Listening to Mr. Peng's story, Huzi took the stone talisman from Mr. Peng's hand again, and looked at it carefully, but he still didn't see any clues.

"Master, with just such a talisman, you can manipulate zombies?" Huzi was full of confusion, "I've heard that there is a way to drive away corpses in Xiangxi, saying that it can make zombies follow the corpse chasers home, but I haven't heard of any spells that can drive zombies, Master, do you know?" ”

Mr. Peng sighed, shook his head and said, "I haven't heard of it...... It may also be related to the corpse expulsion technique in Xiangxi. ”

"That's not right!" Huzi suddenly found a suspicious point, "Master, according to you, you and Uncle Shi should have come back early, what has happened until now?" ”

Mr. Peng frowned: "I told you about this matter to ask you to be careful." The reason why the teacher decided to be ** this time is because of what happened later......"

Mr. Peng was very concerned about picking out a stone talisman from the head of this strange zombie. One is to find out the root cause behind it, and the other is to prevent the spread of corpse poison, so it is always necessary to find out where the zombie is hiding. So far, this zombie has not caused the spread of corpse poison, but what if? After all, this zombie is so evil.

So Mr. Peng didn't immediately burn the zombie's head, he still held back the idea that he had discussed with Li Lintang before, and found a hound to find the zombie's nest. However, they took it for granted, and took this eight-sided city as the city of Changtu, and took this Haijiatun as the village of Sun Mountain.

This tunzi is full of farmers, either sorghum or bud rice, and none of them are from hunters. The dogs are chained to the yard all day long, in order to guard the yard, where can I follow the smell to find the nest of zombies?

I couldn't do it, so I had to borrow a hound somewhere else. But when I heard that I was looking for the nest of zombies, many Orions waved their hands again and again, refusing to do this. I don't want to pay any amount of money, and I have to kill if I ask for money! Later, he found a Zhuangzi dozens of miles away, and after hearing Mr. Peng's name, he was willing to borrow the hound. This back and forth is also a lot of time.

Having said that, back to this fold. Mr. Peng and Li Lintang took three or five sturdy young men from the tunzi and followed the dog owner into the forest.

I don't know how other people's dogs are trained, and when I smell the smell of the zombie head, I lead the way straight ahead. The dog's owner's surname was Pan, and he was in his early forties, so he let others call him Lao Pan. Along the way, he kept bragging about his dog: "Mr. Peng, how is it?" Is our dog spiritual? You look at this wide-headed, droop-eared, thick-haired waist, and sharp teeth shrugging shoulders, how beautiful! It's not to blow with you, take it into the mountains, I will injure a roe deer and make it run away, I don't have to do anything, my dog can chase it along the smell of blood! In less than half an hour, it will be dragging a dead roe deer back. ”

Mr. Peng listened to his boasting, but he only laughed and did not say anything. This Lao Pan is a chatterbox, and a lot of words are exaggerated, just listen to the picture and have fun. But his dog nose was really good, and after wading back and forth in the woods, he actually found a hole.

The hole was an arm's width apart, and people who weren't very thin or shriveled like a zombie couldn't get in or out of it. The entrance to the cave is also half-hidden by a stone, and it is impossible to find it if you don't deliberately look for it.

Seeing this, Mr. Peng felt that there was a lot of strangeness in this. Because in the process of fighting the zombie, he felt that the zombie was completely unintelligent, and it only relied on the instinct of a beast. Now that the cave is so delicately hidden—the stone looks like it was brought here from somewhere else—there must be someone working on it in the shadows.

"What's wrong with Mr. Peng?" Lao Pan looked proud, "Our dog is not bad, right?" This hole is also too small, who can get into it? Why don't I let my dog go in and explore? Let me tell you Mr. Peng......"

"Don't!" Mr. Peng stretched out his hand to stop Lao Pan's words, "We don't know what this hole looks like, in case there is some danger, wouldn't it be for you to bury a good dog in vain?" It's broad daylight, and we're not afraid of any evil things, aren't we bringing a few young men with us? Why don't you just open this hole. ”

Mr. Peng's greeting, these young people who had already prepared shovels and pickaxes directly started to make a big lift of this hole. But after a long time, even Li Lintang and Mr. Peng went up to change the handle, and they didn't see the head of the hole!

The hole was close to the ground, and it was far away from the horizontal, and a group of people dug for a long time, and spent half a mile, but they didn't see the end. Looking down at the place where the hole was opened is still the same width and narrowness, there is no change, and I don't know how long it will take to dig to see the head?

