Wow, a gust of cold wind swept the paper money ingots that had not been burned clean on the ground, and flew up.

The white banner fluttered in the wind, brushing Atai's cheeks. His cheeks were painted with bright blush, his lips were like drinking blood, he was dressed in the rouge of a bright red satin brocade, and the bells hanging from his dark hair rang chaotically.

A chill penetrated from the soles of the feet to the back of the head.

Ah Tai's face is almost green, he is bold, because he believes in a sentence, ghosts are afraid of wicked people, especially ugly wicked people, even ghosts are afraid, plus he keeps a vigil all year round, and he already carries yin energy on his body, so he is not very afraid of ghosts.

But this one is different.

He was sure that Rouge was dead, and that the thing that suddenly stood up was obviously a rumor-of-mouth phenomenon - a corpse.

There is an essential difference between scamming corpses and hitting ghosts.

I heard the old man say that after death, a person will have a breath in his chest, and if he is collided by a cat or a dog or a yin evil, there will be a corpse, and because the body is stiff and his feet are tied with red ropes, he will jump and jump.

After the corpse is cheated, it will not use its eyes, and it will be attracted by the anger of the person, and it will go crazy like a mad dog meeting Xiang, so the ugly advantage that Ah Tai used to deter the living ghosts and gods is gone.

His first reaction was to run, but because the cotton crotch pants faded to his ankle and neck, like the shackles, he didn't take a single step, and he fell straight down.

With a snort, Rouge flew straight out of the coffin and landed on the spirit table. In the center of the mourning hall, a whirlwind broke out, incense, candles, paper money flew all over the sky, and banners were hunting.

Ah Tai glanced at it in horror, but could only see a pair of red embroidered shoes, and suddenly, goosebumps scurried all over her body, and her whole body was numb.

With a whoosh, the red dress flew off and stopped beside him.

The crooked face of Ah Tai was frightened, and the instinct to survive led to the rapid secretion of adrenal hormones, causing neurons in the cerebral cortex to exchange information at high speed. The IQ soared to two hundred and eight in an instant.

Therefore, according to legend, there is only one safe place to meet a fraudulent corpse in the mourning hall.

Under the coffin!

The coffin cannot touch the ground, and the four corners are covered with blue bricks. A gap is formed, and this gap is the only way to survive.

Ah Tai a gorgeous tactical roll, bang.

Hit your head on a brick......

A gust of yin wind rushed down and penetrated into her body through her pores, and Ah Tai shivered uncontrollably. In the end, with a strong will, he successfully got under the coffin with a large bag on his head.

Woo woo, the wind is gusting.

The fire was extinguished, and the mourning hall became pitch black.

I don't know how long later, there was a whining sound outside the window, a hula, the window shattered, and there was no sound for a long time. Ah Tai regained some strength and planned to rush out of the mourning hall to escape.

As soon as the hand was pulled out, he exhaled. A pair of feet stepped on the back of his hand.

Ah Tai was completely devastated, thinking that this lonely life was going to be explained here.

But the feet only stepped on it, and then Gollum jumped into the coffin, and the lid of the coffin next to it flew over at once, and then shook like the night before.

It was another whole night.

When the rooster crows, the sound stops. Ah Tai trembled and crawled out from under the coffin, and before he could even lift his pants, the family woke up again.

Qiao Sanye rushed over when he heard the news. In a fit of rage, he beat the crooked-faced Ah Tai, and he didn't believe what nonsense he said about the corpse.

What does it have to do with taking off your pants? Could it be that you want to use child urine?

However, there are also funeral directors who find something unusual. Rouge's corpse looked the same, but the coffin was covered in wet water stains, as if it had been soaked in water.

It is said that later, a Taoist priest was invited to do a special ritual before the rouge was buried. However, she is a concubine, and her origin is unknown, so there is no way to bury her in the ancestral grave of the Qiao family. Although this concave cliff is remote, it is a treasure of feng shui, and it is also opposite to the Rouge River, and finally the tomb landed here.

The old man spoke eloquently, as if he was there in person.

The old lady looked disapproving, but Lu Zheng felt that this matter was definitely not groundless, at least in his opinion, this tomb was very problematic.

