The two of them came and went awkwardly and pulled the rice cooker off the corpse's head. What appeared in front of them was a sardine-like face, full of twists and squeezes. I don't recognize it anymore. The original shape of the human face has been turned into a cylinder, which looks slightly funny.

Lin Qiu was looking down at the corpse in front of him. also looked a little helpless, didn't know where to start, and looked up at Liu Zimo on the side. He seemed quite natural, without the fuss he had made before. glanced at the corpse and looked at Lin Qiuzheng, as if to say: Look at what I'm doing, do it. Now it was Lin Qiuzheng's turn to make a difficulty, and he pondered for a long time and thought: Okay. Now the head of this cylinder is very different from what I have learned. But since it's all like this, let's be a dead horse and a live horse doctor. He rolled up his sleeves and pursed his lips. I opened the treasure bag I carried with me, the black briefcase, rummaged through it, and took out a transparent glass jar, which looked about the size of the cup we usually use to drink water. In his right hand, he also took out a yellow-colored piece of paper filled with red scriptures. The incantation began to be silently recited. After a while, the talisman was miraculously ignited, and it was very bright.

Liu Zimo silently observed all this happening in front of him, he didn't dare to pant loudly, let alone speak. I swallowed my saliva unconsciously, and I was afraid that something supernatural would happen again.

I saw Lin Qiuzheng holding a glass in his left hand, fiddling with the ignited charm in his right hand, and muttering in his mouth: "Sanqing borrowed my Qiankun method and subdued the demons!" As soon as the words fell, Lin Qiuzheng hurriedly stuffed the half-burned talisman into the glass, and then put his hands together to raise the glass vigorously, and the mouth of the cup sucked down on the top of the corpse's head.

I saw that after inhaling the top of the corpse's head, the charm in the glass gradually turned into yellow smoke and spread in the cup. Lin Qiuzheng breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this change. It seems that even if the deformed head is still attached to the body, this method can still work. He gradually let go of his grip on the glass, which was now firmly attached to the top of the corpse's head.

After reading Lin Qiuzheng's Taoism, Liu Zimo nodded with a high opinion of himself, thinking that he understood it, and replied happily: "Master! Master! I know that. I know that. This is the cupping of Chinese medicine, my mother always gives me cupping when I usually have backache. My mom said this cupping would get wet. But why are you cupping this corpse? Can cupping get wet after death? ”

After listening to Liu Zimo's answer, Lin Qiuzheng was so angry that he almost vomited blood on the spot. Thinking of the previous use of the Seven Star Kuigang Fist to seal the five doors of the corpse, he actually said that Lin Qiuzheng was smoking a drug dealer's big mouth. At this time, the Sanqing Soul Chasing Technique was understood as helping the corpse cupping, the purpose of which was to help the corpse get wet. It's really angry and helpless. In fact, after the incident in the shopping mall, Lin Qiuzheng has been consulting the literature on Nanyang corpse control in the recent period. He found that in general, the Nanyang corpse control technique was achieved by inserting an awl-shaped object at the Baihui point on the top of the corpse's head, so as to achieve the purpose of manipulating the corpse. Therefore, Lin Qiu was planning to use the Sanqing Soul Chasing Technique to force out the things above his head. At this time, Liu Zimo, who had just finished answering on the side, saw that Lin Qiuzheng was observing the glass attached to the top of the corpse's head with a serious face, and ignored him. The corners of his mouth rose slightly, as if he could answer the teacher's tricky questions alone when he was studying at school. Otherwise, the master must have rolled his eyes or looked disgusted, thinking: Master, he must be unwilling to affirm me in person because of face. How could Liu Zimo understand Lin Qiuzheng's true thoughts and intentions. I just blindly felt that Lin Qiuzheng was a little strange, and they ran all the way to the morgue on the second floor of the basement, was it just to take off the rice cooker and then cupping the fire above his head?

