There was some confusion in front of the grave, and at the beginning, everyone didn't really care about the sound, but the voice was very persistent, buckle, buckle......

The voices of the crowd began to fade down, and everyone looked around to find out where the noise was coming from. However, where in this mass grave, where can there be such a sound of bone joints hitting wood? So they all poked their heads out and looked into the pit that had been dug out.

There was no one next to the thin-skinned coffin containing the body of the deaf man, but there was a slight shaking, and then the voice rang out persistently.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the sky was dark, and the wind blew from the opposite hill, whining, and the black clouds hung low, as if it were going to rain in the next moment, and the atmosphere on the whole slope was very solemn. The villagers who were shouting and scolding just now all had frightened expressions on their faces, pushing each other and constantly retreating. The old village chief is a person who is accustomed to ideas, walked forward, until he came to the grave, listened to this strange sound coming from the coffin, forced his composure, stretched out a pair of rough old hands to pull my sleeves, and said that there is a problem with the birth of cubs?

I shrugged my shoulders and said that if there is no problem, we have nothing to do and go to this mountain nest to dig some graves. This Luo deaf man is not a rich man!

In fact, not only us, the entire Miaojiang area, especially in the countryside, the older generation is very superstitious, from the first to the fifteenth day of the new year, the incense candles are continuous, that is, I am afraid that there will be a disaster, and there are many related rumors. The villagers gathered together one after another, and just now they were as fierce as wolves, but now they were looking at us with apprehension like the little sheep, and everyone was uneasy.

The coffin began to shake, and the sound grew louder and louder.

The old village chief swallowed his saliva, changed his tone, and said Two masters, what should I do now?

I stepped forward, stared at the coffin for a moment, and exchanged opinions with the miscellaneous Xiaodao, saying that he had become a zombie? Miscellaneous Xiaodao was a little puzzled, saying that the feng shui of this place is bad, but it is not like a place to raise corpses, how can it be so easy to change corpses? Impossible, right......

As he spoke, the black lid of the thin-skinned coffin suddenly cracked, and a man in black clothes and black pants jumped out of it.

I saw that his body was stiff, the muscles on his face were atrophied, and his eyes were as white as a dead fish.

Luo Deaf who jumped out of the coffin was covered with a layer of fine fluff on his exposed skin, just like the layer of white hair when he was fermenting moldy tofu at home. His eyes were straight and his nose twitched like that of a dog, his mouth open, a mouthful of black fangs, a terrifying roar, and he strove towards the crowd.

Where have the villagers seen this kind of formation, all of them threw the guys in their hands forward, and the girl ran down the slope.

Even the militia captain and the men who were squatting on the ground ran away without a trace.

And the old village chief next to me, he was so frightened that he screamed "ah", and he fell to the ground without a smile. The scene was very chaotic, but when I saw this white-haired zombie, my first feeling was not fear, but an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

It's just the worst level of white stiffness, slow to move, inflexible, afraid of the sun and afraid of chickens and dogs, it's okay to sneak out at night and be scary, now?

"Huh!"

Well, I have to admit that a person has seen too much horror, and it is terrifying in itself; I've seen too many perverts, and I'm very perverted in myself.

This sentence is expressed in an elegant sentence, that is, "once the sea was difficult to water, except for Wushan is not a cloud".

After seeing the top flying corpses, my expression was relaxed with that of Miscellaneous Xiaodao, but the large number of people gathered in front of the cemetery were very frightened. They were all mountain people running on the mountain road, and when they were chasing rabbits, they could get their dogs tired and lie down, and in a short time, they had already run to the foot of the slope, leaving behind a pile of broken shoes. I've not been in the Religious Affairs Bureau for a long time, but I know that the Tao is similar to this kind of panic-inducing event, and it needs to be hidden—it's an unspoken rule under the surface.

I didn't dare to make a big deal out of it, so I took out the shock mirror and took a picture of the deaf Luo who was staggering towards me.

Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!

After it was frozen, the miscellaneous trail made a decisive move, and the cheap peachwood sword stabbed out, and the tip of the sword provoked a yellow rune paper, which instantly stuck to its forehead.

However, the rune paper was pasted, but the guy didn't stop running, and still staggered towards me.

My heart jumped, this guy is not as simple as an ordinary white zombie, there seems to be some material in it. But I wasn't nervous, so I grabbed the hoe from the ground and threw a stick at the guy's leg. As soon as I hit the stick, I felt as if I had knocked on the top of the stone pillar, and the force of the feedback was very great, not at all like a white stiff body.

I secretly said that it is not good, this deaf man must have cultivated a secret method, so that he has already developed the prototype of a bronze armored corpse in just over five months.

Sure enough, he is worthy of being a senior Gu cultivator, and the witch Gu does have a lot of subtlety and uniqueness.

