Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Corpse Buckles the Door

When the drunkard heard my words, he immediately became anxious and wanted to explain to me.

He opened his mouth, but it was completely exposed.

The mouth was full of fangs, each about the thickness of a little finger, and two fangs hidden in the mouth, which were also exposed, shining in the moonlight.

This tooth, even if it is a wild wolf, is not as good as it.

Seeing this scene, I was frightened, but also a little lucky, fortunately I had more eyes, otherwise I would have been in danger if I let this guy in.

The old man often said that every family lived with fairies, and the demons and sneakers from outside could not get in without the invitation of the master's family.

I don't know what this fake "Qi drunkard" is, but looking at its appearance, there must be something evasive, so it can't get in.

In this way, I have something to rely on.

Carrying a stick, he asked, "What the hell are you?" Dare to pretend to be a drunkard to lie to me! ”

It was full of fangs, and at this moment it was bleeding black thick water, and it looked very disgusting, and it couldn't speak, so it could only make a sound.

I was not polite, and stood inside the door and hit it on the head with a stick.

Boom!

A sturdy stick, the guy didn't dodge, and fell straight down.

Even if a person is beaten by me like this, it is impossible to really beat him to death, and besides, he is not a human being, so it is impossible to be beaten like this.

But it lay on the ground, motionless, and it was useless for me to poke it with a stick, and it was not fake.

"Is it really dead?" I said to myself.

Anyway, I didn't dare to go out, I didn't pay any attention to it, and just locked the door.

I put down the stick, and just got back to the house, and before I could sit down, there was a knock on the door again.

I raised an eyebrow and went out again, still with a stick in my hand.

opened the door, this time it was not a drunkard outside, it became Mr. Liu, but it was the same situation as just now, but it was the same as Mr. Liu, his speech and demeanor were fundamentally different, and he didn't speak, and his mouth was closed.

If it weren't for the fact that there was still one lying on the ground, I would have thought that the one just stood up and changed again.

I scolded directly: "What the fuck are you guys, just now pretending to be a Qi drunkard, and now pretending to be Mr. Liu, do you really think I'm stupid, can I be deceived by you?!" ”

With that, another stick hit it on the head.

As before, he was killed with a stick and fell straight to the ground.

In a few minutes, there were two more corpses in front of my house, and I didn't dare to go out to see what was going on, and I felt uncomfortable in my heart.

Anyway, I don't lock the door anymore, just close it casually.

This time it was faster, and I had just turned and walked two steps when another person appeared, standing at the door and knocking.

As a result, it was "Liu Qiang" who came this time.

I still smothered him with a stick, looking at the three corpses stacked at the door, my heart began to feel a little hairy, is it difficult to continue.

He carried a stick and did not go back to the house, but stood guard at the door.

After about half a minute, another person really came, as if he appeared outside out of thin air, walked to my door in two steps, came up and ignored me, and knocked directly on the door.

This time, I didn't do it immediately, but asked helplessly: "What the hell are you guys, you can't help but fight, and you come one after another, trying to kill me?" ”

The other party kept his mouth shut and did not speak.

I still didn't do anything, I just wanted to see what it was going to do.

I saw "Liu Qiang" knock on the door for a while, and then stared at me, with a smile on his face, if he didn't open his mouth, he couldn't see the fangs inside, and he still listened to a gentle face.

He smiled at me for a while, and he played dumb riddles with me again, as if asking me to invite him in.

I really don't dare to try this.

Don't look at the first few are stuffed by me, they don't have any combat effectiveness, but if I can't parry them when I come in, it will be dangerous.

I'm not going to joke with my life.

He stood in the doorway and stared at him for a moment, but did not respond to him.

I watched his "performance" for about two minutes, and I didn't do anything, and suddenly, he fell straight to the ground, out of breath.

Now I can see that the first few were not killed by me, but they have their own problems.

I lifted the corpse with a stick, it was originally a drunkard Qi, Mr. Liu and others, but now it is not, but a strange appearance with a pale face.

It was like soaking in water for too long, causing the skin to start rotting, and maggots crawling on the eyes and mouth.

Where did these corpses come from, all of them I don't have an impression of, people I don't know at all.

Just thinking about it, there was another one, it was the appearance of another apprentice of Mr. Liu, and after coming, it was still the same old, knocking on the door, making dumb words, and then falling down by himself.

One by one, the corpses fell, and after half an hour, the corpses in front of my house were piled up into a small mountain.

When these corpses came, they all turned into some familiar people that I had seen or knew, but after they fell, they inexplicably showed their true faces, and they were all in the same state as having been soaked in water.

