Chapter 212 Accident
"Alive, alive!" A cry of surprise was heard, and the villagers all looked into the bronze coffin, and saw a child with his eyes open, staring straight ahead.

Everyone was so scared that they took a few steps back, and everyone's face showed a bit of panic. After all, the resurrection of the dead was indeed scary, not to mention the grandson of the old village chief who had died many days ago. Anyone who came to see it would be scared, and if they were a little timid, they would probably wet their pants.

Although the villagers were also quite frightened at this time, this rural area was not short of strange stories. Many people walked on the road at night on weekdays, so they were still somewhat courageous. In addition, there were many people standing here at this time, and after comforting each other with a few words, they calmed down.

They looked at Li Laosan who was standing at the front, waiting for him to do something.

While Li Laosan was holding the yellow talisman, he felt a little panicked in his heart. After all, he had to do the job. If the child had been lying motionless all the time, it would have been fine. But when he suddenly opened his eyes, he didn't dare to get close.

Li Laosan swallowed his saliva and stood by to observe the movements in the coffin. After seeing that the boy had no other movements, he felt a little relieved. He looked at the people around him, took a deep breath, and slowly approached the coffin.

"Third brother, is this... is this okay?" the villager behind him asked in a low voice.

"It should be. It should be fine." Li Laosan encouraged himself. He looked at the yellow talisman in his hand and felt confident. He believed in the Third Young Master and knew that this was a treasure given by the Third Young Master. It must be something extraordinary. Maybe even if the child in the coffin came back to life, he could still suppress it.

Thinking of this, Li Laosan felt more confident.

Perhaps because of nervousness, he unconsciously lifted the corner of his clothes with one hand, tightly grasped the talisman with the other hand, and walked towards the coffin step by step.

With the faint light of the fire in the basement, he could clearly see the appearance of the child in the coffin.

Although it is not as scary as some ghost stories, it is still very scary.

The child in the coffin was staring with a pair of round eyes, his mouth was bloodless, and even under the light, his pale face was still bright. The most eye-catching thing was that on his forehead, two black tentacles were growing slowly and visibly to the naked eye, which was really strange.

Li Laosan slowly walked over and waved his hand in front of the boy, which made Li Yanming behind him hold his breath. Everyone was afraid that the doll in the bronze coffin would suddenly jump up and turn into a zombie ghost to pounce on them.

After shaking his hand a few times, Li Laosan found that the child in the coffin did not react at all, even his eyelids did not tremble. He breathed a sigh of relief, raised his right hand, held the talisman and prepared to stick it on.

But just as the talisman paper approached the child, the child in the coffin suddenly raised his neck and bit his palm hard. Li Laosan was first startled by this sudden change, and then he felt a pain on his palm.

Li Laosan screamed and subconsciously tried desperately to pull his hand back. Several villagers behind him were also frightened. Their hearts, which had just calmed down, suddenly tightened again, and they all came forward to help.

"Third brother! Let me help you."

"Third Brother!"

"Dad!" Li Yanming was shocked and angry when he saw this, and stepped forward to help his biological father. However, the boy was biting too tightly, and he didn't know where he got so much strength from. Not to mention Li Yanming, even three or two men in the village tried to pry him open, but it was of no use, and they couldn't help Li Laosan break free.

Li Laosan screamed in pain. He felt like his hand was about to be bitten off. The blood in his body was flowing to his palm, as if it was being slowly sucked away by the child. His strength was becoming weaker and weaker.

"Quick! Put the talisman on!" Li Laosan shouted while enduring the pain, "This thing is sucking my blood!"

"Talisman? Where's the talisman?" Hearing this, several people hurriedly looked for the talisman.

Thanks to Li Yanming's good eyesight, he immediately picked up the fallen yellow talisman from the corner of the coffin. He raised his hand and put it against the child's forehead, and saw a flash of yellow light.

The child in the coffin let out a muffled groan, his mouth loosened, his eyes closed again, and his straight upper body fell down again, lying motionless in the coffin.

Seeing this, Li Laosan quickly pulled his hand back and looked at the bitten part of his body. Blood was flowing out and a piece of flesh had already fallen off.

This kid's bite is extremely powerful, and even the strongest people can't pry it apart.

Seeing that there was no movement in the bronze coffin, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and asked Li Laosan to bandage the wound while they dealt with the clay dolls around them.

The clay dolls were broken one by one, and large, round pebbles fell out. They felt slightly warm in the hands, and the villagers also felt strange.

