The funeral parlor was filled with an unpleasant smell, in addition to the smell of corpses, there were other smells, mixed together, choking people, fortunately, several people often smelled it, and even more unpleasant smells than this have been encountered, and they can accept it.

"Uncle, how come you are alone in such a big funeral home? Busy coming? ”

Inside, the street lamp was very dim, and it flickered, which made people very uncomfortable, but finally saw the man's face clearly, very thin, with a hint of sickly paleness, it seemed to be a middle-aged man, and followed him to the bungalow where he lived, and the fat man didn't see anyone else in the funeral home, so he asked curiously.

"Hehe... Others, I'm the curator on leave, and I'll keep it alone for a few days..."The middle-aged man replied vaguely, turned around and found four paper cups, poured a glass of water for the four people, lowered his head and said no more.

"Hmmm..."The fat man scratched his head and said, "I said, uncle, you called us in the middle of the night, and you didn't say anything like that, how can we help you?" ”

The middle-aged man made a strange sound in his throat, and the fat man frowned, and then he spoke: "It's just that the night here is not very peaceful, and there are often cries and screams in the crematorium... A few corpses would move around on their own, and I thought, maybe there's something dirty here..."

The fat man picked up the water cup and was about to drink water, but was stopped by Li Qiufan with his eyes, he was also smart and witty to blow the hot air, put the cup down, and continued: "We are specifically dealing with this kind of thing, we must have done it for you, but the charge is not cheap, you... Rich? ”

The curator nodded stiffly: "A little savings, it should be enough..."

The fat man smiled: "Don't worry, we won't ask for a price, in addition to the guy who harmed you, let's talk about it in detail, and now we still have to ask you to take us to a place where we often make trouble." ”

"The water was drunk... Come with me..."

Li Qiufan stood up and smiled heartily: "Don't worry, I'll drink it when it's done, the ancient Yunchang warm wine cut Huaxiong, today we will give you a warm water to get rid of evil spirits, or... Evil Mage! What do you think? ”

An imperceptible discoloration flashed in the curator's eyes, and he didn't force a few people, so he slowly stood up and walked out.

"Come with me..."

Following the curator, the four of them came to an old house in the northernmost part of the funeral home, with a large lock hanging on the iron door.

When the curator was looking for the key, Li Qiufan was already looking here, this was the source of all yin qi, wisps of blood-colored yin qi seeped out from various crevices, gathered in mid-air, gathered but not dispersed.

With the roar of the iron door opening, a huge yin qi poured out, and the surrounding temperature immediately dropped a lot.

In order to dispel the curator's suspicions, Li Qiufan deliberately muttered, why is it so cold.

The curator opened the door through a gap that could only be passed by one person, and said, "This is the morgue, several... Please come in..."

Everyone entered in turn, and when only Shocking and Li Qiufan were left, the former cast an inquiring gaze, and Li Qiufan nodded lightly, indicating that he knew what he knew.

In order to prevent the corpse from decomposing, the temperature in the morgue was already low, and the rich ghost aura made it even colder, the fat man couldn't help but pull his neckline, and pulled out the peach wood sword with a vigilant expression, because he had already smelled a thick ghost aura, indicating that there must be a sneaky presence here.

Li Qiufan looked around the morgue with his hands behind his back, and judging from the corpse qi, only four of the dozens of morgue freezers were empty, but on the floor in the middle of the morgue, there were two coffins, and the ghost qi just emanated from these two coffins.

The fat man opened the eye of the sky, looked around, and stayed on the coffin and asked the curator: "These two coffins."

Who does the coffin belong to? It's sneaky inside! ”

The curator's face changed, and he said, "Yes... Some people said to stop for a few days, and when the day came, they would come and pick it up. ”

The fat man scolded: "Pick up a fart, there are two evil ghosts here, don't you look for death when you take them back!" Hurry up and open the coffin, let's kill it first! The weird sounds and other movements you heard recently are probably caused by these two evil ghosts, and you are also a fortune teller, and they didn't come out to harm you! ”

"Not bad, not bad... It's a little bit of a mage. Li Qiufan nodded secretly, the fat man is becoming more and more professional now, so he didn't speak, and quietly watched him perform.

The curator hesitated: "This... It's not good, there is no master to speak, and the coffin is opened without authorization, if the remains of the entity are damaged, we will not be able to explain..."

The fat man glared at the curator, took out the cinnabar thread from his bag, threaded it into the Five Emperors' money, wrapped it around the coffin several times, and pasted a few evil charms, and put the ghost bell on the ground in front of the coffin from Li Qiufan, and at the same time filled his pocket with glutinous rice and realgar powder.

The fat man's approach is very correct, cinnabar line, five emperor money, evil charms, are useful for ghosts and corpses, the ghost bell can prevent ghosts from changing, glutinous rice and yellow powder are specially used to deal with zombies, so that no matter whether it is a ghost or a zombie inside, it will not be caught off guard after the coffin is opened.

After finishing the matter, he said in an unquestionable tone: "Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and open the coffin, I will be responsible for what happened!" ”

Seeing that the curator had not moved, the fat man directly chanted a mantra to launch the golden light spell, grabbed the coffin board with both hands, exerted all his strength, and lifted the coffin board with two bangs.

Such a big brute force suddenly startled the curator, and two balls of corpse gas and ghost qi erupted from the coffin at the same time, smelly and cold.

The fat man turned his head to look at Li Qiufan with an encouraging look on his face, sank his dantian, stuffed a little mugwort leaf into his nostrils, grabbed the peachwood sword and approached the coffin to look inside.

