"There must be treasure buried inside." "I think it's ashes." "How can there be such a high-end ash box, it must be a burial treasure." A group of young people started discussing and speculating, but Zha Wenbin always felt that something was not quite right, why would the coffin be open?

  A large crowd surrounded Zhang Wenbin, waiting to see the final result. When the box was slightly opened, some timid people immediately shrank back, and curiosity and fear were clearly written on everyone's face.

  But when the truth comes out, probably no one will guess it's like this.

  When Zhang Wenbin fully opened the box, there was a golden yellow satin inside. One end of the satin was separated by an embroidered small pillow, and on top of it was covered with a large red quilt with a beautiful pattern of Tongzi sending Xian embroidered on it.

  If it looks like a coffin, this is indeed a coffin, but what's sleeping inside isn't human!

  "Huang Da Xian!" A young man shouted out and immediately knelt down, kowtowing wildly.

  Several other young men also began to tremble with fear, thinking they had brought great disaster upon themselves, and they too knelt down in a quivering manner. A few others, however, tried to show that they did not believe in such superstitions, but their faces were deathly pale nonetheless.

  What was buried in this box turned out to be a yellow mongoose!

  It's said that these young people in their twenties wouldn't be afraid of such things, but indeed there was a true incident that stimulated their nerves. Cha Wenbin gently closed the box again, preparing to tell them it was nothing, just some people playing tricks with ghosts, but Tie Niu pulled Cha Wenbin aside and told him something.

  Tie Niu said: "There have always been a lot of yellow weasels in our village, and in the past, someone's chickens and ducks were often bitten to death. Because this beast is very cunning, it's also difficult to deal with them. People who hunt say they don't want to hunt these things, saying that they are evil."

  Later, there was no way out, and every household had to raise dogs for defense. It's normal that there are many wild beasts in the mountains. With dogs, the number of times the yellow wolves came to the village to wreak havoc did decrease, but it was just three years ago that something happened in the village, and these kids all know about it.

  Iron Bull pointed at the first young man who knelt down and said with a pout, "It was his uncle's doing. His uncle used to be a good laborer in the village, able to carry 200 kilograms of goods for over three miles without resting. They originally had a dog too, but it was poisoned by someone who poisoned the old mouse in the village, so they didn't continue raising one."

  Later, their family began to suffer from weasels. First, a nest of chicks were bitten to death, and then the hen was bitten. My uncle's brother didn't believe in evil spirits either, so he set up a trap. After several days, he really caught one. He was ruthless, immediately throwing the cage into the village fish pond, drowning it alive. The skin was peeled off and nailed to the wall to dry, reportedly someone collected this thing, could exchange for five cents.

  In just a few days, his uncle began to go mad. His family members heard a female voice coming from his mouth, saying things like "You killed me, I'll make you suffer." He then started banging his head against the wall and scratching his body until it was covered in blood. Finally, he even used a knife to cut himself. His family had no choice but to tie him to the bed, where he would bang his head against the board with great force. At that time, they didn't know you, so they looked for many people to help but to no avail. Some said it was because he offended Huang Daxian. He suffered for over a month until one night he broke free from the ropes and ran out.

  When the family members found him, his uncle's body was floating in the fish pond at the village entrance. When they fished him out, everyone discovered that his uncle's hand was tightly grasping the yellow weasel skin. Later, the villagers thought it was eerie and had the fish pond filled up.

  At this point, Cha Wenbin suddenly remembered another thing. His master had told him that there was a saying in the folk called "Nanmao Beima". It is said that the southern people are mainly driven by evil spirits, especially Taoism, particularly the Maoshan Sect, and their Orthodox Taoism belongs to a branch of the Maoshan Sect. But if you want to talk about the north, it's got to be the horse fairy.

  Although Zhang Wenbin didn't know what "Chu Ma Xian" was, he had never seen a real Chu Ma Xian before, so he couldn't confirm how useful this Shaman-like belief was. However, he knew that the existence of witchcraft was indeed based on something. There were many things in Taoism that were also related to witchcraft, such as using talisman water to drink and drive out evil spirits. China's ancient culture was really too vast, and those who truly understood these Taoist schools were not just limited to Zhang Tianyi's family, but the inheritance passed down had become increasingly scarce.

  Although not understood, it doesn't mean that there haven't been any stories about the five spirits in folklore. Most of the strange things that happen between humans and animals are related to these five spirits, also known as: Hu (fox), Huang (yellow weasel), Bai (white), Liu (willow) and Hui (grey). They refer to foxes, yellow weasels, hedgehogs, snakes and mice. One reason is that these animals often appear in human activity areas, inevitably getting stained with human energy, so there are many legends about these animals, which frequently appear in ancient stories.

  Of course, Wen Bin didn't understand these things, so he simply didn't explain them. He could only deal with the matter according to what he could understand. If humans can cultivate themselves into immortals, it's not ruled out that animals have this ability too.

