It was indeed a little strenuous for the four of them to lift the coffin. Before the other two disciples who were guarding Priest Zhang could help him, the chain in Xie Bian's hand ran towards the coffin as if it had its own consciousness. After wrapping around the coffin a few times, Xie Bian lifted the coffin out of the deep pit with a seemingly gentle lift of his hand.
With a loud bang, the coffin fell to the ground with a dull sound, stirring up the dust that had just been dug out.
Xia Yuyang walked forward and realized that the patterns he saw when he was standing at the side were not the patterns that came with the coffin. Instead, they were densely packed with blood-red incantations.
He took a piece of yellow paper from Priest Zhang's altar and wiped it on the incantation. The yellow paper was immediately stained with rust. When he looked closer, he could smell the faint smell of blood. This curse was drawn in blood, not cinnabar.
Any spell technique, regardless of which sect it was, was extremely lethal when it involved drawing curses with blood. Especially among the crooked evil techniques, blood curses were extremely vicious spells.
Such a coffin that was almost covered in blood made people's hearts turn cold.
He turned to look at Fang Xiao, who nodded at him. He then said,"Open the coffin."
A few young Taoist priests took long nails and inserted them into the cracks of the coffin. Then, they worked together to pry up the coffin lid.
The corpses had been buried underground for more than a year. Normally, they should have decayed by now. However, when they opened the coffins, there was no smell of decay. Instead, there was the smell of blood and soil.
Xia Yuyang poked his head out to take a look. Even though he was mentally prepared, he was still shocked. He saw that Fang Xiao's corpse was still intact, and her eyes were wide open. There was a big hole in the heart, and blood flowed into the coffin, dyeing the dark brown coffin wood a red and black color. Her body, including her clothes, was also covered in complicated incantation patterns. Xia Yuyang suspected that the blood that drew these incantations might also be Fang Xiao's heart blood.
"This corpse must have been preserved with something. In addition to the low temperature underground, it hasn't decayed. This Penniless Priest thinks these spells look familiar, but I can't tell what they are.”Priest Zhang broke the silence.
"It's the Soulbinding Curse," Xia Yuyang continued.
"Soul Binding Curse?" Priest Zhang shouted.
"Yes, the Soul Binding Curse. I've been able to see ghosts since I was young, so I'm very interested in spells. I once saw someone discussing this kind of charm on a supernatural forum, and there was even a picture of it.”
Xia Yuyang was sure that he did not remember wrongly. The person who started the thread had explained it in great detail. He even felt that the other party had made up a good story and followed it up a few levels in the thread. The latter thread seemed to have been deleted by the person who started the thread. He did not expect to see the real Soul Binding Curse here after a few years.
" The Soul Binding Curse was originally used by some radical warlocks to collect malicious ghosts, but this curse was not advocated by the people of the Dao. Once a ghost is caught, regardless of whether it's a good ghost or a malicious ghost, they should try their best to send it to the underworld for punishment instead of using the torture. The Soul Binding Curse was no different from punishment for ghosts. It was vicious and would make ghosts wish they were dead. Using it on malicious ghosts would easily arouse their resentment. If it was not done properly, the soul would bite back.”
Priest Zhang saw that his disciples did not know much about the Soul Binding Curse, so he explained it to them.
Hearing him say this, Fang Xiao also remembered that when she first woke up from the underground, she had been feeling very painful, as if something was tearing and whipping her. The more painful she was, the more she hated Jiang Xuekai and the others. The deeper the hatred, the more resentment she could absorb.
Xia Yuyang and Xie Bi 'an did not speak. They were both thinking about the same question. Previously, they had thought that Fang Xiao was an earthbound spirit, which was why she had stayed here for so long. They guessed that she might have cultivated until she reached the peak, which was why she was able to leave the place of her tragic death. But now, it seemed that everything was strange.
First of all, because Fang Xiao could not remember the last memory before she died, they could not determine whether she died at home or in this place. However, from the looks of these spells, what bound her in the beginning might not be the binding force of the death ground, but the layers of Soul Binding Curses.
Secondly, how could a curse drawn by a god be broken by a malicious ghost? The level suppression between the two paths wasn't something that could be overturned by any ghostly power. If the other party had spent so much effort to draw these curses to suppress Fang Xiao, how could Fang Xiao have escaped in just over a year? Not to mention that there was a flaw in the incantation or that the power of the incantation was not enough. Such a situation would only happen to ordinary Warlocks, but it would never happen to gods.
