Looking over from the direction of the fat man, he could clearly see the light flashing in Xie Bangui's eyes: "Did he open the ghost eye?" ”

The fat man chuckled in his heart, jumped up, and grabbed the coffin in a few steps: "Brother, what are you doing?" ”

"It's a little wrong, wait until I'll take a look at ......" Xie Bangui was born in secret, whether it was out of habit or instinct, what he paid attention to was not the same as ordinary people. is like an old man, no matter whose corpse he sees, one reaction must be to look at the cause of death of the other party. Even if you know that the other party is not dying, this is a professional instinct.

Although Zhao Jinduo, who was standing nearby, said nothing, his two palms had already been held by him. Although he had verified the cause of his brother's death, he still refused to believe that Zhao Jindao would suddenly die for no reason. This is also the reason why he refused to close the coffin.

After Xie Bangui looked at it twice, he stretched out his right hand and pressed it all the way down Zhao Jindao's throat to his abdomen. When he pressed it above his navel, his palm suddenly sank into the corpse's stomach as if it had pressed a ball of cotton.

When he raised his hand, Zhao Jindao's stomach had collapsed into a large pit, and the wide Confucian shirt was loosely attached to the corpse's belly, and only when the cold wind blew, it would bulge slightly.

Zhao Jindao, who was originally serene, suddenly had a strange smile on the corner of his mouth. That scene was like someone itching him, he wanted to keep his face strained and not let the other party succeed, but then he couldn't hold it back, so he sneered.

If it's a living person, it's normal. However, Zhao Jindao is now lying in a coffin!

"What's going on?" The fat man was in a hurry.

Xie Bangui turned his head and said, "If you want to find out the cause of Jin Dao's death, you have to dissect his body, does the second brother agree?" ”

Zhao Jinduo nodded with his teeth tight, and after signaling that Xie Bangui could make a move, he slowly turned sideways. He didn't want to see his brother still being disemboweled, but his cold eyes were like two knives, looking coldly into the distance, and the murderous aura was surging out of his body uncontrollably.

"Golden Knife, offended." After Xie Bangui apologized in a low voice, he handed the oil lamp to the fat man, and he ejected the blade on the soul claw, and used the tip of the knife to pick open Zhao Jindao's clothes.

"Golden Knife, why is there only a handful of bones left?" The fat man's scream made Zhao Jinduo's heart tremble again, and he unconsciously turned to the coffin.

Zhao Jindao's skin was still shiny, but it was tightly attached to his rib bones, looking like a dried corpse that had not been completely waxed. However, there was nothing unusual about his limbs and face, and he was even a little fatter than the last time Xie Bangui saw him.

His face, hands and feet seemed to be deliberately displayed for others to see, who would have thought that a young man with a ruddy appearance and a slightly blessed complexion would have turned into a dried corpse with exhausted flesh and blood under his clothes?

Xie Bangui's sword pressed down and stabbed into Zhao Jindao's chest. The fat man suddenly exclaimed, "Stop, stop, the golden knife is not dead-"

Zhao Jinduo was startled by the fat man, and rushed to the side of the coffin with an arrow and said in a trembling voice: "What did you say? Golden Knife He ......"

"It's dead." Xie Bangui snatched the fat man's words, but the knife in his hand kept a downward cutting posture and hung on Zhao Jindao's chest. It's not that he doesn't trust his own judgment, but he doesn't want to cause unnecessary trouble.

The fat man still didn't give up: "Look at the face of the golden knife, his expression is moving. ”

At the moment when Xie Bangui took the knife, Zhao Jindao's brows suddenly tightened, and the muscles on his face twitched violently, looking like he was enduring the pain of cutting his abdomen with a steel knife.

Xie Bangui shook his head and said, "He has no heartbeat, no breathing, stiff limbs, and corpse spots. When I went under the knife, only a little black blood came out of the wound...... Do you still have the appearance of a living person? ”

"But...... However...... "fat man" "didn't say a reason for a long time."

Xie Bangui sighed and said, "I can understand your feelings. But now is not the time to be emotional, especially Second Brother Zhao, if you don't go under the knife again, you have to decide. ”

Zhao Jindao nodded vigorously with red circles in his eyes: "Let's do it!" ”

Xie Bangui dropped the knife again, and after the blade cut two inches into Zhao Jindao's chest, it suddenly pushed outward by half a point. Xie Bangui let go of the blade and let the short knife stick into the corpse's chest, turned sideways and squatted down on the side of the coffin.

From the horizontal direction, the knife he stuck in the corpse's chest was retreating from the flesh little by little.

"What's going on?" Zhao Jinduo was shocked and used the means of transmitting audio into the secret, obviously being extremely cautious.

Xie Bangui shook his head, indicating that he didn't know.

Lao Qian said in a low voice: "You see, the muscles near the blade are still rigid, and they don't even move. There was no blood foam on the knife edge, so how could I feel that something was cutting inside? ”

Just as Lao Qian said, if the knife is pierced on the living person, even if it is not pulled, it will automatically withdraw a little under the action of muscle spasm and internal pressure in the human body, and Zhao Jindao's body definitely does not have this condition now. The current situation is like Zhao Jindao has a hand in his stomach, and after feeling that something has invaded his territory, he stretches out a finger and pushes it out little by little against the tip of the knife.