"The Third Young Master told us to put it away and not lose it." Li Yanming remembered Li Daoxuan's words and warned the villagers. When everyone heard that it was the Third Young Master's intention, they became more cautious.

After all the clay dolls in the basement were smashed, there were noises coming from outside. The relatives of the old village chief heard the noises in the main hall and wanted to see what Li Laosan and his group were doing. Unexpectedly, they found that there was an entrance to a secret passage in the main hall. They thought it was where the old village chief hid his money, and the noises transmitted from the main hall to the courtyard were all from this secret passage.

When they thought that this was where their old village chief hid his money, these relatives became furious and ran back with sticks. They regarded Li Laosan and other villagers as unruly people who came to rob their money, and blocked the main room and shouted: "Li Laosan, why did you come to our house? Are you here to steal? What did you take in here? Why don't you return it to us? Everything here belongs to our family."

"Who took your things? Don't you see what you have hidden in your house?"

Several villagers who came with Li Laosan did not leave the secret passage. When they saw the relatives of the old village chief coming back with sticks and angry faces, they immediately confronted the other side with their weapons in hand. The two groups were on the verge of a tense situation in the main hall.

Li Laosan heard the noise on the ground and knew that this would not work, so he shouted to the villagers at the entrance of the secret passage: "Aniu, don't argue with them. Let them come in and see what this place is like."

Hearing what Li Laosan said, the villager who was leading the confrontation signaled everyone to make way and let the old village chief's relatives go down to the secret passage to check it out themselves.

Several relatives came down the secret passage one after another. When they entered the secret room, they were really surprised. They saw a bronze coffin in the secret room, and the ground around it was covered with fragments of clay dolls.

One of the men, who looked treacherous, walked around the secret room and found that apart from the coffin and debris on the ground, there were only some Japanese clothes and weapons. He didn't find anything valuable. Instead, he felt unwilling to give up and moved towards the bronze coffin.

"This! This is Dong'er!" As soon as the man got closer, he saw a child with a yellow talisman on his forehead lying there, and called out in surprise.

The relatives were amazed when they saw that it was their nephew lying in the coffin.

"Hasn't he been buried?"

"Yeah! What's going on?"

"Why are you still in our house?"

"Stop arguing! In my opinion, there must be something valuable under this coffin, otherwise why would they make such a big bronze coffin? Maybe our good brother buried some burial objects for his grandson, so he doesn't want us to know." The man with the treacherous face had evil ideas in his eyes. He pointed at the bronze coffin and asked the relatives to be quiet, shouting confidently.

As they were talking, several of them started to get emotional and rushed forward to lift the child up to see what was underneath.

Li Laosan couldn't help but widen his eyes upon seeing this, looking at this group of heartless bastards in disbelief. However, it seemed that nothing he said could stop these money-obsessed people. They were blinded by their self-proclaimed wealth, so how could they listen to Li Laosan?

What's more, in their eyes, Li Laosan is just a villager with little influence.

The treacherous-looking man even said sarcastically, "Is it you, Li Laosan, who wants to have a share of the spoils? This is our family's property!"

"Me! Me!" Li Laosan was very angry. He raised his right hand that had just been bitten to show the relatives of the village chief, and pointed at the bronze coffin and said, "The child inside cannot be moved! This is what the Third Young Master said! I was just bitten by him!"

"Yes!"

"Don't move! That was too scary!"

"Where did the Third Young Master come from? What Third Young Master? Who does he think he is? How dare he meddle in our family's affairs?" The old village chief's relatives said disdainfully, "Don't try to scare us! Could it be that he's resurrected? Hahahaha!"

Li Laosan was so anxious that he could not breathe. He ran over and blocked the crowd to stop them, but before he could stand firm, he was pushed and beaten out.

"Dad!" Li Yanming hurried forward to support him and wanted to say something.

Then the rude man ripped off the yellow talisman on the boy's head and threw it on the ground: "You are playing tricks! What the hell is this? How dare you stick it on my nephew's head? Isn't this a curse on my nephew?"

When the talisman fell to the ground, Li Yanming's body stiffened. He was about to say something to persuade the person when he heard a scream.

The child who was originally sleeping in the coffin suddenly stood up straight, threw himself into someone's arms, put his head tightly against the person's neck, and bit him.

And the person he was biting tightly was the man who had just spoken.

(End of this chapter)