At this time, I followed the coffin, and I heard the coffin bearers say, "This won't be struck by lightning, will it?" ”

"I don't know, I heard that a few days ago, near the county seat, there was a village that moved the grave and let Lei split it, and the coffin was deceived at that time, and several coffin bearers were bitten to death." A man next to him pouted and muttered a few words.

Suddenly, a few men next to him wiped the sweat on their heads.

I also sweated, and said in my heart, these old brothers can't smell the smell of the coffin? If this can still deceive the corpse, it will be really terrifying.

A few of the coffin-bearers rushed out with the coffin as if they were burning their buttocks, and when they went outside, they put the coffin on the donkey cart, and these people quickly hid away.

However, it was useless to hide, and when they arrived at the cemetery, they still had to carry the coffin into the grave.

There were only two donkey carts for the funeral, one pulling the coffin and the other pulling the paper money, and they went out of the village with the funeral team.

I thought about it, hurried back to the yard, and told Lin Miao again, saying that let her stay here and stare at my grandma.

Although I haven't seen this old lady for half a day, she must be in the house, and the aunts must have left someone to accompany her, but this is an extraordinary time, and I am afraid that the 'grandfather' will come back to find trouble.

By then, it will be too late for me to rush back.

After telling me, I went out, caught up with the funeral team, followed behind, and went to the old grave of the Jiang family.

This place is not close to the village, and it took nearly half an hour to walk before I saw the grave, but the donkey pulling the cart here suddenly stopped leaving.

The coachman whipped the donkey twice, and the donkey stood there as if he were stupid, and stood motionless.

Suddenly the whole funeral procession stopped, and the people began to push the donkey cart together.

But it was useless, and the sky was getting darker and darker, and suddenly a strong wind arose.

The eldest uncle hurriedly called to the coffin bearers and told them to carry the coffin to another car.

But against the wind, I don't know if these people really didn't hear it, or if they were pretending not to hear, not only did they not come to carry the coffin, but they began to retreat in twos and threes.

The third and fourth uncles hurried into the pile and shouted at the coffin bearers.

But at this moment, the things on the paper donkey cart had been blown away by the wind, and even the donkey was like a ghost, dragging the cart board upside down.

Suddenly, these people shouted to chase the donkey cart, and as soon as my aunts saw that the funeral road was really noisy, they immediately cried and cried, and made a fuss, and for a time the road to the cemetery was full of chickens and dogs.

I followed the back of the convoy, and now I saw that the coffin was making trouble again, and I refused to leave, so I wanted to chase after it two steps, and add two more soul suppression charms to it.

But at this moment, the old black cloud above me suddenly swept through a flash of lightning.

Then my grandfather is not a heinous person, so he can't really be struck by thunder, right?

I squeezed in the crowd and jumped in front of the coffin, and when I saw that the black and oppressive old dark cloud was really about to split the coffin, I hurriedly reminded everyone to "get out of the way", and immediately hid back.

The people gathered together heard someone shouting, and they didn't know what was happening, so they scattered and ran away, but they were all far away from the donkey cart with the black coffin.

No matter where you run, it's always right to spread out.

I thought so, but I didn't have to go far when this bolt of lightning struck me directly on a big tree next to me.

Immediately, the tree was scorched, and most of the forks fell and fell to the ground.

I was startled, and when I looked back at the coffin far away from me, I thought to myself, is this the wrong person?

But when I turned back, I saw the thunder come down and hit the coffin again.

In the blink of an eye, the lid of my grandfather's coffin was split.

Before the lid of the coffin, which had been split in half, fell to the ground, another bolt of lightning struck me.

Isn't this too casual? Are you going to hack me, or are you going to hack my grandfather? Poisonous?

I dodged and ran wildly to dodge, and the lightning struck directly into the clearing, and then, the thunderclouds in the air suddenly stopped, and even the cold wind swept over the ground was much weaker.

I looked back at the coffin, and suddenly the pouring rain was falling, and there was no one near the donkey cart that was pulling the coffin.

Whether it was the one who came to carry the coffin, or the coachman, or the funeral person, even my aunts and uncles were scared away.

I reached out and pulled out the Heavenly Spear from my canvas pocket, shook it off, and ran towards the coffin.

When he was about to get closer, a big bruised-purple swollen hand suddenly stretched out from the coffin, and this hand stretched out and grabbed the coffin.

Is it really a corpse?

But looking at the state of this hand, the corpse should have begun to decompose, this zombie and a human are actually similar, and the body function is too badly damaged, and it will definitely not be able to move.

It's like a puddle of mud, how can you stand up?

I took two leaps and stabbed the spear into the coffin.

I stabbed the spear first, and sure enough, the corpse in the coffin quickly sat up in the next second.

Not only had this corpse grown a large number of corpse spots, but it was also very swollen, but he was indeed a corpse.

On Grandpa's blue and purple puffy old face, the wrinkles were stretched out a few points, and the eyelids were so swollen that he couldn't see the eyeballs anymore.

This is my grandfather's corpse, although I haven't seen this old man, but there are still some fantasies in family affection, I didn't expect that the first time I met, he had become a corpse, and he still looked so terrifying.

The rain crashed on the ground, and the sound of countless water droplets splashing made my ears a little swollen, and my brain was confused for a while.

The spear in his hand was handed out, and the moment the corpse sat up, the tip of the spear pierced the corpse's head.

If the swollen head had been pierced by a spear, the picture would ......

I subconsciously closed my eyes, but the next second the spear in my hand paused, but I didn't feel the smooth penetration of the spear through the skull.

When I opened my eyes suddenly, I was shocked.

The corpse raised its hand and grabbed the spear in my hand.

What the is going on? This corpse has decomposed like this, the thing must not be visible, can you still hear the wind?

At this distance, even if you can smell my breath, you can't catch this spear so precisely.

I was surprised, but I couldn't panic at this time, and when I saw the corpse grasping the spear and twisting its head in my direction, I raised my hand and picked it hard, trying to pull the corpse out of the coffin.

But as soon as I strained my hand, the spear bent violently, and the next second I couldn't pick up the corpse, but I picked the corpse's arm away with a bang.

The spear bounced and straightened, and the tremor that followed it made my arms tingle.

What the is going on? Isn't this a corpse?

In the torrential rain, the slight hum of the spear did not stop, and I looked at the corpse with the severed arm sitting in the coffin, but the corpse did move.

And it can hold my spear, this corpse has a bit of strength, but why is this arm broken by my 'gently' pick?

Normal zombies, no matter what their attack power is, most of these corpses are solid, which ......

Could it be that my grandfather was borrowed by a ghost?

But what kind of stupid ghost is this? How could anyone borrow the old man's corpse, and this corpse has already rotted, and it can't exert the strength of this ghost at all.

Thinking back to the cold touch on the coffin before, as well as the lightning strike of the black clouds, I feel that the contents of this coffin must be more than just a ghost borrowing a corpse.

After a moment of stunned, the corpse with a broken arm in the coffin suddenly stood up, facing in my direction, not moving, and did not come out of the coffin, I only felt that the rainstorm was getting heavier and heavier, and I couldn't open my eyes a little.

Just as I was trying to see clearly, the corpse suddenly collapsed, and at the same time a cold breath swooped down on me.

What the is this...... Evil spirit?

I was shocked, I panicked instantly, this is not a zombie, it is not a ghost, it is a bad luck, it is a curse, it is a grandmother's, how can you hide?!

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