Li Lintang was a little impatient: "Is this a zombie, or a bean animal?" How do you play with holes like rats? We've been digging a long way here, when will it be a head? Lao Pan, isn't your dog having a bad nose, so why don't you tease us here? ”

This old Pan listened to Li Lintang's words, and his anger also came up: "Hey! Monk, how do you speak? You're begging me to do something! You go to our village and ask, does my dog have a bad nose? You're not going to turn over the ground, you're going to turn over my signboard. Go, Qiuhuang, you smell it again! ”

The last thing he said was to the dog. The dog, too, was popular, ran to the edge of the freshly dug ground and sniffed, then squatted on the ground and barked twice.

"Look!" Lao Pan's eyebrows were raised by two points, "My dog just didn't find the wrong place, the zombie nest you want to find is here to quack, this hole is quite long, there is no trick, you can dig it if you want to find it, it's really not good, I'm helping." ”

Li Lintang was about to speak again, but Mr. Peng waved his hand to stop: "Lintang, people rely on dogs to hunt and eat, there should be no mistake." You have the strength to quarrel with others, why don't you shovel a few more, this thing is here, let's go home. ”

After being taught such a lesson by his senior brother, Li Lintang had no choice but to pat his bald head, put down a little more strength, and slammed down a few shovels to raise the soil high.

This digging is not tight, directly from the hour not long after breakfast, digging to the west. Even the lunch was brought back to the village and eaten here. There are two things for the group to stop, one is that the sky is going to be dark, and it is not easy to work, and the other is that the group dug out more than three miles of land and went straight to the grave not far from Tunzi!

No one dared to do it this time, so I had to go back and ask the old people in Lizheng and the village, if this really dug up someone's grave, it would be unclear.

The grave outside this tunzi is also densely packed, the higher the position of the old grave, and the lower the position of the new grave. This shoulder-wide underground passage ran to the grave, and even with his heels, he could figure out which family's ancestors had changed. This is good, there are no bones left, and the ashes burned by the fire are buried casually, leaving a head with a hole in his forehead, which is really difficult to explain to others.

After returning to Tunzi, he explained the things he encountered today one by one, and Tang Lizheng also explained to the villagers: If something happens to someone's grave, no one is allowed to make a thorn, and Mr. Peng must be allowed to finish the rituals. The corpses of the ancestors of whose family have changed, and the bones are gone, each family in the tunzi will burn incense for three days, on the condition that the head must be set on fire as Mr. Peng explained.

Everyone in Tunli made a promise, and they all looked forward to not being their own home. After all, it's not a glorious thing. Besides, I have heard that it takes a long time to turn into a zombie, and there is no need to think about it for a few decades, how can it take a hundred and eighty years to become such a powerful zombie. I don't know whose family it is because of the old graves in the high position on the grave, but I just hope that the things in those old graves will make a mess and not affect the people in the village.

But how can everything be as people want? Early the next morning, a small half of the people in the tun came to watch, and more than 20 croppers took action to completely open the hole, which was as long as a footcloth. This hole is connected to a new grave, and the soul banner not far from the grave is still as white as snow. A man in mourning clothes in the crowd fell to the ground when he saw this scene.

"This is the grave of the 'Fusheng Father' I spoke of," Tang Lizheng whispered as he leaned over Mr. Peng, "and it is the mason who deceived the corpse." ”

When Tang Li mentioned this, Mr. Peng felt that he had some impressions, and the night he first arrived in Tunzi was to hear Tang Li talk about the corpse of the village mason when he stopped working.

Not so much verbosity, Mr. Peng felt that the doubts in his heart could only be solved by opening the coffin and examining it. So he put on three sticks of incense, saluted the grave respectfully three times, and then waved his hand: "Open the coffin!" ”

The coffin nail is also called "the descendant nail", seven nails should be nailed before and after, the picture is a blessing for the prosperity of the descendants, the descendants are extended, the shape is different, and some rich and noble families still use the "copper lotus". The mason's family was obviously not a rich family, and the coffin nails were all flat-headed, and it was difficult to get out, so several people put hands in the crack of the coffin and put the hammer into it, so that the coffin lid could be lifted open.

At this time, Mr. Peng unconsciously thought of Huzi, although he used special tools, but a teenager can skillfully open the coffin...... Mr. Peng felt a little sorry for him.

"Mr. Peng, it's okay! Come and have a look. The leading man greeted. Mr. Peng also drove all the messy thoughts out of his mind and stepped forward to check.

Just as expected, a big hole was cut in the coffin! The bedding spread in the coffin was broken into one by one, mixed with some pieces of shroud, and the whole braid that had been taken off was just horizontal in the coffin, and the traces left by some livestock were all over the coffin, and the smell was terrible.

However, what caught Mr. Peng's attention more was the coffin board on the ground next to him, that is, the lid of the coffin. The inside of the coffin lid is full of talismans, faintly forming a pattern of what kind of formation!

Mr. Peng leaned down to take a closer look, but because the painting on the coffin lid was mostly stained with blood, it was difficult to distinguish it, and finally found nothing.