noon.

The sun was hot, and the master and the apprentice hid under a tree to enjoy the shade. They were already far away from Xinyang County, at least four to five hundred miles away.

Just as Li Daoxuan was preparing to practice, a suona sound suddenly sounded in the distance.

The master and disciple looked at each other with a hint of surprise.

This is mourning!

Sure enough, a moment later a funeral procession came from a distance.

A group of people were all dressed in white linen and yellow paper, and their cries were endless.

Four strong men lifted the coffin. They were all muscular, but there was a trace of pain on their faces at this moment.

Li Daoxuan noticed that every step they took would leave a deep footprint.

"Disciple, have you noticed anything wrong?"

Zhang Qianyang stroked his beard and looked at the funeral procession with a glint in his eyes.

He didn't say it directly, but he was an apprentice in the school.

Li Daoxuan pondered for a moment and said: "This coffin seems to be extremely heavy, and it has been nailed before burial. Is there something weird about the corpse inside?"

The coffin must be buried first and then nailed, but here it is the other way around, which is very unusual.

As the funeral procession approached the two of them, Li Daoxuan felt that the surrounding temperature seemed to have dropped a bit.

This shows that the corpse in the coffin has a strong Yin energy!

Zhang Qianyang nodded and added: "One more thing is the time of funeral."

Li Daoxuan's eyes lit up and he said: "They actually chose to have a funeral at noon, something is really wrong!"

In folk funerals, funerals are generally avoided at noon, because the Yang energy is at its strongest at this time. If the soul of the deceased has not left and is exposed to the noon sun, it is very likely that the soul will fly away!

Zhang Qianyang sneered and said: "It seems that they are afraid that the people in the coffin will turn into evil ghosts. If my guess is correct, this coffin must be an evil coffin!"

The coffins are divided into benevolent and unlucky. The benevolent coffin refers to a person who has died a good death, while the evil coffin refers to someone who died unexpectedly. Such people usually have a lot of resentment after death and are more likely to turn into evil ghosts or other dirty things.

Li Daoxuan suddenly said: "No wonder this coffin is so heavy. It turns out to be the accumulation of resentment. Master, will there be a problem?"

His hands were itchy. No matter how small the mosquito was, it was still flesh.

Zhang Qianyang shook his head, pointed to the sun in the sky, and said: "With such a big sun, nothing will happen unless something unexpected happens."

Li Daoxuan nodded and looked at the funeral procession gradually going away, feeling a little regretful in his heart.

However, accidents always happen suddenly. The sunlight in the sky dims and the sun disappears into a cloud without knowing when.

At this moment, a cry of surprise suddenly sounded from the funeral procession.

It turned out that the coffin was too heavy, and the rope carrying the coffin was overwhelmed and suddenly broke, causing the coffin to fall to the ground.

A middle-aged man wearing sackcloth and mourning opened his eyes wide and said in panic: "Quick, lift it up quickly, the Taoist priest of Wanshou Palace said that this coffin must not fall to the ground!"

Several strong men stepped forward, tied the ropes again, and tried to lift the coffin.

But soon their expressions changed drastically, because no matter how hard they exerted themselves, even if the veins had popped out and their faces were red, the coffin seemed to be stuck to the ground and would not move at all!

"This...this is impossible!"

"We were able to lift it before..."

Just when the several strong men looked at each other, the coffin suddenly trembled slightly, as if something was about to come out from inside.

This terrifying scene immediately frightened the people around them out of their wits, and they all stayed away from the coffin.

Several big men carrying coffins also ran away. They made a living by carrying coffins, but this was the first time they encountered such a strange thing.

It's clear day and night, can you still fake a corpse?

The coffin continued to tremble, and the nails on it also swayed, seeming to be loose.

Just when everyone was about to escape, a voice sounded.

"Everyone, don't panic, stay calm and don't be impatient!"

Zhang Qianyang's voice was clear and distant, resounding in everyone's ears, making them feel certain and calm.

When they saw the yellow Taoist robe on Zhang Qianyang, everyone's eyes lit up, as if they had seen a savior.

