The two coffins were neatly placed in the courtyard, and the corpses were in the same posture, all of them trying to push the coffin board open. (\\.52//)

This kind of scene can feel creepy no matter how you look at it. So the old man hurriedly urged the two young men to find firewood.

I looked at the gloomy sky and said, firewood may not work! Gasoline is a must!

The old man almost cried, and said, "Where is the gasoline in our poor country?" Big Straight! You go and ask the folks to clean up the lamp oil, hurry up, it's going to rain this weather!

While the old man was in a hurry to find the lamp oil, I took off my hiking boots, which contained a few rolls of banknotes and four or five small bottles. There were several bottles of antibiotics, Yunnan Baiyao, and a mess of medicines for headaches and brain fevers.

There are only two bottles that are special, and they were prepared for me by Zhang Wuren. He said that the Dead Sect believed in the Little Black Heaven Immeasurable Bodhisattva, and some of these people were sorcerers, some were Mr. Yin and Yang, and there were also corpse diggers and Gu masters mixed in, with complex personnel and diverse methods.

One of these two bottles is a refined Sanyang wine, and the other is Styx water made from the earthshade grass. The two bottles, one black and one white, one yin and one yang, can be used according to the situation.

I took out the Sanyang wine, took off my coat again, and sprinkled the Sanyang wine on it. The inner lining of the outer garment was sprinkled with Sanyang wine, and dense Buddhist texts appeared.

These Buddhist texts are modeled after Buddhist robes and are also incense-inspired in the Guangji Temple in Beijing. Don't look at me as inconspicuous on my body, it doesn't seem to have any effect. But I used the yang energy of Sanyang wine to stir up, as if there was some kind of chemical reaction, and Buddhist texts came out one after another.

I quickly wrapped my clothes over Mi Xiaosui's body and said, "Child, the villagers are ignorant and let you suffer this kind of suffering." But there is a debtor and a debtor, and that foreigner is the real murderer who killed you.

You must not attack the villagers, although these bastards are really damn damned, but as long as you kill someone, your soul will fall into the eighteen layers of hell, and it will be difficult to be reincarnated.

It doesn't matter whether Mi Xiaosui hears me clearly or not, I just turn my head and yell, gasoline!

The old man stumbled in from outside, panting with a bucket of water. [Ranwen 123, easy to read a new experience] There is only a small half of black kerosene in the bucket.

Myanmar is much more backward than China, and the small villages that resist the border between Myanmar and Thailand are even poorer. These lamp oils are still used by everyone to light the lamps at night, and the time is in a hurry, so only this point is collected.

I couldn't care so much, so while asking the two young men to hurry up and find the lamp oil again, I poured the lamp oil into Aunt Mi's coffin. I asked the old man for a match, and I didn't do it for a long time, but my face was cold, and it turned out that it was starting to rain in the sky.

The rain in this damn place was coming, and I threw away the matches in a fit of rage, and beckoned to the two young men to smash the door of the brick house open.

The young man smashed the shovel and steel drill hard, and then kicked the door open. I said, hurry up, get the corpse in! Burn in the house!

The rain soon became heavier, and the two stupid boys stepped on the muddy water and bent down to carry the coffin, but I was so angry that one of them kicked and said, what kind of coffin to carry! Carry the corpse!

As soon as they heard that they were going to carry the corpse, the two guys hesitated. It's just that before I could speak, the old man smashed his head and face with his cane, scolding while smashing back, hurry up! I'm afraid of a ghost!

The young man who snatched my dagger was heartbroken, bent down and grabbed Aunt Mi's body from the coffin, scooped it up, and carried it into the house in the posture of a princess.

The rest of the young man did the same, bending down to hug Mi Xiaosui's corpse, but as soon as his hand was put into the coffin, he heard him scream, and his face instantly turned pale.

I hurriedly leaned over to take a look, and found that the corners of Mi Xiaosui's face were raised at some point, with a weird smile.

The young man was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground, and said that he didn't dare to fish for his body, and the old man hit him twice with his cane, and this guy screamed strangely, turned around and ran, obviously frightened!

