Chapter 10 Shuzang Coffin

Everyone stared down at their phones, waiting for news from Li Bai for ten minutes, maybe longer.

But sadly, there were no new messages.

The fatty even had a strange feeling, as if the avatars of Li Bai and the others in the group would fade at any moment, turning from color to black and white, like three funeral portraits.

"Should we...should we contact them, or...or ask the Wu family to go and take a look?" The fatty raised his head, still unwilling to believe that these three living people were just dead.

Luo Tianhe shook his head. "There's no need. Life and death are predestined; wealth and honor come from heaven. Even if we rush over now, it'll be too late." Luo Tianhe's words were blunt.

"Besides..." Luo Tianhe paused, looking into the distance, "Our trouble has arrived."

Without giving them too much time to think, a sound of footsteps came closer and closer, along with the light of a fire. Lai Fu, carrying a lantern, quickly walked forward with several people. He hesitated slightly when he saw them, as if he had some unspeakable secret. "Masters, there's something...something I want to discuss with you."

"You need us to transport Master Wu's body back to the tomb." Luo Tianhe's statement was very direct; judging by the time, it was obvious.

Lai Fu gritted his teeth and finally nodded fiercely. "That's right, that's what it is, but...but tonight is different from last night. This time, we plan to use a coffin directly, and we need you masters to personally carry the coffin to send off my master."

The fatty was stunned, and then a chill ran through his body. "Just us?"

"Yes, just you masters." Lai Fu was pleading. "I'm really sorry. You know the situation in the front hall. Last night, Wang Bao broke a taboo, and then today he...he died, and died in such a horrible way. We really can't find anyone who dares to carry the coffin for my master, no matter how much money we offer."

"No one's willing, so you call us?" The fatty raised his sandbag-sized fist, wanting to teach Lai Fu a lesson and the principle of not doing to others what you don't want done to yourself.

If this had been a normal situation, it would have been fine, but now the other group's life and death were uncertain, and tonight's corpse delivery would definitely not be peaceful. He had to fight for it no matter what.

But Lai Fu's next sentence made him shut up. "Oh, right, masters, I'm afraid you don't know yet, but the police came to us this evening, saying that they found out that you masters are also carrying other cases, and that the cases are serious. They wanted to arrest you and execute you, but I stopped them using my young master's name."

The fatty: "..."

Brushing off his sleeves, Jiang Cheng smiled freely. "Don't try to scare us with that. Why don't you go get the police now and see if we get executed first, or if your entire Wu family dies first."

After being rebuffed, Lai Fu became much more honest. He was also a person who could distinguish between priorities. He repeatedly bowed to Jiang Cheng and the others, saying that he had misspoke and begged the masters not to hold it against a servant like him. He was just saying it casually and had no other intention.

Seeing that he had suppressed the other party's momentum, Jiang Cheng didn't make things difficult for him anymore. Tonight's trip was inevitable, and they couldn't avoid it. After confirming the time for the corpse delivery with Lai Fu, Lai Fu and his group left in a hurry.

Before long, a few unfamiliar faces carried over a black coffin. After putting down the coffin and bowing to Jiang Cheng and the others, they left as quickly as they had come.

The coffin didn't look like anything special, but at the moment it landed, the ground seemed to tremble. Luo Tianhe stepped forward and reached out to stroke the coffin. A bone-chilling coldness spread out.

He also knocked on it with the back of his hand, and the sound was very dull.

Yuan Shanyuan was also standing next to the coffin at the moment, his eyes faintly sharp. "It's an old coffin."

"Yes, it's indeed an old coffin. It was dug out of another tomb, and the original corpse inside was taken out." Luo Tianhe said in a deep voice.

Lin Qianqian looked puzzled, her eyes fixed on the coffin. "But this coffin looks new."

"Someone deliberately refurbished it, but the smell of corpses can't be faked. The smell has already permeated the coffin wood. This coffin is not new." Gently sniffing, Luo Tianhe's tone was surprisingly firm when he said this.

Suddenly, Luo Tianhe frowned, quickly walked to the side of the coffin, squatted down, and gently stroked the coffin wood with his hand, as if he had made a major discovery, and everyone's hearts were raised.

"Mr. Luo, what did you find?" Lin Qianqian couldn't hold back.

The second person to react was Yuan Shanyuan. He walked to Luo Tianhe's side, his eyes lowered, scanning every inch of the area that Luo Tianhe had stroked. After a moment, his attitude became cautious. "Is it that kind of thing?"

Luo Tianhe stood up and nodded with a solemn expression. "Yes, I'm not mistaken. It's really a *shuzang* coffin. I haven't seen one in many years. I almost missed it."

"I really underestimated this Wu family. Where did they get so many evil things?" With successive discoveries, even Luo Tianhe lost his usual composure. The Wu family was like a bottomless swamp, and they had a sense of powerlessness that the more they struggled, the deeper they sank.

"Is there anything special about this coffin?" Lin Qianqian asked when she didn't understand, which saved Jiang Cheng and the fatty a lot of trouble.

"Burying ancestors requires stability. Coffins are placed flat. Some high-ranking families that pay attention to details don't even allow the slightest angle to be off. Only in this way will the dead person feel comfortable lying inside and bless future generations."

"And this *shuzang* coffin, as the name implies, is to bury the coffin vertically in the tomb. People buried in this way are forced to maintain a standing posture even after death. Over time, their resentment will be deep. Not only will they not bless future generations, but they will also disturb the peace of the family." Luo Tianhe's words were deeply imprinted in everyone's hearts, raising an ominous premonition out of thin air.

"Then what kind of person would be buried in a *shuzang* coffin?" The fatty couldn't figure out this question.

"A sinner, and a heinous sinner." Luo Tianhe looked at the coffin and said slowly, "There is also another possibility: someone who has offended a *feng shui* master and been secretly plotted against."

"Then...which one do you think this coffin belongs to?"

Luo Tianhe hesitated for a moment, and before he could speak, Yuan Shanyuan's deep voice came out, "It's the first one. This person was executed by the government at the time. He must have committed a serious crime."

Luo Tianhe looked at Yuan Shanyuan with a slightly surprised expression, his expression becoming more subtle. After a while, he nodded. "Old Mr. Yuan has good insight. This is indeed an official burial coffin. And judging from the specifications, this coffin is not the main coffin of the tomb. In other words, this is just a funerary coffin. The owner of this tomb is someone else."

As soon as these words came out, the fatty immediately thought of the blood corpse tomb mentioned earlier.