After returning to the village, start chasing the mountain from binding Emei

Chapter 298: Thunder from the sky suddenly arrives, breaking through the realm of creation?
This scene made everyone at the scene open their mouths wide.

Aren’t these two people too strong?
Especially the four people who just carried the coffin, they knew very well how heavy the coffin was.

The four strong men were unable to move it, and it was actually lifted up by this old man and this young man.

It's somewhat unrealistic.

It would be fine if you said that this young man is very strong, but the key point is that Huang Daolin is already in his seventies, how can he still be so strong?

Chen Yang stood up steadily.

This coffin is indeed heavy.

Half of it was sunk into the ground and stuck in the mud. To pull it out would require at least a thousand pounds of force, so it was normal that the men couldn't lift it.

Now that it has been pulled out, it is not as heavy as it was at the beginning.

Chen Yang weighed it briefly and estimated that it was probably about 600 to 700 kilograms.

"Can you handle it?"

Huang Daolin looked up at Chen Yang.

"I'm fine, uncle, are you okay?"

"is acceptable."

Huang Daolin nodded slightly.

What’s a bit embarrassing now is that the coffin is still hanging in the pit, and the rope is a bit long, so it’s not easy to lift it up.

The old man in the lead was not idle either. He quickly found a few thick wooden poles, lowered them from the edge of the pit, placed one side on the top of the pit, and stuffed the other side under the coffin to make a simple slope.

The two men placed the coffin steadily on the slope made of poles and pulled it upwards with force.

The two of them worked together to pull the coffin up.

This is much more convenient.

It only weighs about 600 to 700 kilograms, and Chen Yang can carry it by himself.

A few minutes later, the coffin was placed in a makeshift shed in the yard.

The old man took the three men to backfill the big hole in the main room.

Huang Fugui and his wife meant that everything should be restored to its original state before Huang Fei returned, so that he would not think too much when he saw it.

In the shed, the coffin was placed off the ground on two benches.

Chen Yang and Huang Can walked around the coffin, looking curiously.

It really looks like a big box. In professional terms, this should be the outer coffin, and the thing inside should be the coffin.

The outside of the coffin is carved with dragons and phoenixes and painted with some patterns.

The wood is indeed golden nanmu, and I don’t know how many years have passed, but there is no sign of decay.

It was nailed with a circle of coffin nails and tied tightly with iron chains that had already rusted.

As if he was afraid that something would come out of it.

In the gap on the left front of the coffin, a black, dry thing was hanging there.

"Uncle, is this the coffin fungus you mentioned?" Chen Yang asked.

Huang Daolin sighed, "It's been twenty-seven years, and they're all dead."

He has been overdrawing energy to prolong Huang Fei's life, and he has been able to persist for twenty-seven years, which is already commendable.

Chen Yang reached out and touched it, and the black thing immediately fell down, hit the ground, and broke into several pieces.

He patted the coffin and said, "Uncle, what's in here?"

He had just used radar to detect it, and could only vaguely see that there was a coffin inside. The radar could not clearly detect what was inside the coffin.

Huang Daolin smiled and said, "What else could be in the coffin? A corpse?"

Huang Can was about to reach out to touch it, but when he heard this, he took a step back, "Uncle, have you ever opened it?"

Huang Daolin shook his head. "I ate too much. Why would I open it? If you are interested, you can open it and take a look."

Huang Can waved his hands quickly. Although he was curious, he would not seek death.

Huang Daolin also reached out and touched the coffin. Judging from his expression, it was obvious that he knew something.

"Uncle Five."

Huang Fugui took a pack of cigarettes and gave one pack to each person. Finally, he came to Huang Daolin, his face full of trepidation and anxiety, "Our Xiaofei..."

Huang Daolin took out the medicine bottle he had prepared and instructed, "Take this. When Xiaofei comes back, have him drink the medicine in the bottle three times over three days."

Huang Fugui held the bottle in his hand, extremely nervous, as if holding his son's life in his hands, "Three days, is that three times a day, or three times in total?"

"Three times in total."

"After taking this medicine, will Xiaofei's illness be cured?"

Huang Fugui was full of expectations.

