The corpses in the room all stood up and stared straight at Ji Shang and Lin Qinghe.

"Invite the bride and groom to incense!"

Tongzan repeated the praise of the incense on the side, and seeing that the two were unmoved, the corpses surrounding the two sides began to move.

One by one, they moved their stiff steps towards the two of them, muttering in their mouths:

"Kneel, offer incense and candles...... Kneel...... Offering incense and candles......"

Ji Shang's scalp was numb when he saw it.

Even in the face of the elusive ghosts, he was calm and composed, but at this moment, he did have some instinctive fear.

It is the fear of "death" itself.

Human beings are inherently afraid of death, not because of the fear of the so-called unknown, but because of the reflex that evolved from the reproductive instinct of the race.

When surrounded by images or objects that suggest death, one immediately feels danger and discomfort.

That's why it's just a mediocre coffin, but it will become the protagonist of many horror movies.

At this time, Ji Shang was facing such fears.

But further, what he had in front of him was not an image of death, but a real corpse.

"Brother Ji, what should I do?"

Lin Qinghe asked in a low voice.

After experiencing continuous mental shock, she gradually began to calm down, and even began to be surprised when she saw the corpse.

What to do?

Could it be that you really went to the Champ Chapel?

The devil knows whether it is the incense or his own lifespan that is burned!

Ji Shang has always been afraid to use the greatest malice to figure out ghosts and gods.

If it weren't for running out of gasoline, he would have set a fire to this house called the wedding hall and the mourning hall!

"Don't move yet, let me try first."

Ji Shang stretched out the funeral umbrella, took a tentative step forward and lifted the umbrella above the head of a corpse, but there was no response to the funeral umbrella.

Obviously, these corpses are "pure" corpses.

They have no soul of their own, but are manipulated by women who hate to marry.

Is it possible to physically exorcise demons?

There really doesn't seem to be anything weird in this wedding hall.

Seeing the corpse getting closer and closer, Ji Shang gritted his teeth and kicked the corpse in front of him.

"Bang!"

His feet felt like they were kicked on an iron plate, and the force of the shock shook the soles of his feet.

In the same way, the corpse was carried backwards, and when it got up again, a dusty footprint was already printed on the clothes on its chest.

"Kneel, offer incense and candles......."

Its mouth still whispered, mingling with the voices of the other corpses, like a summoning from the Netherworld.

"Kneel with a hammer and kneel!"

Ji Shang saw the opportunity to drill through the gap between the corpses, kicked away the two ministers who came up according to the gourd painting scoop, and rushed to the altar where the tablets were placed in front of him, regardless of the fact that he knocked over all those tablets!

The oil lamps and incense altars fell to the ground, but unfortunately, there was not a trace of lamp oil in those oil lamps at all, and only ghost fires were ignited.

The plan to set fire was no longer feasible.

Seeing that he kicked down the tablet, the corpses underground also fell into a frenzy, although their movements were still stiff, but they seemed to have pressed the accelerator button, much faster.

"Brother Ji!"

Lin Qinghe was trapped in the middle of the corpse and was in a dilemma, she wanted to follow Ji Shang's example to break out of the encirclement, but she was stopped by the oncoming concubine.

Just a face-to-face effort, she was grabbed by the hands and feet of the swarming corpses, and was forcibly restrained in place.

"The bride has arrived, please bow to the groom-----"

The prime minister suddenly turned to Ji Shang, and it was clear that they wanted to force the wedding process on.

If Ji Shang is unwilling to cooperate, then force him to cooperate.

Ji Shang dodged left and right on the altar, and even picked up the candlestick and smashed it at those corpses, but the effect was pitifully weak.

He couldn't help but feel a little ridiculous in his heart---- after going back this time, he would have to go to the whole point of the lethal weapons.

Even if you don't have the Great Compassion Bodhisattva of 3,600 revolutions of Pudu sentient beings, you still have to use a 7.62 caliber card-series burning stick with an expanded magazine.

But now that I think about it, the situation in front of me can't help but delay time.

The physical strength of these corpses was almost equivalent to infinity, Lin Qinghe's arms were twisted behind him, and his bones had been bent to an extremely terrifying degree.

The pain was so intense that it even pressed her wails back down her throat, and it wasn't long before she would faint from the pain.

And his own side is not optimistic, these corpses are not completely unable to bend their joints, but they are relatively less flexible.

They're not undead people who can't bend their knees!

Several corpses had already climbed up, and Ji Shang was overwhelmed.

It was also at this moment that new information popped up in the Great Calamity.

"Death is like life, death is like survival."

"This tradition is especially conservative in families that hate to marry women."

"Not only do they preserve the corpses of all their ancestors, but they also soak them in mercury and wax oil to keep them intact for thousands of years."

"Perhaps it is this tradition that ultimately leads to the tragedy of hating to marry women."

"However, at this time, the dust and bones people can't care about going to the roots."

"These stiff, shriveled corpses have been completely reduced to puppets who hate to marry women, and they are unscrupulously advancing the process of ceremonies."

"It won't be long before you'll succumb to their withered arms of steel......"

No useful information at all?!

What kind of story background do you introduce at this time?

Let's have some clues!

Ji Shang frantically kicked away the corpse of the mountain climbing altar, and was about to rush down to rescue Lin Qinghe, but the catastrophe Ji seemed to hear its complaints, and a new message popped up.

"Tongue pressing: The filial son is so close to his mouth, and he can't bear to be empty. The Son of Heaven uses pearls, the princes use jade, the doctors use bi, the scholars use shells, and the system of spring and autumn is also.

Tongue suppression is a traditional burial custom that has been passed down for thousands of years, and it is also indispensable in families who hate to marry women.

Of course, in this not very wealthy family, what is used for tongue depression is just ordinary grains.

Some of the grains were still in the mouths of the dried corpses, while others had slipped into their stomachs.

Without the corrosive effects of stomach acid, these grains also seem to have a hint of activity....."

Here's the tab message!

Ji Shang's spirits were greatly lifted, and he looked intently into the mouth of a corpse, and sure enough, he saw a little grain in its mouth.

The game-breaking point is here.

I never thought that Avor's divine bone would be used in such a way.

After kicking away the pounced corpse for the last time, he took a deep breath and secretly concentrated, and then mobilized all his energy, using the power of Avor's divine bones to sense the grains one by one.

There seemed to be a dense light in front of his eyes.

A moment later, the divine bones twisted into new shapes, and those invisible grains also changed like never before in an instant.

The remnants of the germ burrowed into a hard shell, and the roots took root into the dry flesh, and with the blessing of the divine bones, these grains began to grow at an alarming rate, and even began to squeeze the nutrients of the remaining flesh and blood of the dried corpses.

Ji Shang couldn't see the growing crops, but he could feel his energy draining away as if it had been drained.

After more than ten seconds, almost all of the dried corpses strangely stopped their movements.

Then, the first green grass seedlings poked out of the mouth of a dried corpse.

Immediately afterwards, this seedling began to expand with an unstoppable attitude, and at the moment when Ji Shang didn't react, the throat of the dry corpse was suddenly burst!

The head fell to the ground.

And above the broken neck, a cluster of grass seedlings exuding majestic vitality has already produced many ears of rice.

Immediately after that, there was the second, and then the third.......

The smell of rice fills the air.

Even the incense in the wedding hall was suppressed.

The dried corpses seemed to have turned into petri dishes in human shape, and after squeezing all the flesh and blood, they collapsed to the ground.

A corpse in one place, an ear of rice in another.

The images of death and life are completely intertwined in this small room, but in the eyes of Ji Shang and the others, it is extremely weird......