I saw two corpses lying in the two coffins, one was a middle-aged woman and the other was a teenage girl.

Both corpses were painted by the mortuary in extremely delicate makeup, their cheeks were pink, their lips were crystal clear, and even their eyelashes were distinct, and there was no stiff and dead feeling like a dead man, just like an ordinary person falling asleep.

If it weren't for the corpse's constant exudation of corpse gas and ghost energy, the fat man would have doubted whether these two were alive!

What's even more strange is that the inside of the two coffins is not wood, but is wrapped in a layer of waterproof cloth, and under the corpses, there is a lot of blood! The corpse floated on a bloody water.

"Damn... What's going on?! "The fat man has never seen this kind of operation, and he is a little flustered.

Li Qiufan frowned, and said in a deep voice: "The coffin stops in the yin, the corpse floats in the river of blood, the yin qi nourishes the soul, and the blood moistens the corpse, a typical method of raising ghouls, this is a forbidden technique in the Maoshan technique, which has been modified by the evil mage and spread out, and it is deceived that this evil art can bring the dead back to life!" ”

"After seven seven and forty-nine days, the corpse has absorbed enough yin qi and blood qi, and it is indeed able to generate consciousness and move freely, but it is no longer the original person at all, but a ghost corpse that will be extremely bloodthirsty and tyrannical, and will suck up its blood and bone marrow to increase cultivation when it encounters all living creatures!"

"I'll go, that is to say, the ghost corpses in these two coffins are specially raised by someone?!" The fat man hurriedly asked the curator: "Who are these two corpses, and the other party is harming you!" ”

"Hmph, it's none other than him who raises ghost corpses!" Li Qiufan's eyes were like torches, and he looked at the curator and said, "Raising ghost corpses has to inject fresh human blood into the coffin every day, and no one can do it except you!" When you opened the door for us just now, I noticed that you still have uncleaned Zhu on your hands

Sand, let's be honest, who are these two corpses you?! Where did you learn the art of raising ghosts and corpses? ”

"Brother Fan... You can't be mistaken, right? I feel that the curator is quite honest, not like a bad person..."The fat man was shocked by Li Qiufan's words, and took a few steps back to ask.

"Ho... Ho ho..."Facing Li Qiufan's questioning, the curator suddenly let out an ugly laugh in his throat, his shoulders shook, and then he suddenly raised his head.

"I didn't expect... You're still true mages... But what about a mage? You're going to die! ”

The curator's face suddenly became hideous, his eyes were bloodshot, and the whole person seemed to be crazy, and he closed the door, drooling in his mouth, like a greedy beast.

Li Qiufan smiled speechlessly, and said lightly: "Are you sure you can stop a few of us?" ”

The curator smiled grimly, and took out a black rattle from his arms, which shook and shook with a tinkling dong, and there were words in his mouth, as if he was reciting some incantation.

As the strange sound of the rattle and the sound of incantations spread through the morgue, the freezer where the corpses were placed suddenly shook and popped out of its own accord.

Immediately after, the shriveled corpses inside crawled out with a roar and surrounded several people.

"Brother Fan, what level are these zombies? Awesome, isn't it? The fat man asked.

Li Qiufan glanced at it disdainfully: "It's just a corpse controlled by the corpse curse and that small drum, just enough to reach the threshold of the walking corpse, you can deal with it alone, don't worry, the three of us will press you down." ”

"Roger! Then you can watch this master perform! ”

The fat man was waiting for this kind of opportunity, and the Gang Qi penetrated into the peachwood sword, and in order to prevent an accident, the golden light spell was also cast, and he rushed over with Gang stepping.

A sword aimed at a corpse was stabbed, and the corpse's eyeballs were pierced with a pop, and the tip of the sword pierced through the back of the head.

The peachwood sword was withdrawn, and the walking corpse fell to the ground with a thud, twitching a few times, and there was no movement.

"So weak?!" The fat man figured out the level of the walking corpse, and a few corpse fixing talismans were shot out, fixing the walking corpse, and then the peachwood sword slashed with stabs, and the body swept by, and the corpse fell down with a bang.

In less than ten minutes, all the walking corpses were cut down by the fat man, and they were lying on the ground.

"Huh? I haven't done my best yet?! Curator, do you have anything more, hurry up and get one or two hundred more, let me practice my hands! The fat man flicked the peachwood sword and shouted to the sluggish curator.

"Just a few walking corpses... It's not a good thing to kill them, if you have to force me, then don't blame me for being rude! ”

The curator glanced at the fat man fiercely, bit the tip of his tongue, sprayed blood on the small drum, and recited the incantation with convulsions: "The soul returns, the blood raises the corpse, the ghoul merges, and the gods and demons retreat!" ”

Knock knock!

The rattle shook more and more violently, the drum beat rapidly, and a blood-red breath floated into the two coffins.

"Roar! Roar! ”

With two roars, the eyes of the two corpses opened suddenly, and their palms grabbed the edge of the coffin, bringing up the blood, and stood up from the coffin.

The ghost qi and corpse qi spread instantly, and the cinnabar line and other things arranged by the fat man in advance were activated at the same time, the five emperor coins rotated, and the cinnabar line shot out a layer of red nets, tying up the two corpses, and their bodies were sneering and smoking.

"Brother Fan?" The fat man's hand was hot just now, and he wanted to continue.

Li Qiufan shook his head and said: "The fusion of the evil ghost and the black devil corpse is one, you are not an opponent, now hand it over to us." ”