A middle-aged man wearing sackcloth and mourning hurriedly ran over and begged: "Taoist Priest...hey, what is going on?"

Zhang Qianyang glanced at him and said, "What is the relationship between the person in the coffin and you?"

"It's my father!"

Zhang Qianyang nodded and said: "When the loving coffin falls to the ground, you are reluctant to leave it, and when the evil coffin falls to the ground, you are unwilling to do so. Let me ask you, did your father die unexpectedly?"

The middle-aged man hesitated.

At this moment, the coffin shook even more violently, and even one of the coffin nails flew out.

He trembled, not daring to hide it anymore, and said hurriedly: "To tell you the truth, my father was in his late seventies, and he had always lived in seclusion and practiced Taoism. He fasted and kept quiet, and his body was strong. But he suddenly died suddenly three days ago!"

"I asked the Taoist priests from Wanshou Palace to come and see me. They said that my father was very resentful and could easily turn into a ghost. They ordered me to carry out the funeral at noon, and told me not to let the coffin fall to the ground in the middle. Who would have thought..."

Zhang Qianyang nodded and said: "The Taoist priest is right, but it's a pity that he still underestimated your father's grievances."

Bang! Bang!

Two more coffin nails flew out!

The middle-aged man's complexion changed drastically and his legs were shaking.

Zhang Qianyang snorted coldly and said: "Disciple."

Li Daoxuan smiled and said: "Master, leave it to me!"

As he spoke, he stepped forward, slapped the coffin violently, and scolded: "Why are you making such a fuss? As soon as you get older, you know how to scare your own son!"

boom!

The coffin shook even more violently.

"Haha, the old man has quite a temper."

Li Daoxuan took off the Three Realms Gourd from his waist and placed it on the coffin.

Suddenly, the trembling coffin stopped immediately, as if it was being pressed down by a huge mountain.

Although the Three Realms Gourd is a broken fairy weapon, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse, so it is more than enough to suppress a fierce ghost.

At this time, Zhang Qianyang had already drawn a magic circle on the ground with a wooden stick. Li Daoxuan glanced at it and felt dizzy.

He is not very talented in formations, and the Heavenly Stems, Earthly Branches, and Innate Bagua are as complex as high-level mathematics.

"Disciple, carry this coffin to the magic circle!"

Li Daoxuan was a little puzzled and whispered: "Master, wouldn't it be over if I just burn him to death with a gourd?"

Zhang Qianyang shook his head and said: "It is easy to burn him to death. I can trigger a thunderbolt and make him disappear into ashes. But his relatives are here after all. It is a meritorious deed to be able to preserve his whole body and put him in a safe place." "

Li Daoxuan nodded.

Thinking about it from his perspective, if he were the son at the funeral, he would definitely not want to see his father disappear into ashes and die without a complete body.

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He took off the Three Realms Gourd, and suddenly the coffin began to tremble again.

Li Daoxuan immediately affixed a holding charm to temporarily immobilize it, then hugged one end of the coffin with both hands and exerted force.

Buzz~

The coffin that those strong men could not lift despite all their efforts was actually picked up by Li Daoxuan alone.

Seeing this scene, the strong men were stunned and puzzled. They only thought that although the young Taoist priest was slender, he was not burly and somewhat bookish. How could he have such great strength?

Li Daoxuan held the coffin and walked towards the magic circle drawn by his master.

Every step he took would leave a deep footprint under his feet.

Although Li Daoxuan now looks handsome and handsome, his physical strength is already very formidable. Even though the coffin weighs several thousand kilograms, it still cannot hold him back.

Li Daoxuan threw the coffin onto the magic circle.

boom!

The ground seemed to tremble slightly.

The next moment, the magic circle began to glow with golden light, and the Yin Qi in the coffin was quickly led underground along the magic circle.

"This formation can guide the Yin Qi in the coffin into the ground and disperse it in the sky and the earth. In just a moment, you will be worry-free."

Zhang Qianyang smiled slightly, as if he had a plan in mind.

However, as a large amount of Yin Qi dissipated, the coffin trembled even more violently, and even the binding amulet attached by Li Daoxuan fell off.
Chapter completed!