Chapter 6 Holding the Gong

Chapter 6 Holding the Gong

Zhang Qishan looked at Qi Tiezui, and everyone said that he was stubborn. Some people usually look awkwardly. When they reach a field they are familiar with, they will become a person and like it in their hearts. Laughing without saying a word, want to see what he has to say.

The adjutant surnamed Zhang was a little uneasy at this time. He looked at Zhang Qishan and stopped talking. Zhang Qishan asked incomprehensibly, "What are you nervous about?"

"Father, I belong to a snake." The adjutant whispered, Zhang Qishan almost laughed, and then sneered: "The Zhang family is dead in the northeast. Leave it to me. You are not killed by me. Everyone I can't kill you."

"Father!" The adjutant stood at attention and saluted immediately, as if he meant to kill him and he was willing. Qi Tiezui shook his head as he watched, squatting down on one side, stroking the nails on the ground.

These nails are not ordinary iron nails. The cake heads of the nails are carved with various complicated characters, and the coffin inside and outside is nailed to the floor in three layers. The nail drove deeply into the wood, Qi Tiezui made a circle with his hands, his hands full of toner. It seems that these nails were originally stored in ink.

The ancients did not use nails to enter the mortuary, but used leather straps to tie up the coffin. Three long leather straps and two short leather straps crisscross the coffin. Therefore, they would use three long and two short to describe other people's problems. When ironware became popular in the later period, coffin nails replaced leather straps and were called town nails or descendant nails, and a total of seven nails were auspicious.

There is an old custom in Guangxi, Guangdong. After the deceased was engulfed for ten to twenty years, the coffin had to be picked up, the coffin nails were pulled out, and the lid was opened. The bones were replaced with a coffin and re-entered. , Will be collected and tied into bracelets.

This kind of bracelet made with nails from the ancestor's coffin can ward off evil spirits. As far as Feng Shui from Guangdong is concerned, this kind of coffin nails are more useful. Collecting these can be used to save wind and water in critical situations.

There are three layers of trapped water nails, which seal the evil spirit of the coffin inside the circle. These nails are of different sizes. They must have been acquired by the expert for decades or uploaded by the ancestors. This time they have lost their blood. Qi Tiezui didn't know if the other party had done anything on the nails. Before nailing the coffin, he would directly nail the big cock to death, and nail it together with the chicken body around the coffin. No chickens were seen around. Looks like, I don't know what was nailed in the wood.

A vague idea was fully formed in Qi Tiezui's heart. The dilapidated train that leaked into Changsha Station at night, the carriages sealed by iron, the bronze mirror on the front of the train, the coffin sealed with iron, and the coffin chamber filled with coffin nails.

Qi Tiezui turned his head and looked at Zhang Qishan: "This expert is here for you and me, Lord Buddha."

"Why see it?" Zhang Qishan also knelt down and asked.

"Bronze mirrors are the tradition of the Qi family. The Qi family traveled around the world and they know a lot. No one knows the reputation of Lord Zhang Dafo in Changsha. No one knows. The double-finger caverns of the Zhang family are unique in the northern school. The rules for handling the whistle coffin were set by the ancestors of the Zhang family. The whistle coffin was sealed in the coffin chamber with iron sheets. There were dozens of coffin nails on the outside, and the contents inside were not trivial. The expert locked the coffin to seal the coffin. , Sending this coffin to Changsha means knowing that you are in Changsha. This bronze mirror is for me, a descendant of the Qi family, to tell you the seriousness of this matter."

Zhang Qishan looked at the huge coffin and asked, "Why don't the descendants of the Qi family come in person."

Qi Tie's mouth was sad. He said that when he saw the train earlier, he should have thought that in the family motto of Qi family, Mr. Feng Shui with a stunt is the same as a half god. They saw the wild hole in the mountains. Tombs must be sealed and flattened to save the local people from suffering. The objects in the tombs were taken out because of the sealing of the caves, and they often couldn't bear to discard them. They exchanged for entanglement at the market and scoured the sand. It was so slow. Start slowly. Many ancestors of the Qi family died in the wilderness and were regarded as tomb robbers, with no bones left. Therefore, the Qi family is different from the other families of Jiumen. Except for the young Master Wu, who is not aware that the sky is high and the earth is thick, the other families are all bitter and enmity, and chatting with them and having dinner will be very stressful.

However, the Qi family is a family that has been passed down for a few generations and is very happy. Because Mr. Feng Shui understands the secrets of heaven, is not tired of mortals, knows the blessings, and is not afraid of death. It's just that his shrinking look made him feel ashamed of Qi family.

He looked at Zhang Qishan and said with a serious face: "This coffin is not trivial. The descendants of the Qi family dare not come. If I guess right, the descendants of the Qi family have already died in the locomotive."

Zhang Qishan looked at the movement, frowned, and Qi Tiezui continued: "Now that the war is ready, the military lines are in close contact. This coffin cannot stay in the station forever, and this whistle hall must not be moved until it is dumb, Buddha, I'm going to work on your Zhang family's stunts."

Zhang Qishan's experience since he was a child is different from most people. After joining the army, he has seen too many deaths. He is actually numb to life and death. If he meets the master of Ye Luzi, he will say that he does not know what is in the coffin, but loses one Going in with a grenade, it doesn't make much difference whether there is a person or a ghost inside, but Zhang Qishan knows that it will not be that simple at this time.

The adjutant whispered in his ear, reminding that this was a Japanese trap. In such a situation, the coffin was filled with explosives. When he reached in, the whole train station would explode, just to kill him.

Zhang Qishan waved his hand. The so-called two-finger caving is to break all kinds of subtle organs. Even if it is a bomb, with Zhang's family skills, the organs can be dismantled directly with two fingers, and these explosives are directly returned when the war begins. The front line. Logically speaking, if the whistle coffin is really dangerous, it's just a matter of cooking it on fire. The whistle coffin is used to commit the risk, mostly for personal wealth. The Qi family specially sent Changsha to ask him to go out. I'm afraid the strangeness is not only that simple.

After leaving the iron coffin room, the three of them took off the gas masks. Zhang Qishan looked at the sun. It was early in the morning and sighed to the adjutant: "How long has it been since our house has used that scissors?"

"Three years and four months, Lord Buddha," the adjutant said. Then he whispered: "Four military trains passed the station in the afternoon. This truck must be removed."

"Then don't wait." Zhang Qishan glanced at Qi Tiezui, "Fortune teller, you can hold the gong for me."