Chapter 7: Burning the corpses of children and mothers

In Xiaohe Village, a barren hill is full of graves, and one graveyard has been dug up, and dozens of people from all ages and children in the village gather together. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Look, Hu Lao Er is back, and he brought two people with him." A person turned around and saw Zhu Yilong and the three of them getting closer and closer.

"The two people around Hu Lao Er should be Heavenly Masters, right?"

"It seems to be Wang Tianshi and his apprentice."

It is no secret that Wang Kunlun took in another apprentice three years ago, and almost all the villagers living at the foot of Kunlun Mountain know about it.

"Master Wang, you're finally here." The old village chief, who was over the age of old and had a Zou tattoo on his face, walked out of the crowd and greeted Wang Kunlun and the others.

"Let it all go." The old village chief led the way, and the crowd automatically moved out of the way.

When they saw Wang Kunlun and the two, a trace of panic flashed in the corners of the eyes of the 'Xia Sanwa' in the crowd.

In the dug grave, there was a bright red coffin, and the coffin was covered with red chicken blood lines, and now that the coffin had been uncovered, the red chicken blood lines had been broken into countless knots.

Inside the coffin lay a dead woman in her thirties, her belly bulging high, apparently pregnant before she died.

The dead woman showed no signs of decay, and a row of sharp fangs protruded from the top and bottom of her mouth.

The fangs shine in the sunlight and give off a heart-seeping sheen.

"This corpse has been formed, and it will come out at night to harm people." Wang Kunlun said, "Now that the sun has not set, you must burn it immediately, otherwise it will be very troublesome." ā€

"Village chief, you immediately send someone down the mountain to prepare firewood and gasoline, and you are preparing two large bowls of black dog blood and a large bowl of chicken blood, bring them here immediately, be quick!"

The matter was so serious, the old village chief gave an order, and most of the onlookers quickly ran down the mountain to prepare.

"Xia Sanwa, you come out for me." Xia Sanwa also wanted to go down the mountain, but was stopped by the old village chief.

"Tell me what's going on? How much benefit did you receive from others? The old village chief yelled at Xia Sanwa.

"It's not much, it's three thousand dollars." Seeing the old village chief's unkind eyes, Xia Sanwa replied resignedly.

After Xia Sanwa's explanation, Zhu Yilong and the two finally figured out the ins and outs of the matter.

It turned out that the dead pregnant woman was not from Xiaohe Village, but from Zhangjia Village next door.

A few years ago, Zhangjia Village and Xiaohe Village have been fighting for a piece of fertile land, and the people of the two villages have made a lot of trouble with this, and finally the villagers of Xiaohe Village won the land, but the two villages also formed a hatred because of this.

In the past few years, there have been open and secret fights, and there have been several collective brawls in the two villages, and finally the brawl incident that was settled by the police station was alarmed.

The barren mountain here belongs to Xiaohe Village, and the part where the dead are buried belongs to Xia Sanwa's family.

At first, a person in Zhangjiacun found Xia Sanwa and said that he wanted to bury a dead person on his family's panic mountain, but because of the tense relationship between the two villages, Xia Sanwa did not agree.

The man didn't say a word, took out 3,000 yuan and put it on the ground, and if Xia Sanwa agreed, he would pick up the money on the ground.

Looking at the red hundred-yuan bills on the ground, it is equivalent to the total income of his family from selling grain for two years.

Besides, people just bury dead people on their own barren mountains, and they don't occupy a little arable land, people are dead, and it's not the same to bury them there, thinking of this, Xia Sanwa's persistence was quickly wiped out by money.

Bent down and picked up the thousand-yuan bill on the ground, and as Xia Sanwa picked up the money on the ground, the corpse of the son and mother was buried smoothly into the territory of Xiaohe Village.

The dead people of Zhangjia Village were buried in the territory of Xiaohe Village, and the villagers of Xiaohe Village were very angry at first, but they all thought that the dead were the greatest, and the matter was not resolved later.

Until a week later, it rained heavily in Xiaohe Village, and after the heavy rain, the villagers of Hu Laoer's family in Xiaohe Village lost a little lamb, which made Hu Laoer anxious.

Hu Lao Er searched everywhere, and slowly found the cemetery on the barren mountain.

Maybe people are watching the sky, and God has to help the people of Xiaohe Village who were plotted, and the heavy rain washed away a lot of the sealed soil on the coffin of the corpse of the son and mother, revealing the bright red coffin and the blood line on it.

Seeing this scene, Hu Lao Er hurriedly went down the mountain to tell the old village chief of Xiaohe Village.

The old village chief has lived a long time and knows some taboos in funerals, but as long as the coffin is bright red and there is a chicken blood line tied, I am afraid that things are not simple.

The old village chief immediately called on the villagers of Xiaohe Village to come to the barren mountain, dug up the grave buried by the people of Zhangjia Village a week ago, and saw that it was a pregnant woman who died inside, and the body did not rot, and it also grew long fangs.

The old village chief immediately asked Hu Lao Er to go to Kunlun Mountain to invite Wang Tianshi.

After seeing Wang Tianshi, the old village chief knew from Xia Sanwa's unnatural eyes that he had received the benefits of others.

"It's still important to burn the corpse of the mother and son first, and it's okay to pursue other things later." Wang Kunlun kept taking out small flags from the cloth bag and planting them in all directions of the coffin.

"Okay, you go and prepare firewood!" The old village chief waved his hand and said, "After dealing with the corpse, I am looking for you to settle accounts." ā€

"Yes, yes, yes! That's what the old village chief said. Xia Sanwa ran down the mountain as if she had been pardoned.

