C36 (1/2)

Coffins, Wood Man s, no matter what they were, they all gave people a absurd and bizarre feeling.

This coffin was quite heavy. Could it be that there really was something inside?

At this moment, my hand slightly leaves the coffin, yet I want to open it. I am in the middle of a dilemma.

If he didn't guess wrongly, the things that his foster father was worshipping should be this coffin and those wooden figures …

What was the point of these things? Liu Qing had been here before, did he know about the coffin?

It had only been a year since the coffin had been buried, and it had taken that one year to erase some clues.

I saw three words written on the lid of the coffin. It might be a name or something, but I couldn't tell what they were by now …

Time can dilute too many people and things, including the truth...

I took a few deep breaths. I had to open the coffin, no matter how nervous I was.

The slender iron chains were now stained with rust, as if they were just decorations, easily broken.

It's also possible... This iron chain wasn't used to prevent others from opening the coffin, but rather …

To prevent something else from opening the coffin, or something inside it from coming out...

These are just guesses. However, after guessing such things, my hands started to tremble and sweat started to flow from my body as I tried to remove the iron chains.

At this moment, the sky was already bright and the sun, which hadn't shone for a long time, finally shone a bit of light. After opening the steel chains, I discovered that there was actually a coffin nail stuck inside …

However, a normal coffin nail could not fit into such a small coffin, so what was nailed to the coffin were some small, ordinary nails.

After being buried in the ground for such a long time, the wood of the coffin had become very soft. It did not want to destroy the coffin.

But now with the coffin nailed to it, it was impossible to not destroy it.

I took the shovel and opened the coffin. A musty smell came out.

After all, they had been in the ground for such a long time. It didn't matter what it was, it would become moldy.

When he opened the coffin, he saw that it contained half a coffin worth of copper coins. These copper coins were obviously quite old. Some of them even had some serious defects, and it seemed like only half of them were left.

However, it could be seen that this copper coin was definitely worth a lot of money. As for the specific value of the copper coin, I couldn't see it, so I didn't know much about it.

But at the very least, it should have been two or three years of his adoptive father's mourning income. Why did he have to bury him under the ground?

It was even sealed with a coffin. Could it be that the adoptive father bought it to increase his value?

Should Not... The foster father probably didn't have such thoughts. With so much copper coins buried under the ground, as well as those wooden coffins, there must be some other reason.

I shook the coffin as I thought about it. The copper coins were basically mixed with the soil, so it wouldn't make too much noise even if I shook it.

These coins were very strange. One had to know that these ancient coins had two sides.

After all, ancient coins were usually dug out from graves and belonged to the dead. If a living person took something from a dead person, it would have been a taboo violation.

However, in feng shui, one could use an ancient coin to guard the mansion. This object had a spiritual nature, and after being used by tens of thousands of people, it carried an abundant amount of yang energy.

Thus, an ancient coin was something with two sides. It could be described as yin and yin, or yang and yang, depending on how it was used.

This was not difficult to understand. There was no absolute in this world, and Yin and Yang were the same.

With just a single shake, these copper coins moved slightly. I discovered that there seemed to be something hidden within the pile of copper coins.

It was very strange for these copper coins to appear here, so I didn't dare to carelessly touch them with my hands. I picked up two sticks from the side and used them to move the copper coins to the side.

Then, I carefully took out the items from within. It was a cloth bag, and it was wrapped very tightly. I also used a stick to open the cloth bag.

Inside the cloth was a worn-out book. Although the book looked worn out on the surface, the words on it were very clear.

There were a few big words written on it –

Summary of the folk Evil Theurgy.

I frowned, for no other reason than that the book looked too ordinary, with nothing to show for it but a little shabby.

Was such a book really worth putting in a coffin and burying in the ground?