  Of course, there is also a Huang Daxian in Taoism, named Huang Chuping, who was conferred the title of "Yangsu Jingzheng Zhenren" and was known as Huang Daxian. He was also known as "Chisong Xianzi". In the south, he is still very famous, and there is even a district called Wong Tai Sin in Hong Kong. But this has nothing to do with the Huang Daxian of the yellow mouse.

  Zha Wenbin thought to himself, "No matter if it's a person or an animal that's causing trouble, such an evil thing is not a good kind. He won't be afraid of Huang Daxian coming to take revenge. If you dare to come, the big seal will serve you, and your hundred years of Taoist practice will be abolished."

  "Get up, there's nothing to be afraid of. It was just a weasel, a vicious creature." As he looked closer at the box, it was empty, with no sign of the yellow rat.

  "Escaped?" Iron Bull looked at the empty box in incredulity and said, "Could it be that he really became an immortal?"

  Zha Wenbin picked up the silk cloth underneath and took a closer look, only to find that there was still quite a bit of fresh mud inside, which had been covered up earlier.

  Zhuo Xiong angrily picked up the box and threw it to the ground, cursing: "It must be that this beast ran out that night and brought back a skull to make trouble. This grave must have been dug open by it, and it comes in and out normally. This box is its old nest for sleeping."

  Everyone thought it was the fox's doing, but Cha Wenbin didn't think so. The fox could be fierce, but it was just a beast, and this place wasn't somewhere that human power couldn't handle.

  "Dig down further!" Zhang Wenbin said.

  "Are you still digging? Isn't this Huang Daxian's grave? You're disturbing Huang Daxian, we'll all be punished." The young man kneeling on the ground said with a mournful face.

  Cha Wenbin jumped into the big pit, pinched a handful of soil and rubbed it in his hand, finding that the soil underneath was still five-flower earth, proving that the soil underneath had been moved by someone and reburied. He said: "Just dig, don't care about Huang Daxian, a beast can only be so capable, even if it becomes a spirit, it's just a beast. This place is arranged according to a strict array, Huang Daxian is divine but cannot move the Tongzi Jieyin Array. I think this yellow weasel is 80% likely to be a tomb guardian. It seems that we have only dug half of it and need to continue."

  Tie Niu listened to Cha Wenbin say this, he originally didn't believe in Huang Da Xian, first picked up the hoe and jumped down, Heng Roulian and Zhuo Xiong also took turns digging with their hoes, only that group of young people were now listless, one by one pale-faced watching them continue.

  This pit is deep, and it's really a bit. Cha Wenbin checked the soil being transported on the road, without looking at it, he said: "Not yet!" It wasn't until after 3 pm, when the sun was about to set, that these three human excavators had dug down more than eight meters. When Zhuo Xiong's pickaxe hit a green brick, they finally took their first step into this damned tomb.

  As brick after brick was removed, a large black hole gradually appeared. Since no lighting equipment was brought today, Cha Wenbin had to light a fire and throw it in. It just so happened that he threw it next to a large, pitch-black coffin. The people above looked at each other, and indeed, there was another cave below. Those young people had never seen such an imposing tomb before, and they regretted coming up to watch the commotion.

  At this point, they have no choice. It's not possible to leave now that it's almost dark. Who dares say they can safely walk down the mountain? What about Hu Zhangzi's example? If we stay, who has the guts to spend the night in the chaotic burial ground?

  Because they didn't bring any mountaineering ropes, Cha Wenbin had no choice but to let Zhuo Xiong cut some vines and tie them around his body. He decided to go down personally to take a look. With not much time left, Cha Wenbin took out a handful of white lime powder from his pocket and drew a circle on the ground with it. Using the circle as a boundary, he drew an eight trigrams diagram with the lime powder and threw the Palm Gate's large seal into the center of the diagram, saying: "Before I come back up, all of you stay within this circle and don't take a single step out."

  Those young people rushed to drill into the circle, Zhuo Xiong wanted to follow, but was stopped by Cha Wenbin: "You watch them from above and don't let them run around, I'll be right back."

  Cha Wenbin slowly walked down with the dry goods bag on his back. Originally, this place couldn't get much sunlight, and at this time, it was already quite dark in the forest. A group of young people in the circle didn't dare to move, just staring blankly at the big seal. Zhuo Xiong saw that the sky had darkened, so he lit a torch and inserted it on the side, and the faint firelight cast a warm glow over these few people.

  One of the young men inadvertently glanced over and suddenly shouted "Ah!" and fell into Zhuo Xiong's arms, trembling with fear. The young man whispered: "Brother, look at the footprints on that ring."

  Zhuo Xiong looked carefully and indeed, without knowing when, on the lime powder sprinkled by Cha Wenbin, a row of footprints appeared out of nowhere. Unintentionally, all the footprints were toe-in.

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