Zhang Ling ran there and found that there was no movement in the coffin. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 But the surrounding villagers were holding hoes, sickles and other tools in their hands, all of them were far away from the coffin, and they all looked at it nervously.

"Zhang Ling, come here!" Erniu held a shovel in his hand and shouted at Zhang Ling.

Zhang Ling didn't expect that Erniu actually came down from the mountain, presumably to attend the funeral of the old drunkard, after all, it was a village.

"What just happened?" Zhang Ling ran to Erniu's side and asked.

Erniu took out a cigarette and lit it, saying that it was really strange, just now he saw the coffin shaking violently, and he could hear a roar.

"Not only that, but the coffin just now was still emitting black smoke, it's too scary." The village chief's daughter-in-law on the side said.

The village chief is in his fifties, just married a daughter-in-law last year, and is only in his twenties, and today he is wearing a yellow miniskirt with two big white legs showing underneath, which seems to be specially prepared for someone.

There are so many people standing here, but no one dares to step forward.

One of the old drunkard's distant nephews was also urging everyone not to come closer, and said that his brother would drive to the town to ask for a mage and would be back soon.

In this way, it was not until it was close to noon that the nephew of the old drunkard got out of the car with an old man with sunglasses.

The old man had a mustache and a cane in his hand, Zhang Ling secretly wondered if this could be a blind man, this thing could also be called a mage?

The people in the neighborhood called the old man Wu Banxian, and it is said that he killed zombies when he was young.

Wu Banxian got out of the car and ran towards the coffin, shouting: "It's not good, it's not good, this matter is a big problem." ”

As he spoke, he took out a yellow talisman from his pocket and pasted it on the lid of the coffin, then took out the ink fountain and one of the old drunkard's nephews and flicked the ink line on the coffin.

After finishing, Wu Banxian wiped the sweat from his forehead and said that it was finished, and the coffin could be buried.

Zhang Ling felt a little disappointed, just play some ink lines on the surface of the coffin? I thought I could see a battle between humans and corpses, but it ended in such a hurry.

"Cut, this Wu Banxian must be a charlatan, he can't see such a simple question, and he actually told them to be buried with peace of mind." Murong Wan'er in her body began to sneer.

Zhang Ling was stunned for a moment, and then said to the female ghost: "Wan'er, when did you run into my body." ”

"Hmph, it's rude, how old are you, you actually call me Wan'er." As he spoke, the female ghost came out of Zhang Ling's body, then sat on his shoulder, and twisted wildly at his ear.

Zhang Ling screamed, but he was still unconvinced, and said angrily: "Who said that I am small, if you want to try it one day, it will definitely make you cry!" ”

"You....... Rogue. Murong Wan'er blushed, then took out the whip and whipped him wildly.

Zhang Ling screamed again, shouting sister, eldest sister, I don't dare.

The second cow next to him looked at Zhang Ling as if he was looking at a ghost, and then asked Zhang Ling with a smile Who is this sister, so obscene!

At this time, Zhang Ling reacted, it turned out that only he could see this female ghost.

Murong Wan'er was tired, and sat on Zhang Ling's shoulder and shook her pair of big white legs, Zhang Ling's teeth itched, and she really wanted to pump her big white legs.

Bang bang bang.

"Oh yes, Wan....... Sister Female Ghost, according to what you just said, is there anything wrong with the coffin? Zhang Ling asked.

"Of course there's a problem, and something big is going to happen." Murong Wan'er said with a smile, as if she was still immersed in the pleasure of beating Zhang Ling just now.

"Cut, Wu Banxian just said that it was okay, what big thing could happen." Zhang Ling whispered, for fear of angering the female ghost again and causing a beating.

"Believe it or not, we'll see." The corners of Murong Wan'er's mouth suddenly hooked up with a sly arc.

After twelve o'clock in the afternoon, thirty strong men from the village gathered together to carry the coffin for burial, but when they lifted the coffin, they were surprised to find that the bottom of the coffin was gone, and a rectangular black pit appeared under the coffin, and black smoke was still emitting from the outside.