And the story also mentions that Rouge's corpse is wet, which is more consistent with the situation here.

Could it be that he is dead and does not rot, and has become a legendary zombie?

"Uncle, what happened later?

"It's dead. The old man spread his hands and said: "However, it wasn't Qiao Sanye who killed him, he was hung on the beam of the house for two days, and he was still angry when he was carried back." But later, I heard that the back of his hand was rotten, and his body began to have rotten sores, and he died in less than half a year. ”

"Is the back of the hand?

"Who knows. The old man shook his head, forgot to stuff some tobacco leaves into the cigarette bag pot, spit out the smoke ring and said: "This crooked face is also self-inflicted, if he doesn't have a crooked mind, maybe he won't have this matter." Our grandfather, Third Master Qiao, didn't kill him on the spot, which can be regarded as a benevolent house. Later, the third master was an official and prepared for the army, so he also received the emperor's holy decree. ”

"Alright, alright, stop blowing. The old lady was a little impatient, but it was raining heavily, and she took the time to look at it, and the fire had been extinguished.

"Whoever blew it, it's all true!"

"Real thing, real thing. It's true that our sticks are burned out. ”

The old man blew his beard and glared: "If it's gone, it's gone, you're in a hurry." ”

The old lady sighed, wiped the corners of her eyes and said, "I'm not sorry for the crops, I'm sorry for our eldest grandson." This kid likes to eat our sticks the most. ”

The old man knocked out the smoke pot, stood up irritably and reprimanded: "Salty and don't worry about eating radish, the capital is so big, you can eat sticks anywhere." Besides, it's not certain whether they will be able to come back this year. Okay, I see the rain has stopped, let's hurry up and pull the car to the house, don't get wet. ”

On the way down the mountain, it was a little muddy, Lu Zheng accompanied them down the mountain, and on the way I heard that they had a son, who was admitted to the research monk as an executive in a foreign company in the capital, married a white Fumei, and gave birth to a big fat grandson.

However, what made Lu Zheng sigh was that their son, who was happily married and had a successful career, had not returned home much in the past year, and only these two old people were left in the family to rely on each other.

When they were about to separate, the old couple insisted that Lu Zheng go to their house as a guest, and after Lu Zheng politely refused, he quietly stuffed two hundred yuan in their pockets.

This money is not to pity them, but because of the fire in the cornfield, it is because of him.

When he left Tangtou Village, Lu Zheng saw the towering tree that was said to have sealed the black monster, it was indeed a towering tree, with lush branches and leaves, and the body of the tree could only be surrounded by at least five or six people.

Dark Monsters?

Does it really exist too?

Lu Zheng shook his head and smiled, some legends are just legends after all. Only in that rouge's tomb will some kind of secret be hidden.

And he's going to figure it out.

The tomb is deep underground, and you can't really dig people's graves in the middle of the day. Lu Zheng drove around to the mountains, found a hidden place, and fetched water in the Lingjiang River, just in case he needed it from time to time.

In the afternoon, Lu Zheng reappeared outside Tangtou Village, slowly climbing the mountain with some food in his hand.

The owl was standing on the corner of the eaves on the second floor and looked up, and when he saw Lu Zheng coming back, he happily flapped his wings to meet him and snatched the pig's head meat.

When the owl was feasting, Lu Zheng told Jixiang about the ancient tomb, and Jixiang was obviously very puzzled, and after a while, he suddenly seemed to remember something, and said solemnly: "Engong, this may not be a zombie!

"Dryland?"

The owl's mouth was stuffed with a bulging mouth, and he interjected: "You don't know about the drought, do you? There's a very famous movie that talks about the drought." ”

"Oh, yes, into science?"

"No, it's a blockbuster movie, about a psychiatrist with a very high IQ and quick thinking who likes to eat human flesh and a poignant and tactful love story of a female detective. By the way, it's called "The Silent Oxygen Sheep"."

Lu Zheng looked at him with a painful face and said, "What the hell are you talking about Hannibal!"

"One meaning, the muddy fish, the mud fish, they all like to eat people. ”

Ji Xiang said in a deep voice: "Engong, I think this matter is very unusual. Because if you had to find a fateful opponent for the dragon, that opponent would be the Drought Fish!" (To be continued.) )