I trembled with anger and said, old man! If the corpse is not burned, no one in your village will want to live!

The bean-sized raindrops crackled and fell, and the cheeks of the people who hit them hurt. The old man suddenly screamed, threw away his crutches, and went into the house with Mi Xiaosui's corpse in his arms.

Crying while running, girl! It's the old man who hurt you! If you're looking for someone to pay for your life, just come to me! Spare the people of the village!

I don't know if he was too excited, or for some reason, when this guy crossed the threshold, he stumbled under his feet and planted himself directly.

I heard a cry from Da Shunzi inside, and hurriedly took out the red rope that I had removed from my hand and hurried into the house.

In the dimly lit room, the bodies of the old man and Mi Xiaosui were all lying motionless on the ground. Da Shunzi trembled and dragged the old man, and I found that the old man had just fallen, and he happened to fall on the corner of the wall, and hit his head into a hole on the spot.

I subconsciously shuddered, this is definitely not a coincidence! The old man tripped and fell, definitely not an accident! This is Mi Xiaosui asking for his life! She's already asking for her life!

It's still daytime, but it's cloudy and rainy. Even during the day, it's no different from night. My heart was a little cold, and I said that this is really troublesome!

Mi Xiaosui and her mother were miserable when they died, and if this resentment was to be released, it would definitely make the whole village pay for their lives. It doesn't matter if I'm from the village or not, since I'm here, I'm among the people who have been paid for their lives!

I looked at Da Shunzi, who was hugging her head and crying, and I had a feeling of wanting to run.

Run! Run! It's okay to run out! It's only afternoon, even if Mi Xiaosui can take advantage of the rainy weather to hurt people, it is impossible to catch up with you!

My lips turned white, and a red rope that I had just undressed began to tremble. But suddenly, my cheeks were cold, but it was the rain outside that slapped in from outside the door.

This time I immediately took a picture of me very sober, run? How far can you run in this kind of weather? Even if you can run, what will happen to the lives of the whole village?

Can I watch them die at the hands of Mi Xiaosui?

I immediately made up my mind, even if I die, I can't run, this run, I don't want to be at peace for the rest of my life!

I picked up Da Shunzi, grabbed the dagger, and then gave him a slap in the face, saying, cry fart! Hurry up, you go outside to find someone, how many people will find me as many people! Find as much kerosene as you want! Now that these two corpses are not burned, no one will want to live!

Da Shunzi covered his face and turned around and ran. In fact, I was a little hesitant when he ran, because I wasn't sure if this guy was scared or not, and if he didn't come back, I would be miserable.

I didn't care so much now, so I put two corpses together, one in a red dress and the other in my coat. Then he took out all the Sanyang wine and sprinkled it on them, and now it can support as long as it can!

Now I miss my Demon Thorn so much, if the Demon Thorn was there, at least I could have nailed a corpse. But I was captured by the corpse collectors, and I guess that thing has already fallen into the hands of someone else.

I'm a little distressed, that's hundreds of thousands.

I was thinking crankily as I took the dagger and drew curvy runes on the ground. There is no rune paper in this place, there is no cinnabar, I can only use the ground as rune paper, and my own blood as cinnabar, and try to make it.

Anyway, things have come to this point, so it's better to be a dead horse and a live horse doctor.

I drew the Sanqing Town Corpse Talisman, which was attached to his coffin when he was dealing with the Corpse King in Beijing. This kind of talisman is handed down from Maoshan Mountain, one main talisman and two sub-talismans.

The combination of the three runes is extremely powerful, and even if the zombie king encounters it, he has to obey it. It's just that although I practice a lot, I draw it on rune paper. Now I draw symbols on the ground, and I don't know if I can do it.

I was only halfway through the painting when I heard the sound of footsteps outside, which sounded like a lot. I immediately breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that Da Shunzi didn't run away alone, and he really let him find a lot of people.

I didn't care about drawing the talisman, so I hurriedly opened the door and looked outside, but this time I felt that something was wrong, there were indeed a lot of villagers wearing robes outside, but

But they didn't look like they had come to help, the embarrassed image of this swarm of bees, but as if something extremely terrifying was chasing them!

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