Chapter Twenty-Three: The Evil Turmoil of the Two Phases Has Not Settled

A group of people who searched for Fan Mengqi and Sun Tiantian returned to the small restaurant in a foolish manner, without these two biggest dependents, they were really worried, watching the night fall, the old man who guarded the tomb walked in with two young men, the old man waved at Xiahoulin, after Xiahoulin walked over, the old man smiled and said:

"Boss, it's time to open the whole house."

The matter has come to this point to ride a tiger, the group can only follow the old man and the two guys towards the cemetery, a few people came to Chen Luoyue's tomb, look at the area of the tomb and the luxurious shape, Xiahou Lin still ruthlessly out a little blood, two guys with pickaxes, shovels began to dig the grave, everyone looked at the brick layer, the soil layer was lifted layer by layer, and became nervous. Shu Zhong is the least nervous person, he pinched his mobile phone and kept taking pictures, the flash made the people around him unhappy for a while, only he personally didn't look at each other's faces at all, and looked at it after a while.

"Duh!"

The shovel poked the coffin, and the two guys worked harder, and cleaned it up in less than half an hour>" After cleaning the soil layer on the coffin, the old man pinched the flashlight, lit the incense candle, sprinkled paper money on the coffin board, and read in his mouth:

"The bridge returns to the bridge and the road returns, there are strange things, there are strange things."

The two young men used a crowbar to pry open the coffin board, and when they slowly moved the coffin board, they were so smoked by the stench inside that they climbed directly into the pit that was dug, and shouted:

"Is there any mistake, why is there still a smell of corpses, isn't it now that the burial is not allowed?".

The old man also felt very strange, holding a flashlight, a rotting corpse appeared in the light, he stepped back, pointed at Xiahou Lin and shouted:

"Is there any mistake, didn't you say the ashes, how did they be buried!"

Xia Houlin ran over and grabbed the flashlight and looked at the rotting corpse lying in the coffin. Immediately he screamed, threw down the flashlight, and ran towards the exit without looking back, and the rest of the people saw him running, and although they didn't know what he was running, they also ran towards the door. That Xiahoulin ran out of the archway, and before he could catch his breath, he saw a woman walking towards him, Xiahoulin's first reaction was to run away, but the woman was in front of him, and a hand stretched out towards him.

"You...... Sun Tiantian, what the hell are you doing, scary! ”

Zhang Wanran shouted in the back, and Xiahou Lin breathed a sigh of relief. But when he fixed his eyes, those scarlet eyes made him feel a familiar sense of oppression and fear, and he stammered:

"You...... ...... the hell Who is it? ”

"I haven't seen you for a long time, don't you even know me, Xiaolinzi?"

Xiahou Lin stepped back, this title, this tone, this expression. It's so familiar, his bewitching wife Chen Luoyue has changed her skin. But standing in front of him intact, the pale hand reaching for him, trying to pull him into the hell of death?

"You...... Ghost...... Hell, don't come here! ”

"Hahahahaha, aren't you very proud to let people follow me. let people kill Nianyu and seal him in the foundation of the villa, I really didn't expect it, Xiahou Lin, you who were originally as timid as a mouse can be so ruthless. Then why did you go earlier, if you were really a man, why didn't you go and snatch back your woman in a dignified manner, but instead play this kind of indiscriminate means? ”

"No...... I didn't do it...... Don't come here! ”

The people who found that the situation was not right immediately abandoned the panicked Xiahoulin and fled towards the outside of the cemetery, Xiahoulin fled towards the cemetery, Sun Tiantian followed closely and chased him, the old man guarding the tomb came over with two young men, grabbed Xiahoulin and said:

"The coffin has also been opened, and the soil has been filled back, but we should also settle the general account, you actually hid us from the burial, that's fine, but is this hush money?".

"Get out of here!"

Xia Houlin overturned the old man, pushed away the two young men and ran towards the cemetery, the old man and the young man were about to chase his ass over, and suddenly found Sun Tiantian with red eyes standing in front of him, the old man looked at Sun Tiantian and said:

"You and him are in the same group, so to speak, just give me 5,000 yuan, and this matter will ...... today."

Sun Tiantian watched the old man open his mouth, and a black mist suddenly erupted from her mouth, turning into an even bigger mouth and biting towards the three of them, and the three of them were completely swallowed by the huge mouth before they could react! The black mist rolled the three of them up and pressed them to the ground heavily, the three of them immediately lost consciousness, and it drilled back into the mouth of the stupid and stupid Sun Tiantian, Sun Tiantian smashed his mouth, and continued to chase towards Xiahou Lin.

"Help, help!"

Xiahou Lin ran in the cemetery, shouting while running, Sun Tiantian followed him, not far away, not close, never abandoned, in the black night, Xiahou Lin stumbled on the tombstone, and rolled out with a heel, he endured the pain and got up, looked back, but saw Sun Tiantian standing behind him, grabbed his backbone with his hand, and said:

"I'm so lonely, come down and stay with me."

"Please, Satsuki, I'm really not ......"

The black mist in Sun Tiantian's mouth penetrated into Xiahou Lin's mouth where he was still talking, Xia Houlin immediately fell to the ground and rolled up, and after a while, he settled the account and spit out the black mist, the black mist stayed in the air for a while and then drilled into Sun Tiantian's mouth, Sun Tiantian regained his senses, looked at Xiahou Lin on the ground, snorted coldly and turned to leave.