"Be on your guard." Xie Bangui suddenly stood up, pressed the handle of the knife with his right hand, clasped the back of his right hand with his left hand, and pressed down violently with both palms. The blade, which was more than a foot long, suddenly stabbed more than half from Zhao Jindao's chest.

The corpse, which was still with its eyes closed, suddenly opened its eyes angrily, and its body from the chest up suddenly lifted up, and when he stood diagonally and glared at Xie Bangui, black blood splattered on his eyes, and his blood-blurred pupils were extremely cold and erected in his eyelids, which at first glance looked like a poisonous snake that was standing upright and ready to devour people.

"Press him!" Xie Bangui used another force to let the blade pierce the corpse directly into the coffin, and as soon as he nailed the upper body of Zhao Jindao to the coffin board, he listened to the strong wind in the back of his head. Xie Bangui turned his body slightly sideways, and used his shoulders to support Zhao Jindao's legs that suddenly kicked up, and the whole person suddenly leaned back, stretched out his arms and smashed the two wooden planks on the side of the coffin, and when his head hit the ground, he knocked the tail board of the coffin out of the air.

When he lay on the coffin with Zhao Jindao's legs pressed, only a bottom plate remained in the heavy wooden coffin.

Xie Bangui blocked his legs, smashed the coffin, and lay on his back in one go, and the end of his shouting fell, and he had already controlled Zhao Jindao's legs. Lao Qian, who was standing opposite him, grabbed Zhao Jindao's head and pressed his head back between pressing down violently.

"Nails!" The half-lying Xie half-ghost caught the two locking nails thrown by the fat man, raised his hand and slapped it with his back to Zhao Jindao's ankle, and the steel nails a few inches long with two sounds of breaking bones penetrated the coffin two inches through the corpse's feet, and completely nailed the lower body of the corpse to the coffin board.

As soon as Xie Bangui got up, he heard a "stab" sound that seemed to be a screeching sound when the cotton cloth was torn from opposite him. When he got up, it happened that the face-to-face of Zhao Jindao's scalpless corpse touched together.

The corpse's shoulders shook twice, and there was no further movement. Xie Bangui turned around his chest and beat the corpse back down.

Lao Qian didn't expect that Zhao Jindao's corpse would suddenly break his scalp, sit up from the coffin with a knife on his chest, and attack Xie Bangui. Holding a bloody scalp in his hand, he froze in place. The fat man reacted first, pulled out two locking nails, and nailed them into the corpse's shoulder armor between his hands: "Golden knife, is this a deception?" ”

"After the corpse, the corpse's arm can move, but his arm is useless." Xie Bangui picked up Zhao Jindao's soft arm and said, "After he sat up, he obviously wanted to reach out and pinch my neck, but his hand didn't lift up. ”

Lao Qian reached out and touched the corpse's arm: "The bones of the arm are not broken, and the tendons are intact, how can they not be lifted?" ”

"Dissect the body and you'll know." When Xie Bangui's palm pressed against the hilt again, a pleading expression appeared on the corpse's face. However, this time, no one stopped Xie Bangui from dissecting the corpse.

After Xie Bangui slashed violently from the corpse's chest to the lower abdomen, he took the Soul Absolute Claw and clasped the knife edge left and right, completely tearing the corpse's abdomen apart.

Zhao Jindao's internal organs were almost completely dried and deformed, like a layer of wax paper tightly attached to the abdominal cavity, and in the empty stomach lay a headless and bodyless, hideous facial features, which looked like a human head was stuffed into the stomach.

Two root-like tentacles stretched out from under the human head, connecting to Zhao Jindao's legs along the meridians of the human body. A tentacle on the top of the grimace's head stabbed along the back of the corpse into the depths of Zhao Jindao's skull.

After the grimace was exposed, there was a sudden whimpering cry, blood and tears flowed in his facial features, and it dried up in less than a moment, falling into Zhao Jindao's abdominal cavity like a pear.

Xie Bangui popped out the blade on his claw and returned his hand, picking it up to the top of the corpse's head along the original knife edge, breaking the corpse's head in half.

Zhao Jindao's brain had already become empty, leaving only a bunch of intertwined tentacles, serialized on his facial features: "No wonder the corpse's expression moves, all his reactions just now are controlled by this grimace." ”

Xie Bangui took a deep breath, carefully picked up the shriveled grimace, pointed to a small tentacle sticking out on both sides of the grimace and said, "The tentacles of the grimace are missing two, it should be that the two tentacles of the control arm are broken......"

Zhao Jinduo said murderously: "Is this thing that harmed the golden knife?" What is it? Is it a natural ghost, or is it something artificially created? ”

Xie Bangui, who was holding a grimace with a knife, became more and more solemn, and after a long time, he hesitated and said, "If I'm not mistaken, this thing should be a demon fetus." The demon fetus is a ghost that relies on people to absorb the essence of the human body, to put it bluntly, it is similar to being pregnant in October. This kind of thing may be naturally formed or artificially implanted. It's too early to draw conclusions......"

Zhao Jinduo roared domineeringly: "Then go and check." You are all brothers of the golden sword, and you cannot watch him go away with his grievances and die without a whole body. Finding out the murderer and breaking him into pieces is what brothers should do. I'm not good at investigating the case, but after you find out, you must tell me......"