These big men don't look strong, but they will all be scared to the point that their legs are weak, and they are shouting and screaming.

The bottom of the coffin was gone, and the body of the old drunkard naturally fell into the pit.

Wu Banxian's face turned black as soon as he brushed it, and his facial muscles twitched constantly.

The old drunkard's nephew asked Wu Banxian what to do, why was the body gone.

Wu Banxian scratched his head and said that the quality of this coffin was not good, and the bottom of the coffin could actually fall, and the corpse must have fallen into the pit below.

Hearing him say this, Zhang Ling couldn't help but laugh, thinking that no matter how bad the quality of this coffin was, it would never smash a pit underneath.

Wu Banxian saw Zhang Ling laughing, and felt that he was slapping his face, he raised the cane and pointed at Zhang Ling and asked, "Boy, what were you laughing at just now?" ”

Murong Wan'er put her small mouth to Zhang Ling's ear at this time and whispered, "There are monsters in that pit, I can't kill all of you in the village." ”

Zhang Ling was so frightened that he trembled, but Wu Banxian thought that this Zhang Ling was intimidated by him, so he sneered and said that the body of the old drunkard had fallen into the pit, and he was fished out and reburied in a coffin.

After speaking, the nephews of the old drunkard were about to go down to the pit, and Zhang Ling hurriedly stepped forward and said that he couldn't go down.

"Boy, don't find fault." Wu Banxian pointed at Zhang Ling and said angrily.

Zhang Ling was stunned for a moment, then waved his hand and said, "I didn't find fault, it's just that there are indeed monsters in this pit that can kill people." ”

When Wu Banxian heard this, the corners of his mouth suddenly twitched, and he said: "Even if there is really a monster that wants people's lives, it will be up to me to destroy it." ”

As soon as the words were spoken, the surrounding villagers boiled over as they saw a shriveled and swarthy hand come out of the pit. Then there was a gust of yin wind blowing around, and with a miserable scream, Zhang Ling saw the widow Wang swept into the pit from the yin wind.

Widow Wang was wearing a long white dress today, and when the wind blew up, her red panties were exposed.

The villagers were afraid, saying that it must have been done by an old drunkard, who was naturally lustful and would take his old friend with him when he died.

It wasn't long before the widow's body was projected out of the pit again, but it was noticeably much more shriveled.

Some bold young men wanted to get close to the widow to see if she was dead, in fact, they wanted to take advantage of the opportunity, after all, the widow was usually coquettish.

But the widow rose from the ground herself, and the first thing people saw was a shriveled and distorted face.

The widow Wang was sucked dry of the blood on her body by something, and her body shrank a lot, and the loose long skirt on her body actually fell off, and only the red underwear was left on her body.

Erniu smacked his lips and said that this widow is really sassy, and the bra is actually red.

It's just that the current widow of the king can't make people have any desires.

The widow's eyes turned black, and the nails on her hands grew long, and she began to move towards the villagers.

Wu Banxian took the crutch in his hand and stabbed at the shriveled chest of the widow Wang, but the crutch broke all of a sudden, and the widow Wang stretched out her hand and gave Wu Banxian a slap.

Wu Banxian fell to the ground, and immediately felt dizzy, then got up and ran, shouting in his mouth: "Mom, the corpse has changed, and it is going to kill!" ”

"Cut, what kind of thing mage, when you encounter danger, you actually run away first, it's a shame for our industry." Murong Wan'er stood in front of Zhang Ling, her brows furrowed slightly, and she said.

"Oh, don't be emotional, tell me what to do now? You can't just watch our whole village get killed by this thing, can you? Zhang Ling was also anxious at this time.

"Hmph, isn't it just a little zombie, what's all the fuss, just leave it to you." As she spoke, Murong Wan'er took out a small yellow talisman from her pocket and handed it to Zhang Ling's hand.