inspire-indiana Chapter 34 How vicious are human hearts!
Chapter 34 How vicious are human hearts!
Upon arriving at the solitary grave, they did not immediately begin digging.
Instead, he first took out a palm-sized compass from his satchel.
The compass is not used by ordinary feng shui masters, but is a specially made "yin-fixing compass".
The plate is made of jujube wood struck by lightning, and the tail of the magnetic needle floating in the Heavenly Pool is adorned with a small piece of magnet soaked in corpse oil.
Lu Yuan placed the compass flat on the grave mound. The magnetic needle initially pointed due north, but then began to tremble violently.
The needle tip swings wildly between the three directions: northwest (Qian), northeast (Gen), and west (Dui).
It has never been able to stabilize.
"The three elements are out of balance, and the earth's veins are in disarray."
Lu Yuan whispered:
"As expected, the layout has been changed."
After a quick measurement, Lu Yuan put down the compass, picked up his hoe, and walked to the "earth eye" location that he had previously measured with his footsteps.
He took a deep breath, then swung the hoe hard and started digging!
They dug and dug and dug in the big grave!
But soon, after about seven or eight strokes of the hoe, Lu Yuan discovered that he couldn't dig any deeper!
Of course, winters outside the Great Wall are very cold, freezing the ground as hard as iron.
But it's clear that the reason we can't dig it out now isn't because it's too cold, but because...
Magic Circle!
A magic array has been cast on them.
hiss……
Seeing the magic array beneath his feet, Lu Yuan frowned.
This ghost marriage is far more complicated than gouging out eyes, cutting off tongues, or breaking legs!
Lu Yuan squatted down, grabbed a layer of sand, and sniffed it.
Ok……
After a moment of contemplation, Lu Yuan took a half step back and took out a small packet of "awakening soil salt" from his pocket.
This is made by sun-drying sea salt for seven days, then mixing it with realgar powder, mugwort ash, and rooster comb blood powder.
Lu Yuan evenly sprinkled the salt grains into the small pits he had dug.
When salt grains touch the soil, they immediately emit a slight "sizzling" sound and rise wisps of almost invisible blue smoke.
A strange smell, similar to burning hair but with a salty odor, filled the air.
The person who came down to this battle is very capable.
He is at least a Celestial Master, and possibly even the strongest five-star Celestial Master.
Logically speaking, Lu Yuan's cultivation level should not be able to break through it.
Fortunately, the formation was old and one layer of it had been broken.
As for who broke it, it must have been the ghost bride who messed it up herself over the years.
All I can say is that Lu Yuan was extremely lucky. With a handful of "awakening soil salt," the formation was broken directly without any effort.
Then, Lu Yuan exerted force with both arms, and the hoe sank into the soil again.
The feeling of that hoe strike was extremely eerie!
It didn't feel like digging, but rather like cutting some kind of elastic, cold, and viscous substance.
There was noticeable resistance coming from the hoe, along with an uncomfortable "sucking" sensation.
It was as if the soil was alive, resisting and trying to envelop the hoe.
Lu Yuan remained unmoved, steadied his arm, and pried up the soil with the first hoe stroke.
When the soil was turned upside down, it had a dark reddish-black color, like congealed blood.
It was also unusually viscous, and when the hoe was lifted, long, thread-like strands were pulled out.
Lu Yuan tossed the shovelful of soil aside. The clod of soil made a muffled "plop" sound when it hit the ground, and it bounced slightly like mud.
The second hoe, the third hoe...
As the depth increases, the soil color becomes darker, gradually changing from dark red to almost pure black.
The texture changed from sticky to loose and brittle like charcoal ash, but the chill became increasingly intense.
With each strike of the hoe, a subtle, numbing sensation, like an electric current, would come through.
When they dug to a depth of about two feet, there was a sudden "clang" as the hoe struck something hard.
It wasn't stone; the sound was deeper, with a hollow echo.
Upon reaching this point, Lu Yuan quickly dropped the hoe in his hand, squatted down, and brushed away the loose soil with his hands.
Below, a corner of jet-black wood was visible, its grain fine yet subtly gleaming with an oily sheen.
We found it!!