Huang Daolin shook his head. "His body is too weak. Whether he can recover depends on his luck. I have to leave for a few days. When I come back, I will find a way to slowly adjust his body..."

"Fifth Uncle, you can't just ignore him..." Huang Fugui's voice was tearful.

Huang Daolin sighed helplessly, "Fugui, your children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. If you force him to stay like this, he will suffer. Well, forget it. You won't listen if I say too much. Don't worry, just do as I say. Let him live another ten or twenty years, marry a wife, and give you a grandchild. There is hope..."

"Really?"

Huang Fugui's eyes lit up, and his face showed ecstasy, "Thank you, Uncle Wu, I knew that Uncle Wu was not an ordinary person..."

As he said this, he stuffed a few more packs of cigarettes into Huang Daolin's hand, and also gave him a red envelope.

Although the two families are relatives, there is a rule in this business: the red envelope does not have to be too big, but the work cannot be done for free.

"Are we just going to put the coffin here? I'm afraid Xiaofei will come back and see it at night..." Huang Fugui's face showed embarrassment again.

"There are too many people around during the day, so send him to my place at night. If you are afraid of being seen by him, find a reason to trick him out and ask him to come back tomorrow morning."

"well……"

Huang Fugui nodded repeatedly.

If you carry a coffin outside in broad daylight and the villagers see you, they will definitely gossip.

Over the years, their family has been gossiped about by villagers because of this matter, but those were all hearsay and no one could provide evidence. But if this matter was watched by someone today, wouldn't all the previous rumors be confirmed?

They are well aware that what people say can be scary.

Huang Daolin didn't say anything more.

……

That night, it was quiet.

The coffin was carried to Huang Daolin's yard, where a simple shed was built and the coffin was placed inside.

yard.

After those men left, only Huang Daolin, Chen Yang and Huang Can were left.

"It shouldn't rain tonight, so why bother putting up a shed?"

Huang Can pounded his waist. He was exhausted from building the shed.

It's fine and it's not raining, so isn't it just like taking off your pants to fart?

Huang Daolin said, "There is no rain, but there is a moon!"

"What!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Yang and Huang Can looked up at the sky.

In the night sky, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse.

A crescent moon shuttles through the clouds, and the clouds fly away, appearing and disappearing from time to time.

The moonlight shines on the village in the woods, as if it were covered with a layer of hazy fluorescence.

"Is this shed used to block the moonlight?"

Chen Yang couldn't help but think of scenes from some horror movies.

Huang Can beside him also shuddered violently, "No way, uncle, please don't scare us, the things in this coffin..."

"I'm old and I'm not afraid, so what are you young people afraid of?"

Huang Daolin shook his head jokingly and went back to his room to sleep.

Chen Yang and Huang Can were left alone, staring at each other.

Huang Can said, "Brother Yang, how about you sleep on the first floor tonight?"

Chen Yang was happy. When something happened, he called him Brother Yang. "Aren't you very brave?"

Huang Can laughed dryly, "Ever since I encountered that thing last time, I've been traumatized. How about we sleep together..."

Chen Yang shook his head, "I'm used to sleeping naked."

"It's okay, I don't mind."

"I mind."

Chen Yang patted his shoulder and said, "Courage is acquired through practice. Since you have a shadow, you should overcome it. Just close the door, cover yourself with the quilt, and sleep with your eyes open. You should be a firm materialist and not be so weird."

After saying that, Chen Yang also went upstairs.

Huang Can was left alone, looking at the coffin in the yard, and then at the moon in the sky that was as bright as a light bulb.

I don’t know where the wind came from.

Huang Can just felt a chill down his spine and shivered all over.

"Don't be surprised if there is something strange. Don't be surprised if there is something strange."

After muttering to himself for a few words, he hurried into the house and slammed the door shut.

……

Maybe he was too tired. Within five seconds of lying down on the bed, Huang Can started snoring.

The snoring was so loud that it shook the earth.

In the dream, he was in a swimming pool, and a bunch of female internet celebrities surrounded him and teased him. He was like Zhu Bajie who had entered the lair of a spider spirit, with his mouth wide open, and dived into the swimming pool.

