To be honest, although I have developed my courage after so many things, this is the first time I have done it in the middle of the night to dig someone's grave.

A gust of cold wind blew, Mo Wang only felt that his hair stood up, and a coolness blew directly into the cracks of his bones, so that I couldn't help but shiver and wrapped the clothes on my body, and then I took the tools and followed the fat man towards the lonely grave.

The imps are gone, and this can happen anywhere with a lot of graves, in fact, they are very close to us all around us, like ubiquitous cell phone signals and radio waves, but we don't have a way to get in touch with them.

Of course, it's better not to see it until you have researched a way for ordinary people to deal with them, otherwise I'm afraid the world will be chaotic, who can afford to be surrounded by wandering ghosts and wild ghosts around you?

The fat man didn't care at all, and when he came to the grave, he didn't even realize anything, he spit two mouthfuls of spit directly into the palm of his hand, picked up the shovel and began to dig the soil on the grave, and beckoned me to join me.

I only feel a burst of chills all over my body now, it is an abnormal cold, maybe it is my mental effect, but I always feel wrong, but there is a fat man, those dirty things should not pose a threat to me, we have experienced more dangerous things than this, every time we can smoothly turn the corner, this time can I capsize in the gutter?

Just as I was about to work with the fat man to dig up the grave, a crow's cry came coldly, which was particularly harsh in the alert night.

This sound seemed to be so close to me that I shuddered and almost threw away the shovel in my hand, and the crow was called the black eagle to us, and he was covered in black hair. The sound of the cry is very ugly, as long as it calls, it will be no good thing, I have listened to the old people in the family since I was a child, so I am extremely sensitive to the crow's Jiasheng.

The fat man obviously knew that it was not normal for the crow to chirp at this time, so he bent down on the ground and picked up a clod of soil and smashed it in the direction from which the sound came, scolding while smashing: "Lao Tzu is not dead yet, why are you crying?" Be careful again, I'll kill you. ”

It worked, and the crow was smashed by a fat man's clod of earth and flapped its wings and flew away, because it was dark. I don't know where this guy flew.

"Work, after taking the things, we have to restore them to the original state, don't be stunned, it's not too early."

The fat man swung his shovel vigorously as he spoke, and even the spirit flag made him trample under his feet.

With our joint efforts, half an hour later, all the soil on it was finally cleared, revealing a black coffin, which was particularly strange in the dim light of the moon.

The fat man tossed the shovel aside. Throwing me a cigarette, the two of us sat on the mound of dirt that had just been dug up, smoking and resting, and from time to time we poured two sips of mineral water to replenish our water.

"Ryoko, what are your plans after this incident? Will you stay in the poll bureau or will you quit? ”

I told the fat man that I wanted to resign, and the matter here is over. There are no particularly difficult supernatural events left, although their magic is average, but it is no problem to deal with these common supernatural events, especially among the people, there are still some magicians who know a little bit of knowledge. Although these people can only simply call people a soul or something, it is enough.

"Of course, it's a resignation, and you can also see those photos left by the Liang Bureau. Somebody wants to hurt me, and I'll have to run anyway, or I'll hang up one day. ”

I told the fat man about my plan, I have nothing to hide from him, and I also want his help, the fat man's magic skills are undoubtedly much stronger than mine, and if I can have him with me, my safety factor will be much higher.

"This is indeed a problem, although we don't know what the purpose of those people can be, but there is no doubt that they are aimed at you, I have never heard of this kind of magic in the shadow death technique, I think it should be a magic technique that has been handed down since ancient times in the vicinity, these places far away from Middle-earth can often form magical magic spells that we do not understand, I will accompany you for a while, lest you hang up alone."

The fat man said it badly, but he really wanted to help me, I am very grateful, if it were not for his help, I am afraid that I would have died nine times, or even ten deaths, because I don't know anything about the other party, everything is a mystery, so I don't have any grip.

"Alright, it's almost time, ready to open the coffin!"

The fat man stood up and moved his body, late autumn was very cold, and he didn't feel it when he was working just now, but after stopping to rest for a while, he felt that he couldn't stand the cold.

As for the things used to open the coffin, the fat man has prepared the most completely, because this guy himself is a tomb robber, and now he is tantamount to returning to his old business, but he is not just pouring the belongings inside.

If you just want to get some corpse oil, it's very simple, you just need to drill a hole in the bottom of the coffin, but you can't do it with nails and hair, you have to open the coffin.

"Fatty, I heard that the dead can't see the sky twice, that is to say, if the coffin is moved, it must be covered with a layer of black cloth or a tent above the grave, otherwise it will be easy to get up the corpse, will it be ...... if we open the coffin like this?"

I didn't finish my sentence, I knew that the fat man understood what I meant, he was a veteran, and it was impossible for him to make such a low-level mistake.

