Director of Huaxia, Interstellar Explosion Section 229
The sixth uncle glanced at him: "Yes and no." ”
The village chief hurriedly squeezed over: "Dao Chief, let's go to the side and talk." ”
The middle-aged man in the Taoist robe was unmoved, and said bluntly: "This is the spiritual gathering point in Feng Shui, and the deceased buried in this cave will absorb the luck of the surroundings and bless future generations." ”
"What does the Taoist mean is that our blessings have been sucked into the village chief's house?"
The sixth uncle nodded: "Exactly." ”
The villagers were in an uproar, there was a man who had just died and was still wearing linen and filial piety, and his eyes immediately turned red when he heard this, and he smashed it on the tombstone with a hoe. The other villagers also looked unkind, and the hoes in their hands were ready to move.
The village chief was anxious: "Dao Chief, I invited you to dinner just now, how can you take revenge." ”
The sixth uncle sneered: "I'm saving you." This Juyun Cave has been in the village for nearly a hundred years, why did it happen recently, haven't you thought about it? ”
Chen Ming was so angry that he grabbed the sixth uncle's collar, it didn't count as cheating and eating and drinking at his house, and he had to slander his grandfather as a dead man, so he must teach him a good lesson today.
Hearing the words of the sixth uncle, the village chief had a bad premonition in his heart and hurriedly stopped his son.
The sixth uncle said unhurriedly: "Haven't you heard that things must be reversed, and expensive are easy to break?" If you are too lucky, it depends on whether you can suppress it! ”
As soon as these words came out, what did the village chief not understand, if he didn't remedy it, the next time he would be unlucky.
"Ask the Taoist for help!" The village chief's hand was like an iron tong, and he refused to let go of the last straw.
The remedy was to dig up the coffin and destroy the hole.
The audience in the cinema was stunned when they heard it, but fortunately, there was a flood as an example, and they also understood what luck was all about.
Some people's attention is biased, and a pair of eyes are green.
"Magnet? Finances...... Can you suck it too? ”
"No wonder the villagers are dressed in tatters, he still has the money to send his son out to see the world, it turns out that everyone's fortune has gathered to him!"
"! I want to ...... No, it's vicious! ”
"Feng Shui, write it down, and check it when you go back!"
A group of people were red with excitement, and Yu Jing was so excited that he was jumping up and down.
Remember your size!
Let's say they have a lot of imagination, and they can't even guess what it is. Let's say that their imagination is barren, and people can associate wealth and fortune from feng shui.
The left one gathers wealth and the right one Feng Shui drilled into his ears, so angry that Yu Jing almost jumped up.
Why is the focus of this group always crooked!
Hearing that the sixth uncle was going to dig up the coffin, some people joked.
"Dig it out, do you want to drive out the corpse again?"
"No, no, they've been dead for a hundred years, where did the corpse come from to drive him away, there is only a skeleton left."
"Hahaha, maybe the skeleton shelf can catch up."
Everyone subconsciously thought about the scene, a group of corpses followed by a skeleton shelf......
Burst!
Hold back, can't laugh!
The little director sneered, quietly nestled in his lover's arms, ready to let the movie slap this group of people in the face.
Wait, sooner or later, when you will kneel down and call Daddy.
……
Despite his son's opposition, the village chief strongly advocated digging the coffin. After all, he is the head of a village, and his son is the captain of the security team, so he has no fear when the matter of gathering luck comes out.
The villagers could only swallow their resentment and help dig the coffin.
On the day of the coffin, the evening sky was gloomy, indicating the solemnity of the coming storm. The sixth uncle pinched his fingers, and his face was very ugly.
The hemp rope tied the coffin, and the pitch-black coffin rose from the earth little by little. At the moment when the coffin was opened, a group of birds were startled in the mountains and forests in the distance, and the mournful chirping of crows caused everyone present to be upset.
The villager in charge of lifting the coffin knelt down and kowtowed, and the sixth uncle was fixed: "Open the coffin!" ”
Squeak –
The heavy coffin board was removed, and everyone only felt creepy.
In the coffin full of funeral goods, the old man in the shroud did not decay in the slightest, and his old face seemed to be asleep.
Looking down, the purple nails had grown to two inches long.
"Cover it up!" The sixth uncle drank vigorously.
The villagers next to him also realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly went to carry the coffin board.
It's late.
A thunder dragon descended from the sky and slashed at the corpse, the last rays of sunlight of the evening obscured by dark clouds.
The corpse in the coffin opened its eyes and instantly erected its body.
Some villagers shouted bitterly: "The corpse has changed! ”
The crowd dispersed in a hurry, not even the tools, and crawled away from the cemetery.
The sixth uncle yelled at the village chief and Chen Ming: "Zombies will harm their relatives first, what are you doing in a daze, go quickly!" ”
The team leader, who had always suspected that Shen Liu was a liar, woke up like a dream, helped his father to turn around and run.