With a bang, a large amount of water splashed up.

Crash.

All I could hear was the sound of water.

He floated up from the water and hugged a fair figure nearby.

"Brother Chan!"

There were girls laughing and playing all around. The woman turned around slowly and what came into his eyes was a dark and rough face.

"Osmanthus, osmanthus?"

She was Niu Guihua, the distant cousin of his brother-in-law Song Kaiming.

Huang Can shuddered all over and suddenly sat up from the bed, gasping for breath and breaking out in a cold sweat.

Nightmare.

He touched his face and luckily it was just a dream.

Wow…

Outside the window, it started to rain, and it seemed to be quite heavy. He had just woken up and was still a little confused. He felt that the environment was a little strange and was still trying to remember where he was.

"Boom!"

Lightning flashed, and for a moment it was as bright as day, and then there was a huge roar of thunder.

There was a loud bang, as if someone had fired a cannon over his head.

The horrifying sound made one's scalp tingle.

At this moment, Huang Can woke up instantly.

I also remembered where I was, and quickly took out my cell phone from under the pillow to check the time.

It’s only half past one in the morning.

"boom!"

Another big thunder exploded, as if it had fallen nearby.

With a loud bang, something seemed to collapse in the yard.

"No, coffin."

Huang Can's face changed slightly and he hurriedly opened the door.

"call……"

A strong wind mixed with heavy rain blew in his face and almost washed him back into the house.

"Chen Yang."

Huang Can shouted.

I vaguely saw a person standing in the yard and was so scared that I trembled all over. I thought something in the coffin had come out.

Looking closely, the man seemed to be Chen Yang.

The shed that was built at night had collapsed, but the coffin was still there.

There was an inexplicable sense of depression in the air.

"Go, go, go!"

When Huang Can was wondering what was going on, Huang Daolin rushed out of the main room and shouted anxiously.

He rushed to Chen Yang in the rain.

But Chen Yang gave a low shout, picked up the coffin directly, and without saying a word, followed Huang Daolin and ran out of the yard.

Huang Can was completely stunned by this scene.

He reached out and slapped himself.

It hurts.

It doesn’t seem to be a dream!
He pinched his face again.

It really hurts.

It's not a dream.

Watching Chen Yang and Huang Daolin walking away, he swallowed hard. It would be even more frightening for him to be left here alone.

He made up his mind and plunged into the rain.

……

-

"Boom..."

There were strong winds and rain, lightning and thunder.

Although it was the middle of the night and it was extremely dark, Chen Yang's eyesight was extremely strong. The sky was covered with dark clouds. The dark clouds were very low, like a black cotton blanket that could fall down at any time.

Arcs of light flickered in the clouds, and lightning struck from time to time.

All I could hear was the sound of heavy rain.

Chen Yang was soaked from head to toe by the rain. He was carrying a coffin weighing nearly a thousand pounds on his shoulders and walking briskly on the mountain path.

Huang Daolin led the way with a flashlight.

There was an inexplicable sense of suffocation in the air.

Chen Yang was very familiar with this feeling.

When the Tourmaline Toad broke through to the S-level that day, it was almost the same scene, with such heavy rain, such strong wind, and such loud thunder.

At this moment, the expressions on both of their faces were very serious.

Especially Huang Daolin, as calm as he was, he felt like his heart was about to jump out of his throat at this moment.

He had never expected that just after he dug out the coffin during the day, such a thing would happen in the evening.

He is a person who rarely sleeps and is used to meditating and resting at night. Although he is in his seventies, he is full of energy and vitality. After a hard day's work, he can recover by meditating for an hour at most.

Chen Yang also did not sleep. He was practicing body-building and Qi-refining techniques in his room. Suddenly, there was a loud thunder, which shook his breath and almost broke his bones.

When I went out, I saw lightning, thunder and heavy rain.

My heart suddenly tightened.

Something is going to happen.

……

Fortunately, it was discovered in time and the thunder was still in the brewing stage.

If the thunder from the sky hits this coffin, not only Huang Daolin's two-story villa, but also Chen Yang and others living inside, as well as many families in the village, will be in trouble.

