Overjoyed, Chigo nodded, then leaned against the wall and pinched his nose with his hand.

Without smelling Zhigao's breath, the dead body suddenly stopped, sluggish for a moment, and rushed towards Master Huang at the door.

The vigilant Master Huang kicked the dead body to the pyre with a single kick, and then leaned his hands on his back, feeling a trace of urgency on his calm face.

Immediately after that, the angry corpse thrust its hard and sharp claws into a coffin board next to it, lifted it and smashed it towards Master Huang, roaring angrily from its mouth and shaking its head incessantly.

Master Huang, who couldn't dodge, was hit in the chest by the powerful coffin board on the spot, and Master Huang, who rolled down in front of everyone, supported himself on the ground with one hand and grabbed his chest with the other, and from the sound of rapid breathing, he knew that his injuries from being smashed by the coffin board were not light.

Seeing that the dead body was rushing towards him and everyone, Master Huang, who was in a hurry, rummaged through his pockets with both hands, thinking about finding a prop to subdue the deranged corpse, but because he came in a hurry, he didn't bring any props on his body, coughed with disappointment, and then said to everyone behind him:

"Everybody stops breathing and it's fine."

Hearing that holding their breath could avoid the dead body, everyone held their breath motionlessly.

I couldn't smell the breath of people, and the dead body was much quieter, although it was not as ferocious as just now, but it was creepy to see the disgusting sunken eyeballs and the two nose holes without a nose bridge.

Stretching out those sharp and long fingers, the dead corpse hovered in front of everyone with its head tilted, and everyone's breath-holding faces began to turn red, looking at the dead corpses walking around in front of them, only you look at me, I look at you.

Master Huang moved his foot that was almost stepped on by the dead corpse, then picked up a piece of firewood on the ground and threw it towards the center of the ancestral hall, trying to distract the corpse, but he didn't hear the sound of the firewood falling to the ground, and the corpse just turned its head and sniffed the air twice with its collapsed nose, and continued to dangle in front of everyone.

"The Story of People and Ghosts" Chapter 37 Angry is hitting the hand, please wait a moment,

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