Old Man Chen bent his knees and pressed his hands on the ground like an ape. Jumped on the roof of the chicken coop and let out a low roar in his throat.

Normally, after death, the muscles of the whole body will soon become soft, and then muscle stiffness will begin. According to our custom here, the mortuary is required for three days.

"Uncle Heitie, when did Grandpa Chen pass away?" I asked, turning my head.

Zhao Heitie held a shovel in his hand, as if he was facing a great enemy, but his whole body trembled like chaff.

"Yesterday before dinner, I said I came back from the field, and suddenly it was gone..."

I was shocked, it stands to reason that this is the time when the corpse is at its worst, and the joints of the whole body should be as stiff as iron, but Grandpa Chen in front of me is extremely flexible.

Then the problem is big, this is not an ordinary corpse.

Xu was distracted by my speech, and the light on the relics suddenly dimmed, and Grandpa Chen saw that there was a gap, and his feet suddenly exerted force, and he rushed straight towards us.

The roof on the chicken shed was kicked by Grandpa Chen, and the whole thing fell apart, and after a roar after dumping, it raised dust all over the sky.

I saw that Grandpa Chen was coming fiercely, and I thought that I should temporarily avoid the edge, and used a big move to retreat, but when I retreated, Uncle Heitie was in front of me.

I saw that Uncle Heitie's frightened face turned pale, and he stood in place, forgetting to run.

Seeing that Grandpa Chen was about to pounce on him, I had to grit my teeth and turn back, kicking Uncle Heitie's ass and knocking him to the ground.

I rolled a long way like a gourd, and I was able to resolve Grandpa Chen's offensive, but Grandpa Chen's speed was too fast, everything happened between lightning and flint, even if I reacted quickly, when I got up, I felt a hot pain in my chest, and when I looked down, I found that the clothes on my chest hung on my chest like rags.

I'm secretly glad that I'm not lazy in practicing on weekdays, otherwise if Grandpa Chen's grasp is real, I'm afraid that if I don't die, I will only have half a life left, and I won't only scratch a little skin like now.

Seeing that the blow missed, Grandpa Chen turned back and attacked Uncle Hei Tie, who had already fainted to the ground, with a pale yellow viscous liquid flowing from the corner of his mouth.

Obviously, Uncle Heitie has been treated as a meal on his plate.

At this moment, it must be too late for me to recite the mantra again, so I have to rely on the basic skills of Buddhism that I have been reciting for three years.

I am over thirteen years old, and my height is more than 1.5 meters, and Grandpa Chen is in his seventies, and his body has long been rickety, and he is not much taller than me.

I reached out and blocked Grandpa Chen's hand and tangled with him. It's just that this punch comes down with a palm, but it is only a few moves. I found an opportunity to distance myself from Grandpa Chen.

Only then did I jump on the spot and shake my arms, wiping, I actually forgot that Grandpa Chen was a dead man, and I didn't know the pain. I'm still alive. I'm not going to make myself unhappy with him.

Grandpa Chen seemed to sense that I was a little difficult, and he seemed to dislike or even fear the aura on my body.

I tentatively took a step forward, and Grandpa Chen took a step back.

I was overjoyed, and hurriedly took the obsidian Buddha beads on my wrist in my hand, and silently recited in my heart: Heaven and earth are infinite, and the Buddhas borrow the Dharma. Sleepy!

The obsidian beads in his hand immediately emitted a faint light, and flew out like bullets in the wind. fell around Grandpa Chen, two of them, one fell on Grandpa Chen's eyebrows, and the other fell on Grandpa Chen's dantian.

Grandpa Chen's originally squatting body, after feeling the threat, suddenly straightened up. A long howl rang out from the sky. Then he desperately hit the light curtain of the Buddha bead siege.

When I saw that the corpse was besieged, I was relieved and at the same time, I couldn't help but feel proud, so I walked to the light curtain and pointed at the corpse: "Grandpa Chen, no matter what wishes you have unfulfilled, if you die, you will die." The place where the dead should go is Hades. If you forcibly stay in the yang realm, you will not only harm yourself, but also future generations. Buddhists often say that the cycle of cause and effect is like this. ”

Behind my hands, I said like an adult teaching a child, eager to explain all the Buddhist scriptures and theories that I had read for three years.

I didn't notice that there was already a slight crack in the already faint light curtain.

The obsidian Buddha beads are the magic weapons given to me by the master. It's just that although the magic weapon is powerful, it depends on the person who uses it. For example, the same magic weapon I use is definitely different from the master's use.

Children's minds are always easy to be complacent. For example, at this moment, I feel like I am a superman who can save the earth.

Suddenly, a strong fishy wind with the smell of hit, and I couldn't dodge, and my shoulders were held down by Grandpa Chen.

The yellowish fishy mucus that flowed from the corners of Grandpa Chen's mouth dripped onto my face, and I couldn't hold back it, and I vomited on the side of my head.

Vaguely, I saw Grandpa Chen's mouth wide open, and the few remaining teeth were dark yellow, biting towards my neck.

I couldn't break free for a while, so I could only close my eyes and wait for death. Countless thoughts flashed through my heart, there were fathers, masters, and Buddha's palms...

I haven't married a daughter-in-law yet... Do you really want to be jealous of the talent and let me die young...

The imaginary pain did not fall, and I quietly opened my eyes, only to see a fluffy mass lying on Grandpa Chen's face.

I rejoiced and shouted, "Buddha's palm." ”

The Buddha's palm also squeaked, and his voice was a little panting.

Seeing this, I knew that the Buddha's palm would not last long, so I hurriedly put the relics into Grandpa Chen's arms. Then he closed his eyes and began to recite the six-character mantra.

As I chanted the sutra faster, the corpse pressing on me seemed to be burned by fire, holding my head in my hands, and a low, painful voice came from my throat and eyes.

Grandpa Chen was very kind to us juniors when he was alive, and I couldn't bear to see him in such pain. Unconsciously slowed down the speed of chanting.

Grandpa Chen didn't appreciate it and pounced on me again. I secretly wondered why I suddenly relented? Isn't this a joke with my own life?

Grandpa Chen, he's dead, and now he doesn't know what has become?

Fortunately, the Buddha palm screamed, pulling my thoughts back. I hurriedly collected my thoughts, recited the incantation, stretched out my hand and pointed at Grandpa Chen's eyebrows, and put the original obsidian into Grandpa Chen's eyebrows. The other hand slapped Grandpa Chen's stomach hard, and knocked another obsidian into Grandpa Chen's dantian.

Grandpa Chen stood in place as if he had been pointed, like a humanoid sculpture.

People die as corpses, the eyebrows hide the soul, and the dantian hides the qi. I used the energy of obsidian to punch Grandpa Chen into these two places.

In this way, Grandpa Chen is really dead this time.

I was lying on the ground, gasping for air, and it felt so good and so exciting. Snowflakes drifted on the dark sky, and it was cool to fall on the face.

It's good to be alive! I sighed in my heart.

Seeing that I hadn't gotten up for a long time, the Buddha palm was anxious to run up and down on the side, squeaking.

I took the Buddha palm into my arms and touched the smooth fur of the Buddha's body.

"Buddha, you are really my lucky star. Saved my life. ”

The Buddha palm seemed to be tired, and was gently stroked by me, and fell asleep in my arms.

After the previous fierce fight, I no longer had half of my strength in my body. After a few blinks of his eyelids, he fell asleep...