Chapter 141 Trapped

The moment Fatty’s message arrived, Li Bai, Yao Shunyu, and Jiang Cheng crowded around, staring at the phone screen. Li Bai pondered for a moment, then seemed to suddenly realize something. The next second, her expression changed drastically. “Not good, whatever you do, don’t move that threshold!”

After sending the message to Fatty, Jiang Cheng finally had time to ask, “What’s wrong?”

“This is also a taboo, unrelated to this mission, but related to our other task tonight.” Li Bai spoke quickly. She could probably guess that this was Luo Tianhe’s idea.

Yao Shunyu frowned. “You mean sending Old Master Wu off?”

“That’s right. Tonight’s coffin carrying is different from before, because as long as we dig out the remains of the wronged infants, with Luo Tianhe’s abilities, he will definitely have a way to temporarily trap these wronged infants. And with the wronged infants trapped, Old Master Wu’s corpse will no longer return to the mansion to wreak havoc.”

“In other words, tonight is the last time we will send Old Master Wu’s corpse off, and it is a true coffin carrying and funeral procession. And true coffin carrying, especially for coffin bearers like us who have to walk at night, has five major taboos.”

“The first of these is that you must never touch things like door frames or thresholds before carrying the coffin. Touching the door frame will affect your own luck, even affecting your children and grandchildren, and this threshold is even more sinister. Once touched, you are very likely to have your feet grabbed by ghosts on the way to the funeral, which means you are inexplicably tripped by stones or roots, but there were clearly no such things on the road a second before.”

Carrying a coffin requires stability, and the most feared thing is swaying, especially the coffin falling to the ground. And being “grabbed by a ghost” while carrying the coffin, causing the coffin bearer to trip, everyone knows the consequences of this.

“It’s Luo Tianhe’s idea.”

Yao Shunyu quickly gave the answer. At the same time, he valued Wang Fugui even more. After all, being targeted by Luo Tianhe alone was enough to show how powerful this person was.

It seemed that what Jiang Cheng said before was true, that this Wang Fugui was their last chance to turn the tables, so they had to protect him no matter what, and in the end, they still had to rely on him to fight Bai Yu.

“What are the other four taboos?” Jiang Cheng asked, worried that Luo Tianhe had left other tricks for Fatty in other places.

“The second taboo is about people who died tragically. Most of them are corpses that have suffered disasters, fires, or homicides. These corpses are either disfigured or have incomplete limbs. Direct relatives cannot be used to carry coffins for these people.”

“But it’s not that direct relatives are not allowed to participate, it’s just that they play different roles. Direct relatives need to support the spirit beside the coffin, or lead the way in front, or wail in the funeral procession.”

“The third taboo is that the coffin cannot fall to the ground during the funeral procession. Once it falls to the ground and the bottom of the coffin touches the earth, it will affect the corpse inside the coffin and easily cause corpse transformation.”

“The fourth taboo we have experienced. When carrying the coffin, it is forbidden to say the word ‘heavy’. No matter how difficult the mountain road is, or how difficult the coffin is to carry, once you carry it, you must never complain.”

“Otherwise, the coffin will either weigh more than a thousand pounds, making it even more difficult to carry, or even cause disaster, such as the coffin carrying team being hit by falling rocks from the mountain, or someone in the team falling off a cliff.”

“Fifth, the coffin bearers must have good fate and strong *bazi* (astrological chart). Generally, there are not so many requirements for corpses that died normally, but it is different for corpses that died with resentment. The coffin bearers need to have enough *yang* energy to suppress the corpses inside, otherwise, it will also cause trouble. For example, the person with the weakest *yang* energy is likely to be entangled by a vengeful ghost, or even possessed by a ghost.”

Li Bai spoke very quickly. After her explanation, tonight’s matter became clearer. Luo Tianhe wanted to use this mission to extinguish the *yang* fire on everyone. Once the *yang* energy weakened, disasters would inevitably occur during the funeral procession.

But Luo Tianhe was not afraid. Since he dared to set up this situation, it proved that his *yang* energy was definitely fine.

“In other words, digging up the wronged infants tonight is not the most dangerous. The road to carrying the coffin for Old Master Wu is the most deadly. Luo Tianhe’s plan is also aimed at the coffin carrying road.”

Li Bai nodded with a serious expression. “That should be the case at the moment, but we are not at the scene, so we don’t know if there are any other arrangements.”

Jiang Cheng was anxious. He really wanted Fatty to take a photo of the scene and send it over, but Li Bai advised him not to, because taking photos is very taboo in missions, especially in the evil place where the wronged infants are buried.

Jiang Cheng had to simply explain the situation to Fatty and tell him to be careful.

“What about the threshold? If you don’t move it away, Wang Fugui won’t be able to dig down.”

Hearing this, Li Bai gave an idea, “Don’t worry, you can use cloth, or even clothes, to wrap your hands, and then move the threshold away. As long as you are careful not to touch it directly, there will be no major problems.”

Seeing that Li Bai was so sure, Jiang Cheng immediately sent the message to Fatty.

As for the hoe that Fatty mentioned, the opinions of the people were completely consistent. They would rather dig with their hands than use the hoe left by the previous person. Putting themselves in his shoes, Jiang Cheng could make a lot of use of this hoe.

According to Jiang Cheng’s message, Fatty successfully moved the threshold away. Just as he was thinking about whether to throw the threshold aside and ignore it, or put it back in its original position on top of Lin Qianqian’s number 8 location, a scene in the corner of his eye suddenly caught his attention.

Right where the threshold had been moved, a small piece of white paper appeared on the ground, with a copper coin pressed on top. The copper coin was stuck upright in the ground, piercing the paper and nailing it to the ground.

Fatty approached with suspicion, and suddenly realized that it was not white paper at all, but a small stack of cut paper money.

In an instant, Fatty was pierced by a chill. Although he didn’t know what this represented, he was very clear about one thing: he had definitely been set up.

This paper money and copper coin were pressed under the threshold, and you couldn’t see it at all without moving it away. This was obviously Luo Tianhe’s trap for him. Luo Tianhe was probably expecting that they would know not to touch the threshold, so he made arrangements under the threshold in advance.

At the same time, Fatty suddenly noticed that the wind was picking up around him. The wind was not strong, but it was very cold. It blew on his body and the clothes were useless, directly penetrated. Even a person of his physique was shivering from the cold.

Even more terrifying, the paper money that had been nailed to the ground suddenly floated up, like white butterflies, flying forward with the wind, fluttering in the air, and finally flying out of the Wu Mansion gate under Fatty’s watchful eyes.

Fatty’s heart was pounding. He didn’t know why, but he always felt that something very terrifying was about to happen. These fluttering paper money were like a fuse.

He forced himself not to think wildly, to stay calm, only calmness could keep him alive.

Stopping his trembling fingers, Fatty reported the situation here to the doctor as quickly as possible. Just as he pressed the send button and hadn’t had time to look up, he suddenly heard a strange sound in his ear.

"Bang."

"Bang."

At first, it sounded like a knock on the door, but the sound was heavier and duller, as if someone was hitting the door with their head, again and again.