Several people who fled to the cemetery got into Zheng Sicong's business car, Zheng Sicong drove towards the city, he looked behind him while driving, and was afraid of being caught up by Sun Tiantian, and now the evil ghost has possessed the people they know, although they have not shown any weird abilities, but the ghost alone can scare everyone to death.

"What to do, what to do?"

Zheng Sicong was thinking about what to do, while looking at the surrounding shops, suddenly, he parked the car at the door of a sacrificial supplies store, opened the car door and rushed in, the three students sitting in the car were a little inexplicable, but they didn't dare to continue to stay, they followed and ran into the sacrificial shop, and saw Zheng Sicong take out a card to the boss, saying:

"Brush it casually, do you have anything that can drive away evil and avoid evil?".

When the boss saw that he was wronged, he hurriedly said:

"Yes, if you look at this portrait of Zhong Kui, it is a picture book left by the ancestor of Wudang Mountain. Don't want 8888, don't want 888, just 188, authentic Zhong Kui take it home! ”

They pinched Taoist talismans, peach wood swords, amulets of enlightenment, Buddhist demon pestles, Buddhist beads, and bracelets along the way. The cross, holy water, and Bible of Christ's house were all put together anyway, and they directly put all kinds of things in the sacrificial and funeral streets back to the car.

"Uncle Zheng, what are you doing here?"

"What? Run for your life! ”

The business car drove towards Zheng Sicong's home, it had been driving for more than an hour, and it had not yet arrived at his home, when a car following and chasing appeared behind, Zheng Sicong could see from the rearview mirror, and the car followed him for several turns. But there is no way to surpass him.

"It turns out that ghosts are not invincible."

Thinking of this thought, Zheng Sicong casually glanced at the co-pilot...... What caught his eye was a face with scarlet eyes, and the dead Zhao Yang was sitting beside him, looking at him meaningfully.

"I'm grass!"

As soon as Zheng Sicong stepped on the brakes, the huge inertia caused the car to roll over to the right side, and the commercial vehicle suddenly ran over several passers-by who were eating Malatang on the side of the road, and directly knocked the owner of Malatang into the store on the side of the road, Zheng Sicong screamed and climbed out of the car. He pushed away Zhao Yang who pounced on him with his hands and feet, and stabbed the peach wood sword in his hand towards his heart. The sharp peachwood sword pierced into Zhao Yang's heart, and he looked at the half-cut wood tip poking out blood, but Zhao Yang still rushed towards him regardless of it, and Zheng Sicong scolded:

"What TM's magic weapon for enlightenment, I will ...... it"

Zhao Yang, who pounced on him, bit Zheng Sicong's neck, and he struggled on the ground. A pair of eyes looked at Shu Chong who crawled out, begging for help, Shu Chong touched a bag on his forehead, and took out his mobile phone and squatted next to him to shoot Zhao Yang and Zheng Sicong's death, not to mention how weird the expression was. Even Ye Huaran and Zhang Wanran, who crawled out from behind, were frightened, why is this guy so crazy, and the killing in front of him is so careless.

"You're so laid-back!"

A diamond hammer smashed on Zhao Yang's head, and immediately opened him, Zhao Yang fell on Zheng Sicong's body, and a black mist burst out from the back of his head, and the black mist roared in the air:

"Tell you to be nosy, you still have to come!"

Immediately drilled into Zheng Sicong's mouth, Zhang Huen shone his hands on Zheng Sicong's face, and shouted at the back:

"He's in!"

An old monk hurriedly stepped forward, recited the Buddha's name, took out a purple gold bowl, and pointed it at Zheng Sicong and said:

"The sac is full of three fulls, and it is shocking!"

The black mist was immediately included in the purple gold bowl, and unlike Zhang Huen's half-hung golden bowl, the purple gold bowl stood steadily in the old monk's hand, the old monk looked at the black mist in the purple gold bowl, took out a Huang Juan and wrapped it, and said:

"I will take it back to the temple, the corpse you said in your mouth is not a walking corpse, but a Maoshan technique, and used the magic of ghosts, but I have planted seeds on the zombie, and the other party should know the difficulty and retreat."

Zhang Huen nodded and said:

"So that's the end of the matter?"

"Where, where did it come from? You hurry up and deal with the worldly disputes, just now you can be regarded as legitimate defense, but you really can't get out, just report my name, you are also my Shengshan Temple, in the public gate, our Shengshan Temple is also a bit of a status. ”

"That Fan Mengqi ......"

"The corpse curse on her body is more troublesome, if the other party doesn't allow it, the poor monk can slowly dissolve it with the karma of the Buddhist family, but it will take a little longer."

"Thank you, Master."

In the small town at the foot of the Yin Mountain in H Province, a Taoist priest came out of a private house, and the owner of the house handed over a red envelope with great gratitude, and the Taoist priest nodded after accepting it and said:

"Do more good deeds in the future, and you will not be haunted by demons."

"I really want to thank the Taoist chief, I don't know how many days I have to stay for a while, my family happens to operate a yacht on the lake, and you can take the Taoist chief for a leisurely play."

"No, Poor Dao still has important things to deal with."

The Taoist chief resigned from the master, swept away the dust, and walked towards the town's passenger station.

"Shengshan Temple, hum, it's really a good show, even my corpse dares to move, it seems that I have to go to Y Province." (To be continued......)