There is a shaded mountain a hundred miles away from Renjia Town.
Because it is on the shady side, there is no sunlight for 365 days a year.
The rocky cliffs are covered with phosphorus, the wind is rustling, and the black mist is lingering.
The entire mountain peak was as quiet as death, and no sounds of birds or animals could be heard. Even if there were birds flying over the top of the mountain, they would stay far away, as if they were very afraid of this place.
There is no dense grass in the mountains, and the water flows backwards, which is very strange!
Hidden within the dark heart of the mountain is a dark and gloomy cave.
The sound of the wind is sad and sad.
In the cave, three ethereal and swaying ghost figures, the One-Horned Ghost General, the Powerful Ghost General, and the Mangshan Ghost General, were staring intensely at a throne deep in the cave made of the bones of mountain beasts.
There was a skeleton of white bones lying half-lying there.
In the nine directions centered on this skeleton, there are nine ferocious-looking stone carvings of snake heads. From the open mouths of the snakes, black ghostly aura is constantly spurting out, lingering around, as if it is an endless stream.
With each burst of these bone-corroding evil spirits, flesh and blood seemed to slowly grow around the skeleton, and the illusory figure became more solid!
"The critical moment has come."
"My Ghost King, please come to this world again! Let us take back what belongs to us!"
The three ghost generals have expressions of eager anticipation.
The sky outside has long been dark. During the lunar hour, the gloomy black mist even blocks the light of the moon. It is the time of year when the yin energy is at its strongest.
With a rumble, a flash of lightning flashed across the sky.
The majestic ghostly energy in the cave swept across, and finally completely enveloped the skeleton on the throne, and the storm formed by the power of Yin Devour filled the entire space.
Even the three great ghost generals had to hurriedly use their strength to stand firm.
After the storm of ghostly energy finally dissipated, there was already sitting on the throne a man wearing a black robe, with two horns on his head, wrinkled blood veins, green face and fangs, and billowing black energy all over his body. He slapped it with a solemn palm.
, the skeletal throne behind him suddenly turned into powder, and the dust dispersed. A hoarse growl sounded muffled: "I can finally leave here!"
When the three ghost generals saw this, they were immediately overjoyed. They all bowed to the ground and said with great respect: "Congratulations to the Ghost King for coming to this world again. This time he will definitely achieve his grand hegemony."
Xuanyin Ghost King stepped out and it was as if the air around him was torn and twisted. He spread his hands and raised them high, laughing hoarsely and strangely: "Old Yama, you must not have thought that even if I were killed by you,
I can come back to this world again. This time I must make a comeback, step on thousands of corpses, and become the Nine Nether Blood Fiend, so that I can relieve the hatred in my heart, hahaha."
The hoarse laughter of the unruly and sinister bird of prey kept echoing in the cave.
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"People are most afraid of three long and two short, and they are most afraid of two short and one long incense. However, it is burned like this. If you have this incense in your home, someone must be mourning."
In the Yizhuang ancestral hall, Uncle Jiu was holding the incense brought back by Wencai and Qiu Sheng, frowning deeply and muttering to himself.
Wencai said blankly: "Is it Master Ren's house?"
Uncle Jiu glared at him fiercely: "Is this it?!"
Wencai couldn't help but stick out his tongue in a self-indulgent manner.
But then Wencai and Qiu Sheng looked at each other, shivered, and began to worry about Ren Tingting.
Li Xiao didn't waste any time and directly opened the coffin board with force.
Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai screamed, "I'm getting fat."
Li Xiao also raised his eyes and took a closer look, and saw that the old man's body was not only getting more dignified, but also that his body was stronger than when he opened the coffin during the day. This was not a good sign.
Uncle Jiu didn't look good either, and quickly ordered the two of them to cover the coffin.
Uncle Jiu put his hands around his chest, pondered for a moment and then said: "Prepare paper, pen, ink, sword."
"What?" Wencai and Qiu Sheng were confused.
Li Xiao smiled bitterly and reminded: "Master is talking about yellow paper, red pen, black ink, kitchen knife, and wooden sword."
"oh."
Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng went to look for something after hearing this. They didn't realize that they were senior brothers. In front of Li Xiao, their half-skilled efforts were more like junior brothers asking for advice.
...
Soon, the two of them had everything ready and spread it out on the desk.
Uncle Jiu stepped forward and started to cast the spell. He first killed the chicken to get the blood, then lit the old glutinous rice with a candle and put it into a bowl filled with chicken blood. Uncle Jiu poured black ink on it, stirred it and then covered it with a Bagua mirror.
Then filter out the juice and drip it onto the ink fountain.
"Bounce this ink fountain on the coffin, remember that the entire coffin must be bounced into a line."
"I understand, Master." Wencai flicked the ink fountain on the coffin and asked curiously: "Master, why does the corpse turn into a zombie?"
Uncle Jiu put three sticks of incense on the incense burner, walked around and said: "A person becomes a bad person because he fails to live up to his expectations, and a corpse becomes a zombie because he has an extra breath!"
Uncle Jiu thought that it had been more than three years since he and Qiu Sheng became disciples, but they knew nothing about it. He couldn't help but shook his head secretly, but when he looked up and saw Li Xiao, he showed a hint of relief.
As the saying goes, a good threesome must have my master, but in Uncle Jiu's opinion, a threesome must have a great disciple. Needless to say, that great disciple is naturally Li Xiao.
"Axiao, you should go to bed early. You are tired after a busy day today."
"I understand, master, you can go and rest first,"
Before leaving, Uncle Jiu warned them not to let the ink fountain slip.
Li Xiao watched his master leave the ancestral hall. He just yawned when he saw two troublemakers, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai, running out of the ancestral hall playfully.
It’s really Madhaha.
Li Xiao hurriedly chased Wencai back, then pointed under the coffin board: "The bullet hasn't been played here yet."
Wencai touched the back of his head and said sheepishly, "I was negligent."
Next, Li Xiao and Wen Cai put an ink fountain under the coffin board together. This made up for the omissions of Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng in the movie. In this way, Mrs. Ren would not have jumped out of the coffin and caused trouble to the town.
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Now sealing the coffin can temporarily prevent Mr. Ren from turning into a zombie, but we must find a good tomb for burial tomorrow, otherwise all our efforts will be in vain.
...
The next day, Uncle Jiu asked a group of young men from the town to carry the coffin to the pre-selected hole.
Follow the same process as last time, place the altar, worship and burn incense.
Because Li Xiao did not make any mistakes when filling the coffin with the ink fountain, the old man Ren was not completely transformed into a zombie last night. Mr. Ren was also very lucky to save a small life.
Master Ren looked around the surroundings and couldn't help but ask Uncle Jiu: "Uncle Jiu, there must be a reason why you chose the tomb here."
Uncle Jiu nodded in disbelief and explained: "You see, this place is backed by a high mountain and has hills on both sides. It is a high chair that can receive good fortune. There is running water on the side, which should bring wealth. It is a rare and auspicious place."
Blessed land."
"That's great. Thank you Uncle Ninth." Mr. Ren bowed his hands and thanked him. After all, what troubles him the most now is his family's increasingly sluggish business. If relocating to this place can turn around the fortune,
, that is great news for him.
When the auspicious time was decided, Uncle Jiu was preparing to bury the coffin as soon as possible under the witness of Mr. Ren and his family. Suddenly, on the hillside to the south, a group of people swarmed down and turned to look behind them from time to time.
Everyone looked horrified and kept shouting: "Help, there are zombies here!"