When I was on the road, I couldn't help but ask Zhang Wuren, this job must be hot, otherwise Jin Da Blind would not give up so easily. Why do you have to take it?

Zhang Wuren looked at Feng Zhuanghan who was driving in front of him, and then said to me, doing our business, we are full of yin qi all year round, and it is basically impossible to live a long life. But this matter is not absolute, because there is a saying in folklore called Ji Yin De.

After we make money, we start half of it, and donate the other half to the veterans of the Anti-Japanese War and to the poor children in the mountainous areas, which is a way to accumulate yin virtue, and to eliminate danger and help people, saving people's lives, is another way to accumulate yin virtue. And this way of accumulating yin virtue is much faster than if you donate money.

I scratched my head and said you were worried about the collector's life?

Zhang Wuren looked at Feng Zhuanghan who was driving in front of him and said that he was worried about a fart! No one is to blame for the collector's own death. But the zombie is not simple, the coffin nail was pried open, and the Sanqing Town corpse talisman lost two more sub-talismans, and the contents will come out sooner or later.

This thing has seen blood, and it must be very fierce when it comes out, so let's hurry up while the coffin can still trap it. Otherwise, it's troublesome.

I asked Zhang Wuren again, how sure are you? Zhang Wuren shook his head and said that he hadn't seen the real coffin, which was really hard to say.

When I arrived in Beijing, it was already more than three o'clock in the afternoon. When I arrived, I realized that the place was actually a villa area. There is a pass for the community in the off-road vehicle, and after going in directly, it turns into the back row.

Feng Zhuanghan said that this is a collection room of Peng Lao, and he usually doesn't come over. Basically, Feng Zhuanghan is taking care of it. When he opened the door, I found that the inside of the villa was covered with heavy curtains, and the room was eerie, and even the lights were a dim red light.

In the living room, there are all kinds of crystal coffins, which are all the corpses that Peng Lao has collected over the years. It's all sorted, and it's dizzying. I watched it a little disgusting, and it was also a little infiltrating, but Zhang Wuren didn't change his face, and directly asked Feng Zhuanghan to take us to the coffin from Xiangxi.

The coffin was hidden in the basement, and the place was quite spacious, but I knew that this evil thing should not be buried deep underground, otherwise it would come into contact with the earth's qi, and something would easily happen. But now is not the time to dwell on this, let's see if we can fix it first.

As in the photo, the coffin is black and inconspicuous, surrounded by a grid of ink lines. A bronze mirror lay on the coffin lid, and there was coagulated blood around it, presumably left by the worker who had lost his arm.

The only Sanqing Town Evil Talisman was barely glued together and stuck to the coffin lid, and the two sub-talismans didn't know where they went. The situation can be said to be as bad as it gets. And when we stand around the coffin, we feel chills all over our bodies, which is caused by the evil energy of zombies.

Zhang Wuren had a gloomy face and said Lao Feng, there is a sentence that I don't know whether to say or not.

The lights were dim, and I couldn't see Feng Zhuanghan's expression clearly, but I heard him say, let's talk!

Then I heard Zhang Wufu sigh, saying that the Corpse King had been formed, and it was impossible to treat this thing as a collector's item. The best thing to do now is to set it on fire to prevent future troubles. Otherwise, within three days, the corpse king will break out of the coffin, and there will be many dead.

In fact, zombies are also graded, the lowest level is called zombies, basically only when they see a living person, there is nothing special except for the strength. A little more advanced is jumping corpses, flying corpses, this kind of zombies are extremely fast, can jump and fly, and it is idle to break through the house. This kind of zombie is more difficult to deal with, it is said that in the era of warlords in the late Qing Dynasty, there were flying corpses to haunt them, taking away a lot of people and animals, and when they were discovered, the blood in the body had already been sucked dry by the flying corpses.

Dealing with flying corpses is not possible without two brushes. But this is not the most powerful among the zombies, because there is also a zombie king on the flying corpse, as well as the legendary four zombie originators, Win Gou, Drought Fish, General, and Houqing.

Let's not talk about the four originators of zombies, after all, they are legendary things. But the zombie king has appeared in modern Xiangxi. It is said that the zombie king must have been a prince and general during his lifetime, and after his death, the corpse was made into an incorruptible body by secret techniques, and then placed in the corpse breeding ground to absorb evil qi.

There is also a theory that the corpse breeding place did not appear congenitally, but because a zombie king was buried here, and the surrounding feng shui was gradually changed, so the corpse breeding place was formed. As for whether there was a corpse breeding ground and then a zombie king, or a zombie queen and then a corpse breeding ground, no one knows until now.

It takes time for the zombie king to take shape, and the coffin in front of him was obviously dug up before it was ready for fire, and then sold to Peng Lao at a high price. Although Peng Lao likes to collect corpses, he doesn't know anything about things like zombie kings, and he thinks that he can get it by finding a powerful gentleman.

When Feng Zhuanghan heard that even the coffin and corpse were burned, he shook his head on the spot. He said that this coffin was bought by Peng Lao for 1.3 million yuan, and you said that you would burn it? Are you kidding? Peng Lao invited you to come with lightning strikes to do things, not to set fires.

