Collection of strange powers and chaotic gods

Chapter 213 Coffin Bed

Very early on, there was a scholar somewhere in Zhejiang, named Lu Xialing (During the Xianfeng period of the Qing Dynasty, there was a Lu Xialing with the same name and surname, who was a martial arts officer. And this story was written by Mr. Yuan Mei during the Qianlong period, so it is definitely not the same story) Individual.), one year, he was invited by a friend to work as an aide in a local government office in central Fujian.

On the way from Zhejiang to Fujian, when passing through Jiangshan County (now a county under Quzhou City, Zhejiang Province), it suddenly rained heavily.

At that time, it was a deserted country with no village in front of him and no store in back. Before he could find the inn, it was already dark.

Lu Xialing had no choice but to continue on her way in the heavy rain.

After walking for a while, he suddenly saw a small village appearing in front of him, with lush trees and several tile-roofed houses.

Lu Xialing was overjoyed. He hurriedly ran to the door of the house and knocked desperately.

The owner of the house asked inside: "Who are you? Where do you come from? Why are you knocking on my house so late?"

Lu Xialing hurriedly told her story and asked to stay overnight.

The owner of the house heard that he was a passing scholar and did not look like a bad person, so he opened the door and came out to greet Lu Xialing.

Lu Xialing saw that he looked handsome and had a very elegant temperament. He couldn't help but secretly praise: There is such a person in this wilderness.

Lu Xialing hurriedly stepped forward to bow and salute, saying polite words, and at the same time asked for the host's surname.

The owner reported that his family name was Shen, and he was a local scholar in Jiangshan County. However, he declined Lu Xialing's request to stay overnight. Because there is no spare room in his home to accommodate guests.

Seeing that it was dark and raining heavily, Lu Xialing didn't know how far to find the inn, so he could only ignore the self-esteem of a scholar and repeatedly asked Shen to let him stay for one night.

Shen couldn't stand his pleading, and thought that everyone was a scholar, so he had no choice but to point to a wing to the east and said: "I really don't have any extra room in my house for you to stay, but you are asking me like this." , if I refuse you again, it will appear that I am too unkind. There is a house there, and no one usually lives there. If you don't dislike it, you can make do with it. "

At this time, Lu Xialing just wanted a place to stay. Seeing that Shen agreed to stay overnight, he felt happy before it was too late. He would not pick and choose, but kept thanking him.

So Shen lit a candle and sent Lu Xialing into the east wing.

After Lu Xialing walked in, he saw a coffin parked on the left side of the room, and couldn't help feeling a little disgusted.

Then I thought about it, I have always been bold and have never been afraid of monsters. Moreover, Shen said that there was really no other place to stay in his house except this room. He could only stay there for one night, and also Thank you Shen again and again.

There was a wooden couch in this house, so Lu Xialing walked over and spread his luggage on it.

After Shen said goodbye and left, Lu Xialing was the only one left in the room. Although he was brave, he was still a little scared in a strange place, at night, alone in front of a gloomy coffin.

He didn't dare to sleep right away, so he took out a copy of the "Book of Changes" from his luggage and read it by candlelight. It is said that ghosts and monsters are afraid of the Book of Changes.

When I saw the second watch, sleepiness gradually came over me. He had been traveling all day, and now he was sleepy and tired. He couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to go to bed.

But he still didn't dare to blow out the candle and climbed into bed to get ready for bed without taking off his clothes.

Not long after Lu Xialing lay down, he heard a sound coming from the coffin. He dared to look over there, and it turned out that the sound was the coffin lid moving slowly.

Then there was an old man with a white beard, wearing red shoes, his legs stretched out from the coffin, and then walked out.

Lu Xialing was so frightened that she held the bed curtain tightly and did not dare to breathe out, for fear that she would make a noise and alert the old man. But he couldn't help his curiosity, so he peeked out from the gap in the bed tent.

The old man came to the place where Lu Xialing had been sitting before and looked through the "Book of Changes" he had placed there. He didn't look afraid at all as legendary.

After a while, the old man took out the pipe from his sleeve, lit it with the fire on the candle, and started smoking there.

Lu Xialing was even more surprised. He felt that this ghost was not even afraid of the "Book of Changes" and could smoke. He must be a very powerful evil ghost.

Worried that the old man would come to his bed, Lu Xialing watched his every move closely, but his excessive nervousness caused his body to shiver involuntarily, causing the bed beneath him to shake.

The white-bearded man felt it, turned his head and looked at the bed, smiled slightly, but did not come over.

He finished smoking, then put the pipe into his sleeve again, stood up, returned to the coffin, and closed the lid of the coffin himself.

Lu Xialing was so scared that she didn't dare to sleep all night.

Early the next morning, the owner Shen came to ask him: "Sir, did you sleep well last night?"

Lu Xialing pretended to be calm and said: "Very good, very good! But I don't know who is in the coffin parked on the left side of the room?"

Shen said: "That's my father."

Lu Xialing asked again: "Since it is your father, why haven't you been buried after so long?"

Shen smiled and said: "My father is still alive and well. He has no illness or death."

Lu Xialing asked curiously: "Since your father has not died, why do you lie down in the coffin to sleep?"

Shen continued: "My father is usually very open-minded. He believes that since ancient times, people will eventually die. Suddenly, sooner or later, death is inevitable. Why not practice it in advance and know what it feels like to lie in a coffin?

Therefore, after my father reached the age of seventy, he prepared the coffin, thickly paste it, put the bedding on it, used the coffin as a bed, and slept in it every night. "

After saying that, he pulled Lu Xialing to the coffin, asked the old man inside to get up and performed the courtesy of guest and host.

The lid of the coffin was opened and the man inside was turned out.

Lu Xialing took a look and saw that it was indeed the old man he saw under the light at night.

The old man smiled and said, "Are the guests frightened?"

Lu Xialing laughed.

The father and son looked at each other, clapped their hands and laughed happily.

Lu Xialing stepped forward and looked at the coffin carefully. I saw that it was surrounded by sand boards, with an empty middle, and the cover was made of black lacquered cotton yarn.

Therefore, the coffin lid is both breathable and light, and the old man can easily open it alone.