The rain gradually became lighter, but it still fell.
There was nothing in the coffin, but it had already been filled with water due to the heavy rain. The two old masters and I were stunned, looking at each other and not knowing what to say.
Where did the old diver go?
Damn it, don't tell me that it actually landed. They say God has eyes. I have heard my grandparents tell me since I was a child that lightning strikes trees because there are goblins in them. Whenever it rains,
, the monsters and ghosts didn’t dare to come out, they were afraid of being struck by lightning, but what happened today? Why didn’t the monsters strike the old diver instead of destroying the temple?
I really can’t figure out which god made such a disgusting joke on us. It’s his uncle’s fault. Seeing that we were stunned, Lao Yi knew what must have happened, so he didn’t continue his three escapes.
He accepted the body and ran over. Seeing the scene in the pit, he asked Uncle Lin in surprise: "Uncle Lin... where is this... old diver?"
The two old guys seemed to be in a very bad mood right now. Seeing Lao Yi talking, Uncle Lin suddenly became furious and scolded Lao Yi: "Dive like hell! If you talk again, I'll throw you in for a dive!"
Sometimes I thought that Lao Yi was born with a big carrot head and had to be peeled off all day long. Uncle Lin got angry, and Lao Yi didn't dare to speak again. I asked Uncle Wen: "Uncle Wen, is this what the old man said?"
A fake corpse?"
Uncle Wen also said to me angrily: "What a scam! I don't know where to go! Go find your Aunt Zhen, we can talk about this later!!"
After saying that, they started to run back again, and when they reached the forest, there were two roads. One was the way back, and the other was the way to somewhere else. Uncle Wen said to the two of us: "Let's look for it separately."
Well, it’s already dark, and it’s not safe on the mountain. No matter whether you find it or not, you’ll go back to Zhen’s house in half an hour. Do you understand?”
I nodded. Now this is the only way. It’s all because of this rainy day. When it rains heavily, there is no signal in the mountains. The mobile phone can only be used as a watch, otherwise so many things would not happen, but I have some problems.
I'm worried about the safety of these two old scoundrels. You know, the old diver should have run away. If these two old scoundrels meet, it is estimated that they will be in trouble. What should I do?
No, I can't let them get any harm. You know, although they are mean to me and Lao Yi, they are really nice to us on weekdays. How can we put them in danger at this critical moment? I thought about it.
Then I said to Uncle Wen: "I know, Uncle Wen. Let's go this way."
After saying this, I immediately pulled Lao Yi to another road, leaving the road to Zhen's house to the two old masters, hoping that they would find it along the road and go home safely.
After more than ten minutes, the rain stopped. The rain seemed very strange. It stopped and stopped as if it were the willful tears of a little girl.
Although the rain stopped, the woods were muddy and pitch black, with only the puddles under our feet reflecting a little bit of light. Lao Yi and I called Aunt Zhen’s name as we walked, and there was an echo in the mountains, our voices.
The news spread quite far.
I asked Lao Yi: "Lao Yi, don't you have a modified watch? Use Liujia to see if you can predict the position of the old diver?"
Lao Yi smiled bitterly at me and said, "Don't mention it. He's flooded. He's been pointing everywhere since just now and can't figure out why."
I'm speechless. Why does your folk unique skill sound so much like a fake mobile phone? It's scrapped when it gets a little water. This is terrible. Now the enemy's name is unknown to me. You must know that the old diver is probably still hiding in the mountains.
, but Lao Yi and I can only feel the evil spirit within three feet, so what should we do?
We both ran out of ideas immediately, so I asked him again: "Old Yi, do you think your ancestors have any eight methods? Then they must have dealt with the 'Dead'er'. I don't know how ordinary zombies can raise their bodies."
Now, what’s the first thing they’re going to do?”
Lao Yi thought for a while and said to me: "The manuscripts passed down by my ancestors did mention this matter, but the opinions are different. Zombies are not like those shown in TV series. They are not dancing.
They can leave because the bad breath in their chests has not dissipated and because of the lack of a place to raise corpses. Those who become zombies often have no peace. As the saying goes, the spirit, soul, and body are originally one body, so if the soul is not reincarnated before
, his body is not rotten, so he lost the opportunity to reincarnate, so he curses his descendants down there all day long, and the corpse in the human world can also receive the signal from under the Nine Springs, but the corpse has no brain, so it cannot think, so it will
Killing their descendants until they have no descendants can dissipate the evil spirit in their bodies. From this point of view, the first thing they want to kill after they get up is the descendants closest to them."
After listening to what Lao Yi said, my heart suddenly became extremely cold. His uncle, Aunt Zhen is indeed in danger. Why do you think it was such a mistake?
Thinking of Aunt Zhen taking such good care of me and Lao Yi these past two days, I felt very uncomfortable. What a nice person. Just now, she gave us two fried hazelnuts. You know, maybe Aunt Zhen has been tortured now.
Poison Hand, I feel very guilty in my heart, why is this happening? It's all our fault. If Lao Yi and I had stopped her just now, she wouldn't be in the danger she is now.
My mother left me a long time ago, and finally I felt a touch of maternal love warmth from Aunt Zhen again. Thinking of what she said to us before she left, my eyes turned a little red, and I didn’t even think about it.
Do you know why? Why do people who are kind to me not end well?
It was completely dark. The longer the time went by, the less hope we had. The birds in the woods seemed to have fallen asleep and stopped chirping.
