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"Ah......" Uncle Zhang listened to his introduction, a little surprised, looking at Xiaofei's age, I am afraid that he is only about 20 years old. He didn't guess wrong, Xiaofei is indeed only 18 years old, "Exactly." Uncle Zhang stepped forward to shake Xiao Fei's hand while agreeing, and when he touched Xiao Fei's hand, he only felt that the hand was very cold - like a dead man's hand. Why are Dao Chief's hands so cold? ”

"I've been dealing with dead people for too long, and my hands have become cold. I already know a little bit about you, so you and I can talk about it in more detail. ”

"This zombie Dao Leader is too young, isn't he? Can it really be? But looking at his appearance, there are some fairy bones. Xiao Fei said: "Here's the thing, the day before yesterday, the son of the county's real estate businessman Mr. Chen died in a car accident, and our funeral home's Master Zhang put on makeup for him to sort out the body, I don't know what happened, he actually died inside, and the death was very weird, the forensic doctor identified him as dying of myocardial infarction caused by extreme fright, but he still couldn't find the reason, and then at the request of Mr. Chen, he asked Master Ma to continue to make up, and the result was ......."

"Did the corpse's eyes break open?"

"It's open, it's scary."

"When you open your eyes, it means that he has grievances, and there is a saying in our painting of corpses, which is called: When the dead open their eyes, the spirit master stops. The spiritual master is talking about people like you who sort out the bodies of the dead. Xiao Fei's gaze swept to He Yi and said, "Isn't there any one in your funeral home who knows this?" ”

Uncle Zhang was a little embarrassed, he also knew this, but he didn't take it to heart, after all, no one had really encountered this situation before. "We've never encountered anything like this before, so we didn't care about it at the time." Uncle Zhang replied in a low voice, "So I had to invite the Taoist chief to come." ”

"It's a rule that's been around since ancient times, and you've seen it now, hehe." Xiao Fei said: "I'm just a passerby, and I'm not qualified to teach you, so take me to see the corpse." ”

Uncle Zhang nodded, then took Xiao Fei to the cold room, looked at the corpse on the morgue, and asked a little nervously: "Dao Chief, how can you avoid hitting ghosts?" ”

"There are too many things in this world, and there are too many things you don't know, some things, or you don't know, ghosts, it's relatively common, but the probability of hitting a ghost is also very low, just like buying a welfare lottery to win the jackpot, so you don't have to worry too much. The so-called ghosts are best at a kind of illusion called ghost stories. Everyone has their own luck, people with low luck are more likely to hit ghosts, every little bad thing will reduce your luck, on the contrary, a small good deed, you will increase your luck, Liu Bei, Emperor Zhaolie of the Shu Han Dynasty during the Three Kingdoms period, said a sentence when he was in the White Emperor City: Don't take the good as small and do it, don't take the evil small and do it. In every formal Taoist book, there will be this sentence written in front of it to remind the world. ”

Uncle Zhang nodded thoughtfully, and a burst of excitement swayed in his heart, which made him feel like he was suddenly open, and his fear of ghosts in the past had also been alleviated a lot.

"Also, when you are in a bad mood, at this time, the magnetic field generated by your brain waves is also easy to attract ghosts, and many people have fallen for their nonsense at this time and lost their lives." Speaking of which, Xiao Fei thought of Zhao Xiaoyu a few days ago, and thought of Fan Hao.

"It turns out that staying happy every day also has the effect of avoiding ghosts." Uncle Zhang said with some surprise, this time with Xiao Fei, he gained too much, and he couldn't help but be convinced of Xiao Fei.

"This ghost is not simple, you better go out to avoid accidents." Xiao Feidao, in fact, he was afraid that he would not be able to deal with that ghost with the Dao method, so he would become a zombie and be discovered.

"Yes." Uncle Zhang nodded, closed the door in the refrigerator, and walked out. If it weren't for the sake of livelihood, there would not be a few people who really wanted to stay in such a place every day, and now they could go out and ask for it.

Xiao Fei was the only one left in the room, and the morgue was quiet again, looking at the corpse on the morgue, Xiao Fei's body trembled. Just now it was called professional image, and now this is called returning to nature. Anyway, this was the first time he had faced a ghost alone, although he had also encountered a ghost a few days ago, but at that time there were several people around, and three of them were experts, this time, it was only himself......

"I'm a zombie, what am I afraid of? I'm a zombie, what am I afraid of? Xiao Fei silently recited a few times in his heart. Looking out the window, the rain was still falling, "Ghost weather, if it was a sunny day, there wouldn't be so many problems." The little frisbee sat on the ground, took a long breath, and spread a large yellow paper on the ground, on which a Tai Chi was drawn. He took out another piece of rune paper, "The sun, moon and stars, the light imprints my body, and the art of space - incense burner." Xiao Fei carefully lit the incense stick on the incense burner, and a thick mist spread out, gradually enveloping the room.

"Huh? What's going on? There are no ghosts, but the yin energy here is quite strong. "Xiao Fei is a little strange, he is a zombie, and he can't open his yin and yang eyes like an ordinary Taoist priest. Not only that, many spells are unusable to him, and many spells will be counterproductive to him, after all, many Dao spells are used to deal with ghosts, zombies, and demons.

"That's right, after all, this is a place to put corpses, and the yin qi is thicker than other places, but it's also in the past." Xiao Fei took out another compass and removed the runic paper on the compass, the pointer on the compass slowly rotated, and finally, the pointer pointed in the direction of the corpse.

"Huh? There are really ghosts......" Although he forcibly calmed himself, the fear of ghosts in his heart has been around for a long time, how can it be so easy to eliminate. "I'm a zombie, I'm a zombie, I'm a zombie...... I'm a zombie leader, I can't be afraid of ......" Xiao Fei said several times in his heart, pasting more than twenty pieces of rune paper in this room. He bowed to the corpse three more times before slowly walking to the morgue.

"It's always a bit weird to give a body a facelift." Xiao Fei tidied up the face of the corpse, and when he saw that the corpse did not move, he said in his heart: "My dream is to be an artist, but I didn't expect to become a Taoist priest...... And he's a real zombie leader. ”

"Thank you......" the corpse's lips suddenly opened, "but I don't like a big man touching me casually." ”

"Ah......" Xiaofei was startled, sat on the ground, "Mom, ghost......" and hurriedly got up and ran to the door.

"Do you still want to run?" A cold voice came out of his mouth, and even Xiao Fei felt a chill in his back. As soon as his hand pressed the doorknob, a face suddenly appeared in front of him, and Xiao Fei hurriedly ran to the back.

"I'm a zombie, I'm a zombie, I'm a zombie......" Xiao Fei screamed several times in his heart, and suddenly, a pair of cold hands pinched his neck, and at the same time, Xiao Fei's eyes also changed from black and white to blood red, and sharp claws grew on his hands. The male corpse was also startled when he saw Xiao Fei's change, and his body hurriedly retreated.

"Who are you?"

Xiao Fei twisted his neck, licked his lips, and said, "Zombie Dao Chief...... Dry blood ......"