There were layers of sweat on Mo Gong's forehead now. He found a spoon and took out the glutinous rice that had been put into the corpse's mouth bit by bit.
"Hey, why did the rice turn black?" Everyone started talking after seeing that it was strange that the glutinous rice that was originally white when put in was now black and purple after being taken out.
I don’t know who said, “I heard that glutinous rice can absorb corpse energy and turn black. Could this be a scam?”
As soon as these words were said, the girl who was originally frightened when she saw the corpse's fingers moving strangely turned pale with fright, and the more timid ones were frightened to tears. The entire fourth floor was filled with noise. Noise.
The middle-aged male teacher turned around to look, but the voice was too noisy and he couldn't tell who had just said it. He shouted, "Stop arguing! Who said you were going to fake a corpse just now? I'll fuck your grandma." Legs, there are no such things in this world, we must believe in science!"
When he shouted, everyone stopped.
"Science? Can you please explain how a dead body can still move?" It was a boy from the same dormitory as me, named Wang Qiang. The male teacher was speechless when he asked this question and didn't know how to answer.
"Let me tell you!" A male teacher in his early twenties wearing a pair of thick glasses attracted everyone's attention. "According to scientific research, not all cells die immediately after death, and some even Nerve cells can still maintain normal life activities 4 hours after the heart stops beating. Teacher Liu is a typical example, and it is not a scam."
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I have to say, sometimes it is quite interesting to watch these people quarreling in a chaotic manner. If you say something, I will block it, and no one will accept it.
The fat man and I were watching this group of people arguing with great interest. At this time, the aunt in the room came over and scolded, "Be quiet! They are not children anymore, they are still noisy, and they don't understand the rules at all." "
The group of people who were arguing endlessly just now stopped arguing immediately after hearing the aunt's words. Many teachers realized their gaffe and lowered their heads in shame.
The aunt looked around in the crowd, as if she was looking for someone. After a while, her eyes stopped on me behind the crowd, waved to me and said, "My father-in-law asked you to help me."
"Me?" I pointed to myself and looked at the aunt and asked. Although I am a Yin-Yang man, if I want to help prevent corpse fraud, I can really help. But they don't know my identity at all. I am in their eyes I'm just an ordinary person, why do so many people here just call me?
"Don't ask, just come in." The aunt said.
I walked into the room and looked back. The teachers and students behind me all complained about why they let me in twice, while they were outside blowing the cold wind for so long.
He said it as if I wanted to come in. Judging from today's situation, this old man should have real skills, but his moral skills are not very good. He seemed so panicked when he saw signs of trying to fake the corpse, and he even I have been dealing with it for a long time and still haven't solved it yet.
If my master had encountered such a situation, he would have unhurriedly blocked the seven orifices of the corpse with glutinous rice, then tied it with red thread dyed with black dog blood, and finally carved a peach wood into a sharp object to pierce the corpse's throat. That's it. Of course, I heard from Master that this should be done if you encounter a dead person who wants to fake his body. I have never seen it with my own eyes, let alone handled it myself.
Mo Gong's apprentice was still chanting the Mo Sutra leisurely, and from time to time he would grab a handful of rice and throw it in the air and scatter it on the corpse.
Mo Gong, on the other hand, was drawing a talisman on the side, "Child, stand over there." When he saw me coming in, he put down the pen in his hand and pointed to the door on one side to let me pass.
Um...I don't know what he wanted to do. But I came in anyway, so I listened to him and stood at the door. There was also the aunt and an uncle standing inside the door, each holding a talisman in their hands.
Mr. Mo also took a piece of yellow talisman paper and handed it to me. He reached out and took it. Although I couldn't understand what was written on it and didn't know what the talisman did. But when I first touched the talisman, I could feel that there was something in it. energy.
He said to us, "If something happens later, just raise the talisman in your hand and don't panic."
I don’t understand why you have to hold the talisman and stick it directly on the door? Just ask him.
He said that these talismans must be held by someone to be effective. The middle-aged teacher who had been crowding outside the door with others said contemptuously, "Feudal superstition."
Mo Gong glared at him and sighed, "People nowadays don't believe this."
"Master! I can't suppress it anymore!" His apprentice suddenly shouted.
We all looked over there and saw Lao Ban's body lying there. Now it was no longer just the fingers that were moving. The whole body was shaking constantly, struggling to get free from the restraints of the red thread, and making a low howling sound. .
