Chapter 1859: : Punishment from God

As the saying goes, the secret of heaven cannot be revealed.
This is by no means casual.
I think at the beginning, the owner of a manor in the western suburbs of Qingshan tried to spy on Li Nanfang's true face with a little bit of esoteric art, but he died suddenly.
Later, Chen Yuer spied on Li Nanfang and was punished by the black dragon. If Master Kongkong hadn't spent his blood and had prevented her from disaster, she would have become a black charcoal nucleus.
These two were punished so much just by spying on a black dragon evildoer.
So what will happen to people who spy on the general situation of the world and leak Feng Shui secrets?
The great elder is the first person in the heaven and underground profound doors.
He walked this way, and there were also ways to avoid disasters.
Otherwise, how could he close his eyes tightly after uttering the words "Qianlong is in the sky" without opening them for a long time.
But the old man Wang is different.
He is just an ordinary old man in the village.
Only because his ancestors thousands of years ago had led the way for the army that came here to bury the bones of a certain emperor's father, did he know that kind of heavenly secret.
After being passed down from generation to generation, it's not a big deal to just pass it down among their own population.
But once it was said, the consequences would be disastrous.
What happened to Wang's second uncle more than forty years ago is a example.
Unfortunately, Old Man Wang didn't take it seriously.
Today, when facing the great elder, he took the initiative to disclose the secret secret, and the retribution he received was simply not too fast.
The conversation on the top of the mountain just ended.
An accident happened to the team that moved the ground at the foot of the mountain.
Old man Wang's eldest son dug up his ancestral grave and asked someone to help take out the coffin inside.
The tombs here were, to say less to say, buried 40 years ago.
At that time, the state had not yet issued clear funeral management regulations, and few people chose to bury ashes.
They are all custom-made coffins, put the dead in the coffin, and bury them directly.
The first tomb opened by the son of Wang Laohan belonged to his great-grandfather.
I chose a corner location, dug out the space where people can stand, and wrapped the two ends of the coffin with ropes, and asked someone to help pull it up.
The four strong guys were pulling from the top, and the old man Wang's son was pushing from the bottom.
Without knowing who it was, he slipped on his foot and loosened his hand.
The huge coffin leaned down and bumped against the edge of the tomb. It suddenly opened a seam, and slid down along the way, turning over directly, pressing down the living person below.
This can scare people around.
He was in a rush, tried to pull the coffin up again, and look at the situation of Wang's son.
Who knows, that's how strange things happened.
Just now it was a coffin that four strong boys could easily pull up. At this moment, more than a dozen people started working together, but they couldn't move a bit.
The coffin seemed to be extremely important.
It's like there is a ghost again.
The mood of others is even more panic.
Lao Han Wang's daughter-in-law, who was pregnant with her second child for eight months, threw herself on the edge of the tomb, crying and asking her if there was anything wrong with the man.
It stands to reason that a big coffin didn't rise too high in total, but it still slipped down slowly.
Even if it suppresses people, it's definitely not crushing.
Even crushing a fracture is unlikely.
But Old Man Wang's son was below, and there was no response at all.
Everyone leaned over and found that their scalp was numb.
The opening of the coffin was facing the mouth and nose of Wang's son.
A strong man in the village, without any trauma, was foaming at the mouth and convulsing all over his body.
The coffin that more than a dozen people couldn't pull, was shaken by his convulsions alone.
What's this?
Even if Teacher Ma came alive, it would be impossible to explain this phenomenon with materialism.
Someone rushed up the mountain and called the old man Wang down.
All the way to the foot of the mountain, listening to the narration of the people around him, and then seeing the condition of his son.
The old man screamed at people to call an ambulance.
Yes, calling an ambulance is easy.
But the key issue is that the ambulance may not be useful when it comes.
The person was pressed under the coffin, and the coffin could not be pulled up.
It is completely an unsolvable problem.
Seeing his son's appearance, it seemed that he could not hold on for long.
The old man Wang burned his eyebrows with anxiety, but suddenly there was a flash of inspiration in his mind, he got up to separate the crowd, and Sa Yazi ran up the mountain.
"Old god, help."
"Old god, please save my son."
On the way up and down, the old man screamed and crawled, ignoring that he had a bruised face and head from the fall. After seeing the great elder, he thumped and knelt on the gravel.
No need to ask, the elder also guessed what was going on.
Sighed slightly: "Go, take me to see."
Just now, the great elder deliberately lied to Old Man Wang during the conversation, just to save the rest of his life.
The old man is a longevity, this is hard to change.
But for the next few decades of life of the old man, whether to live through pain or to enjoy the happiness of family, it is destined.
It is foreseeable that he leaked his secret secret, and God punishes him for bereavement.
And the elder had already helped once, so he didn't mind helping a second time.
Anyway, the old man Wang also let the great elder see the "Dragon in the Sky" geomantic treasure land that others have never seen in a lifetime.
Then it is worth the great elder to help him to the end.
It was said that the old man Wang was leading the way, but in fact, the great elder stepped lightly, and he walked slowly, but he was halfway up the mountain in a blink of an eye.
Yang Gugu followed closely, and went to join in the fun, showing exactly the same figure.
The old man Wang just got up from the ground and turned around, the two of them had already gone far.
He couldn't believe his eyes.
While he was in a daze, one hand stretched out laterally and grabbed his shoulder.
Zhanxingshen took the old man, stepped forward and jumped down.
