giving him a sense of powerlessness that couldn't be dismantled.

Tonight is really crossing the river by feeling the stones...

"Doctor." The fat man showed worry, "Tonight... Will Chen Hao die?"

After being silent for a while, Jiang Cheng turned his head, and the profile of his face under the candlelight actually made the fat man feel a little strange, "I don't know, but it is impossible for us to get out of the body tonight."

This answer has long been expected by Fatty. The reason why he asked this question was to expect a different answer from the doctor. This is a man who is good at performing miracles, and he can trust him without any reason.

Hearing this, the fat man nodded and stopped talking.

One can imagine how difficult it is for a doctor to say such a thing.

"Boom!"

A sound passed through the door into his ears, and the fat man trembled when he heard it.

It turned out to be the sound of clappers!

But... the watchman is obviously dead, and tonight is to send his body to the riverside of Dushui. Who is knocking on the clapper to tell the time?
Compared with Fatty's fear, Jiang Cheng was more concerned about the direction of the sound of the clapper. This time, the sound of the clapper lost the ethereal texture before, but went straight, not far from them.

In the end, Jiangcheng confirmed that the sound of the clapper... came from the direction of Dahe Niangniang Temple.

That is to say, the person who knocked on the clapper entered the Wu family mansion.

Who is it?
Shameful people?

Or is it that the beater didn't die at all, he just faked his death, or... the one who knocked on the clapper this time was simply a ghost?
What really made Jiang Cheng unacceptable was that no matter what the outcome, he was not sure enough to deal with it. As I said before, the initiative was never in their hands.

In any case, when the clapper sounded, it meant that their mission tonight had begun.

Taking a deep breath, Jiang Cheng tidied up his things and pushed open the door.

In the night sky, there is a waning moon.

Almost at the same time, the two groups of Yu Chengmu and Chen Hao also set off, and the three groups met halfway. They didn't say a word on the way, and the depressed fat man couldn't help breathing with his mouth wide open.

Standing in front of the Dahe Empress Temple, the scene in front of me was a bit unexpected.

At the position facing the temple gate, there are 4 paper horses placed side by side.

The paper horse was completely different from any paper horse they had seen before. It was almost as tall as a real horse, and its physique was even stronger than that. It also had different expressions and movements. When the horse's hoof was raised slightly, it seemed that it could move in the next second.

Four paper horses pull a wooden trailer, and on top of the trailer is a huge coffin.

The coffin is almost one and a half times as wide as an ordinary coffin, with dragons and phoenixes painted on it with a gold pen, which is very beautiful.

But the crowd didn't care to appreciate it. After all, the background of the whole coffin was painted bright red. It was bright red in the night, as if it had just been fished out of a pool of blood.

"It's a joint burial coffin..." Du Moyu's expression was unnatural.

From such a distance, one could feel a strong evil spirit. The closer one was to the coffin, the lower the temperature. The fat man couldn't help rubbing the goosebumps on his arms, and suddenly felt that he was not in the Wu family mansion, but in The feeling of crossing the bottom of the river.

When they actually entered the temple and raised their heads, everyone's eyes were attracted by the scene in front of them. The original sculpture of Dahe Niangniang was brutally smashed, and scattered fragments and dust were scattered everywhere.

Ah Biao looked down at the ground, and after a while, as if he had discovered something, he pushed away the dust and picked up a piece of debris.

There is a strange groove inside the fragment, which is very slender, and there are dark red marks in the groove, as if left after being soaked in blood.

"It's no wonder we didn't find Miss Wu's skeleton. It turned out to be sealed inside the sculpture." Lei Mingyu stared at the pieces of the sculpture, his voice suppressed.

(End of this chapter)