As the saying goes, take people's money and eliminate disasters for others. The hundred-year-old lightning strike wood is still in the package behind me, and now that I haven't done anything, it's really a bit bad to open my mouth to set it on fire. I saw Zhang Wuren standing there without speaking, and hurriedly played a round, saying don't worry, everyone knows how fierce the zombie king is, let's think about it.

Zhang Wuren lowered his head and didn't speak, probably thinking about whether this matter was feasible or not. After a while, he said, "Well, we'll open the coffin tonight, but first we say that everything will have to be up to me when the coffin is opened." If it can be done, it is naturally the best, if it can't be done, then I'm sorry, I don't want a hundred years of lightning strikes, you can ask Gao Ming.

Feng Zhuanghan agreed, saying that if you need something, just tell me.

To say that Feng Zhuanghan is still familiar with Beijing in Beijing, so Zhang Wuren unceremoniously opened a list for him. I craned my neck and looked at it, and I said I wanted a lot of things.

Ten black dogs, preferably the kind with a strong body and scars. One hundred pounds of cinnabar, ten roosters with big red feathers. Three hundred eggs, and a bucket of gasoline.

When I saw the gasoline, I already understood what Zhang Wuren meant, it seems that he is really not sure how to deal with the zombies in the coffin, the reason why he prepares gasoline is to prepare the rhythm of burning everything once he can't do anything.

Feng Zhuanghan agreed, and drove out to prepare things by himself. Zhang Wuren and I sat in the living room, frowning at the room full of corpses.

I said to him, Lao Zhang, are you not sure?

Zhang Wuren said, I'm just a little angry, I was going to get it done with a fire, but we can't do it. You may not have seen a zombie, you don't know how fierce this thing is, if these things we have prepared really can't control him, I'm afraid that my life will be explained here.

When he said this, he asked me again, Lao He, do you regret entering this circle?

I shrugged my shoulders indifferently and said that God is actually ruthless and fair, you see that we usually don't go to work, we don't have to work hard every day, we don't have to look at the face of our boss, but we can still make so much money, and we don't take a little risk, this industry has long been squeezed out, so there is nothing to regret or regret.

Zhang Wucouldn't help but laugh, and he could see that he was very happy. Then he asked me for lightning strikes and said he wanted to get me a powerful magic weapon.

This piece of lightning strike wood is extremely hard, probably because it is reinforced with lightning patterns, and it is harder than ordinary metal. Zhang Wuren took out a small bottle from his bag and poured out the liquid inside, and I smelled a strong smell of alcohol.

Zhang Wuren said that lightning strike wood is the most masculine and rigid thing, and if it is carved into the shape of a sword, it will have a murderous aura. This kind of thing can deal with most of the ghosts, even the extreme cathode can't bear it. But there's no time to carve now, so I'll soak you in Sanyang wine first, and you'll be used as a stick to deal with that zombie later.

I said, does it work?

Zhang Wuren was suddenly unhappy, and said that no matter what, what are I doing with this for you? He said as he handed me the treated lightning strike wood.

I took the lightning strike and said we have to do it at night? Otherwise, at noon tomorrow, wouldn't it be easier to put the coffin in the sun and expose it to the sun for a morning, and then open the coffin?

Zhang Wuren was silent for a while, and said, the zombie king saw the blood of that worker, and he was already evil, even if such a thing met the sun, it would not be able to die for a while. In broad daylight, if this thing jumps out and hurts someone, we will have cause and effect on us.

Even if we subdue this zombie with the help of daylight, we will suffer a great sin in the future. It's better to deal with it at night, if it doesn't work, let's turn around and leave, and let Peng Lao figure it out by himself.

Actually, I don't understand what Zhang Wuren said about cause and effect, but judging from his tone, it should be quite powerful. Zhang Wuren is the master in this industry, since he chose to do it at night, it is probably right.

By the end of the evening, Feng Zhuanghan had already brought everything we needed. Ten big dogs were caged and barked, and ten roosters were pecking with their heads down. There was also cinnabar, gasoline, eggs in boxes, all piled up inside the villa.

It's just getting dark, and we still have time. Zhang Wuren asked us to move our things to the basement, and then carried the chicken coop to the back, and when we came out again, ten roosters had turned into ten bowls of chicken blood.

He mixed the cinnabar he bought with chicken blood, and then filled ten bowls each. The remaining cinnabar was carefully sprinkled in every corner of the basement. Zhang Wuren said, cinnabar sprinkled on the ground, and the zombies stepped on it as if they were stepping on the coals, and then we would be much smoother to start.

All three hundred eggs were taken out and lined up around the coffin. Then ten dog cages are placed around, locked with a rope, and as soon as the rope is pulled, the big dog will rush out.

These big dogs are all black dogs, which were originally served on the table as dog meat, and were later bought by Feng Zhuanghan. The dogs are psychic, knowing that we saved them, and they are not hostile to us, but they keep barking at the coffin.