For the next period of time, in addition to practicing Taoism and Divine Soul at night, Zhang Ming was accompanied by Hongyou.

After half a month like this, Zhang Ming's Dao cultivation has already achieved a small success, some rune paper can basically be drawn, some tricks can also be pinched, and a lot of Dao Qi is stored in his body.

In addition, the divine soul is also getting stronger and stronger, and the whole person is somewhat reborn compared to before.

That night, I was supposed to go home after work and prepare to cultivate.

But he received a call from Huang Mao, Zhang Ming was very puzzled, although he made friends with the two of them, but he rarely contacted him, why did he suddenly call tonight?

After answering the phone, Huang Mao first asked a few questions.

Subsequently, he asked Zhang Ming if he was free.

Zhang Ming asked what was going on, and he heard Huang Mao say:

"Master took over a job, tonight in Xishan to help people guard the corpse, he can't go if he has something, the fat man and I think it's a bit boring for the two of us to go, just call you together."

"Corpse guard?" It was the first time that Zhang Ming had heard that the corpse guard had to be guarded.

The general corpse guard should be a person who has died, put it at home to prepare for the funeral, and let the relatives guard it at night, how can someone be asked to guard it?

"That's it? Why do you want me to be with you? Zhang Ming thinks that it shouldn't be that they are bored.

"Hehe, in fact, that person died strangely, and the family didn't dare to guard the body, so they invited us to go. Master also said that the corpse is prone to corpse transformation.

We're a little afraid that if we can't deal with the corpse, we know that you are all the way with us, so we want you to accompany us......"

Hearing Huang Mao say this, Zhang Ming became interested and said, "You guys come and pick me up!" ”

After hanging up the phone, he looked at the dozens of yellow runes, peach wood swords and copper coin swords painted on his desk, smiled, and took them all out of the door.

He has been learning Taoism for half a month, and he has long wanted to try his skills, and he will not let go of such a good opportunity tonight.

Not long after leaving the community, the fat man came in his broken taxi that he didn't know how many hands he had.

This thing is estimated to have been collected by him for seven or eight thousand yuan, and it sounds like a tractor when it is driven......

After getting into the car, Huang Mao saw that Zhang Ming had brought so many talismans, and said in surprise:

"You drew all of these?"

"Just kidding, or else you drew it?" Zhang Ming rolled his eyes.

Huang Mao suddenly said with envy: "High talent is good, it's only been a long time, I have taught myself to draw so many talismans, it's amazing." ”

Zhang Ming smiled sneeringly, and then the fat man stammered:

"I see... I see, your current Dao cultivation is estimated to be and... It's pretty much the same as us. ”

"Presumably, I hope there will be a corpse tonight...... Hehe...... "Zhang Ming said.

The fat man and the yellow hair glanced at each other, and there were some strange looks in their eyes.

The car drove for about twenty minutes and arrived at the bottom of a remote mountain.

This city of Ning, itself is a mountain city, with mountains on all sides.

The mountain outside the outskirts of the western city is the western mountain.

It is relatively remote, most of the places belong to the development area, and there are many old houses living at the foot of the mountain.

But don't underestimate these old houses, when you wait for development, the demolition cost is quite a lot.

The car drove to the bottom of the West Mountain, and there were not many residents here.

After the three of them got out of the car, they took Zhang Ming to one of the old houses.

The house is lined with white cloth and cypress branches, with white couplets on both sides, and circles around it.

There were three people waiting outside the room at the moment, one of them was a middle-aged couple and a young man of twenty-seven or eight.

When they saw Zhang Ming and the others coming, they immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Then a middle-aged man of fifty years old stepped forward and said:

"Is it Zhang Cripple's apprentice?"

"Yes, our master has something, let's come!" Huang Mao said.

Only then did Zhang Ming know that their master was also surnamed Zhang, and he was still a lame.

The middle-aged man nodded and said, "Okay, then I'll leave it to you here?" The night was long, and there was food and wine prepared in it, and I was tired. ”

With that, the family of three left in a hurry, without even some extra explanations.

Zhang Ming was a little puzzled, is this still the death of his family? If you don't guard the corpse, forget it, and leave in such a hurry?

But the man is gone, and it's useless for him to wonder.

The three of them looked around, there was an old house at the foot of the remote mountain, and there were basically no people living in it.

Most of them went to work in the city or bought new houses, and the old houses were left to be demolished.

Looking at it, an old house, the door of this house is open, and the inside is arranged into a mourning hall, which is very strange and panicked.

"Let's go!"

The more weird it was, the more excited Zhang Ming became.

Anyway, he doesn't have to be afraid, his girlfriend is a ghost emperor, all the ghosts and evil in this world, who can make him afraid?

The three of them entered the mourning hall together, and there was a small room on the left side of the mourning hall, where a sumptuous meal was indeed prepared, as well as liquor and beer.

It is estimated that the preparation of wine is to give courage to the bold.

The fat man couldn't help but see a table of delicacies, and said, "It's still a long time, let's eat something now!" ”

Zhang Ming and Huang Mao sat down, ate some peanuts first, and chatted for a while.

At about eleven o'clock in the evening, Zhang Ming looked at the mourning hall and said:

"It's almost eaten, and I haven't seen this corpse yet, let's go, let's take a look."

"This just... Don't want it, what's so nice about the corpse... Look~" said the fat man.

"Let's go!" Zhang Ming pulled him, and the three of them walked towards the coffin in the mourning hall.

In front of the coffin is an offering table with offerings and incense sticks, as well as a black and white photograph.

It was a young and beautiful girl, probably seventeen or eighteen years old.

"She died at such a young age, she died young, but she didn't expect her parents to have the heart and give her a funeral. Normally, it is not a funeral to die young. Huang Mao said.

As he spoke, he had already walked to the coffin, but the coffin lid had not yet been covered, and the coffin would be sealed after the funeral.

As they got closer, all three of them also looked inside the coffin.

After a person dies, he will wash his body before putting on the coffin, wear the clothes or shrouds he likes in front of him, and put on makeup before putting them in the coffin.

In this way, it is also to let the deceased go decently.

So the three of them didn't have much fear, and set their eyes on the coffin.

But at this look, the three of them were so frightened that cold sweat broke out on their backs!

I saw that in the coffin, there was indeed a female corpse lying at this moment.

It's not that the appearance of the female corpse is terrifying, it's just that the eyes of the female corpse are actually open at this moment!

Even if you are mentally prepared, even if you think about it, you may see a dead face that has been disfigured by a car or jumped off a building and broken.

But he never expected to see a dead face that was extremely beautiful, but his eyes were open......

"This ...... How do these eyes ...... It's not closed! "The fat man stuttered even more!

Huang Mao swallowed and said, "How do I know, fat man, you close her eyes." ”

"I... No, you... Here you go! The fat man shook his head vigorously.

Huang Mao looked at Zhang Ming again, Zhang Ming felt that he couldn't be ashamed, so he stretched out his hand and slowly stretched out towards the dead man's face in the coffin!