I’m afraid the thing in the coffin is about to break through the realm of creation.

Chen Yang's scalp tingled. He could not care about anything else at this moment. He had to throw the coffin away as soon as possible to avoid bringing disaster to the village.

Having had the experience with the tourmaline toad last time, although Chen Yang was shocked this time, he was not that panicked.

Thunder is brewing, and it will take some time to find the target.

Although there were some sporadic lightning strikes, they were not precisely aimed.

Huang Daolin took him to the Tuanjie Reservoir.

"Let's go up the mountain."

Chen Yang was about to throw the coffin into the water, but then he heard Huang Daolin shouting and running into the forest along a small path nearby.

At first, Huang Daolin also wanted to throw this thing into the reservoir.

But at this time, the heavy rain had been falling for nearly half an hour, and the water level in the reservoir was already rising.

Not to mention there is a farm house nearby. If this thing is thrown into the reservoir, how can it be salvaged afterwards?

If the water level rises severely and the reservoir releases floodwater, washing this thing out, that would be really terrible and the consequences would be unimaginable.

Under the leadership of Huang Daolin, they arrived at a depression on the mountain a few minutes later.

"Right here!"

Huang Daolin shouted and helped Chen Yang to unload the coffin, threw it into the depression, then grabbed Chen Yang's hand and ran back.

"Rumble..."

The thunder continued, and the inexplicable feeling of oppression became stronger and stronger, so strong that it made people feel a little suffocated.

The two people were running away, fearing that thunder would strike in the next second.

Chen Yang used the light body technique, his adrenaline surged, and his speed became ridiculously fast.

Huang Daolin followed him slowly.

It took five or six minutes to go up the mountain and just over a minute to go down.

When I arrived at Tuanjie Reservoir, I ran into Huang Can head-on.

"what's up?"

Huang Can asked quickly.

At this moment, the rain was getting heavier and the water level in the reservoir had obviously risen a lot.

"Let's talk about it when we get back."

Huang Daolin didn't say much. The three of them were all soaked. This was obviously not the place to chat.

……

Huang Daolin's home.

"Huchihuchi..."

Chen Yang was breathing heavily. Although he was physically strong, he was exhausted after such a tossing and turning.

Standing under the eaves, looking towards the mountain behind the reservoir.

Electric light and flint.

Arcs of light cut through the night sky and continuously fell towards the back mountain, as if there was a giant behind the night sky, constantly pressing the shutter.

Although it was far away, Chen Yang would feel frightened every time the lightning struck.

terror.

Is this the heavenly thunder test for breaking through the realm of creation?
He found it hard to imagine what kind of physique could withstand a direct hit from lightning.

"Shit, if such a big thunder hits you, it will hurt like hell, right? Can the things in the coffin withstand it?"

Huang Can's face twitched with the flashing lightning. He woke up early from his sleepiness.

"It's best to hope it survives."

At this time, Huang Daolin took a shower, changed his clothes, and came behind Chen Yang.

They both turned around and looked at him in surprise.

Huang Daolin had a worried look on his face. "If anything happens to it, that old man from Lao Guanshan will be furious."

"Uncle, what on earth is in that coffin?"

Chen Yang had heard him say before that this coffin was borrowed by Huang Daolin from Laoguan Mountain. The old thing he mentioned should be the existence in the realm of creation on Laoguan Mountain if nothing unexpected happens.

Judging from his tone, the things in this coffin seem to be quite important to the being in the realm of creation in Laoguan Mountain.

The rain outside was still pouring down, and water was splashing from the eaves a meter or two away.

When Chen Yang asked this, Huang Can also stretched his neck. After such a great fright, it would be unacceptable if Huang Daolin didn't give them an explanation.

Huang Daolin took a deep breath, retracted his gaze from the back mountain, and then looked at Chen Yang, "Have you heard of [Longevity Worm]?"

"Longevity worm?"

Chen Yang frowned, with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

"Hand...rush?"

Huang Can had a weird look on his face, and he almost blurted it out.

But then he remembered that his uncle was not a person with vulgar tastes, so he quickly shut his mouth.

Chen Yang's face trembled. This guy was just here to make people laugh.

(End of this chapter)