After some fighting, we immediately understood the strength of Luo Deaf. Fight this zombie. Obviously not a smart thing to do, so we gave up fighting and started to fight with it. To break this evil thing, the best thing is the black dog blood, the black donkey's blood and the girl's lower palace blood and other things poured on the head, the most immediate, but this wilderness, it is also difficult to find, but it just so happened that I had some leftover glutinous rice in my bag, so I crackled it and scalded it to scream.

Miscellaneous Xiaodao was also ruthless, and after a few false moves, he stabbed the cheap mahogany sword directly into the zombie's mouth.

The wooden sword entered his mouth, and was naturally bitten off, but the miscellaneous hair Xiaodao didn't mind, and stuffed the broken ballast into it, and roared angrily in his mouth, saying: "Bah! ”

The white stiff incarnated by the deaf man of Naro actually fell straight backwards.

I strode forward, and the "Outer Lion Seal" on this guy's chest was a "Wai Lion Seal", and the "Vajrasattva Dharma Body Mantra" in my mouth was quickly recited, and I felt that the resentment on this zombie's body dissipated and began to become less intense. The hairy trail gently pressed the door of this guy's head, and this guy stopped moving. I rested for a while, and beckoned Xiao Li, who was too frightened to move, and asked him to help the old man on the ground up.

Xiao Li walked over tremblingly, and among the people who pinched the old village chief, he asked uneasily, saying that this dead man will move again?

Miscellaneous Xiaodao replied confidently, saying don't worry, after eating my peachwood sword, and after being dispersed by the Dao power of me and Lu Zuo, its resentful spirit has dissipated and will no longer condense. However, after the corpse of this thing is transformed, it is poisonous all over the body, and if it is eaten by wild dogs, raccoon cats, or mice, it will be another scourge.

While speaking, the old village chief woke up quietly, but fortunately he was not mentally traumatized.

After we explained the reason to him, he asked him to gather the villagers, cremate the zombies lying on the ground, and ask him to unify their thoughts and not to talk about this matter, otherwise the whole village will suffer. The old village chief only promised and nodded in agreement; Xiao Li made a phone call to Ma Haibo to explain the reason, and then helped the old village chief to go down the mountain to find the mountain people.

When Xiao Li passed by me, there was a smell of urine in the crotch of his pants, and he was obviously scared just now.

I squatted on the grave with Zamao Xiaodao, laughing and talking about Xiao Li, this guy didn't look at anything at first, I thought he was a brave person, but I never wanted to pee my pants, ha. As I spoke, the Golden Silkworm Gu in my body stirred, and a feeling of uneasiness was transmitted to my heart. I stood up and looked at the low clouds in the sky as if it were going to rain heavily.

Following the guidance of the Golden Silkworm Gu, I came to the thin skin coffin of Luo Deaf.

I saw that after the black coffin lid was broken and turned over, there were no burial objects in it, just some ordinary white cloth, and underneath, there was a layer of greasy liquid.

And in the liquid, there are a lot of red wriggling insects, rolling and crawling.

My eyelids jumped, these things were not normal maggots, they were long, flat like leeches, and their mouthparts were strange and dense. Miscellaneous Xiaodao stared at it for a while, frowned and said This thing, what kind of poison is it?

I nodded, then shook my head again, and said that I don't know what happened, Luo Deaf's death itself was full of weirdness: because there was no sufficient evidence, his sentence was only a few years of re-education through labor, and it didn't take long for him to come out, but he chose to commit suicide without anyone taking precautions, and it was also a resentful spirit sacrifice full of religious mystical rituals, which was obviously ill-intentioned and had been planned for a long time.

After about half an hour, the villagers who had dispersed returned with firewood and fuel for cremation.

There were also two middle-aged men with bright eyes, square faces and sword eyebrows, walking like soldiers.

After introducing themselves, they were the ones Hong Anguo told me, the professional department personnel who supervised the Qingshan Realm, and they happened to be near this village, so they rushed here when they heard the news. We shook hands, exchanged pleasantries, and then lit a raging flame to burn the deaf man and the strange insects in the coffin.

The white stiff burned for more than two hours, and the smoke was billowing and the smell was extremely stinky, filling the entire mountain.

Many of the children could not stand it and vomited, so I beckoned the weak to leave for a while, and when the flames were finished, leaving behind a bag of black ashes. I picked some innocuous ashes, let people gather, put them in the grave, and the rest of the things did not worry about others, and chose an old pine tree on the sunny hill with the miscellaneous hairy trail, dug a pit and buried it.

The pine tree is cold and evergreen, solemn and solemn, proud, and is a good choice for suppressing evil things.

After completing this, we shook hands with the old village chief and said goodbye, and the rest of the communication work was done by the two middle-aged people. When I left Zhongyang by car, I unexpectedly saw Jia Wei's father, the monk Huiming, near the gate of the village, and we looked at each other, did not communicate, and staggered shoulders.

To be honest, I really didn't know that the person in charge of the Qingshan Realm was actually him.

Did he want to get his daughter's body back?