The corpse shook in the coffin, and the hands, feet and body used force together, shaking the coffin board to a "creak", like it was really like a dead person was resurrected and could crawl out of the coffin in the next second.

"Ahh

Where had Yu seen such a terrifying scene, she let out a weak cry, her feet were limp to the side, and she couldn't move anymore. Zhao Zimai, who was standing behind, was no better than her, he felt dizzy for a while, and then, a white light rose in his head, if he didn't hold on to the wall in time, he would probably pass out to the ground like Yu.

Seeing this, Mu Xiaowu hurriedly glanced at Mu Cripple, the ancestors and grandchildren walked under the green plum tree together, Mu Cripple will be helped up, and Mu Xiaowu deftly pasted the yellow talisman between his middle finger and index finger on Gu Yuming's forehead.

"How did you die?"

After Shen Sheng asked these words, the corpse in the coffin suddenly became quiet, Gu Yuming was facing up on his back, his eyes wide open, staring blankly at the lead-gray sky above.

Just when several people thought that Mu Xiaowu's talisman had worked, a pair of hands that were burned so that they couldn't make out the shape suddenly poked out of the coffin, grabbed the edge of the coffin several times, and finally grasped it steadily, and stood up straight.

"Yuming"

Yu Shi looked at her unrecognizable husband, and couldn't help but call out his name, but her feet were frustrating backwards, because Gu Yuming had now leaned out half of her body, and her two hands were propped up on the ground, looking like she was about to crawl towards her.

"Gu Yuming," Mu Xiaowu said sharply after pasting a yellow talisman on the Fengchi acupoint behind his head, "embroidering back your soul is to avenge your grievances, if you want to cross the line with this, don't blame me for being polite." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, Gu Yuming turned his head towards her, so fast that everyone in the courtyard heard a "clatter" sound of a broken neck bone. This voice is so clear, not to mention Zhao Zimai and Yu's family, even Mu Cripple was so frightened that he trembled, and his mouth "tsk", "It's all so dead, and you're not reconciled, why do you say you're so shocked, hurry up and say that the murderer is serious." ”

Gu Yuming seemed to hear this, because he slowly turned his head again and looked in the direction of Mu Cripple, and the unwillingness and anger in the two bulging eyes seemed to slowly melt away, turning into a heart-piercing pain.

He raised one arm and swung it forward slowly and stiffly, a disgusting "grunt" in his throat, as if he had been stuck in phlegm.

"Who? Who is it? Mu Xiaowu squatted down, ignoring the stench emanating from Gu Yuming's body, and lowered his head, trying to hear his words clearly.

A biting gust of wind swept from behind, mixed with cold snow particles, and smashed on the coffin, making a strange sound of "ding, ding, ding, ding", like a string of wind chimes blown by the wind.

"Xiao Wu."

When she heard Zhao Zimai's frightened shout, Mu Xiaowu knew that it was too late, because she found that the thing that had been lying in ambush in the shadows had come behind her, and the cold breath even blew on her neck.

She smelled the smell of burnt meat

Mu Xiaowu didn't look back, and she didn't have time to turn back, but a slender copper needle suddenly appeared in her hand, holding her breath and concentrating, her fingers moved slightly, but her arm was secretly exerting force, and threw the copper needle towards the gray shadow behind her.

She didn't know if she could embroider it, but she knew that the moment the copper needle was thrown, she had a chance to escape. So, the person and the needle moved almost at the same moment, Mu Xiaowu jumped forward lightly, escaped from Gu Yuming's side, and rolled on the ground twice before standing on one knee and looking back.

She wanted to see what it was that meant to sneak up on her, but before her eyes could keep up with her brain, she heard a howl from Mu Cripple in her ears. Mu Xiaowu calmed down and forced himself to calm down, and then he finally saw the scene in front of him clearly.

Gu Yuming's charred body was covered with a gray shadow, trembling, like a huge worm. The shadow's head seemed to have completely penetrated into Gu Yuming's body, swinging left and right a few times, and suddenly raised, pulling out another transparent shadow.

It turned out that its target was not itself, but Gu Yuming

The copper needle was stuck in the monster's round head, and it shook violently a few times with its violent movements, and then it was thrown out and fell to the ground, and the white light on the needle dissipated.

"Xiao Wu, what should I do?" Now it was Mu Cripple and Yu Shi who were closest to the monster, and he watched the copper needle being thrown out, so frightened that his soul was not possessed, and he trembled and asked Mu Xiaowu for help. Mu Xiaowu took a sip, reached out and grabbed it into the collar, and took out a red thread wearing five ancient coins. These five square hole treasure coins are not large, and they can be easily held in the palm of one hand. But they all looked a little old, and each one was decorated with green, yellow, and red rust, as if they had just been fished out of a shipwreck in the tomb.

"This is the Five Emperors Money?" Zhao Zimai guessed a rough idea at a glance. The so-called five emperor coins are ancient coins minted during the reigns of the five emperors Shunzhi, Kangxi, Yongzheng, Qianlong and Jiaqing. Because it gathers the qi of heaven, earth and people, plus the wealth of hundreds of schools, it has the function of towning, dispelling evil, and warding off evil spirits. It is both a spiritual weapon and a magic object, bringing together the yang energy of a hundred schools of thought, which can resist evil ghosts.

However, Zhao Zimai always felt that the five copper coins in Mu Xiaowu's hand were a little different from the ones he had seen, they were too old, they were all a little damaged, and the gaps on the edges were clearly visible even in the dark. But even so, the surface of the five copper coins still faintly flashed with a faint light, penetrating the patina and illuminating Mu Xiaowu's small palm.

However, before he could see it clearly, Mu Xiaowu suddenly took a step forward and threw the coin in his hand towards the gray shadow that was still lying on Gu Yuming's body.

The copper coin drew five beautiful arcs in the air, and landed beside Gu Yuming accurately, making a few crisp "bang" sounds. This voice was like a smash in Zhao Zimai's heart, stirring the blood all over his body to boil.

But the next moment, he felt a sudden gust of cold wind rushing in front of him, with the smell of burnt grass leaves.

Zhao Zimai felt nauseous, and even his temples jumped suddenly.

He hung his head, and the next moment, he cried out "ah", because the gray shadow was crookedly coming towards him, and ten short fingers were still a few inches away from touching the corners of his robe.