The old lady, Dong Bagua, Dazuirong and I stood at the door and discussed quietly that if we wanted to get a trap, only the room was the most suitable. However, the old lady and Dong Bagua still did not agree with this method, because Mao Zang was not afraid of fire, let alone not melt the bones. If you backfire and burn the bones, you will be in a hurry and run out of the alley and kill people everywhere, then Yu County may become a ghost town overnight!

What they are worried about is not unreasonable, but now they are forced to the dead end, only this method works. If you say that when it comes to the action, let alone four people, even if you find ten Yin and Yang gentlemen, you will not be able to defeat the bones. In terms of magic, the bones are in a sense, and they can be drought-like in a barren land for thousands of miles, coming and going like the wind. Without waiting for you to touch it, it will fly without a trace like a rocket. Besides, in a hurry, if you give you a barren land for thousands of miles, this place will become a barren land, which is almost as powerful as an atomic bomb!

After discussing for a while, the old lady and Dong Bagua could not think of any other way, so they could only do it according to our ideas. The magic weapon that Dong Bagua refined against Mao Zombie was just a copper coin sword. Before the Liu Ding and Liu Jia divine position, they were all thought that they could use this to resolve Mao Zombie. When Dazui Rong heard this, they both laughed secretly. Such a copper coin sword, let alone Mao Zombie, could not even kill Bai Zombie. Some folk Yin and Yang gentlemen are inevitably frogs in the well.

Dazuirong and I asked the old lady to hold the ghost fire in her hand and open a gap with Ma Ziming's house next door. We returned to the house and chanted the mantra to hide the evil spirits. The effective time of this spell is twelve hours, but it also depends on everyone's cultivation. For example, I am just a newbie, and I want to invisible, and I can last for more than an hour at most. So after two hours, I have to chant the mantra again.

Then he drove the big guy to Ma Ziming's house like a sheep driving, leaving a few young and strong men to dig a pit in the house with us. He dug a deep pit of more than three meters square and Dazuirong brought gasoline when he came, but he could not be scattered in the pit now, otherwise it might evaporate in a few hours. I prepared two Samadhi True Fire Talisman at the bottom of the pit in advance, and knotted it with a red rope to form a large piece, with seal talismans on it and hung on the beam of the house.

Dong Bagua knew a small spell that uses paper people to confuse ghost eyes. It would be even more problematic to confuse zombie eyes. He folded it into dozens of villains with yellow paper, dipped it in the blood of a cinnabar pen, and drew a boy talisman on it. The paper people in the eyes of evil spirits would be a living person. Moreover, zombies' thinking is more dull than ghosts. Even if they reach the level of not transforming bones, they are still zombies and ghosts can't see any problems. They are even more like blind people.

Zombies usually rely on smell, so there is blood and energy on the paper man, which cannot be noticed. We placed the paper man around the pit, and another circle of glutinous rice was sprinkled on the outside of the paper man. The old lady tore the bedding apart, allowing these young men to put more blood, dye the bedding surface red, and cover the pit. The blood and energy can completely confuse the zombies' eyes, so that it can't smell it at all. There is a trap waiting for it. People like the copper coin sword, peach wood sword, bronze mirror, and big-mouth Rong who deal with zombies are all wrapped in mugwort leaves without revealing a trace of breath.

After doing these, less than three hours, I also recited the spell twice. We sat down and drank a sip of water, and let the young men go back to Ma Ziming's house next door. These seven hours were like the age of time, and it felt very long and very painful.

The second hand on the horse's hoof watch made a clicking sound and it was turning. Time passed slowly, and it entered the night. It was past ten o'clock and it was about to enter midnight. The hearts of a few of us suddenly hanged in our throats. Whether we can destroy this dead thing depends on our luck, and it also depends on how much the vinegar softened the bones of the dead thing.

I ran to the west yard with concern and looked at the big guy. Ma Ziming's house has five rooms, and the room has a large space. Dozens of people standing inside are not crowded. This bastard Ma Ziming has a grudge against me, so of course he looks at my father and mother differently and let them stand at the door. The meaning is very obvious. Let them make shields!

I don't mind, if the evil spirit escapes and cannot hide the zombie eyes that cannot be destroyed, let alone standing at the door, even if I hide in the quilt, I will be killed. I comforted my parents and immediately followed the old lady back to the east yard and blocked the gap with bricks. In case I have no time to recite the evil spirit escape spell again.

But at this moment, I suddenly thought of a fatal loophole. His uncle, Ma Ziming and his family were not invisible by the evil spirits. What if the dead Zongzi came first, what if he ran to the West Courtyard?

Thinking of this, I quickly took off the brick that had just blocked the gap. Before I could pass, a huge cold air suddenly surged over, and almost froze me to death. The ghost fire in the old lady's hand was extinguished, and she said tremblingly: "No, it's coming!" As she said that, she grabbed my wrist and hurried back to the room.

Dong Bagua stood at the door and looked outside, asking with fear on his face: "Are you here already?"

I thought to myself, but I didn't see the black fog surging outside. This was the movement caused by the boneless bones. The old lady nodded and waved her hand to us. Xiao Ying cleverly followed the old lady's hanging rope to the beam, grabbed the red rope and prepared to sprinkle it down. Dazuirong unscrewed the gasoline bottle, uncovered a corner of the bedding surface, poured all the gasoline in, and then threw the bottle into the pit. Then, the two of me hurriedly grabbed the guy wrapped in mugwort leaves, and the two sides of the station door.

The old lady and Dong Bagua had one pit on the left and the other pit on the right, lying behind the paper man.

"Woo..." A whistle-like cold wind blew in the yard, making my scalp numb and my whole body was covered with goose bumps. Your uncle, come on, it's so loud that I haven't gotten to the point yet, I'm afraid my buddy will be scared!

The thick black fog kept rolling with the cold wind, and suddenly I saw a smooth thigh stretching out from it, which was particularly clear. I simply didn't believe in my eyes. The legs were thin and long, with a brighter skin than snow, and were more straighter than women's thighs. My buddy thought to myself that it is most appropriate to describe this leg as slender, but who would have thought that his uncle was a zombie leg, a slender zombie leg, which was really ridiculous!
Chapter completed!