"Don't worry, I guess the corpse is already decomposed, otherwise where are we going to get corpse oil? It's going to be fine, besides, even if he gets up the corpse, we can't deal with it, right? Wait and cover your nose with a towel dipped in liquor, don't be smoked by the smell and lie down, the smell of corpse oil is not too good. ”

The fat man handed me a brand new towel, and I don't know when the old boy bought it, and opened a bottle of wine from the restaurant and poured it on the towels in our hands.

Although the taste of baijiu is not good, it is better than facing a decomposing corpse, right? Without hesitation, I covered the soaked towel on my mouth and nose, and then the fat man and the two of them used a steel drill to find the gap in the coffin, and poked it several times in a row, and the fat man asked me to use a shovel to stuff it into the gap of the coffin lid, and then pressed down, slowly pried it up, and he used the steel drill to go inside.

It's a stupid idea, though. But we are not here for money and accompanying collections, try to keep people's coffins out of shape, otherwise it will not be good if the coffin falls apart after we leave.

The hard work paid off, and soon we pried all the nails open, and many people don't know how many nails are used in coffins when they sit at the mouth, and I will popularize it for you now, seven.

The noun "sitting" to cover the coffin means that after the lid is closed this time, it will no longer be opened, and then the nail will be driven upward.

No matter what kind of coffin. No matter how big or small, there are seven, one for each of the four corners, one for each of the middle parts, one on each side, and one for the head of the coffin, which is called the Seven Star Nail.

After opening the nails, we didn't rest, and just lifted the coffin lid and moved it to the side, and then. I saw the true face of the Lord in the coffin, and I was almost disgusted that I vomited the overnight meal, it was so fucking disgusting.

I saw that the lord in the coffin was a woman. His head was swollen as big as a wheat bucket, his hair was scattered, his eyes were hollow, and his eyeballs were long gone. The whole body looked like a balloon that had been blown up, and it looked extraordinarily oozing, and since we had opened a gap in the coffin. The strong smell of corpses, even if I covered my mouth and nose with a towel soaked in white wine, made my face pale.

"Get out of the way, I guess you'll be choking enough for you to do this, or I'll do it myself, take this, and when we're done, you can use this to puncture your middle finger and drip a few drops of blood on the corpse to prevent the mutation from happening."

The fat man handed me a steel needle for sewing clothes, then squeezed me aside, rolled up his sleeves and started, and in his hand there was a bottle, similar to the kind of half-catty liquor in it, which was probably still out of the restaurant.

I don't go to see how he makes corpse oil, this thing is too disgusting, if you don't touch me, try to avoid it, fortunately the fat man didn't let me do it directly, otherwise, even if I was asked to do it, I wouldn't dare.

I don't know how long it took, but the fat man finally made some movement and made an OK gesture to me, I knew that I was done, so I quickly pricked the finger of my left hand with a steel needle and squeezed out a few points of blood.

Frequent self-harm has allowed me to practice a stunt, and I can control how much blood I want to make, but my hands can suffer from old sins, and I have not been blessed with it, and I have suffered a clean sin.

Under the fat man's paper ashes, we quickly restored the grave to its original appearance, as if no one had touched it, this is still the fat man's skill, the tomb robber will not do the soil even if he is not out of the teacher, this is what the fat man told me, which means that if you want to mix in the tomb robbery industry, you must learn to make soil, that is, do not let people see any traces of the soil.

With the fat man here, our operations went smoothly, except for the little ghosts we saw at the beginning, and there were no paranormal events until we returned to the vicinity of the town.

The fat man took out all the corpse oil and the hair and nails of the woman's corpse, put them in a specific place, and then poured the blackened blood mixed with ox blood, black dog blood, etc., and poured it all over the neighborhood, not even sparing the factory.

In the words of the fat man, this bardo space needs to be very large, so there must be one of the important elements of the bardo space in the Lechuan River and the Naihe Bridge.

Huang Tian was already sitting cross-legged on the ground, pointing to the sky and the ground, the whole person seemed to have lost his vitality, I knew that he was going to the underworld to borrow soldiers, so many unjust souls gathered together is not a matter after all, even if there is a bardo space imprisoned, there must be a ghost guard to guard it, otherwise it is still not safe.

One tossed until dawn, Huang Tian woke up, moved his body for a while, and said to us: "It's okay, now you can bring in the unjust souls in the town." ”

I asked the fat man curiously, is this okay? But I only see these things, not the bardo space? Is this thing reliable?

"Didn't you go in? It's really hard for me to imagine that you have entered the bardo space, and you actually ran out unscathed, which is worthy of the real dragon's life! ”

The fat man teased me while preparing with Huang Tian to introduce those unjust souls into the bardo space constructed, as long as they are introduced to the top ten, it will be considered a great success. (To be continued......)