The hearse appeared at the wedding ceremony and seemed extremely normal.
When Xiao Zhan and Pheasant got out of the car and walked into the house, no one came over to express doubts.
Rural life is not very particular. There are many people coming and going, and a big pot is set up in the yard, cooking a big pot of delicious food.
Xiaozhang obviously came here on time, and it was just time for dinner.
With a calm look on her face, she took Pheasant to get bowls and chopsticks, and lined up to serve the rice.
I picked up a few steamed buns with chopsticks and walked to the mourning hall and sat down in front of the threshold.
Throughout the whole process, no one questioned her existence.
The person in charge of the ceremony saw that she was driving a hearse. Although she was young, he did not come over to ask her for money, thinking that she was here to pull the coffin.
——When it comes to eating and drinking together, Xiaozhang is a professional.
Pheasant then held the bowl and sat down next to Xiao Zhan, feeling uncomfortable all over.
He had just undergone a reconstruction of his outlook on life in the past two days, and he knew that there were ghosts in the world, so he became even more taboo about such innocent scenes.
Behind you is the mourning hall. According to local tradition, the body is frozen in an ice coffin and will be taken away for cremation after three days of rest.
Of course, this is a rural area, and most people pay attention to burial. When the management is not strict, they are buried secretly.
Just in time for lunch, there was no one in the mourning hall.
"Eat with confidence, you can add more if it's not enough." Xiao Zhan said to Pheasant while eating.
When you treat a guest to a meal, you need to be generous.
Pheasant: "..."
Whose family would treat guests to dinner at the scene of a gangster's affair... This is simply outrageous!
He now understood why, when Annana was asked to become a special commissioner by the Bureau of Spiritual Management, she mentioned Xiao Zhan and said she was somewhat unreliable.
Is this something a human can do?
"Sister Xiaozhan, Brother Qi is a very powerful psychic, right? Can I learn from him?" Pheasant thought of something at this time and asked.
In fact, Xiao Zhan looks only fifteen or sixteen years old, but Shanji insists on recognizing Wang Qi as his eldest brother, and Xiao Zhan's shout is very sincere.
He already knew about psykers, and he also knew that he had no psychic talent and could only be an ordinary special agent.
But he is full of expectations for the world of psychics. Maybe Qi Ge has a way to let him master psychic powers?
When Xiaozhan heard Pheasant's question, he nodded: "It's okay."
"Then what should I do?" Pheasant asked quickly.
Xiaozhang said seriously: "Believe in science."
"???" When Pheasant looked shocked and puzzled, suddenly, "Hulong, Hulong," he heard a small sound.
He followed the sound in confusion, and his eyes fell on the coffin parked in the mourning hall.
Hulong, Hulong, the sound sounded again.
This time he could see clearly that the coffin was shaking slightly.
"Sister Xiaozhan... Well, the coffin has moved." Pheasant said in a trembling voice, almost losing his job.
There was no one else in the mourning hall at this time, and no one saw this horrifying scene.
Xiao Zhan, who was sitting on the threshold with his back to the mourning hall, said "oh oh" several times in response, but did not stop picking up the rice with his hands.
The pheasant's body trembled even more violently. Was it a scam?
But it’s noon, so it’s not the time...
Hulong, Hulong, but the coffin continued to shake.
Hey, the ice-covered glass coffin lid was suddenly pushed open from the inside.
An iron-green hand with black nails on its fingers climbed onto the edge of the coffin.
"It, it's out!" The pheasant was almost scared to pee.
"It may have some opinions. I will discuss it with it."
Xiao Zhan handed the rice bowl to Pheasant, stood up, took out the shovel from behind, and walked into the mourning hall.
When we came to the ice coffin, the old man's body lying inside just got up.
It was still wearing a shroud, and its whole body was a black and blue color, but a layer of slender white hair grew on its skinny skin.
His empty eyes looked around, and his mouth seemed to be breathing, exhaling a few puffs of cold air.
Unspeakable horror.
Then when Pheasant was trying to figure out how to discuss it, Xiaozhuang raised his hand and hit the corpse-charming old man on the head with a shovel, causing him to lie back in the coffin.
Take advantage of the situation and help it cover the ice coffin.
As if nothing had happened, he put away the shovel, walked back, and took the job from the hands of Pheasant with a dull face.
"It agreed to let us have a feast." She explained smoothly when she saw the pheasant's expression.
——She actually learned from Agu that a corpse was about to be scammed here when she was playing Didi Ghost Car, so she brought Pheasant over to have a meal and solve the supernatural problem at the same time.
This zombie is just an ordinary zombie. It may be that it feels the aura of the zombie, so it can't wait to get up from the ice coffin at noon - it is scared.
Pheasant looked confused. He looked at Xiao Zhan and then at the coffin over there. Finally, he bravely walked over and took a look inside the coffin.
It was found that the corpse had returned to normal, and the white hair on its fingernails had disappeared.
He walked back to Xiaozhang in confusion.
"Sister Zhong, do you know the magic of exorcising corpses? The kind of Taoist priest from Maoshan?" Pheasant couldn't help but ask.
He has just become a special correspondent and doesn't know much about the supernatural, but the one related to zombies should be Maoshan magic, right?
Hearing his question, Xiaozhuang thought for a while: "I have indeed studied the corpse exorcism spell for some time."
Pheasant immediately became excited: "How did you study it?"
"Being studied..."
Xiaozhang was convinced that he had been studied in the coffin for a hundred years.
Pheasant: "???"
Then Pheasant suddenly understood something, looked at Xiao Zhan up and down, and asked in surprise: "Sister Xiao Zhan, are you... not a zombie too?"
"You can see it." Xiao Zhan nodded immediately.
She has been a zombie for a hundred years.
"..." Pheasant couldn't help but trembled again.
He said, "It's not something a human being can do to treat guests to this place!"