The sixth uncle gritted his teeth, and three yellow talismans flew up in the air, and after fixing the corpse, the peachwood sword pierced his heart with an arrow.
If it were an ordinary person, he would have died of anger, but the zombie just looked up to the sky and roared, and the heavy coffin board smashed towards the Taoist.
The sixth uncle avoided sideways, and when he looked for it again, there was no trace of the zombie.
Back at the village chief's house, a group of people trembled with fear.
"Dao Chief, my grandfather ......" The village chief trembled in shock.
Shen Liu said angrily: "Use the luck of a village to raise it, it has already become a refinement!" After two more years, it can even come out in broad daylight! ”
It's a pity that all I brought with me today were tools for finding holes, and I didn't understand it. Once the corpse absorbs the Sun and Moon Essence, it will be even trickier!
As soon as these words came out, the people in the village knelt down for the Taoist chief one after another, crying and begging him for help.
The squad leader didn't stand sideways, and stood there with his eyes straight, obviously not relieving.
"Go and prepare chicken blood, yellow talismans and ink fountains, peach wood to ward off evil spirits, and get some too." The Taoist motioned for the team leader to prepare these.
The village chief quietly grabbed his hand and asked excitedly: "What about us, what should we do with this old bone?" ”
I'm afraid that Shen Liu won't care about them.
"You go and prepare glutinous rice, glutinous rice can not only drive away zombies, but also prevent corpse poison."
A group of villagers looked at each other and began to run out in a swarm, and when they arrived at the rice shop, they didn't want anything but glutinous rice.
Chen Ming relied on himself as the team leader, almost emptied a rice shop, and took his subordinates to move glutinous rice home.
"Son, what are you doing here, Uncle Sixth said, sprinkle glutinous rice on the ground, so that zombies don't dare to come in."
The village chief watched in wonder as his son poured packets of glutinous rice into the vat, not understanding what he wanted to do.
Chen Ming smiled: "What's the use of a thin layer on the ground, when the zombie comes, I'll bury myself in the rice jar and see how it is found." Dad, this tank is big enough for the two of us to squat. ”
The village chief's eyes lit up and he felt that his son's idea was really good.
The selfish appearance made the audience in the cinema shake their heads again and again.
"These two people are too good, it was originally his family who didn't steal other people's things, and now they have emptied a rice shop."
"Can glutinous rice really drive away zombies?"
"It's been dead for a hundred years and it hasn't rotten, luck is really a good thing, I don't know if I can be resurrected if I bury it for another hundred years."
"! That villager is really talented, the glutinous rice is cooked and eaten hard, do you want to marinate yourself and then poison the zombies? ”
At the same time, he scoffed at this fear of death, what is there to be afraid of zombies.
Look at the nine corpses that Uncle Sixth was going to take home, all of them were already decomposed. If you really want to encounter zombies, you will swarm and hold your hands and feet and unload eight pieces to see how it jumps.
Then the audience was slapped in the face.
The zombie that jumped up to the human smell was fierce and terrifying, the wooden chair smashed on the body could only tickle it, and the kitchen knife slashed on the body to stir up a spark.
Even guns can only slow down the zombies.
The zombies that have been exposed to the moonlight are truly invulnerable, and the power of the village can only temporarily force it back.
The rune paper was attached to his forehead and ignited a flame, and was finally torn to shreds by the zombies. Its limb joints began to soften, and it walked like a human, and finally the team leader forced it back again with a bomb.
Even interstellar people who don't know about zombies can sense that something is wrong.
Invulnerable, nimble walking, bloodthirsty for a living......
I'm afraid this village is not a pill!
The audience who just said that they were going to be dismantled was dumbfounded, and covered their faces in collapse, feeling that their faces were going to be swollen.
"Think about it, after a hundred years, you always have to have some ability." The bald brother is weak to make up for it.
"The point is that it's not even afraid of guns! The rune paper is useless, what should I do now! ”
The village is so big, the glutinous rice in the rice shop is not enough, and there are always people who don't grab it.
A patrolling man walked further and further, and in the darkness, the zombie jerked out its claws.
The purple nails left ten bloody holes in his arms, and the zombies bit the man's neck fiercely. He didn't even have time to scream, and he lost his breath in an instant.
When the sixth uncle arrived, there was only a dead corpse left.
"Cremate the body, and the others will chase after me." He hurriedly left a sentence and chased after the blood.
Chen Ming pulled his legs to follow, and a deputy asked him, "Captain, the Taoist leader asked us to cremate the body." ”
He didn't want to chase zombies.
"The corpses are carried back and put away first, so that the family can see the last face, five or six corpses, when you finish burning, the sky is bright, how to catch zombies!" The squad leader was so angry that he punched him.
The group ran away in a hurry, leaving two people to carry the corpses back to the village.