Uncle Ming knew that Huang Xiaolian's words were right, he lifted the sleeves of the zombie up, and saw that the entire arm was full of black hair that grew several inches, and Uncle Ming was shocked when he saw it, but Uncle Ming looked at this zombie and inferred that this black zombie did not fully wake up, it was called the sleeping black zombie, last time the dog dug the grave, the black zombie was in his sleep, and the dog was left behind, and the dog was poisoned.

"This black stiffness can hurt people in your sleep, if you wake up, it will be even more powerful, this is worth it!"

Uncle Ming glanced at Huang Xiaolian worriedly, his brows were knotted, and he said, "This guy is not a black zombie, at best, it is a black and white zombie." ”

When Huang Xiaolian heard this, she was in a hurry, and shouted: "This hair is black, isn't it black and stiff?" ”

Uncle Ming took a deep breath and lifted the clothes on the zombie's body, only to see that the part of the stomach had white hair several inches long, which was in stark contrast to the black hair, and the black hair and white hair on the zombie were extremely hard, even if they were cut off with a knife.

Uncle Ming didn't know where this zombie came from, but he was sure that it must not be from the village, even if it was the ancestor in the village, he was unequivocal when he encountered this situation.

"Burn!"

Uncle Ming's face was a pair of blazing eyes, releasing endless murderous aura at this moment, only to see Uncle Ming take out a few black donkey hooves, directly thrown into the coffin, and then splashed the dog's blood in the coffin, fingers holding a charm, the internal force was fired, the sword eyebrows were raised, and the mouth recited the mantra, only to hear a bang, the entire golden coffin caught fire, the fire surrounded the golden coffin, the temperature around it slowly increased, and the entire primeval forest was also shining, shining a piece of blood red.

Uncle Ming looked at the fire that had risen from the golden coffin, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

However, things are far from being as simple as Uncle Ming thought, and what is strange is that the fire is getting smaller and smaller, from a large flame to a low small flame, and it is gradually disappearing.

When Uncle Ming saw this, he was shocked, and walked into the coffin to see that the zombies in the golden coffin had nothing to do, which also made Uncle Ming underestimate the zombies in front of him.

When Huang Xiaolian saw this, she was also frightened, thinking that she was at the grandmaster level, and she had also encountered ghosts and zombies, but this was the first time Huang Xiaolian had seen a zombie that couldn't be burned with fire, and she suddenly lost her doctrine and asked, "What should I do with the hillbilly?" ”

"This guy can't be burned with fire, it seems that the origin is not small, I don't know the real body of this guy, it's not easy to deal with, but now we don't have so much time."

After speaking, Uncle Ming pointed to the corpse talisman and ink fountain line on the golden coffin, took a deep breath, and said, "Since it can't be burned, let's make up the ink fountain line and the corpse talisman, and it should be able to suppress it." ”

Huang Xiaolian heard Uncle Ming say this, squatted down, and carefully observed this golden coffin, this golden coffin is indeed made of pure gold, in terms of craftsmanship, at least a hundred years or even a thousand years, and the identity of the person in this coffin, who is not yet clear, but Huang Xiaolian looked at the corpse pattern on the coffin, and was also worried, and said: "Hillbilly, this ink line is easy to say, you and I can play it together, but you look at the pattern of this corpse, it is not so simple." ”

Huang Xiaolian and Uncle Ming are both people who have learned the Tao method, and they are familiar with the corpse pattern, but on this golden coffin, the corpse pattern is engraved on the coffin, and the corpse pattern on it is also very strange, like an earthworm, and the ancient writing of the corpse pattern is very different from the modern one.

As far as modern times are concerned, you can write with cinnabar, but in ancient times it was different, the pen that wrote the corpse pattern had to be soaked in black dog blood for three days and three nights, and finally exposed to the sun for seven hundred and forty-nine days, in order to restrain the evil spirit on the corpse, but what people didn't expect was that because of the problem of age, the corpse pattern that was engraved would also change.

Of course, Uncle Ming knew Huang Xiaolian's worries, frowned, looked around, and said: "The yin atmosphere here is monstrous, the sunlight does not penetrate all year round, and this place has formed an excellent corpse breeding ground, and I also know that the current corpse pattern may not be able to catch up with the previous one, but if I don't want to find a way today, there will be endless troubles, so I have to give it a try anyway." ”

After Uncle Ming finished speaking, he took out a yellow talisman from his arms, on which a red talisman was painted with cinnabar, this kind of talisman is called a corpse talisman, which is to prevent the sudden transformation of dead corpses.

Uncle Ming held the corpse talisman in his hand, and put the charm in the middle of the zombie's forehead with a snap, and then smeared cinnabar on both shoulders, knees, wrists, and even the heart of the footboard, and even the zombie's mouth was stuffed with a yellow cloth full of charms.

After the corpse talisman was mended, everything was decent, Uncle Ming was taking out the ink fountain and throwing it to Huang Xiaolian, and the two had a tacit understanding to bounce the entire golden coffin onto the ink fountain line.

After doing this, a handful of iron sand was sprinkled around the grave, which means to cut off children and grandchildren, which is actually used to suppress evil.

"Alright...... It's all done, let's go. ”

When Uncle Ming said this, he was already exhausted, Huang Xiaolian also dragged his heavy body, followed behind, walking, and Huang Xiaolian also asked more: "Hillbilly, outside the bamboo forest, why are you still engaged in a five-element corpse array." ”

Uncle Ming's tired eyes were about to close, and said: "You saw the zombie just now, it's so powerful, it can't be burned with fire, you know how powerful the corpse poison in the dog is leftover, so I came to a brake and buried five corpses outside, so even when the dog has a seizure, I can't escape this bamboo forest." ”

Huang Xiaolian heard this, chuckled in her heart, and said sharply: "It's not good, where can I leave Mengmeng and Cui Zhi, I was in too much of a hurry, so I told him to leave, and these two guys are so curious, I don't know if they will cause any trouble." ”

Uncle Ming, who was even dozing off when he walked, suddenly became sleepy when he heard this, and said, "Let's go, let's go and have a look!" ”

In the bamboo forest――

Cui Zhi and I glanced at each other, and the two reached a tacit understanding and walked towards the cabin, only to see that there was a gap in the door of the cabin, and when I looked through the gap, it was dark inside, and I couldn't see anything.

Cui Zhi slowly pushed open the door, and a stench came out of the room, so Cui Zhi and I covered our reputation, and waited for the stench inside to almost fade away, and then we entered the house and found that there was a person lying on the bed.

When Cui Zhi saw this, he laughed and said: "Look at it, it turns out that Uncle Ming is really a golden house hideout, these are all people who are about to enter the loess, and they are still playing the tricks of young people, I am also drunk~"