My approach is simple, but it's also practical. Use gasoline and the boy's urine to pull out the yin qi on it, and when it is burned, dig out the two corpses below, and deal with it as you want.

The gasoline ignited at a moment, and the fire was blazing, and there were wisps of black gas on it. I told the old village chief not to go back yet, and to dig out the things under the bridge later.

This fire burned for more than an hour before the black gas in the fire gradually faded. When I saw that I was almost done, I had the flames extinguished, the ashes removed, and beckoned the boys to start digging down.

The mud of the niche had already been burned to the ground, and then it was dug up with a shovel and piled up next to it. It wasn't long before a young man's shovel rattled as if it had touched something hard.

Everyone dug the hole with all their hands and feet, and used ropes and crowbars to pull out a large black sarcophagus from it.

The sarcophagus has been buried in the ground for I don't know how long, and it has long been mottled by the erosion of time. I asked a young man to shine a flashlight on me, then put on gloves to wipe the dirt and water off it.

After the soil was wiped away, the tattered runes were revealed, and when you looked closely, it looked a bit like a Taoist corpse talisman. It's just that this kind of corpse charm is not the same as the corpse charm used by exorcists now, and it should belong to a very old kind.

At that time, my heart was like a mirror, and I said that these two corpses didn't know who they had offended, and they were not only buried separately by using the feng shui layout of one knife and two cuts, but also engraved so many corpse charms on the coffin.

If it weren't for the construction team in the township who accidentally used the tombstone as a material to build a bridge, the two corpses probably wouldn't have seen the light of day again in this life.

When the old village chief saw that such a thing had been dug up, his confidence in me immediately increased, and he said, "Little brother, it can't be a zombie in this, right?"

I said, this thing is much more powerful than zombies. Old man, you ask people to look for spirits first, the higher the degree, the better.

The two young men hurriedly ran back, and after a while, they turned on the electric tricycle and pulled several boxes of liquor. The wine is a low-grade Red Star Erguotou, but the degree is very high, and boxes are moved down one by one and placed on both sides of the bridge.

I said that the ancients paid attention to sitting in the north and facing the south, so as to show the domineering of the king. However, since the two corpses in the sarcophagus were framed, it is likely that they were buried according to the situation of sitting south and facing north. In other words, the lower half of the body is north of the bridge, and the upper half of the body is south of the bridge.

Let's open the sarcophagus on the north side first, because the sarcophagus has two legs inside, even if it is a corpse, it is estimated that we can deal with it.

The old village chief couldn't hear the word deceitful corpse, so he hurriedly asked me, what should we do?

I said, isn't there several boxes of two-pot heads? I'll open the coffin later, and let a few of the lads prepare to pour the wine. Wine is the essence of yang energy, and once the liquor is poured into it, I don't believe that he can still jump.

The second owner of the Yin and Yang shop is called He Zhonghua, and he has a book in his hand called Notes on Suppressing Evil, which is divided into ghosts, corpses, and yin and yang. Among them, the corpse chapter is the method of dealing with all kinds of corpses.

Soaking the evil spirit that is about to turn into a corpse with strong liquor is a corpse chapter from the notes on suppressing evil spirits.

I asked a few of the boys to grab the bottles, pick up the crowbar, and hit the big sarcophagus twice. Following the twisted corpse talisman, I quickly found the focus point, and the crowbar easily poked in, and with a slight force, the large sarcophagus made a creaking sound.

The large sarcophagus has been buried in the ground for I don't know how many years, and it has been covered by the mud of the niche all the year round. I pried the lid out of the coffin on the spot.

When the coffin lid was pried off, three or four flashlights shone directly, and then I saw a pair of thick thighs, trembling slightly inside the sarcophagus.

The thighs were a full one meter five or six, and the muscles on them were hardened, showing an ugly crimson purple. These legs are thick and long, and judging from the length of these legs alone, it is estimated that the height of the owner is at least two meters or more.

When the coffin was opened, the legs were still trembling slightly, as if they wanted to jump.

This scared everyone so much that a few young men smashed the bottles and poured wine into them without waiting for my orders. There was a dumbfounded man who took out a lighter and wanted to light it, but I stopped him.

I said, don't burn it, the two corpses are all suppressed by alcohol, you have a fire, all that burns is alcohol, and when the alcohol burns out, this thing jumps out, and no one wants to live. Hurry up, fill the coffin to the brim!

The boys were now obedient to me, and immediately picked up the bottle and began to pour it in. After soaking the corpse in spirits, I had the coffin lid closed and two Sanqingzhen corpse talismans pasted with my hand.

I asked the two young men to lift the big sarcophagus onto the electric tricycle first, and said, pull it back to the village first, and expose it to the sun for a day after dawn. Hurry up, old man, let's go find another coffin.