In the end, Fang Xiao had only been dead for a little over a year, but she had become the highest level of Green Catcher Ghost. This kind of growth speed was unique. From the sharp knife in the northwest corner of the burial ground, to the Soul Binding Curse that covered the entire coffin, to the cinnabar that might have been made of Fang Xiao's own heart blood, all these elements stimulated Fang Xiao's resentment. It could even be said that they were allowing Fang Xiao to attract resentment into her body, allowing her to become a Green Catcher Ghost in the shortest time possible.
Xia Yuyang pondered as he patrolled around the coffin. Finally, he found a loophole on the coffin board near Fang Xiao's head. There was a small spot that seemed to be a blood word that was deliberately wiped away. Everyone in the Dao knew that an incomplete incantation was not a curse. A corner of the Soul Binding Curse had been erased. In other words, the reason Fang Xiao could really leave the burial ground was that the Soul Binding Curse had been broken.
However, apart from Jiang Xuekai and the Fallen God, who else knew about this? It was impossible for a third person to know about something that even the Heavenly Dao had been deceived. Moreover, Jiang Xuekai obviously wanted to turn Fang Xiao into ashes, so how could he destroy the Soul Binding Curse? Therefore, the one who let Fang Xiao go was the God who seemed to want to suppress her.
Xia Yuyang was silent for a while before he said,"Let's call the police first. I'll go to the Special Investigations Department later. This matter has already involved human lives, so the police department must intervene.”
"Then what about this coffin?" Priest Zhang asked.
"Return to normal. In order to avoid trouble for everyone, I'll report the case as Inferno. This place must be restored to its original state before we dug. Brother Xie, I'll leave this to you.”
Xie Bian nodded at Xia Yuyang. With a wave of the sleeve of his long robe, under the control of his ghost power, everything from the broken coffin to the soil dug out by the shovel seemed to have come alive. They "jumped" back into the pit in the same order as they were. A few minutes later, the deep pit in front of them disappeared, as if it was just an illusion.
"Priest Zhang, you've worked hard today. Can I leave the aftermath to you? I still have something to do back in the underworld. If Director Fu asks about me, just say that I went to the Xuan An Temple.”
"No problem, little friend. If you have something to do, go ahead.”Priest Zhang readily agreed.
"Thank you, Taoist priest. I'll visit you again when I'm free.”
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The moment he returned to the Netherworld Palace, Xia Yuyang asked Xie Bi 'an anxiously if he could see any pattern.
"Just like the Qiu Hui incident, the other party's goal wasn't a single person, but to cause trouble. He personally sealed Fang Xiao and gave her the best environment to cultivate, then released her with his own hands. I guessed that his original plan was for the resentful Fang Xiao to cause trouble everywhere as soon as she came out, but he didn't expect Fang Xiao to be pure and kind when she was alive. Even after she died, she didn't completely lose her humanity. Although she caused panic in the production team, she didn't make a big deal out of it.”
"Yes, and I discovered another point.”Xia Yuyang added.
"What is it? Tell me about it?" Xie Bian and Fang Xiao's stiff faces were filled with curiosity.
"Qiu Hui and Fang Xiao are both from Beijing. Qiu Hui lives in a well-known wealthy district, while Fang Xiao's family is a prestigious dance family. They are both considered influential among ordinary people. Fang Xiao's incident was even more obvious. She had chosen to make a move in the entertainment industry. Celebrities these days were not like actors in the past. Watching news from the entertainment industry had become a part of many people's lives. If this incident really spread out from the entertainment industry, how big would the impact be? How wide would the scope of the impact be? Could it be that the other party wanted the human world to believe in ghosts and gods again?”
Xia Yuyang still couldn't figure out why the god clan did this. Everything had been so complicated, but from these things, the other party didn't seem to have obtained any substantial benefits. The other party's brain was really complicated.
"Now, the other party doesn't even appear in front of us. He's always swaying here and there.”Xie Bian didn't expect that the God who was always high and mighty, proud and dignified, could be so humble.
"We'll cross that bridge when we come to it. Let's settle Fang Xiao's matter first.”
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