Chapter Ninety-One: The Corpse

Han Mo stood up and walked over.

Lu Xinyao looked at his back and muttered, "Did I say something wrong?" ”

The evil god glanced at her and said, "He is a cultivator, he pursues the way of heaven, this family digs people's ancestral graves, kills old fathers and wives, and dies hundreds of times." His son was just ruined, how could this retribution be enough. ”

Lu Xinyao's eyes flickered, "But they are living people after all, since they have violated the law, they will be 'handed over' to the law." ”

The evil god sneered, "From ancient times to the present, the law has served the rich. ”

"I don't believe it."

"The Tao is different, and the ideas between you are too different." The evil god spoke, and looked up. Han Mo walked up to the middle-aged man, he turned his head and said coldly, "You want to take care of this matter?" ”

Han Mo didn't answer his words immediately, he 'touched' out a spirit talisman and stuck it on the coffin, then looked at him and said, "The way of heaven is clear, they will get the retribution they deserve." In order to kill such scum, it is not worth putting yourself in. ”

"Digging up my ancestral grave is intolerable...... I gathered evidence to sue him, but I was arrested. I can only use my own methods to help my father, my grandfather and my daughter-in-law avenge me. The middle-aged man shouted coldly.

Han Mo sighed, "People die greatly, let them be buried as soon as possible!" ”

"Of course I know, I don't want you to meddle."

Han Mo said: "I know that you are not an ordinary person, and you have perfected kung fu, but it surprises me that you actually know how to wake them up with blood." ”

The middle-aged man frowned, "Who are you?" ”

"If your grandfather and father wake up, I will have to take action, and when the time comes, they may not even be able to save their bodies." After saying this, Han Mo bit his fingertips and added two blood talismans on the coffin.

Bang!

The lid of the coffin suddenly cocked, and then fell heavily, and a corpse gas emanated. Han Mo frowned and stared at the coffin, "Already awakened?" ”

The middle-aged man sneered: "My father and grandfather never fell asleep without blinking their eyes. If they didn't take revenge, they would have come out of the coffin and killed Li Yuanqin with their own hands. ”

"Why bother."

Han Mo's figure moved, appeared at the end of the coffin, grabbed the coffin with his palm, directly erected the coffin, 'touched' the gossip mirror, and after casting the spell, put the gossip mirror at the bottom of the coffin for half a minute, and then took off the gossip mirror.

At the bottom of the coffin, a Tai Chi 'yin' and yang diagram that emitted golden light suddenly appeared......

However, there were terrifying black spots on the coffin that squirmed towards the Tai Chi 'Yin' Yang diagram, gradually suppressing the golden light. The evil god got up and stepped to Han Mo's side, looked at it fixedly, and his gaze suddenly froze, "This is?" “

He looked at the middle-aged man and said, "How can you, a person who practices kung fu, know this evil spell. “

The middle-aged man sneered and was silent.

The evil god turned his head to look at Han Mo, "Don't be merciful, the two corpses in the coffin are not ordinary zombies, but black and white zombies who have been cast a spell." ”

"As far as I know, black and white stiffness requires a man and a 'woman' as a couple." Hearing this, the evil god said: "I can't tell you clearly, you can see it with your own eyes and know what's going on." ”

"Hmm."

Han Mo nodded, giving the evil god a 'look', and he smiled knowingly. Han Mo's palm slammed on the bottom of the coffin, the coffin lid suddenly opened, black gas gushed out wildly, and the bright lights of the clubhouse dimmed instantly.

With a bang, the lid closed again.

"What are you doing?"

The middle-aged man roared angrily and reached out to snatch the coffin, and the evil god opened his hand, and the two became entangled. The middle-aged man was just a person with good skills, and he was not an opponent of the evil god at all, and he was defeated in a few moves.

The 'female' ghost roared and pounced on the evil god. The evil god kicked her away, and she wanted to rush up, but was stopped by the middle-aged man.

