"Hey, hey!"

"The big guys are all working hard, hurry up, carry the coffin of the ancestor into the tent, the big guys are steady and light, don't bump the coffin, it's good, hey, it's good!"

In a barren mountain and a mountain graveyard, eight young men lifted a huge wooden coffin from a large earthen pit.

This coffin is old, buried in the soil for many years, and it is obviously dark and corrupted. They were carried into a tent that had been prepared in advance.

In the blink of an eye, I saw that there were already a few people around the wooden coffin, all of them were family members wearing linen and filial piety, kneeling in front of the wooden coffin and crying.

At this time, a young man in a yellow robe, the young man was delicate and elegant, with good facial features, and a pair of smart eyes under his sword eyebrows, he walked lightly into the tent.

Inside the tent, a black Nanmu coffin is placed in the middle, with the head facing north and the feet facing south.

The young man in the Taoist robe walked to the platform, his bright eyes looked at the dark coffin in front of him, and in an instant he stretched out his right hand, picked up a peachwood sword on the platform, and also picked up a rusty old bronze soul rattle in his left hand.

The young man in the robe was bright and bright-eyed, looking serious, and he shook the bronze bell in his hand and issued a "Lingling......!" "Rattle.

He shook his hands and waved his sleeves, circled around the lacquered coffin, and he still recited the broken Taoist scriptures in his mouth, and the peach wood sword in his right hand was also waved in a wide open and closed manner according to the routine of the practice.

After surrounding the wooden coffin, the young man in the Taoist robe suddenly began to do the Dharma on the platform in front of the pitch-black coffin.

The family members who were watching beside him felt funny when they saw the young man in the Taoist robe waving and dancing, but at this time, they didn't dare to laugh out loud.

These family members dressed in linen and filial piety bowed their heads and knelt on the ground, wailing and crying around the perimeter of the wooden coffin.

Especially one of the old men who was nearly seventy or eighty years old, he cried even more to death, and kept shouting, "Daddy, my son is not filial, let you sleep restlessly under the Yellow Spring, my son is not filial!" Whew......! ”

Such a grand funeral, in fact, this wooden coffin is not a newly buried person, but the coffin of the ancestor of the Liang family, who has been dead for fifty or sixty years.

The seventy-year-old man who knelt on the ground and cried was the only son of the ancestor in the coffin, Liang Cai.

According to Mr. Liang, he dreamed of his dead father under the spring last night, saying that he was sleeping restlessly underground, and wanted his son to let it come out to breathe.

This old man Liang got up the next day, and he didn't dare to delay, the things entrusted by the underground father must not be sloppy, and must be done as soon as possible.

So, Old Man Liang found this young man in a Taoist robe to come and do it, so that he could check it.

However, Old Man Liang was not looking for this robe boy before, but to find the master of the robe boy. However, it was not a coincidence, the master went out to take over the business, and he could not come back until tomorrow.

This can stump the old man Liang, the father under this spring does not dare to delay, but the master of the family goes out to do business.

The surrounding legend and the nearby belong to his family Yin Yang Taoist is powerful. In desperation, Old Man Liang stubbornly brought in a disciple of Master Wang, that is, the young man in the Taoist robe who was doing this, and his name was Wang Buer.

"Dad, is this little master you brought in reliable? What do I think he's like an underage child, will it work? ”

The one who spoke was a middle-aged man kneeling beside Old Man Liang's left, he seemed to be in his thirties, dressed in a fashionable black suit, with a proud look on his face, looking at the clown-like appearance of the young man in the Taoist robe, he couldn't help but show a discriminatory and questioning gaze. His name is Liang Yi and he is the second son of Old Man Liang.

Liang Yi looked disdainful and said in disbelief: "Dad, there are many god stick liars circulating outside now, and those who claim to be Taoists such as Maoshan Taoist priests and dragon and tiger immortal masters.

It's all some god sticks who sell mutton on dog skins, and this little guy is only seventeen or eighteen years old when he is killed, and he dares to call himself a Taoist priest at such an age! Dad, don't be fooled! ”

Listening to his son's general words, why didn't Mr. Liang question it. However, the little masters have already arrived, and the spells are in progress. What else can you do, do you force people down, even so, it can be disrespectful to the ancestors in the coffin, right?

At this time, a middle-aged man to the right of Mr. Liang looked like he was in his forties, with a lunar face and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, looking like a shrewd and cunning businessman.

His name is Liang Wen and he is the eldest son of Old Man Liang. Looking at the young man in the Taoist robe, Liang Wen pushed the gold-wire glasses.

"You can't say that, sometimes being young doesn't mean that you don't have real skills, in my opinion, this little master's Dao spells are still at some level, Brother Yi can't question people with his appearance!"

"Really? I don't think so, I don't believe it, wait and see, this kid must show his ponytail! Liang Yi looked unhappy and said with a sneer.

Liang Wen didn't say anything, he showed a gentle smile, and habitually pushed his fingers to push the golden silk eyes. The corners of the mouth are flirtatious.

It is clear that the two brothers are not in harmony............

At this time, the young man in the Taoist robe was not aware that the Liang family father and son were judging themselves. He was focused with bright eyes and carried out the Dao very seriously.

Half an hour passed before Wang Buji returned to the Dao platform and lightly put down the peach wood sword and bronze soul condensing copper bell in his hand.

He picked up a bowl of holy water and a fresh peach wood branch and leaf, he once again surrounded the old ancestor's wooden coffin, his mouth was full of words, and a peach branch and leaf in his right hand stuck to the holy water in the bowl and sprinkled it on the old ancestor's wooden coffin.

