A young man in a short coat tiptoed to the top of the mountain,

"Hey, dead rat?"

The young man looked disgusted, raised his foot and shook it, and looked into the distance by the moonlight, "Phew, there are so many dead rats!" ”

The mass graves and graveyards were originally a paradise for rats and other carrion eaters, but at this time, they were like taking rat medicine, and their stomachs were out of breath.

"Evil Gate"

The young man rubbed his hands, and just wanted to turn his head, but his heels were raised but it was difficult to put it down: "The evil sect is rich and rich?" ”

What if you get rich?

He trotted along the mouse carcass, finally stopping in front of the two coffins.

One coffin was in the dirt pit, the other in the weeds.

He has only just started to find the dragon and touch the gold, his ability is not big but his heart is very careful, there are centipedes and mice around the coffin on the ground, but the coffin in the pit is full of animal corpses.

"Walking by the river all day long, how can you not get your shoes wet? After making this ticket for dinner, quickly withdraw, withdraw! ”

The rat poisoned and died, indicating that the things in the coffin next to him were not simple, and the young man who was going to open the coffin and grope for two dollars suddenly changed his target.

The broken coffin had no nails, and the coffin lid was pushed open by his gritted teeth, and a corpse smell came to his face.

"Bah!!"

He spit three mouthfuls of saliva in a row, and only when the smell dissipated did he dare to open his mouth to speak: "My brother's name is Wangcai, and I don't have any money to cook today, so I have to take your brother under a knife, hehe, make this dead man's fortune." If there's something that alarms your brother, you can't see it. ”

After casually speaking, Wangcai raised his hand and grabbed the corpse's mouth.

"Damn, a bad tooth!"

The buried corpse generally has jade in its mouth, and the poor will also use copper coins, and the ocean seals the mouth of the dead, and the coffin thrown in the mass grave cannot be a rich master, but he didn't expect that there was nothing in his mouth.

Ordinary poor people are either cremated or buried in a straw mat, and those who can afford to wear funeral clothes in coffins are at least ordinary people, and the funeral goods must not be empty, which is a rule handed down by the older generation.

Now that the coffin is empty, most of them are coming to work first.

Wangcai's nose shrank, gritted his teeth and grabbed the zombie for a while.

From the shoulders to the arms, the calves to the crotch, I touched everything I could, and I didn't get anything out of it.

"Poorer than me!"

Wangcai jumped on the coffin without believing in evil, bent down and grabbed the corpse, his feet trembled, and his body was thrown up like a rag, and his head "clattered" against the bottom of the coffin.

Not to mention really making him shake something out.

A piece of crushed jade.

Throwing the corpse aside, Wangcai smiled and grabbed the broken jade and wiped it with the corner of his clothes, facing the moon above his head, and emitting a bright green light, it should be a baby: "I take back what I said just now, your brother is still quite rich." ”

"Today's harvest is good, and this piece of jade can also be used as an heirloom for my future son!"

Wangcai jumped off the coffin, put away the pickaxe hammer on the ground, and prepared to call it a day.

"Lord Yama is also good-tempered"

In the other coffin, He Cheng listened to the movement but did not move.

In the territory of Lord Yama, people love to play games of pretending to be dead corpses, and he doesn't stir up the game, although it's a pity that the fat in his mouth has run away.

Being insulted like this, Lord Yama had already turned from playing to being angry, and with a turn of the coffin, he knocked Wangcai, who had taken the broken jade and was about to leave, to the ground.

"Damn, I'm bumping into a ghost!"

There was shouting from outside.

He Cheng quietly pushed the coffin open, and happened to see the coffin speeding on the ground, like a wild dog that had escaped and crashed towards the young man.

Wangcai turned over dexterously on the ground, and the coffin behind him turned forcibly, and at this moment, the coffin was like Fujiwara Takumi's soul possession, and it drifted easily and hit the ass in front of him again.

"Ouch!"

Wangcai lay on the ground in a dog-like manner.

The coffin behind him was ready to come for a second time, and he was so frightened that he got up and ran away.

"It turned out that Lord Yama was lonely and lonely in the cemetery, and he wanted to have fun"

He really thought that the black zombie was angry.

