I understood what Mao Xiaobraid said.

Eight evil worship spirits, that is, the corpse of the grandfather has given birth to a spirit.

The dead are souls, they are corpses.

I was shocked, but I didn't find it strange.

Because this coffin is something from a hundred thousand mountains.

And in the 100,000 mountains, spirit corpses are not uncommon.

Grandpa, this is ......

Maoshan is good at raising corpses, I asked Mao Xiaoyun: "Senior brother, will my grandfather be the party to the disaster?" ”

Mao Xiaoyun observed for a moment: "That's not necessarily, there are many kinds of spirit corpses, and some spirit corpses are broken coffins, which are no different from ordinary people." ”

He's talking about an immortality technique that I mentioned earlier.

It's just that at that time, is grandpa still grandpa?

Mao Xiaoyun continued: "When your grandfather peeked at this coffin, he probably wanted to borrow the coffin to raise his soul. ”

"Now, when he is the weakest, the coffin and the corpse will be remembered by many people, the corpse falls into the hands of the vicious, and you only need to use the magic of corpse refining to refine your grandfather into a spirit corpse that can be controlled."

"That's why I asked you, did your grandfather explain anything before he died, but there is a way to take precautions."

Of the two things my grandfather told me at the beginning, I have already done the first thing.

As for the second piece......

Now it seems that the second uncle will also be wrong.

At that time, no one came to touch Grandpa's coffin, it wasn't that Xiaocui and I became relatives, they didn't dare to come.

But the time has not yet come.

Now, the time has come.

The way to crack it is to let me and my second uncle keep it.

Thinking about this, it is not as simple as a coincidence that I am watching the outbreak of the anti-bow brake and the second uncle being shot.

All of this is in Grandpa's calculations.

I asked Mao Xiaoyun: "Senior brother, my grandfather's coffin is up, can you solve the evil qi on my second uncle's body?" ”

Mao Xiaoyun also saw it and said, "Now it seems that what happened to your second uncle was arranged by your grandfather, and he wanted to force you to lift his coffin." In this case, your second uncle's affairs will be easy to handle. ”

Mao Xiaoyun said, walking towards the eight coffins.

I hurried to follow.

Mao Xiaoyun turned around and said, "Don't follow, just watch from afar." ”

I stopped, Huang Jiu squatted on my shoulder, and his four eyes stared at Mao Xiaoyun without blinking, for fear that he would secretly do something wrong.

Maoshan has had the custom of fighting corpses since ancient times, and no one can compare to them when it comes to raising corpses.

Moreover, it is still legal.

Fortunately, Mao Xiaoyun did not move his grandfather's coffin, but walked to the middle of the eight coffins.

After he stood still, he sank into the dantian and stomped his foot violently.

The eight coffins were shocked into the air, and at the same time as the coffins fell, a golden gossip spread out on the ground.

Eight coffins, each in one direction.

Corresponding to Qian, Kan, Gen, Zhen, Xun, Li, Kun, Dui.

When the eight coffins fell on top of the gossip, the evil qi was manifested, and the wisps were like ink scattered in the water, floating in the air.

It's just that the evil qi was trapped by the yin and yang gossip, and the coffin suddenly banged, as if the things inside were about to break out of the coffin.

Mao Xiaoyun took two steps back without hurry, stepped on Gang's steps, walked around his grandfather's coffin for half a circle, and shouted: "Get up." ”

As soon as the words fell, Grandpa's coffin flew up in the air and fell onto the yin and yang fish in the middle of the gossip, with yin and yang accounting for half of each other.

As soon as Grandpa's coffin fell, the evil aura emanating from the eight coffins found a home and frantically poured into Grandpa's coffin.

When I saw it, my brow furrowed.

shouted: "Senior Brother Mao, if you do this, my grandfather will break the coffin tonight." ”

The old zombie came out of the coffin and killed his close relatives first.

Especially the people I loved most during my lifetime.

When my grandfather was alive, he disliked my father, disliked my second uncle, and quarreled with my grandmother every day, and I was the one who hurt me the most.

The first one to bite, it must have been me.

Mao Xiaoyun seemed to be very struggling, and the beads of sweat the size of beans on his forehead kept rolling down, ignoring me.

After a moment of silence, he said, "Go back and look at your second uncle." ”

Grandpa's coffin, can't leave my sight.

I hurriedly shouted to Huang Jiudao: "Brother Huang, you transform into a form and move my second uncle out." ”

I did this, not because I didn't believe Mao Xiaoyun, but because of the current situation, except for Xiaocui and the second uncle, I didn't dare to believe it.

Huang Jiu returned to the shed and quickly moved the second uncle out with the bed.

Mao Xiaoyun drew yin and yang with his feet, and his hand slowly lifted up.

As the golden gossip on the ground shook, it slowly rose, and the nine coffins were also lifted into the air.

After lifting the coffin, Mao Xiaoyun walked towards the middle of the old homestead step by step.

The distance of more than a dozen steps feels very long.

Seeing him so careful and difficult, my palms were full of cold sweat.

At the same time, he was thinking, what was he going to do?

Mao Xiaoyun walked to the middle of the old homestead, gasped and said: "Little junior brother, my coffin fell, if it meets your grandfather's wishes, the evil on your second uncle will break, if I am wrong, don't hesitate, take your second uncle into the 100,000 mountains, find your wife before dark, maybe there is a glimmer of life." ”

"As for your grandfather's coffin, don't worry, I, Mao Xiaoyun, swear with my heart that as long as I still have a breath left, I will keep him intact."

Swear with the heart of the Tao, I am naturally trustworthy.

Thinking that he had doubted him before, he felt a little guilty in his heart, and nodded: "Thank you, Senior Brother Mao." ”

Mao Xiaoyun turned in a direction and turned his grandfather's coffin right at the off-string arrow that was anti-bow.

Then carefully put the coffin down.

The coffin fell to the ground, and Mao Xiaoyun jumped out for the first time.

In the gossip, the evil qi gathers, and the anger rushes into the sky.

Fortunately, there is yin and yang gossip imprisonment, and the evil qi does not rush out.

After the evil qi rushed into the air, it turned down, like a fairy splashing ink, and all fell into his grandfather's coffin.

Almost at the same time, the second uncle snorted, and a large mouthful of black blood spurted out of his mouth.

The black blood fell to the ground, and the evil atmosphere was rolling, which was very scary.

I went over to hold the second uncle and pulled his collar to see that the mark on his chest had disappeared.

"Whew!" I let out a breath and sat down on the ground.

The second uncle breathed a few breaths, and his face was bloody.

Mao Xiaoyun came over and said: "Now it seems that it can be determined that the anti-bow is the layout of the old man Li Daoxuan, as for the purpose, ......."

Mao Xiaoyun didn't continue, but took out two corpse talismans from his pocket and said to the second uncle: "Success or failure lies in the will of heaven, and the rest can only be done by your uncle and nephew yourself." ”

"Normally, it takes seven days for the spirit corpse to dissolve, but the old man not only prepared a reverse bow for himself, but also prepared eight coffins, which is estimated to take fourteen days to finish."

Turning into evil is the process by which the corpse absorbs the evil qi and the body becomes stiff.

Xiao Cui's coffin definitely has the effect of a spirit, and she has been lying in it for countless years before, just to repair the spirit body.

Grandpa used this coffin, and it is not impossible to give birth to a spirit within a year, but in a year, even if his body is stiff and not rotten, it will not become stiff.

He arranged these for himself, that is, to refine himself into a zombie, turn into a spirit corpse, and seek immortality.