"Wang Tianshi, the bright red coffin and the chicken blood line have the effect of suppressing evil spirits, isn't the other party afraid that the corpse will not come out if he does this?" The old village chief asked.

"It can't come out in a short time, but as soon as the seventy-seven and forty-nine days pass, the corpse will completely become fierce, and when the corpse becomes fierce, such a coffin and chicken blood line will not have the slightest suppressive effect on it." Wang Kunlun said, "At that time, I'm afraid that even a mouse in Xiaohe Village will not be able to escape the poisonous hands." ā€

"What a poisonous trick, if it weren't for the heavy rain washing away the sealed soil, wouldn't our Xiaohe Village be in ruin." The old village chief was afraid for a while when he remembered it.

Now that the layout of the chicken blood line and the bright red coffin has been destroyed, the corpses of the son and mother have not become fierce, and they will come out to harm people after the sun sets.

"Master, it's not too troublesome for you to do this, otherwise I'll throw a ball of 'Qiankun Golden Fire' down to ensure that it won't even leave ashes." Zhu Yilong waved his hand in front of the mountain.

"Apprentices, no." Wang Kunlun was afraid that Zhu Yilong would release the Qiankun Golden Fire, so he hurriedly said, "It's enough for their mother and son to be turned into corpses, and now it hasn't harmed anyone, if you go to the 'Qiankun Golden Fire', they will completely disappear in the Three Realms." In the future, when you walk the world, you have to do it as a last resort, don't use the Qiankun Golden Fire lightly, you know? ā€

"Oh!" Regarding Master's words, Zhu Yilong still recorded them in his heart.

"Master Wang, we have everything ready." Not long after Wang Kunlun set up a formation on all sides of the coffin, the villagers who came down the mountain brought firewood, gasoline, black dog blood and other materials one after another.

"Before the sun sets, quickly pour all the gasoline into the coffin, and throw the firewood into it." Wang Kunlun said, "Put aside the black dog blood and the chicken blood first." ā€

"Did you all hear that, hurry up and do what the Heavenly Master said." The old village chief also increased his tone.

Seeing that almost all the gasoline and firewood were poured into the coffin and the golden well, Wang Kunlun picked up the lit torch and threw it inside, and then the whole person sat down and recited the mantra.

Crackling, puffs of black smoke kept coming out, and firewood and gasoline coffins kept burning in the raging fire.

As the fire burned, many curious young people gathered around, and the fear in their hearts was completely replaced by curiosity.

"My goodness, why can't it be burned?"

"You see, its skin is moving."

"This thing can't be killed, can it?"

The corpses of the mother and son in the bright red coffin were burned under the raging fire, and there was nothing at all, not even the corners of their clothes were burned.

It turned out that the female corpse kept releasing black smoke-like resentment from her body to stop the flames burning.

As the resentment in his body decreased, the bloodless pale face of the corpse actually twitched slightly, just like the appearance of human beings when they were in pain.

It seems that the effect of the raging fire is very small, and if it continues to be like this, even if the sun sets, it will not burn the corpses.

"Everybody stepped back ten meters." Wang Kunlun roared, "Hate, you are still unwilling to die, the Taoist master is so good that you don't know how to lift, so the Taoist will destroy you." ā€

Seeing that the corpse could not be burned, and then hearing Wang Kunlun's roar, all the onlookers immediately dispersed.

Don't say ten meters, twenty meters are there, and now there are only two masters and apprentices left on the edge of Jinjing, Wang Kunlun and Zhu Yilong.

Wang Kunlun quickly wrote a corpse extermination talisman with the black dog blood in the bowl mixed with the blood of the chicken, and blew it with the gangqi, and it was attached to the chest of the corpse at once.

Then after pouring the blood of the black dog and the blood of the chicken into the coffin, he took the peachwood sword from Zhu Yilong's hand, and kept reciting the corpse extermination spell in his mouth.

As Wang Kunlun's spell was added, the black resentment released from the female corpse's body gradually decreased, and slowly the corners of her clothes were already burned by flames.

As the flames continued to burn towards the woman's corpse, a huge dark cloud appeared in the sky, blocking the sunlight that was shining directly on the earth.

The flames of Jinjing were not illuminated by the sun's rays, and the corpse suddenly opened its eyeless black pupils, and the red nails of his hands were ten centimeters long in an instant, and he stood up from the coffin with a hideous appearance and jumped up.

"Bump." As soon as the corpse jumped up from the coffin, it was bounced back by the formation laid by Wang Kunlun.

"Look for death." Wang Kunlun bit the middle finger of his left hand, quickly drew a talisman on the body of the peachwood sword with blood, and waited on the edge of the golden well.

The sun was obscured by dark clouds, and Wang Kunlun knew that the corpse of the son and mother would definitely jump out, because if this opportunity was lost, it would only be burned to ashes.

Sure enough, when the corpse demon jumped out of the coffin for the third time, the surrounding formations had already lost their effectiveness, and the flags automatically broke off from it as the corpse demon jumped out of the coffin.

The moment the corpse of the son and mother jumped out, Wang Kunlun rushed forward with the peachwood sword with the talisman and fought with the corpse of the son and mother.

"Bump." Wang Kunlun dodged the corpse's claws, and the peachwood sword slapped on the corpse's head, and the corpse was beaten back into the golden well.

"Roar!" The corpse was unwilling, roared, and jumped out of the golden well to fight Wang Kunlun .......