This holy water is actually nothing more than a bowl of pure spring water, and it is just a show! Do you really think that this old ancestor, who has been dead for fifty-six years, will automatically jump out of the coffin and make trouble!

Wang Buer was amused by what he was thinking, although it was the person that Old Man Liang asked to find in advance was his master, but the master was not there, so he was forcibly pulled over to do this Daofa.

But it's nothing, although Wang Fuji Dao Xing belongs to the kind of semi-hanging Dao Xing, but he still has to pretend to be serious and serious when doing some simple spells.

Lest people say that you are just like those gods outside who can only cheat and cheat, then you will really lose your value!

Wang Buer waved his robe and circled the coffin a few times before putting the holy water peach branch back on the platform, and the work was finished. When I was about to tell Mr. Liang about the situation.

However, he stopped, his eyes showed surprise, and in an instant, Wang Buji suddenly noticed that there seemed to be a trace of abnormality in the coffin of the old ancestor.

Faintly, Wang Buji could feel a sinister aura emanating from the wooden coffin, which would be difficult to detect if he hadn't observed it carefully.

Immediately puzzled Wang Buji, he was born with a yin and yang physique, and he could still detect the yin and evil qi in detail.

"Strange!"

He was puzzled and muttered in a low voice: "How do you feel that there is a yin and evil aura, and it is so strong and evil, but it doesn't make sense, although I don't know much about feng shui."

However, I can also observe the feng shui pattern of the land here, the place where the ancestors of the Liang family are buried, can be regarded as a place with a good feng shui in this land, but how can it give birth to a yin and evil spirit?

It's really strange, if you talk about this evil spirit, it should only be this phenomenon in the corpse breeding place! Wang Buer thought secretly in his heart, and couldn't think of a reason for it for a while, dragging his cheeks, he fixed his eyes on the coffin of his ancestors, full of puzzlement.

This corpse raising place is also a yin place in the feng shui pattern, usually there are very few such places, as for how to form, for example.

If there has been a war in this place, and there have been many undead who have buried their bones and died, and then time will condense more and more, the pattern of feng shui will naturally and slowly reverse, and eventually it will turn into an extremely yin place.

But then again, the hillside where the ancestors of the Liang family are buried is not a place of evil, but a treasure land.

Wang Buer circled around the wooden coffin of the old ancestor a few more times and observed for a while. However, he still found out what the problem was.

Heran, Wang Buer looked down at the bottom of the wooden coffin, he didn't know if he didn't see it, and he was startled when he saw it.

Under the bottom of this wooden coffin, a thick green pili has grown on the outer layer of Nanmu at some point.

Wang Buer's face instantly turned pale, the appearance of this green hair fungus represents the green zombie, which is the so-called zombie in ordinary people.

At this time, the old man Liang, who was kneeling on the side, saw Wang Buer suddenly bending down and looking at the bottom of the coffin of the old ancestor, and seemed to secretly feel that something was wrong.

Uneasy in his heart, he hurriedly stood up and approached Wang Buer's side, and asked carefully: "Little master, is there something wrong with this?" ”

"Oh, it's Old Man Liang, alas.... See for yourself! Seeing the old man coming, Wang Buer sighed at him and said, with an ugly look on his face.

Old Man Liang saw that his face was ugly, and he frowned, so he also looked down. As a result, he also saw a layer of green pili growing under the bottom of the coffin of his ancestors.

Suddenly, Old Man Liang was stunned, feeling uneasy, and hurriedly said: "This... This is? Master, what kind of substance is this? Why will the coffin of my ancestor be low? ”

Seeing that Old Man Liang looked puzzled, Wang Buer also looked helpless.

"Old man, I'm really not satisfied, the ancestors in this coffin may have changed corpses, this green hair substance is the corpse poison that grows from the green zombie body, that is, the so-called zombies you often watch on TV!" Wang Buji explained.

"Ahh This. Is there such a thing in this world? ”

Now, it scared Old Man Liang stupidly, he had never seen this zombie, but he had lived a long time, and he was also suspicious of the zombies circulating outside.

However, today he has bumped into himself, or his own ancestor, how can he not be shocked and stupid. He couldn't believe it, and said uneasily: "Little master, don't you want to lie to the old man, I can't stand these scares at my age!" ”

At this time, Liang Yi also heard the conversation between Wang Buer and Old Man Liang. So he stepped forward, looked serious, and said coldly: "Nonsense, boy, you lie to a three-year-old child who may still believe that there are zombies and ghosts in this world!"

It's just that you just want to say that this matter is more serious, and you want to take the opportunity to cheat more money. I don't know how to look at it, but you are the kind of people who buy dog meat in sheep's clothing. I can still see a lot, you dare to talk nonsense in front of me, where you come from, hurry back, dare to talk nonsense again, otherwise don't blame me for being unkind! ”

Hearing Liang Yi's harsh words, Wang Buji was extremely angry, he himself also knew that he was a good person, but he couldn't distinguish the truth from the fake. However, he didn't expect that his kind proposal would be cold-eyed and insulted, how not to make him angry.

"It's your business to believe it or not, but you can't doubt my eyes, and if you think I'm saying this to get you out of your money, then I'll be able to leave now.

I don't want to pay the money just now. But I kindly remind you that the ancestors here are not ordinary zombies, and they can't be cleaned up so easily, so you can do it yourself! After saying that, Wang Buji ignored their father and son, packed up his things, and was about to leave with his legs.

"Little master, please stay!"

At this time, Liang Wen also came to Wang Buer, he looked kind and said gently: "My brother Yi spoke too ugly just now, and I hope the little master will forgive me."

We don't question your ability, but this zombie is indeed too suspenseful, and we don't understand this thing, so I also ask the little master to give us some pointers! ”