I'm even muttering where I got so many corpses.

"Was this snatched from the crematorium, or from the dead man's den, how could there be so many corpses?"

As soon as I finished muttering this sentence, I was startled and thought of something.

The river god weeps blood!

Mr. Liu once said that the forbidden method of the river god crying blood is used to fish out the corpses, and the method is extremely special.

During the day, the townspeople searched along the Wenshui River, but found no trace of the body.

Now that there are so many corpses in my house, if you look closely, they are still wet, obviously they have been soaked for a long time, and it can be completely explained that this is a corpse in the Wenshui River.

I don't know where in the Wenshui River there are so many corpses, but it must have something to do with the river god crying blood.

In other words, the corpse collector who performed the "River God Weeping Blood" may be near my house, and all of this was planned by him.

Now I know that for some reason, if I don't offend anyone, people will also offend me, which is clearly aimed at me, but I don't understand what the purpose of this is.

Does it do anything to get so many corpses to my doorstep?

I can't guess what the effect is, it doesn't mean that it's useless, according to what Mr. Liu said, the people who can perform the corpse fishing forbidden technique have surpassed him too much, and it can even be said that there are not many such people in the world, at least the most famous old Mr. Liu on the Wenshui River doesn't know one.

"Hey! I know you're nearby, you're the corpse digger who used the 'River God Weeps Blood' last night, I know you, please show up, if there is anything you can tell me directly, don't do these things to scare me." ”

shouted loudly, thinking that he could trick people out.

In this way, the enemy is in the dark, I am in the light, and I have no initiative, which is too passive.

But there was no movement around, except for the corpses that were still coming, no one appeared.

"Come out! I know you're there! ”

“…”

shouted several times, as long as there are people around, they will definitely be able to hear, and now they don't show up, there are only two reasons.

One is that I guessed wrong, there is no such corpse digger. The second is that the other party doesn't want to come out at all and ignores it.

I could only stand guard at the door, watching as the door of the house was blocked by stacked corpses, and there was no exit from the door, only corpses.

These corpses don't come in the house, they are outside the door, but I can't push them.

I can only watch from the sidelines.

And the Qi drunkard who left never came back, and no one came to my house in the middle of the night, so there was no helper.

It was the middle of the night, and it was almost four o'clock in the morning in the second half of the night, when the roosters in the village began to crow, and the corpses that came to them stopped.

Faced with a pile of corpses, I don't know what to do with it, but it's a pleasure to burn it, but with so many corpses, I can't stand the smell of burning.

Besides, I don't know if there is a mystery in this, so I can't move it easily.

It's best to wait for someone like Qi Drunkard or Mr. Liu to come, see if there is a problem, and then think of a way to deal with it.

I waited for another seven or eight hours, and fell asleep sitting in the doorway, awakened by the shouts of drunkards outside.

"What's going on? So many corpses? ”

"Peace, baby, are you still inside? Are you alive? ”

“...”

Hearing the movement, I also responded: "Master Qi, I'm here, I'm fine, it's just that the door was blocked by a corpse." ”

"Where did the corpse come from?" He asked again.

"I came here last night, and I don't know what's going on." After complaining, I told him what happened last night and asked him to show him what was going on.

There is a specialization in the art industry.

Qi drunkard is very deep, and his origin is mysterious enough, and what he usually shows is to look down on corpse diggers like Mr. Liu who are with corpses, but he really doesn't know much about corpse diggers.

I vaguely heard him muttering to himself outside, and then shouting at me.

"I don't know what this corpse is, but there's nothing to be afraid of, isn't it just a few corpses, if it was on the battlefield before, the mountain of corpses would be much bigger than this. Don't be afraid, push this corpse out of the inside, make a way for me to get in, and I'll find out what is going on. ”

With so many corpses, if pushed away from the outside, it might push into my house, and it is indeed the most appropriate from the inside out.

I had some scruples in my heart, but the drunkard said this, and said that he had already heard about the ghost show that night, and I was eager to know the truth.

"Okay, you wait a minute."

Then, I began to push and pull the corpses out, slowly clearing the blocked doorway so that people could at least get in and out.

There was nothing unusual about the corpses, except that they were slimy, like the mucus on the skin of a fish, and I was covered in them.

Ten minutes later, the drunkard came in through the passage I had opened.

Suddenly, I watched as his form came distorted and staggered, and my head was dizzy, and I couldn't stand on my feet, and then my eyes went dark, and I didn't know anything.