There are very few zombies that don't suck blood, just like a tiger abandoning meat and a rabbit grabbing grass to eat, a zombie like this black zombie should be unique in the world.

He Cheng covered the coffin, thinking in his heart that the sun would set tomorrow and leave, a hundred-year-old hanged ghost on this mountain, a black zombie who knew magic, and his little white-haired zombie could not be provoked.

Sucking people's blood and killing people to escalate is the right thing to do.

On the other side, Na Wangcai climbed the tree with a clever wit, and the coffin followed closely behind, and the coffin lid was lifted like a fly swatter, and Wangcai was knocked down under the tree with a "snap".

"Help, save ......" Wangcai just wanted to shout for help, and then he remembered that there was no one in the barren mountains and forests? Maybe there are a lot of ghosts.

Roll over and get up, and continue to run for your life.

The coffins in the back were frozen in place.

After a few breaths, the lid of the coffin opened, and the Black Zombie Lord jumped out of the coffin, moved the coffin away from the stump, and then jumped into the coffin again.

The coffin started again, and it turned out that it was a lump of trees blocking the way of the coffin.

Wangcai stumbled, fled for several miles, and finally escaped into a small town.

He still remembers that when he was eating noodles at a roadside stall during the day and stealing two cloves of garlic from the boss, he heard someone say that there are high-ranking people in this town, which seems to be called "the first in Maoshan", and the safety of the town depends on them.

"The corner of the pawnshop, ouch, let me find it!"

Looking at the narrow households on the side of the road, the white paper plaque reads "the first in Maoshan".

Although the store is poor and sour, but the life-saving savior is there, Wangcai raised his hand and was about to knock on the door, looking at the opposite side There is also a "Maoshan first", decorated like a landlord and a rich businessman.

The red lacquer door is pasted with Qin Qiong, the door god of Jingde.

Hang a gold medal plaque, with cinnabar written "Maoshan No. 1", compared with it, the "Maoshan No. 1" in front of him is not only dilapidated and poor, but also reveals the taste of pirated goods.

Wangcai hurriedly changed the target and stepped forward to knock on the door.

"Master, open the door, master!"

When he knocked on the door, he didn't forget to look back, Wangcai was very afraid of the guy in the coffin.

"Who is it at night?"

The two people who poked their heads out, one wearing a robe with small eyes and a thief's brain, looked obscene.

The other was supposed to be a competent master, with his hair covered in oil, and he was grabbing a wooden comb to comb his hair.

was woken up at night, and the two were naturally unhappy.

"Master, help! Help me! There are ghosts, ghosts chasing me! ”

"Ghosts?" The small-eyed young man smiled proudly, "Then you have found the right place, we are the first in Maoshan, and we are the most powerful in the whole Maoshan, have you seen it?" ”

Raise your hand and point to the gold plaque above your head.

"I'm not afraid of ghosts, I'm most afraid that you don't have money."

"Money is not a problem, as long as you can save my life!"

"Money is easy to discuss, what about the ghost?"

"Inside the coffin" Wangcai was really out of breath.

"Where's the coffin?"

"It's flying!"

Wangcai hurriedly turned his head to look at the intersection, and the other two also poked their heads out of the door.

The dark night was quiet, but there was no one.

"See you big-headed ghost!"

The two of them just thought they were being tricked and slammed the door.

It is better to come early than to come by chance, as soon as the door of the first house in Maoshan was closed, there was a trace of a coffin at the intersection.

No matter how Ren Wangcai slammed the door, the door just wouldn't open.

Seeing that the coffin hit it again, Wangcai gritted his teeth and turned over to dodge, and the coffin without a target suddenly hit the door of the first house in Maoshan, and with a bang, the zombie automatically came to the door.

……

When it was nearing Yin, the black zombie turned back to the mass grave.

He Cheng jumped out and saw the black zombie Lord Yan who looked miserable at this time.

The left leg turned outward, the right leg bent back, and he couldn't jump or walk when he walked, and he was obviously beaten up.

"What's going on?"

It is not uncommon for someone to be able to beat the black zombie, such as the four-eyed dao can fix the black zombie with a piece of paper and make it unable to move.

The person who can beat the black zombie so miserably is definitely a master.

"I met two Taoist priests......"