When the mourner receives the work, he must wear white clothes and white pants and hold a mourning stick. It is said to be a tradition left over from when they mourn.

So when I saw the white shadow lying on the ground, it was easy to tell who he was. It's just that this person's movements, why are they so weird?

How to say it, this weeping mourner dressed in white arched his back, his buttocks facing the sky, and his face down, as if he was lying on the ground eating something. The mourning stick in his hand was thrown next to him, and the tip of the mourning stick was still glowing with a faint blue light, which should be a small light bulb for lighting.

There is a creepy feeling that a large living person makes such a strange movement in the middle of a group of coffins. I looked at it for a while, and then I was determined to find out.

Zhang Wuren said that if there is something wrong, you must figure it out. If there is a problem, solve the problem, and if there is no problem, move on to the next step.

Otherwise, at a critical time, it will be troublesome to stab you in the back.

I didn't turn on the flashlight, but cautiously approached the mourning man in white. After only a few steps, the white-clothed mourner heard the movement and turned his head suddenly.

Just turned his head and almost scared me to death. This man's eyes turned out to be the same as those of a cataract patient, and the kernels of his eyes were completely white. Bright red blood dripped from the corners of his mouth, and there seemed to be a piece of meat inside, trying to swallow.

The moment he turned around, I saw that the place where he was lying on his stomach was a coffin, and the coffin was full of bright red liquid, like blood all over the coffin.

His eyes became like this, and it seemed that he had long been blind. So he looked back and didn't see anything, so he continued to poke his mouth into the coffin and drink the liquid inside.

And at this time, I noticed that his stomach was already bulging, and I don't know how much blood he drank from the coffin.

I watched it with a wave of nausea, not to mention whether these liquids were blood or not, even if it was the rain that fell later, it was still in the coffin, dirty or not?

Also, did this guy go crazy first before lying in the coffin and drinking these unknown liquids, or did he become like this because he drank these things.

The gurgling sound was endless, and the belly of the white-clothed mourner was getting bigger and bigger. After a few moments, the red liquid in the coffin became less and less, and it was only then that I realized that the coffin revealed a white corpse.

The corpse was a female corpse with snow-white skin and a beautiful face, and a red, jewel-like pendant around her neck.

She had her hands on her chest, and she looked particularly sacred.

The female corpse was only half revealed from the red liquid, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly, revealing a very strange smile.

My hairs stand on end, grandma, this is what Lady Iron said about the thousand-year-old female corpse? The one on her neck is my target this time, Yin and Yang?

In an instant, I understood what was going on.

The white-clothed mourner is estimated to be the first person to find the thousand-year-old female corpse, he pried open the coffin with the mourning stick in his hand, but he didn't know how to get on the road, lying in the coffin and drinking the unknown liquid in one gulp.

These unknown liquids are not simple, it is likely that the corpse liquid was circulated hundreds of years ago, with the Yin and Yang Xuanqi and an unknown coffin, the female corpse was suppressed to death.

The red-clothed monk burned the bloodthirsty demon pine, which can be regarded as breaking the first layer of suppression, and the white-clothed mourner pried open the coffin again, and the second layer of imprisonment is gone.

When he drinks the photovoltaic corpse liquid and takes away the Yin and Yang Xuanqi, this female corpse is like a monkey under the Five Elements Mountain who has been liberated, and he doesn't know what it will become when the time comes.

My mind flashed, I can't let him drink this corpse liquid, if he really finishes drinking, how can he take the Yin Yang Xuanqi? As long as the corpse liquid is still there, I will have the courage to take away the Yin and Yang Xuanqi, and then cover the coffin, and it is the best policy to slip away.

After thinking about this, I pulled out the tantric iron rod and hit this guy directly in the back. It's just that this movement, the commotion is a little bigger, this guy turned around suddenly, opened his mouth, and a mouthful of bright red liquid sprayed at me.

Before the liquid was spilled on his body, the strong smell of Chinese medicine pounced first. I was worried that the liquid was poisonous, but I didn't dare to resist, so I turned around and put a foot on the stomach of the white-clothed mourner.

It may have been kicked a little harder, and this guy fell into the coffin again. The coffin was full of red liquid, and it splashed all over my face.

Not to mention how bad the smell of Chinese medicine was, it almost made me vomit nausea. Just as he was about to take two steps back and wipe his face, he suddenly saw a white jade palm poking out from under the body of the white-clothed crying man, and directly dragged him into the red liquid.

I don't know how deep it is in the coffin, and after the white-clothed mourner fell in, there was no shadow, only two bubbles popped up, and a big living person disappeared.

The white palm beckoned at me, and I immediately felt a shock all over my body, and my body involuntarily walked towards the coffin.

At that time, the consciousness was still quite clear, but the body did not listen to the call at all. I only knew the mechanical movements, walked to the coffin step by step, and then lay on it as soon as my legs became weak.

I was so frightened that my scalp exploded, grandma's, the white-clothed mourner was killed by me before he drank the corpse liquid in the coffin, but how could the female corpse in the coffin be willing to rest? I don't know what means were used, but they restrained me.

