Since the first time I went through the old executioner's incident, I naturally have more trust in the effect of cinnabar mixed with black dog blood to ward off evil and restrain yin matter.

In addition, I have experienced a lot of things recently, from the old executioner to the old man in the neighboring village, and then to the matter of Brother Huzi and the marriage of the underworld some time ago, I have been constantly absorbing what my grandfather once taught me, and now, I am more comfortable in dealing with some things, and I am more confident in my own ability.

Even if the old man really got up the corpse, just the first night, and it was not buried in some big murderous place, or encountered some extremely rare murderous phenomenon, his ability was still limited. Therefore, I do not believe that if I do what I say, something big will happen.

On the way over, the only possibility in my mind was that that person was also like the third uncle, for some reasons, and did not do what I said.

Although I was prepared, when I approached the scene of the accident, I was still startled by what I saw.

At this time, we were far from entering the courtyard, but we had already seen the blood dripping along the way, and the blood stretched down a dirt road into the courtyard, and the closer we got to the courtyard, the larger and thicker the blood stained became.

"Little coffin, what the hell is going on? How so? ”

Although the old village chief of Shanhou Village was anxious, he was still able to maintain basic composure. But looking at the villagers gathered outside the courtyard in the distance, they were already all six gods and owners, with a thick panic on their faces, colliding and communicating with each other with fearful eyes, and occasionally whispering voices came, and some people had begun to point fingers at me.

I knew they might have trusted me yesterday, but when something like this happened, they inevitably began to wonder if I was too young to learn what I could do.

But now the truth of the matter has not been clarified, and all explanations are in vain. I looked at the two village chiefs with haggard faces, and decided not to let them be in danger.

"I'll go in and have a look alone, and you can stay outside."

To my surprise, Jiang Yifeng actually disagreed with my statement, "No! It's okay for them to stay outside, I'm going to go in with you. ”

"You?" It's not that I don't believe Jiang Yifeng, it's just that I don't know what the situation inside is, and I don't think there's any need for one more person to go in and take risks.

"Jiujiao, why don't you trust me so much? The old man told me to learn from you, don't try to get rid of me! Besides, it's daytime, what's there to be afraid of? ”

Jiang Yifeng has a lot of words, which makes me feel a little reasonable. And if I can have more than one helper, I'm sure it will be a lot easier. So, I nodded in agreement.

I took the lead, and Jiang Yifeng and the two of them slowly walked into the courtyard one after the other.

I was just outside the hospital, and I didn't see it very real. But as soon as I stepped into the courtyard, I saw that the dripping blood did not extend from the courtyard gate. There was blood outside the courtyard gate, and in the courtyard, from the courtyard gate to the door of the house, the entire path was full of blood.

Even in the daytime, under the sunlight, I felt that the house seemed to be shrouded in a mist, and I could not see it very clearly, and I could feel the cold wind rising from the yin qi, so it looked very strange.

I didn't know what was going on inside the house, but I was well prepared. Holding his grandfather's peachwood sword in one hand and the talisman paper to restrain zombies in the other, he gently pushed the door open.

The door was originally hidden, but when I touched it, there was a 'squeak' sound, and it slowly opened.

The thick smell of blood in the room made me take a step backwards, and I almost bumped into Jiang Yifeng, who was following me.

"Jiujiao, what are you afraid of?" Jiang Yifeng pushed me, with mockery in his tone, "Otherwise, I'd better go in first, right?" ”

I suddenly couldn't hold my face.

Although I am young, I am the grandson of the old coffin master, and I am also a professional. Where is the reason for the layman to take risks while hiding behind himself?

So, I snorted and hid my embarrassment. Then, he walked into the house.

It is a very ordinary country tiled house, with a hall house at the entrance, and a bedroom on the left and right sides.

Inside the hall, a man lay on his back on the ground, a large pool of blood under him, tightly surrounding him in the middle. I hurriedly walked over to look, but saw that the other party's neck had several extremely obvious tooth marks, and the whole body was like a broken sack, and the blood in the whole body had basically dried up. Obviously, all the essence has been sucked away.

It seems that it was really the zombies who did it.

"Wow, so ruthless? What a feud? Jiang Yifeng came up and sighed, "I'm afraid this blood has all dried up, right?" Did we run into a vampire? ”

I shook my head, "What are the vampires?" It should be true when encountering a corpse. ”

"You mean, it's the old man's corpse that has changed? And then he opened the coffin and ran away? Jiang Yifeng said strangely, "Didn't you give the cinnabar black dog blood to suppress evil spirits?" Isn't it useful? That old man is not afraid of this? ”

"No!" I'm pretty sure of this, "Something must have gone wrong." ”

I'm more and more skeptical now.

This dead man, I have seen him too, was among the people who gathered around the grave to watch the excitement, and later helped to find the old man's body. I still remember that he did receive a cinnabar black dog blood to take home, but why did this happen? It stands to reason that this is impossible!

"But what went wrong?" Jiang Yifeng asked.

I can't give a definite answer for the time being, so I can only walk towards the bedroom, hoping to find some clues inside.

The bedroom I walked into had only a single bed, and a very old man lay quietly on the bed, covered with a quilt, and looked like he was asleep.

But think about it, if you are an ordinary person, or a normal person, how can you continue to sleep peacefully after suffering such a misfortune in your own home? Besides, zombies need to make themselves stronger by absorbing people's essence blood, as long as it is a person, no matter how old or young, there is essence blood for him to suck. Since he didn't spare the young man, it meant that he was able to enter the courtyard. And since you can enter the courtyard, there is no reason to let go of such an old man who seems to have lost the ability to resist.

At this time, Jiang Yifeng had already come up. He looked at the old man lying on the bed, and obviously felt very strange. After looking at it for a while, he asked, "This old man can't be dead, right?" Otherwise, wouldn't zombies be treated differently? ”