Fairyland, big problem

After chatting with Luyue, it was already three o'clock in the morning.

It was already late when I came out of the red wedding dress boudoir, and the problems of the twelfth lunar month also took up some time.

Wen Jiu reckoned to find another member of the Twelve Red Ribbons, so he could take a shower and go shopping.

"Next door is Xuanyue."

Layue led the way to the adjacent small building, this time without knocking on the door, she just kicked the door open and shouted.

"Xuanyue—"

No one responded, Layue shouted upstairs, "Xuanyue——"

"It's not at home."

Wen Jiu followed behind, always feeling that it was not good to break into the girl's house and yell.

"Mr. Wen doesn't know something. Xuanyue is a sleepy person. Since she was born, she has been sleeping for a lot of time every day. When we go out to greet you, we have to drag her up first."

Going up to the second floor, there is only one huge room. A woman in a white dress is lying quietly, with her hands on her lower abdomen, dead still.

Indeed, Xuan Yue is not a living person.

Looking at the so-called bed again, it is actually a crude bed board set up by three stools.

According to the custom, the family will usually lie on the bed in their own room, and cannot be removed until they die.

After swallowing her breath and moving into the hall, Xuanyue looks like this. The ceremony is called "exiting the hall", and the bed board is erected by a stool.

It is necessary to choose another time for entering the coffin. Before that, change your clothes and place them on the bed first.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Wen Jiu almost subconsciously muttered that he didn't intend to offend.

Layue didn't care so much, she reached out and pulled Xuanyue up directly.

"Wake up, Mr. Wen is here!"

"Uh-huh…"

The little girl muttered vaguely, its appearance age was about the same as that of Luyue, with a pair of natural sleepy eyes, whether it was standing in line to greet it or at this time, it was difficult to judge whether it was open or closed.

"What is Mr. Wen here? Sleeping together... Heh~~~"

"You don't want to die,

Miss hit you. "

Wen Jiu waved his hands again and again, "No, no, I can't sleep in such a ceremonial bed."

After several tosses, Xuanyue was finally sobered up by Layue's chirping.

"What? Mr. Wen is going shopping?"

"Is such that…"

In front of Wen Jiu's station, this kind of thing must be said in person, in order to trigger the sweet dream mission, and the sweet dream image will appear.

wrong!

The distance was too far just now, and Xuanyue blocked his line of sight. In fact, on the ground behind the bed, the image of a sweet dream has appeared, which shows that the owner's corresponding mind is pure.

That's a coffin!

At the same time, Xuan Yue nodded in understanding.

The stone sculpture of the Dream God shone slightly, and the dream commission was fulfilled.

"Mr. Wen, I want a coffin."

"The coffin?!"

Coffin + coffin are actually two different things.

The coffin is the coffin, no need to explain, and the coffin is the outer protective layer.

Readers, turn your phone around and look at the protective case you bought for your phone. It is almost like a coffin, and it can also be compared to a computer bag.

The difference is at most that the outer coffin has a lid, which fits perfectly to protect the coffin inside.

Xuan Yue is straightforward.

Previously, Luyue wanted a big plush bear, but now Xuanyue's request is much more difficult than a plush toy.

"What did you buy that for?"

"sleep."

Xuan Yue took out an old newspaper from under the bed board, and saw that the dates were five or six years apart.

The news written on one side is that during the construction of a certain building in Tianma City, an ancient tomb was dug underground.

There are sporadic funerary objects full of mud stains and ancient coffins in the picture.

The lid of the coffin has been opened, and of course there are intermittent bones and some objects inside.

According to the written description, the tomb is quite large, and it was chosen by an official who was comparable to a great city lord in ancient times.

In the end, of course, the authorities took it away. In the era of rampant evil things, maybe these things can pop up in another form.

Xuan Yue pointed to the photo.

"If this is washed and used as a bed, it should be very comfortable to sleep on."

"Maybe…"

For human beings, finding a coffin to sleep in is really intimidating, but Xuanyue is evil.

There is really something sneaky and sneaky, if you bump into the evil boss, you might just roll and crawl away.

The so-called unlucky, for Xuanyue who feeds on the evil breath, is a bit nourishing.

The question is, where can I get a coffin?

In order to prevent corpses from being used by evil things, after the current world entered modern civilization, the popularity of cremation was extremely high, and there was even a large proportion of sea burials.

That is, the ashes go into the sea and travel around the world.

As far as traditional coffins are concerned, most of them belong to big families and powerful families. They have their own plots of land, and they can be buried however they like.

What's more, what Xuanyue wants is the coffin. In ancient times, there was no such thing as a "coffin" without any status. It was packed in a wooden box, and some things that were used during her lifetime were just buried in the soil.

Even in Wen Jiu's world before he traveled, there was a shop like Mingdian, but it was rare to hear of custom-made outer coffins.

The newspaper that Xuan Yue took out, the quality of the coffin is very good. You can tell from the depth of the partial photos of the excavation site that it can be regarded as a large tomb.

Where did this make Wen Jiu go?

The high-ranking members of the Mu family must be buried when they die, so they can't let them customize one for them, right?

"It's a little difficult."

"It's okay, as long as Mr. Wen has the heart."

Xuan Yue patted the bed board under her body, "I have slept on this bed board for two hundred years, so I don't care about waiting."

Good guy, the bed board that Xie Sha has slept on for two hundred years, the ordinary wood is almost sleeping into a 'turbid device'.

Wen Jiu felt that the points for this dream mission should be higher.

Of course, the difficulty of completing tasks has also increased.

"Uh, if I find a craftsman who can customize the coffin, what style do you want."

Asking this kind of question, Wen Jiu just continued the topic subconsciously. Xuan Yue should not suddenly pull out some design drawings from under the bed board and say:

Click here!

"Style... By the way, there are!" After Xuanyue muttered, she really reached out to touch the sandwich between the bed boards.

Wen Jiu can't laugh or cry, but don't come up with the specifications of the imperial mausoleum, the exquisite ancient city, the huge bronze gate, the Kowloon coffin...

The master craftsman is afraid that he will explode on the spot.

"Young Master Wen, look at this."

Layue thought Xuanyue was too rude just now, but now she was also attracted by the yellow book it took out, and moved forward with Dongyue.

"What are you?"

"An ancient book I picked up when I went out to look for materials a long time ago."

Wen Jiu took the book. Judging from its appearance and texture, it was really an ancient object.

The pages are sallow and sallow, not oxidized, but coated with a protective layer similar to rosin and resin to prevent embrittlement and annihilation.

The title of the book is written in ancient seal on the cover, and the only intelligible character is "three", which is no different from today's in ancient seal.

"Xuan Yue, what word is that?"

""Hou Tu Kai Wu"."

Together with the "three" that Wen Jiu saw, it is interpreted as the third volume of the book "Hou Tu Kai Wu".

Houtu is a deity related to the earth and the underworld.

Seeing the expression "Emperor Heaven and Houtu" in ancient texts, it is roughly praying for blessings from heaven and earth, and seeking proof from heaven and earth.

Houtu will also appear in funerals, such as a palm-sized stele next to the tombstone, with the words "Houtu" written on it.

Then, "Hou Tu Kai Wu" is obviously an underground article...