No, I suddenly realized that. Unknowingly, Lao Yi and I were walking endlessly. Because it was dark, we didn’t know where we went. However, it was really quiet around here, no matter how late it was in the forest.
, there will be the calls of night owls.
When I thought of the reaction of the birds and beasts when the old diver first opened the coffin, I suddenly became alert. At this time, the bare-armed Lao Yi sneezed: "Ah~~~~~~!! His uncle
Yes, which little girl is talking about me?"
Of course, it seems that the reason why he sneezed was not because a little girl was talking about him. Because I also felt it. The further we walked, the colder the surrounding temperature became. I was thinking about something just now, so I didn’t notice it. Because it was raining, we
My whole body was soaked, and now my clothes were sticking to my flesh. The cold feeling made me shiver.
It looks like it's not far away!! That thing is definitely nearby! I immediately covered Lao Yi's mouth, and then whispered to him: "The situation is not right, stop talking quickly. See if you can detect the evil spirit."
Lao Yi nodded, and then the two of us concentrated on using the methods in our respective "Sanqingshu" to sense whether there was any evil spirit around us. Sure enough, I felt that there was a trace of evil spirit mixed in the moist air. It came from our right hands.
came from the side.
Lao Yi also felt it. Under the reflection of the mobile phone, we both swallowed our mouths, because the old diver's appearance and evil spirit were something neither of us had ever encountered before, and we didn't know how long it would be after he lifted up his body.
Mongolia, but I am sure that this is an unprecedented challenge for both of us.
I didn't speak and nodded to Lao Yi. Then the two of us slowly walked over there. The whole forest was extremely quiet in the dark night. We could only hear the sound of our footsteps occasionally stepping into puddles.
There is also the sound of our heartbeats, thump thump thump.
You know, what we have to deal with this time is a real zombie, and it was transformed by Ba Yaosha. I finally understand the importance of pure blood. To put it simply, a Tibetan Mastiff that has had five babies is another
There's no way he can bite a Satsuma. This is probably the difference between ordinary zombies and Yayosha, his uncle.
I'm a little scared when I think of the honor of the old diver. Now it can run and jump. How can it not scare us both? I'm starting to admire those Taoist priests on TV who fight zombies.
, everyone is upright and awe-inspiring, and I don’t know how to write it.
But I am an ordinary person. This kind of invisible pressure and inner fear does not make me wet my pants. It is already pretty good.
The evil spirit is getting stronger and stronger, and the woods have reached the end. Looking from a distance, there is another grassland not far ahead, and the evil spirit is clearly emanating from there.
The day belongs to Yang and the night belongs to Yin. This evil spirit is much stronger than during the day. Before Lao Yi and I saw the old diver, cold sweat broke out on our foreheads. After calming down the violent heartbeat, I
The two of them hid behind a tree and took pictures of the grass with their mobile phones.
I saw a dark shadow in the grass. No, it wasn't one. I couldn't believe my eyes. There were two. One was lying motionless on the muddy ground. Who else could this person be if she wasn't Aunt Zhen?
The other one was kneeling next to Aunt Zhen. He looked like a skinny little old man with no clothes on his body. His head was very close to Aunt Zhen's face, and he seemed to be smelling something.
His uncle!!! My head buzzed!! The scene I least wanted to see actually happened. I didn’t expect that Aunt Zhen had really been poisoned. When I saw this, I gritted my teeth and thought, why do good people
Nothing good comes of it?
Why is this his uncle’s fault!!
At this moment, anger and guilt have gone to my head. It turns out that people at this time can really forget fear, because I know that I have no time to be afraid. I clenched my fists and told myself repeatedly in my heart not to be impulsive.
He's not a child anymore. If he rushes forward so rashly, he will definitely die miserably.
But I can't just watch people who are good to me continue to be killed. What should I do? Lao Yi also saw it clearly at this time. To be honest, this old boy is more righteous than me. He is about to rush forward with a single step.
.
Fortunately, he didn't make a sound. I grabbed him and said to him in a low voice: "Be honest with me. In your current state, go out and die! If you can't bear it, you will ruin your big plan. Get ready quickly."
Three Escapes!"
Lao Yi nodded and put on a posture of three escapes. One minute, I looked at Aunt Zhen, who was lying on the ground not far away, uncertain about her life or death. One minute later, whether you are dead or alive, I will rescue you.
!!
When Lao Yi was preparing for the Three Escapes, I was not idle either. Since I didn't have the copper coin sword and paper talisman in hand, my power was weakened a lot, but you must know that I am no longer the one who has to do it without the talisman.
What an unlucky kid.
So I quickly bit the index fingers of both hands in the fifty seconds that Lao Yi was preparing, and used the index finger of my right hand to draw a "Jiawu Yuqing Posha Palm Talisman" on the palm of my left hand, and then used the index finger of my left hand to draw a "
The palm talisman of the "Sword Pointing Spell". Since I was extremely excited right now, I drew it very quickly. When Lao Yi opened his eyes, I had already drawn it. Now I only need something that can attack.
I looked at the old butthole kneeling on the ground not far away, and later let me use this extremely sharp sword finger to give you a thorough thousand-year kill!!
(There is a problem with the Internet at home, so I wrote this chapter in an Internet cafe. It will probably be back to normal tomorrow. Thank you for your support.) (To be continued,)