It feels like flying.
Why did you get to the foot of the mountain in the blink of an eye?
immortal.
It must be a fairy.
This family is all gods!
The old man Wang thought this way. When he stood on the solid ground at the foot of the mountain, he saw the old and one young grandfather and grandson who had already rushed into the crowd and stood on the edge of the tomb.
There, Old Man Wang's daughter-in-law was still pulling the surrounding soil vigorously, crying and trying to dig out her man from the side.
It's not that the person next to you doesn't want to help, but is too scared to help.
Several good-hearted aunts wanted to take away the old man's wife, but they couldn't help it.
On the contrary, it's Yang Coffin, alas, this name always feels awkward.
King Xuanyuan didn't like this name, so just change it to Yang Xiao.
On the contrary, it was Yang Xiao. When he got closer, he grabbed the back collar of the old man's daughter-in-law and slammed it back.
The slightly chubby woman in the village is a hundred or ten catties.
It was thrown into the air like a little chicken.
But don't forget, this lady is eight months pregnant, and if she falls to the ground abruptly, the situation can only get worse.
Yang Xiao doesn't care about this.
The old man asked them to help save his son, but did not say to save his daughter-in-law and grandson.
Falling to death, one hundred.
It has nothing to do with him.
Uh, that's how it is said.
But why did Yang Xiao throw people away in the direction that Zhanxingshen took the old man Wang to come.
Zhanxingshen's hands are quick and quick, and he stretches out his hand to take.
Dispelling the impact of Yang Xiao's casual throw, he turned and stuffed the person into the arms of Old Man Wang.
This husband is holding his pregnant daughter-in-law.
The old man Wang was flustered, so he hurriedly took his daughter-in-law and sat down next to him, calling for help from the villagers, and then hurriedly ran to the grave.
The grave here.
Yang Xiao threw behind Wang's daughter-in-law, and was about to squat down to take a look, but was stopped by the great elder.
"Be careful, the king is dead."
The elder flicked his sleeves and shook it twice out of thin air. He didn't know what he was dispersing, so he covered his mouth and nose and squatted down.
Yang Xiao was taken aback for a moment.
She obviously didn't see anything, where is the corpse gas coming from?
Probably knowing that the king would have doubts, the elder stretched out his hand to hold down the coffin board under the tomb pit, spread his fingers to measure, and softly explained: "My lord, the corpse is caused by the decay of the body in the sealed coffin Kind of poison.
People who haven't learned the art of Xuanmen can not see it.
In the previous coffins, in addition to the coffin nails, they were often sealed with wax.
It is not ventilated and watertight, and the corpse gas does not disperse all year round.
Normal corpse qi is blue-gray and tasteless. It can cause hallucinations and block people's breathing.
The heavier corpse is black, like thick smoke.
After being contaminated, the complexion turns black.
Under normal circumstances, only the burial person instructs future generations to put some medicinal materials such as mandala powder in the coffin. Only by neutralizing the anaesthetic drugs and the gas emitted by the decay of the corpse will the highly toxic black corpse gas be produced.
Depending on the situation, the person who was buried had also prevented others from robbing the tomb.
did not expect.
Those who can't rob the tomb have killed their descendants.
It's really unclear about the cycle of heaven and the karma. "
With the effort of speaking, the great elder's hand has been measured on the edge of the coffin lid, and finally selected a certain position, suddenly exerting force.
With a click.
The coffin that opened a corner snapped instantly.
"Come on, a few people, lift up this coffin!"
The great elder stood up, shouted at the surroundings, and then led Yang Xiao to step aside.
The surrounding villagers were dumbfounded and did not know what was going on, and no one dared to lean over.
It wasn't until the old man Wang was so anxious that he kicked and beat him, pushed a few young people over and grabbed the rope that tied the coffin again.
"One, two, three, get up!"
Someone yelled, and several strong boys worked together.
The coffin that a dozen people couldn't move just now was actually pulled up easily.
The old man Wang took the lead, rushed into the tomb, pushed aside the coffin, reached out and hugged his son.
The person is still breathing and there is no obvious trauma.
However, the black-faced person's body twitches from time to time.
The old man Wang was almost crying, and he crawled out of the tomb with his son in his arms, and knelt in front of the elder again, crying for help.
The elder sighed and wanted to bow to the king to take a shot, but realized that so many people around were watching, he was a grandfather, how could he be so polite to his granddaughter.
For a while, the scene was a bit awkward.
Fortunately, Yang Xiao is not a dull person, just by looking at the look of the great elder, you know what he thinks.
It is not too easy for Yang Xiao to save a poisoned person.
He took out a pill and stuffed it into the mouth of Old Man Wang's son.
That pill is Yang Xiao's self-made holy medicine.
There is a drug primer inside, which is ridiculous. It was when someone was treated for a scum, she collected the blood casually.
Li Nanfang does not invade a hundred poisons, and the medicine he made is certainly effective.
In less than a moment, Old Man Wang's son stopped convulsing and his face eased slightly.
It was also at this time that the ambulance came in.
Old man Wang bowed his head to Yang Xiao and they thanked them, followed the ambulance, and accompanied his son to the hospital.
No matter how other people move their graves, Yang Xiao and the elder do not care.
He just walked out of the crowd and returned to the top of the mountain. Looking at the east side of Xiliang Mountain again, Yang Xiao's eyes were sharp and he asked softly: "Elder, do you want to go to the hole?"
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