It struggled more and more fiercely, and the thin red thread could no longer support it, and Mo Gong's apprentice was pressing his foot firmly on its chest to prevent it from getting up.
Mo Gong hurried over, but it was too late. The body stood up directly from the ground with a bang, and the middle-aged man was also knocked four or five meters away and then bumped into Mo Gong who was coming over. The two of them fell with a bang. on the ground.
"Ka! Ka! Ka!" Laoban, no, now called a walking zombie, made strange screams one after another from its mouth. Its face no longer maintained the frightened expression before, and the flesh and blood on its body were due to The blood had long since stopped flowing and turned very white. Some areas were red and purple like corpse spots, and its eyes revealed strong resentment.
As soon as his hands broke free, the red thread originally wrapped around it flashed a red light, and then burned. Step by step, he walked towards the master's wife in the living room with cumbersome steps.
"Ah! Damn it!" Many girls saw this scene and hurriedly covered their faces and screamed. The people outside the door, even the male teacher who had always said he believed in science, were so frightened that their faces turned pale. I can't believe that a dead person can stand up again, and it exploded for a while.
"What the hell is going on!" The master's wife looked at the walking corpse walking towards her and stood there at a loss.
Seeing the zombies getting closer and closer, I became anxious and said, "Master, run away."
When the zombie was only a few steps away from her, he suddenly jumped up and rushed towards the master's wife with a strange cry. He stretched out his hands and opened his mouth to bite her neck.
Soon enough, Mr. Mo and his apprentice also got up from the ground. The middle-aged man rushed towards the zombie and flew to the other side and fell to the ground. Suddenly, a grin appeared on the corner of the zombie's mouth. , bared her teeth and gritted her teeth on his shoulder, "Ah!" He screamed in pain.
Mo Gong was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. He took out a talisman and stuck it on the back of the walking corpse. The walking corpse pressing on the middle-aged man shook, and the talisman was burned to ashes in an instant.
He was stunned, and I was also stunned when I saw this. It's not fair to say this, but I can feel that the power of the talisman in my hand is not weak. They are all the same person. The effect of the drawing should not be much different. It can at least cause damage to a small walking zombie. But why is there no nonsense at all? I dare say that if I draw a Taoist talisman myself to deal with the walking zombie, I won’t tell you. It can be destroyed easily, but at the very least it will be extremely painful.
But it wasn’t until later that I found out why Mo Gong’s talisman was of no use to the walking dead...
The middle-aged man raised his leg and kicked upwards, trying to kick the zombie away, but the zombie was as strong as an ox and bit him tightly and wouldn't let go. The situation now was extremely urgent.
Of course, it was extremely urgent for those of us in the room. Although the group of people outside looked panicked and frightened, they did not run away. They watched the middle-aged man being bitten by the walking corpse at the door. They were talking about it. It's incredible that dead people can come back to life and bite people. Wang Qiang also said, "It turns out there are really zombies in this world, hurry up and take pictures." As he said that, many people took out their mobile phones and pointed at the people. The corpse was patted.
A strange Zhuang language sounded. Seeing that the spell had no effect and that he couldn't kick the walking corpse away, Mo Gong was very anxious, so he recited the Mo Sutra.
As soon as the walking corpse heard the scripture, it was stunned for a moment, and then it started to scream miserably. The faster it read, the faster it read, and its screams became more and more pitiful, making it look very painful.
The middle-aged man also took advantage of the moment to kick it away, covered the place where he was bitten, got up from the ground, and then avoided the walking corpse at a distance.
"Roar!" There was a roar, and the zombie suddenly turned its head and ran towards us, but its running could only be regarded as fast walking like a normal person, very slow.
The sound of Mr. Mo's chanting made his facial muscles become distorted in pain. I looked at the walking corpse that was about to lean in. It was once a good teacher dedicated to educating us, sending students one after another to university. He had put in a lot of hard work and sweat for this class. But now, he has become an irrational zombie who can only hurt others, and he feels very uncomfortable in his heart.
Just when it was only a few steps away from the door, the uncle and aunt beside me and I raised the talisman in our hands at the same time. I didn't know what this talisman was for, let alone whether it would be useful.
The moment we raised the talisman, three yellow talismans simultaneously cast three golden lights on the walking corpse.
(PS: No one is reading it, so just write it for yourself.) (To be continued)