The clan leader nodded heavily and said, "Okay, you are worthy of being Li Qiankun's grandson. We believe in you."

"By the way, you just said that this coffin cannot be lifted. Why is that? We buried this coffin yesterday, but who knew it would suddenly come back today?"

I looked at the coffin and said, "The reason why the coffin came back is because there are no more dead people in the village and it cannot supply the disrupted Feng Shui evil spirits. I will tell you about this later."

"I can't lift it up now because there is a snake under the coffin, and I'm afraid the snake will bite you. If any of you have realgar powder at home, take it and sprinkle it around first, and then lift the coffin up."

After hearing my words, several people who were standing beside the coffin quietly took a few steps back.

"Snake?" The patriarch looked at me and asked, "How did you know there was a snake under the coffin?"

I glanced at the coffin and said calmly, "Not only do I know there are snakes under the coffin, I also know there are eight snakes."

As soon as I said this, everyone screamed in surprise.

With doubts, Mr. Li's son said, "I have some realgar powder at home, I'll go get it!"

As he spoke, he turned around and walked into the house. After a while, he came out with a bag of realgar powder. I asked them to sprinkle the realgar powder around the coffin and form a circle.

Then I looked at the crowd, picked out eight people with stronger horoscopes, and said to them, "Go and get some realgar powder in your hands, and then lift the coffin."

Several people laughed and said, "Xiao Li, we don't actually need that many people. It's just a coffin. Four people are enough!"

I shook my head and said, "It's not enough. Four people can't lift it."

"Hey! You little kid, why don't you believe it? A coffin can weigh four people. Come on, let's go four." As he spoke, the uncle led the four big men to the coffin.

Go up, roll up your sleeves and start carrying the coffin.

But the four of them couldn't lift the coffin no matter how hard they tried. After a while, the four of them fell down from exhaustion, and the coffin didn't move at all.

Seeing this, the four of them all widened their eyes and asked me, "What, what, what's going on? How come it can't be lifted? This coffin looks like it has roots and cannot be moved."

"This coffin was carried by the Eight Dragons. It must be carried by the Eight Immortals. How can four people carry it?"

Everyone seemed to believe or not believe what I said. The patriarch said that eight people would come. Following the eight people I selected, they all gathered around the coffin, rolled up their sleeves, and began to carry the coffin.

After a while of gritting one's teeth and exerting strength, the coffin was finally lifted!
Chapter completed!