A righteous voice came out, "Jiang Xiaoyou is right, so tonight we need to dress up and cover our faces with paper utensils to conceal our identities."

Yuan Shanyuan smiled and looked at this place. This old guy looked quite old, but he didn't expect that he could hear their conversation clearly from such a distance.

"Also, this coffin is not ordinary. If you guess correctly, it is also something that came out of the blood corpse tomb, and its rank is higher than the funeral coffin that restrained the young master."

"Although this coffin is evil, it is also a rare treasure in a sense."

After hearing Yuan Shanyuan's words, Li Bai, who was standing next to the coffin, seemed to realize the seriousness of the problem. She bent down and stared at the coffin inch by inch. Sure enough, she found some inconspicuous scratches on it, like ropes. left by repeated rubbing.

Luo Tianhe squinted his eyes, and couldn't help nodding his head in praise, "Miss Li Bai is really amazing. I haven't seen many young people with such insight. You're right, this is indeed a coffin for a long life."

As soon as the words Hanging Shou Coffin came out, the fat man suddenly felt palpitations. He clearly sensed that something nearby had changed, but he couldn't find it.

"Hanging coffin..."

I don't know if it was intentional to show off, or if they had already dug a hole and waited for Jiangcheng and the others to jump into it, Luo Tianhe actually kindly explained the origin of this hanging coffin to everyone.

"The method of making the hanging coffin has been lost for a long time, and I only heard about it. It is rumored that this kind of coffin cannot touch the ground since the day it was formed. The four corners of the coffin are padded to insulate the air, and this process is also called raising the coffin.”

"This is a long process. Only a coffin that has been cultivated can be called a real hanging coffin, and its ability is also very strange."

After a pause, Luo Tianhe's voice became cautious, "It can hold the last breath of a dying person, and if the chance allows, it can even eliminate disasters and diseases, and bring the dead back to life."

"Because of this, it has another name..."

"Lock the coffin."

Luo Tianhe looked at Li Bai, who was bluish, and didn't care about the other party interrupting him, but just nodded. From the attitude, both of them were quite taboo about this so-called hanging coffin.

"It is said that the elderly who have reached the end of the day will invite out the coffin for the birthday that night, and then the relatives will put the elderly into the coffin. The lid of the coffin will be closed but not sealed. The cemetery chosen by the old man."

"As long as the old man can be successfully carried to the cemetery, guarded for two hours, and brought back before dawn, the calamity will be considered safe and sound."

"The moment the coffin re-enters the house, it also symbolizes the rebirth of the old man."

"It is said that this toss is to use the yin qi cultivated by the hanging coffin for many years to cover the old man's remaining half of yang qi, so as to deceive the world and create the illusion that the old man is dead."

"But it hasn't been a day or two since such a thing has been parked in the Wu Mansion. Doesn't Master Wu know about it? Or...or this is what Master Wu prepared for him, he prepared it for himself!"

The more the fat man said, the more certain he was that a person with a heart like Master Wu would not leave a way out for himself. Once the deadline is approaching, this hanging coffin will come in handy.

Yuan Shanyuan gestured to the fat man to look at the coffin in front of him with his eyes, and said with deep meaning: "Look, Wang Xiaoyou, are we fulfilling Master Wu's wishes and keeping him in this hanging coffin?"

Suddenly, a chill rose from the ground, piercing Fatty's feet in an instant, and then went up along his legs all the way up to Tianlinggai, as if his blood vessels were filled with ice balls, and he felt like he had fallen into a huge vortex , although it has gone through untold hardships, it is still getting deeper and deeper, and the center of the whirlpool is the long-dead Master Wu.

The other party seemed to have predicted his own death a long time ago, and now everything in the Wu family is like a bureau. Master Wu deliberately made a bureau in order to wait until today and use them outsiders to revive him.

Even... even prepared this hanging coffin for them in advance.

The more the fat man thought about it, the more frightened he became. This feeling of being played by a dead man in the palm of his hand is the most desperate. Compared with this old master Wu, their so-called calculations are like a game played by children.

Until a hand was placed on his shoulder, the doctor's voice sounded, "Don't think about it, Mr. Yuan just made a joke with you, Mr. Wu is not that smart."

"Even if this hanging coffin can really bring people back to life, the one who comes back to life cannot be Mr. Wu, it's just a ghost borrowing Mr. Wu's body."

"Am I right, Mr. Yuan?"

Yuan Shanyuan smiled and said nothing, he originally said that casually, the purpose was to lead everyone into inexplicable panic, and then facilitate his next actions, even if he was asked to produce evidence, he would not be able to produce it.

Master Wu has some tricks to be honest, but Potian is just a wealthy businessman in the town. He has some attainments in the art of yin and yang. Together, they cobbled together a baby-breeding technique that lasted for 20 years, but if he could single-handedly direct himself to fake death and plan a rebirth for himself after death, then there are "outsiders" like them Coming here, helping him by accident, that is really a high opinion of him.

On this side, Jiangcheng and Yuan Shanyuan are fighting, and on the other side, Luo Tianhe and Li Bai have already finalized what they need to prepare tonight with Laifu, "We have the paper masks in the Wu Mansion, and they are in the warehouse. The remaining ~lightnovelpub.net~ Masters, see if you can use it."

After saying Laifu, he ran away, and not long after, he ran back again. At this time, he was followed by several young men who were out of breath, and each of them was holding a big box in their hands.

There are a total of 7 boxes. After opening them one by one, there are some messy things inside, all of which are related to practice. Not only masks, but also all kinds of strange clothes that cannot be named, and there are some feathers and women tied on them. The stick of hair looks not only not dignified, but rather weird.

After confirming that there was nothing wrong with the box, everyone immediately began to look for the mask. Although the mask was painted strangely, men and women could still be distinguished from the eyebrows and eyes. Tonight, playing the role of the Eight Immortals and carrying the coffin, it is natural to wear a male mask.

Worried about not having enough masks, the fat man moved quickly, first he snatched a male mask for the doctor, then he snatched one for himself, and then he did not forget Yao, Shunyu and Li Bai.

But when the fat man rummaged through boxes and cabinets and snatched enough masks for four people, before he could take a breath, a depressing voice came from behind him.

"Tonight we will pretend to be women and carry the coffin upside down."