Only a few seconds passed, and for a moment the yellow gas that had been in the glass seemed to have found some entrance. It rushed to the top of the corpse's head, and then seemed to be sucked into the head without a trace. Only the transparent glass and remnants of the charm ash remained. Lin Qiuzheng saw this situation, and the corners of his mouth rose, and he also looked a little proud. He knew that the gas should have been sucked into the Baihui acupoint, and then he waited to force the contents out. And Liu Zimo grew his mouth and looked surprised. Pointing to the glass, he incredulously said, "Why did the yellow gas get into his head?" Before the words fell, the corpse began to twitch irregularly, and after a few seconds, the corpse that had been twitching turned into a violent tremor, shaking the white cloth on the table to the ground. Liu Zimo saw that the corpse that had cupped the fire was actually about to start again. His instinctive legs went limp, leaning back against the corner of the table, thinking: Fuck. Finished! Here we go again, this time I didn't even bring a gun. Oh my God~ Lao Tzu just recovered from the hospital today. Then that familiar image came to his mind again - at the age of 23.

Lin Qiuzheng glanced at Liu Zimo, who was stunned on the side, and immediately made a gesture to him to express his reassurance. But at this moment, Liu Zimo doesn't seem to be able to listen so much. In a reproachful tone, he said, "Cupping, cupping...... All right. Now this thing is about to be pulled up by you. It seems that his dampness has been removed by you, master. Lin Qiuzheng listened to his tone, and only felt a little funny. couldn't help laughing out loud and responded, "Young man, don't worry. If this thing gets up again, you'll leave it to me. ”

It's okay not to speak, Liu Zimo directly raised his voice and said, "I'll give it to you?" Last time, he took off the two of us directly. If you do it again, will you still have a life? Otherwise, the rice cooker is still next to it, so don't put it on again. After saying that, he hurriedly picked up the rice cooker on the ground, squeezed it tightly in his hand, and was ready to put it back for him at any time.

Lin Qiuzheng understood that it was after the yellow gas entered the Baihui acupoint on the top of the corpse's head that he began to tremble and twitch violently. It took a moment for the corpse to fall silent. Lin Qiuzheng waved his hand at Liu Zimo and motioned for him to get closer and see what was going to happen below. Liu Zimo held the rice cooker tightly in his hand and slowly leaned his head over. Lin Qiuzheng pointed to him where the glass was. I only saw a sarcoma the size of a bean paste bag bulging out of the Xia Baihui acupoint adsorbed at the mouth of the cup. Seeing this meeting, the two of them approached and curiously observed the sarcoma bulging in the mouth of the cup. Over time, the sarcoma grew in size and was eventually punctured by fluid from the inside out.

It was also the first time that Lin Qiuzheng used this Sanqing Soul Chasing Technique to force something inserted into the corpse's head. I also feel fresh and curious, not to mention Liu Zimo, who is always ready with a rice cooker on the side. Soon a lot of liquid came out of my head and filled the glass. Lin Qiuzheng saw that it was almost over, so he pulled out the glass vigorously. The liquid in the cup was also sprinkled all around, and as soon as the liquid was sprinkled, a foul smell rushed to their nostrils. It's like a resentment that has been compressed for decades and rotten eggs is suddenly released and fills the entire morgue. Liu Zimo couldn't stand it, and he didn't even want the rice cooker and threw it aside. After freeing his hands, he hurriedly fanned his nose frantically, trying to speed up the flow of air. But it all seems to be in vain. Lin Qiuzheng couldn't manage so much. Frowning eyebrows, staring into the glass, as if looking for something. He thought to himself that according to the information he had inquired, there should be a cone inserted at the Baihui acupoint, but why didn't there seem to be anything else except for the foul-smelling liquid. Isn't this the Nanyang Necrocution? His originally clear heart was shrouded in this fog again. Lin Qiuzheng was a little reluctant to accept this result. He decided to simply pour out all the liquid in the cup. Just as the liquid in the cup was about to be poured to the bottom, he was pleasantly surprised to find a clue. There was a long hair at the bottom of the glass, and this length could be seen as a woman's hair. Lin Qiuzheng was pleasantly surprised, quickly brought a disposable head covering, took out the evidence bag, and carefully clamped the hair at the bottom of the cup into the evidence bag with tweezers and preserved it. Liu Zimo was also happy to see Lin Qiuzheng's every move, but he felt that he was about to suffocate at the moment, and he didn't have the heart to congratulate him at all. He pinched his nose and said to Lin Qiuzheng in a strange manner: "The liquid in this corpse is simply a biological weapon." I can't stand it anymore. Master, hurry up. I'm dying. Lin Qiuzheng also felt that the smell was indeed a bit cruel, and sped up the speed of packing up things. When he just wanted to push the body into the refrigerator.

"Poof!" Suddenly, I saw the body of the drug dealer sit up violently.