How did this corpse come to be like this, it was still in the coffin last night.

I asked the old man, but he didn't expect him to have a strange eye, and then shook his head at me.

"Didn't you keep a vigil last night?" I looked at the old man with some surprise.

The old man scratched his head at me and smiled awkwardly.

I knew this old guy wasn't reliable.

It must have been last night that Siming came back, maybe something happened, could it be that the paper man attached to the old witch was a demon?

But the current situation doesn't allow me to think too much.

"It's broken." The old man's eyes were straight, he looked at the pigsty wide, and said, "Don't don't, don't fool around!" They must have interrupted the ritual and made your father shine in the light, and he broke it, so don't let the corpse come into contact with the earth's qi. ”

The old man was in a hurry.

In fact, there is a rule in the mountain village, the custom that the coffin cannot fall to the ground when the dead are out of the funeral, and this rule is not to let the dead come into contact with the earth.

Accidents can happen to dead people when they come into contact with the earth's qi, especially if they die unjustly, and my dad is in the ritual right now.

I hurried over to stop them, and in the white moonlight, on the beams like a cross, hung the corpse of a woman with a long tongue, her clothes fluttering, and her straight toes trampling on the forehead of a man.

The man's face was covered with corpse hair, and there was a strange figure between the beam and the corpse, I don't know how many people would become a nightmare shadow in the hearts of many people, but it should be me who was hit the most.

Uncle Zhou and his son Xiao Zhou saw that I still wanted to stop him, so I felt the sickle on the ground and rushed over, but when Xiao Zhou rushed over, I vaguely saw some white mercury on the back of his neck and arms.

The markings were still faint, but I shuddered when I saw them clearly, I knew this.

But how dare I let him come, when I stopped with something, I felt like the back of my head had been pricked by a needle, and my eyes were black in pain, and I almost fell to the ground.

Then a man with a shovel was kicked in front of me, and the old thing almost shot me to death with a shovel!

"Daddy's feet, a bunch of things that don't have long eyes." The old man came and helped me, put his hand on the back of my head, and then retracted his hand as if it had been stung by a scorpion.

I stood up in pain and asked the old man, "Do corpse spots only grow on dead people?" ”

"Aren't you talking nonsense?" The old man gave me an angry look.

I took a cool breath and didn't speak, by this time the yard was already in chaos.

In the past, when my grandmother was there, his identity and methods could still calm the scene, but I couldn't.

It's all red-eyed, there are people who are directly killed in the village fighting, and after a while, those people don't know where to pick up firewood and pile up the coffin where the old witch and my dad are lying, and they want to burn my dad.

The old man was furious, and when he saw this, he rushed into the house, found the sandblast that my father had used earlier, and saw that a man wanted to light a fire, so he hit the man's leg.

"Daddy's egg, I have to shoot you."

There was a bang, and the man fell to the ground in pain, and he screamed.

This frightened them, but they didn't expect the old man to dare to shoot, and he really had the intention to kill at that time.

"That's alive, what do you want to do! Let go of Lao Tzu, get out of here. Taking advantage of this, the old man tried to talk to them.