The second coffin was even more worn-out than the last, and the corpse charm on it had almost been smoothed out. I led someone to carry the coffin out, and as soon as I greeted it, I had to concoct it in the same way and pour wine into it.

As a result, before the lid of the coffin was opened, a harsh grinding sound was heard from inside the coffin, as if someone was scratching desperately with their fingernails.

The old village chief's face turned pale on the spot and said, "Not good! This guy is going to cheat the corpse! ”

The upper body is much more powerful than the lower body, and the half-body necromancer that made a lot of noise in Tianjin was the upper body of the two corpses. So I didn't dare to be careless, took out a package from my bag, and took out a robe.

A young man asked me: Aren't we going to open the coffin and pour wine?

I said, "the fart!" This thing is about to become a climate, and now the coffin is opened and the corpse is certain. Old man, you light a fire in the middle of the bridge, the bigger the fire, the better! There are a few brothers left! Come, lift the coffin! ”

This robe is exquisite, this is a monk in the Berlin Zen Temple in Zhao County to the shop. On the edge of the robe, there are Buddhist scriptures drawn with gold threads, and they have been draped on the Buddhist monks for more than ten years.

Just this square robe is worth no less than 100,000 yuan. And the average person can't buy it even if they have money.

This is still the monk of the Berlin Zen Monastery who owes the boss a great favor to give this gift. The boss was very arrogant, and he didn't care, and he kept it in the basement after putting it away.

As soon as the robe was draped over the coffin, the piercing scratching sound faded. A few stick boys and I tied the coffin with ropes, threaded the sticks through it, and staggered and lifted the coffin directly.

The fire on the bridge was rising to the sky, and the old village chief had already lit a fire with gasoline and rotten wood, and the old man was probably in a hurry, gasoline was scattered everywhere, and the flames looked messy.

With such a flame, the surrounding light immediately brightened a lot, but at this moment, I immediately saw three people walking on the bridge.

At first, I thought it was someone from the village who helped, but then I glanced at it and immediately hit the spirit, grandma's! Why are these three guys so infiltrating?

Then I immediately reacted, this is not a fucking person at all, this is a lonely ghost attracted by the yin qi of the two corpses!

In the world we live in, there are not a few lonely ghosts. It's just that most of the lonely souls and wild ghosts belong to the things that heaven and earth do not collect, wandering in the yang world all year round, unable to reincarnate, unable to be liberated, and even unable to self-destruct.

On weekdays, this thing is afraid of the three fires on the living, and does not dare to approach the living, let alone appear in densely populated cities or villages. But the current situation is a bit special, the yin qi of the two corpses is too heavy, and now it is the middle of the night, I am really going to be pounced on by the lonely soul and wild ghosts, I have no problem, but these young men and the old village chief are definitely going to be seriously ill.

The most important thing is that if these three lonely souls and wild ghosts are captured by the two corpses and swallowed as a big supplement, maybe they will break out of the coffin on the spot, causing disaster in all directions.

I said in my heart that I was afraid of something, these lonely ghosts would really fucking join in the fun.

Scolding the mother is scolding the mother, but I can't let these three guys get close to the two corpses. So I asked a young man to take my place, and then rummaged through my bag and pulled out a white spiritist banner with a lot of tattered strips of cloth.

Spiritualist flags are common, but whenever someone dies in the family, a white flag will be hung at the door to guide the ghost of the deceased.

The lonely soul and wild ghost have been wandering in the yang world all the year round, and they have long lost their minds, and after seeing the spirit flag, they walked towards me flutteringly.

I said to the boys behind me, hurry up, carry the coffin to the bridge, take the robe, and burn it with fire, but remember, don't open the coffin!

As he spoke, he turned around and walked away with the spirit flag. The three stupid lonely ghosts saw the spirit banner move, and they also turned in a different direction, following closely behind me.

After getting off the bridge, I walked for more than ten minutes before I erected the spirit flag under a large willow tree. Looking back, the three lonely souls and wild ghosts had already coveted the yin qi of the willow tree, and they all surrounded and refused to leave.

At this time, I breathed a sigh of relief, with this spirit flag, even if there were lonely souls and wild ghosts around, they would not bother us to deal with the two corpses.

Looking up at the bridge, the flames were still not extinguished. In the firelight, there are still many people busy with their work.

I was worried that the old village chief would open the coffin, so I hurried back. But at this time, I heard a clattering sound from the bridge, as if something had cracked.

When I looked up, I saw that in the firelight, a stout half-cut figure came out of the large sarcophagus, supported the ground with both hands, and directly pounced on a young man.

At that time, my brain was buzzing, and my heart said, Oops!

Originally, I thought that the two corpses were plucked out of the yin qi by the boy's urine, and they were suppressed by the Buddhist robe, and they would not break out of the coffin anyway and hurt people. Who knows, in the few minutes that I lured away the lonely ghost, it sprang out of the large sarcophagus.