After cleaning away all the black soil that looked like charcoal ash, Lu Yuan picked up the hoe again.
Aiming at the gap in the coffin, he swung it straight in!
click -
The blade of the hoe fit perfectly into the crevice of the coffin.
Lu Yuan gritted his teeth, his arm muscles bulged, and he put all his strength into the hoe to pry open the coffin!
At the same time, silently recite the "Defilement Removal Mantra":
"Heaven and earth, in their natural state, dispersed the foul air; within the cave, profound mystery abounded, radiant light emanated from the primordial chaos..."
Click—!
With a crisp cracking sound, the hoe blade sank in completely, and a gap about an inch wide was pried open in the coffin lid.
At the same time, I smelled a strong, cloyingly sweet fragrance.
It smells like aged corpse oil mixed with some kind of herbs and spices.
Lu Yuan steadied his breathing and used the hoe as a lever to pry open the coffin lid little by little.
The coffin lid made of locust wood was exceptionally heavy, and every movement of it was accompanied by a creaking, teeth-grinding friction sound.
Finally, with Lu Yuan covered in sweat and panting heavily, he managed to pry the coffin lid open by force.
Lu Yuan slumped down beside the grave, catching his breath, before standing up again, taking out a tinderbox, and going forward to examine it.
To be fair, Lu Yuan has seen the world.
Although I've only been here for a year, I've been traveling around everywhere in that time.
What Lu Yuan saw was something that ordinary Taoist priests wouldn't see for three or five years.
Furthermore, Lu Yuan was also that old man's personal disciple.
The old man had also taken Lu Yuan to many terrifying places that other Taoist priests could never visit in their entire lives.
Over the course of the year, Lu Yuan had long since transformed from a high school student who was afraid to go to the bathroom after watching horror movies.
He transformed into a Taoist priest who wouldn't even flinch if a zombie breathed on him.
But when he had mentally prepared himself, and by the dim light of the fire extinguisher and the cold moonlight, he saw the scene inside the coffin.
Lu Yuan was struck dumb and took a big step back.
Holy crap?!
Inside the coffin...
Her eye sockets were two smooth, charred holes with even edges.
It was as if his eyeballs had been precisely "scooped" away by some kind of scalding hot copper spoon.
The old man once described a form of torture.
Before digging out the eye, first drip old lamp oil (aged for more than three years) into the eye.
They euphemistically called it "borrowing the fire of life to take one last look at the path of humanity."
In reality, it is to burn away the last moisture from the eyeballs to prevent any remaining "visual memory" from manifesting in the underworld.
The charred holes were filled with some kind of dark red mud-like substance.
This……
This is??
Lu Yuan swallowed hard and mustered his courage to move forward...
Suppress your eyes!
"Eye-Soothing Mud" is made from the blood of the middle fingers of three generations of male members of the husband's family, incense ash from the ancestral hall, and blood powder from a rooster's comb.
Lu Yuan's gaze slowly moved upwards.
On her smooth forehead, a line of words was written in vivid blood.
The handwriting had turned black, yet it still exuded a sinister and venomous aura.
Your eyes are blind, and you have forgotten both yin and yang.
Without seeing right from wrong, one cannot discern direction.
She looked at her husband and served him by his side forever.
Looking at the surface of the clay seal, a pair of tiny, inverted yin-yang fish are painted with gold paint.
Yang is below, Yin is above.
It implies that she will always be in a position where she is looked down upon and controlled by her husband.
Before he knew it, Lu Yuan's clothes were soaked with cold sweat.
Lu Yuan suddenly understood.
There was one thing that Lu Yuan couldn't understand before.
Even if her physical body had her eyes gouged out and tongue cut off, she was already a super fierce beast of the twentieth star level, so why was her soul body still incomplete?
Can't even speak?
With her current cultivation level of a twenty-star super fierce beast, repairing this defect in her soul body is a piece of cake.
Her soul was nailed to this broken body by these extremely insidious techniques!
As long as the seal on her physical body is not removed, her soul will never be able to return to normal!
Lu Yuan stared at the lifeless face in the coffin and the vicious blood-red characters on the forehead.
A chill ran from the soles of my feet straight up to the top of my head.
What a vicious trick!
How wicked people are!