To say that this Zhong Kui looks like I am also stunned, but I can't care so much about that situation at that time.

I took a deep breath.

Master Zhong Kui has offended a lot, but now that people's lives are at stake, the little ghost can only beg you to come forward. The moment I saw the gray soul of the little coffinmaker about to be pulled out of my body, I suddenly got up from the table.

Although my legs are still weak at this time, after all, the attention of these two "people" is no longer on me. I straightened up and threw myself straight at the door, and although my legs fell limply on the door, my hand also pulled off the red cloth that covered the idol.

Suddenly, the image of Zhong Kui's sinister aura appeared in front of everyone, and the incomparable aura was a sense of urgency in the hearts of ordinary people, but for us evil things, this aura was the pressure that made us prostrate on the ground motionless.

At that time, the hairs on my body stood on end, and I couldn't move when I was lying on the ground, and at this time, the "person" also stopped in an instant. According to rumors, this old man Zhong Kui does not belong to the category of Yin Soldier Soul, but belongs to the category outside the Six Realms.

We said before that people die as ghosts and ghosts die as deaf, and it is rumored that this Zhong Kui is the deaf of this crow country. Therefore, the evil aura emanating from his body can make all the dead souls succumb, and this kind of blood suppression from the bones is like a mouse meeting a cat.

And those two "people" are also evil things to put it bluntly, when Zhong Kui appeared to the saint, those two "people" suddenly crawled on the ground in fear for a hundred years and couldn't move. At this moment, the little coffin-maker shook his head, slowly got up from the ground, stumbled up to me, and took three incense sticks and inserted them into the incense burner.

"Master Zhong Kui appeared as a saint, and the junior Zhang Xian thanked him again."

With that, the little coffin-maker also knelt on the ground and bowed three times in a proper manner. When he was done, he got up from the ground, turned to me and said, "That's right, you are the joint in my hexagram." ”

"What do you mean?"

"The mountains and mountains are Henglan Pass, the water is staggering since the water is broken, and the golden boots and arrows are needed to pass the pass, and the joints are free in the water."

With that, the little coffin-maker gently subdued me. Interestingly, when he lifted me up with his hand, I immediately felt a warmth coming, and then the invisible feeling of oppression gradually disappeared.

"As early as the first few days, I calculated that there would be a calamity of life and death today, but there is an extremely important joint in the tribulation, and in the hexagram, this joint is yin in the water, so when I see you, I know that this calamity can be overcome."

At this time, the two "men" were still prostrate on the ground and motionless, while the little coffin maker stood beside them and asked, "Where did you two come from?" ”

"If you want to kill, you have to listen to the respect, anyway, you have to die if you say it or not...... It's a little more painful to die at your hands. ”

"Oh? In other words, you were instructed to come here and deliberately harm me? ”

Just as the little coffin maker was interrogating these two "people", one of the male corpses suddenly widened his eyes. He was still lying on the ground, but his hands were clutching his neck, as if someone was holding a rope around his neck.

But at this time, there was no one else in the house except the four of us, and there was no way that there would be no soul in the house with Zhong Kui in charge. When the little coffin maker saw this, he was about to go forward to inspect it, but the man who had just stepped forward suddenly raised his head to the sky and screamed, and then lay on the ground without moving.

I suddenly sighed in my heart, can this corpse of his uncle still strangle himself? The only way for this normal person to strangle himself is to hang himself, but this person in front of him is already a corpse.

The little coffin maker crouched beside the man's corpse, ripped open the back collar of his coat with his hand, and saw a red mark in the shape of a plum blossom. At this time, the red mark was surrounded by bruises, and it felt like someone had smashed it in this position.

And when the little coffin maker saw the male corpse, the female corpse suddenly had similar symptoms. At this time, the little coffin maker was quick to tear open the clothes behind her, and saw that there was also a plum blossom red mark on her back.

At this time, bursts of black mist poured out of the plum blossom's mouth like a pressure cooker, and the little coffin maker saw this, biting his middle finger and the blood was directly on that position. In an instant, the black mist stopped spewing, and the female corpse stopped struggling.

She was lying on the ground and looking very pitiful, and the little coffinmaker pulled out a piece of yellow paper from the table next to her and pressed it against the back of her neck.

"If you want to live, you have to press it yourself."

The female corpse nodded slightly, then reached out and pressed the yellow paper on the back of her head. At this time, the little coffin maker found an incense burner, a handful of cinnabar, and some incense burners, paper money, or something. He took some well water from the yard, and while taking the well water and cinnabar, he said, "Well, there is still hope for life." ”

She ...... Isn't she already out of breath? ”

He looked up at me and smiled, "Have you ever heard of a corpse?" ”

I shook my head.

"A wandering corpse is a person whose soul has not left the body in time when he dies, but the body has died, which is what people often call the living dead."

"The living dead? Can it still be like this? ”

"Although they have their own consciousness and will not become zombies, but after all, their bodies are dead, and all their functions have begun to slowly deteriorate, in order to ensure that their bodies do not decay, they have to suck the yang fire of others and maintain the integrity of their bodies."

I looked at the female corpse lying on the ground and asked, "What about that......?" Then he's also a corpse? ”

The little coffin maker shook his head and continued, "Strictly speaking, she is not a wandering corpse, although she has the characteristics of a wandering corpse, her soul is still complete, so there is still a possibility of living again. ”

At this time, the little coffin maker was holding a huge brush in his hand, dipped in the cinnabar water, and wrote and drew on the ground, and he was writing and chattering.

"If you want to live a few more years, press me tightly, I feel your yin qi leaking out."

At this time, the female corpse lying on the ground had a black line on her face, and muttered in a low voice, "This action has been maintained for so long...... You're not tired. ”

The little coffin-maker ignored him, and after drawing the pattern on the ground, he let her climb in on her own. Then the little coffin maker covered the statue of Zhong Kui with a red cloth again, and lit two red wax sticks in front of the female corpse.

"Next, I'm going to recite the Soul Fixation Mantra, don't let go in the process, no matter how uncomfortable your body is, once you let go, it's really useless."