The evil god looked back and saw that Han Mo hadn't opened the coffin yet, and couldn't help but be a little anxious, "Can you move faster?" ”

Han Mo replied to him angrily, "You think I don't want to." ”

The evil god came up to help, Han Mo slapped his palm on the bottom of the coffin, the coffin lid was shaken open a little, he quickly grabbed the coffin lid with both hands and broke it hard. The two joined forces, and the coffin lid opened more and more.

The evil god screamed, his hands quickly retracted, the coffin lid was closed again, he glanced at his blackened fingers, and said, "It's actually poisoned by the corpse, it's really not simple." ”

Han Mo put the coffin on the ground and shook his head at the evil god. The evil god sighed, "Don't be busy, it's time to appear soon." ”

"Listen to your tone is very jealous, what the hell is this guy?" Han Mo said with a frown.

"Very awesome guy." The evil god said solemnly: "Let them all go out, otherwise, when the guy in the coffin comes out, it will not be so easy to leave." ”

"Neither of us can handle it?" Han Mo was a little unconvinced, and the evil god said: "It should be able to deal with it, and letting them leave is also to prevent accidents." ”

"That's what you said."

Han Mo nodded, turned his head to look at Liu Zun, "You all go out." ”

"Big brother, I'm going to stay and help you."

"I'll stay and help you too." Han Moli shouted, "Didn't you hear what I said? Get out ......."

Liu Zun and Lu Xinyao glanced at each other, then turned around and walked outside the clubhouse. However, Lu Xinyao walked halfway and returned to help Li Huanbin's mother, Li Yuanqin took a deep breath, walked over to pick up Li Huanbin, and also took steps to walk out.

"They can't go."

The middle-aged man stood up, and before he could speak, the evil god suddenly shouted.

Lu Xinyao turned her head to look at him and said a little angrily, "Why can't they go?" ”

"If you can't go, you can't go, and there's no why."

"Neuropathy." Lu Xinyao scolded in a low voice, and helped Li Huanbin's mother to continue walking. The evil god's eyes fell on Han Mo, Han Mo nodded, and the evil god's figure flashed, stopping Li Yuanqin and snatching Li Huanbin's mother from Lu Xinyao's hands.

Han Mo took two steps forward, "You go out, the three of them have to stay." ”

Lu Xinyao looked at Han Mo and said word by word: "Han Mo, do you really have to watch the three of them die before you are willing?" ”

Han Mo sighed, turned around and walked towards the coffin.

Bang!

Just a few steps out, the coffin lid suddenly flew up, hit the ceiling 'flower' board, smashed to the ground, a pair of shriveled hands on the edge of the coffin, the nails were fifteen or sixteen centimeters long, lingering corpse gas, very terrifying.

"Get out of here!"

The evil god threw Li Huanbin's mother to the ground and shouted at Lu Xinyao and Liu Zun. When Liu Zun saw the shriveled hand on the side of the coffin, he had already flown out of the sky, and after hearing the words, he ran out of the clubhouse with a smoke.

Lu Xinyao glanced at it, and was also scared in her heart, glanced at Li Huanbin, who was fainting, and dragged him out.

Rumble...... Click!

The coffin was erected suddenly, the corpse qi burst open, the coffin was torn apart, and the hard marble floor was also shaken out of a crack, Han Mo took out a peachwood sword and outflanked the evil god left and right.

After Li Yuanqin saw it clearly, he was so frightened that he rolled his eyes and fell to the ground.

The corpse was wearing a shroud, and half of its head was missing, but at the missing head, there was a 'yin' and old face.

Laugh at!

The peachwood sword stabbed into the corpse and immediately slashed elsewhere, cremating everywhere...... The corpse roared, and the smelly corpse qi came to his face, waved his arm, and hit the peachwood sword, which was directly broken in two.

Han Mo was taken aback, this is a hundred-year-old peachwood sword......