Chapter 305: Pickles
"What's ?!!!!?"
Wang Minghao shouted, his eyes were full of disbelief, and Song Zhen rushed to the bridge from behind at once, glaring at Zhang Geng.
Song Zhen's eyes were resentful and terrifying, her beautiful and delicate cheeks were distorted and terrifying, and the flesh on her face squeezed out wrinkles, making her look twenty years older in an instant.
Song Zhen shouted: "Don't be stunned, hurry!" Get him up quickly, if he sinks, none of you will want to live!! β
The crowd of funeral mourners, who were standing around to watch the bustle, were in a hurry, and they went into the water one after another and dragged Zhang Genglian ashore.
I looked at Song Zhen fixedly, and asked coldly: "To be honest, what is Zhang Geng, if you sink to the bottom, none of you want to live, do you still have something to tell me and Wang Minghao?!" β
Song Zhen lowered her head, slowed down for a while, and when she raised her head again, she looked soft and weak again.
"Zhao Tianshi, what are you talking about? I don't understand. I've told you and Master Wang what I know......"
The corners of my mouth curled with a cold arc, and I asked in a cold voice, "Oh, then you can explain what is going on with the black jar under this bridge?" β
Song Zhen remained silent: "Didn't I tell you, it's pickles." β
"Oh," I nodded slightly, and turned my head to look at Wang Minghao: "Brother Wang is well-informed, do you know that you can use a black jar to put the baby's bones in the water under the stone bridge, so as to make pickles?" β
Wang Minghao's brows were furrowed, he could almost kill flies, his eyes looked at Song Zhen sharply, and he said sharply:
"Song Zhen! Why didn't you tell us about this?! Why don't you say it?! This is clearly the fucking method of suppressing souls! β
Song Zhen hurriedly grabbed Wang Minghao's arm, and pleaded with tears in her eyes: "Master Wang, I can't help it, I, I really don't want to die!" Wang Lan did all these things, and they have nothing to do with me......"
Before Song Zhen finished speaking, the originally clear river water suddenly became turbid, and countless hairs and bones floated on the surface of the river, making the entire river surface gloomy.
The hair and bones were tangled, covered with mud and sand, and a sharp roar was heard, and the gray-white stone bridge shook twice, and the coffin bearer swayed from side to side, unsteady on his feet.
As soon as I slipped my hands, the black coffin turned at an angle in mid-air, and I almost fell off the bridge, and a long crack appeared on the coffin, and one eye was just visible at the crack!
The eyes were wide open, full of fear and fear, and the black pupils were so large that they almost took up the entire socket.
It's the eyes of the dead Wang Lan!
She seemed to hate that it was too noisy outside, and wanted to see what was going on outside.
However, will the corpse still feel noisy?
Wang Minghao's face changed greatly, he took out a handful of glutinous rice and sprinkled it into the crack of the black coffin, the wet glutinous rice smashed into Wang Lan's eyes, most of them fell into the coffin, and a few grains stuck to her pupils, as if they had become part of her eyes.
Wang Lan's eyes suddenly moved, swaying left and right, trying to squeeze out the glutinous rice grains.
Her eyes were spinning too fast, circling around her sockets, more nimble than a living person.
"Tricked corpses?" I asked softly.
Wang Minghao was terrified, the mustache on his face twitched, he took out a yellow talisman, bit the tip of his tongue, sprayed blood on the talisman, picked the talisman with a peachwood sword, and shook it suddenly.
The talisman was like an arrow off the string, and like a burning meteorite, with a sharp wind swooping towards the crack of the black coffin.
"Stinging Lalaββββ!"
The crack on the coffin became even bigger, revealing half of Wang Lan's face, and the talisman just entered Wang Lan's gaping mouth.
The talisman shattered her jaw, and her mandibles dislocated and fell off in a wobble manner, leaving only a row of jagged upper teeth, embedded in her upper gums, crumbling.
Her upper gums were rotten and black, and countless maggots and flies came out of her throat, the heads of these flies were all green and shiny, and the two eyes were black, like Wang Lan's eyes.
They lay on Wang Lan's body and gnawed at her skin, gnawing her already pale and gray skin into pits, colorful and dilapidated.
Wang Lan seemed to have turned into a petri dish for this kind of fly, completely losing her human shape.
Wang Minghao's hands trembled, and he almost couldn't hold the peachwood sword: "That's not right!" It's not a corpse! β
Before Wang Minghao's words fell, there was a heart-wrenching laughter from the coffin, which was mixed with the sound of 'squeak'.
"Cross the bridge! Cross the bridge! β
A little girl in a red jacket emerged from the crack in the coffin, with a long bluish-purple strangulation mark on her neck.
Song Zhen's face was pale, her lips were dry, her tears were rolling down, and she said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Wang Tianshi, Zhao Tianshi, please save me!" β
Countless babies emerged from the river, they climbed the bridge, their small bodies mostly bruised and purple, their faces black and blue, they used their hands and feet together, and they climbed very fast.
When they all reached the bridge, most of them stopped, their eyes closed and their heads tilted slightly.
They didn't even see the sun on the day they were born, they didn't even open their eyes, and they died completely.
Their resentment condensed into substance, turning into a black vortex that swirled above the top of the bridge, like the blackbird that hovered over the coffin last night.
Several babies crawled directly towards Aye, stretching out their immature, thin hands, with red blood and yellow mucus on their hands, they crawled onto Aye's body!
Ah Ye shouted in horror, "Master, save me!" β
Wang Minghao's face was very bad, he stood in front of Ah Ye, but he didn't move, as if he didn't hear Ah Ye's cry for help.
Aye trembled with fright, and kept scratching the baby on his body, but his hand passed through the baby's body, and he only felt cold.
The baby opened its mouth and bit down on Ano's body.
"Ahhhββββ!h Aye shouted, "Don't come here, get out!" Get out! β
The teenage boy screamed in fright and was about to break down as he watched as one of the babies climbed up his chest, up to his neck and close to his cheek.
He didn't have to look down to see the bruised, crumpled face, and fear made him slump to the ground.
Suddenly, a rough and ugly hand appeared in the darkness, grabbed the baby ghost and threw it out.
Aye, who was stupefied, had no idea what was going on.
I shouted, "Jump into the river!" β
Ah Ye was so frightened by my voice that he shivered fiercely, he looked up at Wang Minghao's back, then gritted his teeth fiercely, stood up with his body propped up, and let the baby lie on his back.