In the absence of external force, the ghost can't get on the body of a dead person, otherwise the person won't die.

In "Corpse Soul Record", this thing is called a puppet. Capture the soul and sew it on the corpse with a yin thread, artificially made, which is not a corpse, but more like a kind of ghost upper body. The simplest thing is to seal the soul at the feet of the corpse and hold it up, so that the corpse walks on tiptoe. The corpse's head twisted to face the ghost, peering through the hole where the eyes had been dug out. The puppet doesn't have much ability to deal with it, but it has great strength, and it is enough to weigh a thousand catties with one palm, which shatters the heart and spleen. If we all take a hit, when the time comes, I am afraid that not only will this yin spirit snatch the body of the living person and want to return to the yang, but the controller behind him will also take the opportunity to cause chaos, and none of us will be able to leave at that time.

That's what makes me feel cold, and it's not just ghosts that we have to deal with, but also people.

After I finished speaking, Tang Jiao grinned, almost crying, "My aunt, are you mistaken, that thing is jumping up and down, isn't it a zombie!" ”

I lowered my head to prepare something, Ziwei pulled my arm out of his arms, and said disgustedly: "Cut off your leg, can you try to jump?" ”

Tang Jiao opened his mouth, wiped a handful of sweat and mud on his face with his hands, and the more he wiped it, the dirtier it became, and asked with a gray face, "What should we do?" Why don't we wait until Jiang inquires to it, and then let's go back and get some dog blood glutinous rice or something to avoid evil? Yes? ”

"I said that you are not a zombie, and you have not been bitten, what's the use of asking for glutinous rice." Ziwei took out a yellow talisman from the pocket of his clothes, folded it into small pieces a few times, pinched Tang Jiao's chin and stuffed it into his mouth, and said, "For your protection, put it under the tip of your tongue and don't spit it out." ”

Tang Jiao covered his mouth with a glare, and nodded busily. I looked at my eyes and wanted to laugh in my heart, this thing has the same effect when I put it in my pocket, stuff it in my mouth......

Ziwei had a straight face, ignored the ridicule in his eyes, pointed to the road and said, "He recognizes it, it's time for us to do it." ”

The puppet had already cleaned up the small dirt bags that had been piled up, the incense candles had been extinguished, and if he walked further, he might go down the hill to the town without knowing the direction.

When the ancestor traveled all over the world, he had a very happy conversation with a monk, and talked about the scriptures in a school, during which the wind and snow did not stop, and strange things happened again and again, and then found that the school was a place to raise corpses in the yin. The two worked together to tide over the difficulties, and a fire burned down the house, and a passing soldier sighed when he saw this: "There are many chaos and monsters in the world, and they can't burn them all, except for them, they can't distinguish between gods and ghosts, how can they survive in the future?" After hearing this, the master and the two of them wrote a book of "Chronicles of the Academy" for future generations to protect themselves based on their past experiences. Although there are many doubts in this book, there is a record of puppets in it.

"The puppet, the puppet of the craftsman, the strange power can pull mountains and rivers, if you want to break it, you must use the blood of your fingertips to open the blade, break the yin strings, paste the yang charm, drive away the evil spirit, fix their bodies with rice wine, burn them, and the evil ghosts will be empty."

The moment the thing spotted us, I cut my finger and wiped the blood on both sides of the dagger, and rushed forward. But when I got closer, I found that this puppet was much taller than ordinary people, at least more than 1.9 meters, and I couldn't reach his head when I jumped up. In a hurry, he took a few steps back, kicked him his kneecap with the help of force, stepped on the crunched and misplaced bones to tighten a piece of skin on his back shoulder, climbed up his body, and stabbed the corpse's Tianling Gai with the first knife, followed by the second knife to break the back of his neck.

The puppet is the puppet of the controller, although there are differences, but where is the line of the puppet, where is the line connecting the corpse and the soul, it must be broken one by one, so that the yin soul can leave the body, otherwise he can't walk even if he wants to. The two places on the head and neck are the most important, if the attack does not start here, he can see that the yin qi is sufficient, and it will be difficult to attack again. And as long as the throat can make a sound, this thing will immediately send out a signal after being injured to call for help.

As soon as the two stabs were finished, the corpse's head hung down with a clatter, and I jumped off him, covered in filth. A thread as thick as a hair connected the carrion and the skull, out of inertia, suddenly swayed, and the tumor shook in a circle in front of my eyes, and the fat insects on it squirmed more happily, and some of them were thrown out, surprisingly fragile, and fell into a puddle of flesh when they fell to the ground.

A rancid smell came over me, and I felt nauseous, almost feeling corpse water and pus splashing on my face. A few bugs landed on me, and I hurriedly undressed myself and threw them out in a clump. At this moment, one of the golem's arms was already waving in front of me. I shouted Ziwei, threw the dagger in my hand, stumbled and fell to the ground, and when I saw that the hand was about to fall down, Ziwei grabbed the dagger and stabbed him in both shoulders a few times. I dodged my right arm, and when my left arm hung down, I couldn't dodge, and I was hit by the evil qi that came out, and the whole person rolled into the grass next to me.

A few of the fat insects that survived the leaves stuck to me again, one crawled on my face, I hurriedly tore off a few leaves, and grabbed them with my hands, and the clothes were trying to get into the meat, only to feel a bean-sized cold air spreading, and the insects crawled over the place like a snail leaving a mucus, as cold as ice, frostbite like pain.

I grabbed the stem of a plant and stood up, my hair was scraped by the branches, and I climbed up with half of my face covered and my head scattered, and before I could reach the road, I heard the bastard of Tang Jiao shouting again: "Mom! Ghosts! ”

As soon as he shouted, the amulet in his mouth fell out, and I had just stepped on the path, and as soon as I finished speaking, I saw that Ziwei had attached a talisman to the puppet. My heart jumped, and a black gas gushed out from the corpse, heading straight for Tang Jiao.

I hurriedly threw out the tart whip and tried to lock him up, but I was still a step too slow, and when the tip of the tart whip touched Tang Jiao's body, the yin spirit had already burrowed into his mouth. One body couldn't accommodate two souls, and was hit by the yin soul, coupled with the flick of the tart whip, Tang Jiao's soul was beaten out instead, and he looked at his body in horror and stood in front of him and opened his eyes, looking at him directly.