It's over now, this thousand-year-old female corpse wants me to cry and mourn instead of white, and drink the corpse liquid in the coffin?

Although I understood it in my heart, my body couldn't move at all. At this time, the corpse liquid in the coffin seemed to have changed, no longer the unpleasant smell of traditional Chinese medicine, but the fragrant beef soup.

Since I followed Colonel Di Ming to Sichuan, I have slept in the open along the way, except for canned biscuits, which is compressed biscuits, and it is great to have some hot water is considered the top treatment.

Now that he suddenly smelled the taste of beef soup, he subconsciously stretched out his tongue, wanting to taste how delicious this delicious beef soup was.

But subconsciously, I was still thinking, I can't drink, I can't drink! If you drink this thing, you will definitely die!

The so-called trapped beasts are still fighting, and I naturally refuse to close my eyes and wait for death. Although the body did not obey the call, the mind was spinning rapidly, looking for a way out.

People can always burst into infinite potential when their lives are at stake, and in this time of lightning, I already understand what is going on.

The zombies who are rumored to be trapped by the tall people are unable to move, lying in coffins waiting to rot day after day, year after year. But everything in the world, as long as it is too old, will produce some sanity, especially those human-shaped dolls, scarecrows and the like.

The zombies were suppressed and could not move, but they evolved another trick. Zhang Wuren once told me about an exorcism case about a hunter who went up to the mountains to hunt and had to rush home late at night because he accidentally missed the time.

Unexpectedly, halfway through, he was stopped by an old lady with a sharp beak monkey's cheeks, who claimed to be a forest ranger in the mountains, and invited the hunter to come into the house to rest and rest.

The forest is particularly dangerous in the middle of the night, and the hunter knows that there are actually forest rangers living in the mountains, so he happily goes there.

The old lady with the monkey's cheeks has everything at home, melons, fruits and vegetables, big fish and meat are all placed on the table, inviting hunters to eat. The hunter was hungry with his chest pressed against his back, and when he saw such a delicious thing, he naturally began to feast on it.

I just ate half of it, and suddenly I felt a little wrong, obviously it was a very delicious chicken, duck, fish, melon, fruit and vegetable, why did it taste like chewing wax in my mouth? No taste at all?

So the curious hunter looked up, but it didn't matter, and he almost didn't scare the hunter into incontinence!

Where the hell is there an old lady in this place? Where are the forest huts? I'm lying on top of a coffin, gnawing on a piece of mud with my teeth!

That piece of mud was soaked with his own saliva, and he was bitten off a lot of teeth!

At that time, the hunter was so frightened that he wanted to run. Who knew that at this time, the body was no longer obedient, and the mind was thinking about running fast, but the mouth continued to gnaw on the mud.

To say that the hunter has been fighting with the prey for many years, it is not that he is powerless, after he figured it out, he concentrated all his strength on his teeth, and bit off his tongue with a click.

The bite was so fierce that the hunter felt a tingling pain on the spot, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. But the tongue was broken, the blood spurted, and the hands and feet were able to move, so the hunter did not even dare to pick up the shotgun.

Later, the hunter learned that he had gone to Zombie Ridge last night, and it was rumored that a zombie had been suppressed in that place, and few people went there even in broad daylight.

Although the hunter lost half of his tongue, he finally saved his life, and since then, he has never hunted in the mountains again, and has been a farmer honestly.

When I think about this story, I already have an idea in my mind. Since hunters can bite off their tongues and spray the coffin with the blood of the tip of their tongue, I can't say that it will have an effect.

Although you may become a mute who can't speak clearly after biting off your tongue, it's better than throwing your life here!

So I was ruthless, and stretched out half of my tongue with difficulty, and the two rows of teeth bit up and down, and I was about to spray a mouthful of blood on the tip of her tongue.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the pale human hand in the coffin stretched out again, and one bite entered my mouth, and I didn't bite my tongue this time, but bit the finger of the female corpse.

it! You won't even let me bite your tongue?

The strength to bite my tongue was gone, but the hand was still dragging my head down, and I was about to start drinking those fragrant ox head soup.

I said in my heart, this is over, the end of the crying and mourning in white is the end of my meeting. Poor Lao Tzu was still a virgin before he died!

Just as he was about to close his eyes and wait for death, he suddenly heard someone say aloud: Heaven and earth have righteousness, and they are mixed with manifolds. The lower part is the river mountain, and the upper part is the sun star......

These words are clear and awe-inspiring, and the most important thing is that as soon as these words were read, the female corpse's wrist suddenly let go of me and suddenly shrank into the coffin.

Immediately after that, someone helped me up from behind, then patted the dust on my body, and said with a smile, Yu Buren, this female corpse is not something you can move.

As soon as I turned my head and saw that righteous face, I almost cried with excitement, isn't this Zhang Wuforgiving! The big boss of our yin and yang shop! The legendary soul suppressor of Hebei!

Zhang Wuren took the tantric iron rod from my hand, and said with a smile, the tantric iron rod is not used as an ornament, you stand up, and look at my means!