Chapter 4

Early the next morning, Boss Zhao sent a wad of money and expressed his gratitude. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

It seems that the symptoms of "ghost pinching" on his body have disappeared.

In my expectation, the bruises that appeared on the ghost's tendons were originally a kind of evil qi, and the evil spirit body was sealed, and the evil qi was gone

The source will naturally disappear.

Bai Xiaozhao and I divided the money, declined Boss Zhao's kind invitation, closed the coffin shop directly, and returned to the basement.

The coffin shop is a three-room layout in the front and back, the front sells urns, the back sells coffins, and there is a small courtyard in the middle that I usually use as a coffin, and there is a room of less than ten square meters at the back as a bedroom.

Unbeknownst to others, below that bedroom, there was a basement in which a coffin was placed.

A coffin made of fine golden silk wood.

The living dead are both living and dead, and the dead naturally have to sleep in underground coffins.

This golden silk nan wooden coffin is where I usually sleep.

I took the competition school in it>≡, and I took the competition school, the prayer, the prayer, the rhyme, the sorrow

There is a name for this, and the two iron frames are like two open scissors, and the five elements belong to gold, which is just the "scissors brake" in the door.

The evil spirits that breed in the coffin room are the five elements of wood, which are just restrained by "gold", these two "scissors" are like this, and after a long time, the yin qi in the small coffin will naturally leak out along the scissors.

As soon as the small coffin was put down, there was an "dong dong" sound immediately from inside, and even the entire coffin began to shake.

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After doing this, the sun's light fell right on the small courtyard.

Illuminated by the sun's rays, there was a "snort" sound in the small coffin, as if ice and snow were melting inside.

Except for the snort, the movement of the tapping inside immediately stopped.

I nodded with satisfaction, stopped opening the shop, and sat directly on the opposite side of the coffin with a chair and basked in the sun.

According to the records in ancient books, the living dead should be regarded as a type of zombie, also called a living corpse, unlike most zombies who are afraid of the sun and come out at night, and can act day and night, so there is a "live" word in the name.

The same price is also very large, other zombies can retain some consciousness, and living corpses basically only know how to devour flesh and blood, just like the zombies in American dramas, which are actually a kind of living corpses.

I'm not like them.

Except that I don't have a heartbeat, my hands and feet are cold, and I'm basically the same as a normal human, and I have to eat and sleep.

In this way, before the sun set, I put away the small coffin, put it back into the glutinous rice pass, and continued to absorb the evil qi inside the next day.

Three days later.

It took three days for the evil qi inside the small coffin to be searched for by the competition>

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I sighed in satisfaction: now the yin qi contained in it is enough for me to use it for a year.

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Each grid of Yin Qi is enough for me to use it for ten days.

When it is full, it is three hundred and sixty days.

As soon as the evil spirit had subsided and the evil spirit had dispersed, I poured some gasoline on the coffin and ignited it.

Dust to dust, dust to dust.

"Knock knock!"

The sound of tapping came suddenly!

It scared me, isn't this evil spirit in a hurry yet?

When I listened closely, I realized that the sound was coming from the door.

It's dark, and someone still buys a coffin?

As soon as I opened the door, a figure knelt down in front of me: "Fourth master, you must save me!"

Boss Zhao?

That's right, the person kneeling in front of me was none other than Boss Zhao three days ago.

"What are you ......?" I couldn't figure out what Boss Zhao meant: Could it be that the ghost tendons are not clean yet?

It shouldn't be!

The subject is locked up by me, where is the thing to pinch him?

When Boss Zhao saw me asking, he immediately pulled the zipper of the leather jacket on his chest with one hand, revealing his chest.

I was shocked to find that on Boss Zhao's heart and chest, there was a blood-red handprint!

Ghost Mark!

If the ghost can still give people a month to live, then if the ghost leaves a seal, this person will definitely die within three days!

"How long did it take to happen?" I looked at Boss Zhao and asked him with a solemn face.

"It should ...... Should be...... It showed up last night. Boss Zhao cried and replied uncertainly.

What do you mean by should?

I asked for a long time, and Boss Zhao made things clear in a twisted way.

It turned out that after the bruises on his body were completely eliminated, this guy deliberately invited a few fox friends and dogs to go out for a "chic" circle with the idea of "not dying in a catastrophe and must celebrate".

The chic place is the famous city of sexual encounters.

At that time, his friend also mysteriously told him that there was a new KTV with the theme called "Ghost Night", and the singers in it all appeared as "Ghost Ghost", and the horror was mixed with temptation, which was definitely exciting.

Boss Zhao drank a little too much last night, as for what he did and when this handprint was covered, he didn't know anything, only that when he woke up, this thing appeared on his chest.

After making sure that this handprint could not be erased or washed off, this guy decisively thought of me.

"This ******, not only can't be washed off, but also has a fragrance!" Boss Zhao rubbed his chest with his hands, and the skin was red.

I sniffed closer, and sure enough, I smelled a faint fragrance on the top of the handprint, a bit like Zen incense, and a bit like a flower.

After thinking about it carefully, it dawned on me and immediately asked him, "Is there this smell in the room where you sang last night?"

"yes, what's wrong?" asked Boss Zhao blankly.

"Do you know what it smells like?" I asked him with a smirk.

Boss Zhao was a little unsure: "Zen incense, right?"

"If you have to say it, it is also a kind of Zen incense. To be precise, this thing has a professional name, called corpse wax Zen incense, which is made by taking corpse oil from the body of a dead person, making corpse wax from corpse oil, and then adding it to Zen incense. "I looked at the mudra and explained it to him.

Hearing what I said, Boss Zhao's face turned pale: "Corpse...... Corpse oil?"

"Corpse oil not only has the effect of beautifying and whitening the smooth skin, but also has an aphrodisiac effect. It seems that the boss of the 'Ghost Night' KTV has a lot of means. ”

"Then what does this corpse wax incense have to do with the red handprint on my chest?" Boss Zhao swallowed his saliva, and finally calmed down and continued to ask me.

"You were already 'pinched by ghosts', and the yang energy on your body was extremely weak, and now you are going to suck this corpse wax Zen incense, a typical old birthday star hanged - you have a long life, you don't have an accident, that's the real hell." I rolled my eyes at him and said.

"Fourth master, save me!" Boss Zhao knelt down again.