"Touch the golden talisman——."

Second Master Hui frowned and remained silent.

Mo Hua's eyes flashed slightly, and from Hui Er's expression, he could probably infer that Hui Er also knew that Mr. Pi had such a gold-touching talisman.

But he may not know what touching the golden talisman actually means, otherwise he would not be so calm.

Even if he looks calm, at least there will be some fluctuations in his soul.

Generally, the fluctuations in a monk's soul cannot escape Mo Hua's perception.

Second Master Hui thought for a moment, looked at the ink painting, and asked, "Do you have this gold-touching talisman in your hand?"

Mo Hua shook his head.

"Tell me the truth, I won't blame you." Mr. Hui said.

Mo Hua still shook his head, "I really don't know what the golden talisman is."

Second Master Hui frowned, "If it's not in your hands, why would the mouse chase you?"

Mo Hua also had a "puzzling" look on his face, "I don't know——I don't even know what the golden talisman looks like————."

"Second Master," Mo Hua looked a little curious and asked in a low voice, "Do you know what this golden talisman looks like?"

Second Master Hui was silent for a moment, then nodded, "This golden talisman is made from the claws of a strange beast that crosses mountains. The tip is as transparent as jade, and the back end is inlaid with gold and engraved with silver. It looks simple and simple -"

Before Mr. Hui finished speaking, he saw Mo Hua's expression change, as if he was startled, and then he forced himself to calm down, his eyes flickering a little.

How could he possibly deceive Second Master Hui with his appearance?

Second Master Hui asked, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." Mo Hua shook his head.

"Tell me." Mr. Hui's tone was gentle, but his expression was a little solemn.

"I..." Mo Hua hesitated for a long time before he said, "I seem to have seen this golden talisman before..."

Master Hui's expression changed slightly, "Have you really seen it?"

"Yeah." Mo Hua nodded.

"Where?"

"Just on——" Mo Hua lowered his voice, "Just on him————·

"On him?" Mr. Hui frowned, "On the mouse?"

"Yeah," Mo Hua lowered his voice and said in disbelief:

"That day, when he took Mr. Pi's storage bag away from me, I saw him holding something like a tooth.

Keep it secretly in your hand."

"I don't know what this is, and I don't dare to say it."

"Later, he insisted on saying that I had stolen some 'golden talisman'——

"only-"

Mo Hua frowned more and more, with a puzzled look on his face, "This 'golden talisman' is clearly in his hand, why did he insist on saying that I took it?"

Second Master Hui's face became increasingly ugly.

After being in this business for so long, how could he not understand?

Mouse is calling the thief to catch the thief and frame the fault, in order to clear his own suspicion so that he can take the gold talisman as his own.

He even wanted to kill Mo Hua to silence him.

In this way, no one will ever know that the golden talisman is in his hand.

It's just that when he was in the fork in the road and wanted to silence Mo Hua while everyone was separated, he was hit by himself, so Mo Zi had to stop temporarily and threatened Mo Hua not to tell him.

Based on Mo Hua's few words and his many years of experience in the world of cultivation, Hui Erye quickly restored the cause and effect of this incident in his mind.

Touch the golden talisman·——

"Is this gold-touching talisman really so important? It's worth the effort of the rat to hide it from me and try to steal it for himself——"

Second Master Hui's eyes became colder and colder.

Mo Hua whispered: "Second Master—"

Second Master Hui gathered his thoughts, glanced at the ink painting, and said softly, "Don't worry, he won't dare to do anything to you as long as I'm here."

Mo Hua breathed a long sigh of relief and said gratefully: "Thank you, Master Er."

Mr. Hui Erye smiled kindly at Mo Hua, then turned and left.

But after taking a few steps, the smile on his face disappeared, his face became gloomy, and his eyes gradually became greedy.

Mo Hua saw the bluish-gray evil thoughts slowly growing above Mr. Hui's head, and a slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Afterwards, everyone was still preparing to open the coffin.

After a pot of incense, everything is ready.

In the deep pit, in front of the bright brass coffin.

Second Master Hui took a sip of the bright red chicken blood wine to strengthen his courage and drive away the evil spirits, and said in a deep voice: "Open the coffin."

As soon as he finished speaking, the yin energy around him became a little heavier.

Second Master Hui activated the formation, flicked the ink line, dotted the spiritual rice water on his forehead, and activated the yellow jade blood pattern talisman on the copper coffin.

A layer of light rose up hazily, covering everyone together with the copper coffin.

On the light mask, there are words similar to Taoist talismans and seals, which light up one by one.

This kind of writing looks like a formation but not a formation, like a talisman but not a talisman. It is like a motto, containing inexplicable power and suppressing the copper coffin.

"Start the nail!" Second Master Hui said again.

Stone, two other big men in black robes, and the old man in black robes, a total of four people, immediately jumped onto the copper coffin, occupied the four corners, used jade to pry open the lock, poured it with aqua regia, and then activated the power of the golden elixir to seal the coffin.

The four coffin nails at the four corners of the copper coffin were pulled out with force.

Without the coffin nails, the brass coffin of the Ming Dynasty would have no seal.

The Yin Qi and Death Qi in the coffin began to seep out.

Everyone present felt uneasy. Even Mo Hua, who was far away, felt slightly chilly and a layer of hair stood up on his body.

Second Master Hui's palms were sweating, but he still cheered up and said in a deep voice:

"open!"

Then the four people no longer hesitated and slowly opened the copper coffin.

A strong putrid smell instantly spread out, and the Yin Qi spread like frost. The entire pit seemed to have become an ice cellar for three to nine days.

The cold is bone-chilling.

Second Master Hui endured his heart palpitations and glanced into the coffin. Then his pupils trembled and he was speechless.

The other people glanced into the coffin and fell silent.

The ink painting in the distance seemed to be filled with yin energy, and then it suddenly became strangely quiet. I was curious, so I took a look.

From a distance, he couldn't see clearly.

So he could only climb to the top of the nearby gallery, look down from a high position, and then look into the coffin. At this look, Mo Hua's expression changed and he felt nauseated.

A pile of corpses were buried in the noble copper coffin.

These corpses, filthy and rotten, with mutilated limbs piled up like discarded mud, were piled in luxurious-looking bright brass coffins.

It looks shocking.

So that everyone didn't know what to say for a moment.

Second Master Hui's face turned extremely ugly for a moment. He turned his head, looked at the black-robed monks, and said coldly:

"Everyone, this is the tomb of the Dahuang royal family you are talking about?"

As far as the eye can see, there is not a single treasure in the tomb, just a pile of deformed and rotten corpses.

Several black-robed monks looked calm but did not speak.

The atmosphere was a little weird for a while.

At this moment, Mo Hua's pupils trembled.

He actually felt a trace of evil spirit from these corpses and from the dense death and yin energy.

"Be careful!" Mo Hua shouted.

Before he finished speaking, the bright brass coffin trembled.

Those rotting corpses, deformed stumps, and mud-like flesh and blood were shaking slightly, and then gradually squirmed, twisted, and gathered in the middle. The flesh and blood were woven, eventually forming a huge "flesh and blood corpse statue."

Following a terrifying roar, a powerful, twisted aura shook around.
Chapter completed!