"Boy, didn't your mother say that the corpse suppression bureau has arranged the arrangements? How did this thing escape? Here, take this." Chen Daofeng asked me and handed me the mirror in his hand.

He took something out of his carry-on bag.

"The corpse suppression bureau has indeed arranged it. My mother guided me step by step in the arrangement, but my mother also said that this cannot completely suppress this murderous corpse. He is here!"

While we were talking, Huang Benyu, who had turned into a vicious corpse, rushed towards us with a bloody mouth. Looking at his mouth that was still bleeding out, he might have attacked a stranger.

I saw Chen Daofeng bite his finger first and write the word "Emperor" on the mirror he gave me. Then he called Tai Qing and handed him one end of a black rope.

The mirror in my hand should be a Bagua mirror. Although I have never seen this thing in real form, fortunately, in many zombie movies I have seen before, this kind of Taoist item that exorcises evil spirits and kills demons can often be seen, and he gave it to Tai Qing

The black silk thread was actually an ink fountain thread pulled out of an ink fountain.

"Boy, this little brother and I will try to entangle him later. You can find the right opportunity to attach this Bagua Mirror to his spiritual orifice. As long as I can restrain his actions in a short period of time, I will be sure to get rid of him! Okay!

Now, you listen to my command, let’s go up and wrap his hands and feet first! Hey!”

Chen Daofeng's next words were addressed to Tai Qing. As soon as he finished speaking, he and Tai Qing rushed up together. The brothers behind him smacked their lips, Ling...Lingqiao? Where is the Lingqiao? Looking back, Xu Lingyu

The two girls were hugging each other and snuggling up to each other. At this time, I didn’t dare to tell them to leave first, lest they encounter any accidents.

"Don't run around now, I'll leave this kid to you for the time being." After the buddy said that, he picked up the Bagua Mirror and went after Chen Daofeng and Tai Qing.

"Be careful!" Xu Lingyu shouted with concern from behind.

The ferocious corpse was retreating steadily under the pursuit of Chen Daofeng and the two men. It seemed to be frightened, so it turned around and rushed towards the crowd of students.

At this time, not only the few of us, but also the students were all in a state of confusion. They even forgot the talisman that Old Man Chen gave them. But that talisman was originally prepared to prevent the female ghost from coming back. I don’t know if it will be useful against the evil corpse.

Use it, but then I will know whether it is useful or not.

As the students fled in panic, one of them did not forget to use the talisman to resist. However, when Chen Daofeng shouted "No!", Huang Benyu tore the talisman into pieces and threw the boy down.

Even though Chen Daofeng and Tai Qing had tried to stop him as quickly as possible, and even though the ink rope had entangled the murderer's feet, in fear and despair, the boy's throat was bitten off by him, and he died after a few struggles.

I was startled, and my legs instantly softened, while Chen Daofeng angrily wrapped the remaining ink thread around the murderous corpse's neck, pulling him away from the boy's broken throat, and then Tai Qing was moved

He entangled the guy's hands again. Tai Qing told me afterwards that it was the first time he saw living people dying in front of him, and they died in such despair and fear that he almost had no strength to act at that time.

But thinking that if he didn't subdue this thing, more people would die tragically, so he desperately cooperated with Chen Daofeng to subdue the vicious corpse.

The ink threads must have been processed by Chen Daofeng using special means, and they seemed to be particularly effective against the vicious corpse. Everywhere the ink threads wrapped around his body were crackling with sparks, causing the vicious corpse to scream in pain.

Chen Daofeng rode on the back of the murderous corpse, and then shouted to me: "Come here quickly and put the Bagua mirror on his spiritual orifice. If it's too late, we won't be able to control it!"

It can be seen that they really worked hard to suppress it, and the vicious corpse was also very excited and manic, twisting and struggling, but the more he twisted, the more sparks burst out when the ink line hit him, and the more painful he became.

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I stood up tremblingly, but before I could recover, I suddenly fell to the ground again. When old man Chen saw me like this, he cursed "You're worthless!", while Tai Qing

He remained silent, gritted his teeth, tightly wrapped the ink thread, and used all his strength to press on the murderous corpse's legs.

Why are you so scared, bro? Because when I saw the boy with his throat bitten off, this powerful scene reminded me of the scene where the fake old man was holding me down and trying to bite me. If it hadn’t just happened because

I am wearing the piece of white jade that my grandpa left behind to ward off evil spirits. Maybe my throat will be bitten off and I will die. This deep thought in my heart is like a magic spell, which continues to press me, making my brother...

Like a fool who has lost his soul.

"General Zhao Fei! Wake up! General Zhao Fei!".

Suddenly, a familiar and bright voice broke into my mind, it was Xu Lingyu!

My brother suddenly woke up from a dream, shook his head, and then realized that the vicious corpse was becoming more and more difficult to suppress, and was about to overthrow Chen Daofeng and Tai Qing, so I gritted my teeth and pinched my thigh hard.

hiss--

The pain was so painful that I almost burst into tears, but the pain also stimulated me to regain some strength. I picked up the Bagua mirror and ran towards the two corpses.

"Where is the spiritual orifice?"

Chen Daofeng saw me coming

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, pulled up the hair of the murderous corpse, and his ferocious and twisted face suddenly came into my sight.

"Put it between his eyebrows, quickly!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the evil corpse seemed to have seen the Bagua Mirror in his brother's hand, which made him feel that he was under a strong threat, so he struggled even more fiercely, and suddenly Tai Qing was ejected.

At the same time, the moment I pressed the Bagua Mirror between his eyebrows, I opened my mouth and blew out a stream of black energy. I knew in my heart that this black energy was definitely not a good thing, but because I didn’t expect that he would suddenly spray out black energy, and now my friend

But his mind was on the Bagua Mirror and his spiritual orifice, so he inhaled a large amount of black energy.

I saw the half-black and half-white face of the murderous corpse suddenly turn pale, but at the critical moment, I took a photo of his spiritual orifice with the Bagua mirror. Chen Daofeng released the ink ink line with one hand and pressed the Bagua mirror, and with the other

I took out a strange-shaped small sword with my backhand. Before I fainted, I could clearly see that it was a small reddish-brown wooden dagger, nearly thirty centimeters long.

As soon as Chen Daofeng took out the wooden sword, he stabbed it straight into the back of the murderous corpse. I saw that the sword should have penetrated the whole heart of the corpse. Then he pulled out the sword again and forcefully

It pierced the corpse's entire head, entering the back of the head, and was piercing out from the spiritual orifice.

He seemed to be relieved, and after a while he found me half lying on the ground, and was about to come over to see how I was doing. Suddenly I felt a sharp pain on the right side of my chest. I looked down in shock and saw a ghost.

The claw actually penetrated my entire right chest!

When everything went dark, I could only hear Chen Daofeng and Tai Qing shouting at the top of their lungs, and then they knew they were doomed this time.

Alas, if I die like this, I always feel very useless and aggrieved. After all, I have only lived for more than 20 years, and I haven’t had time to do many of the things I want to do. My mother has no one to support her in her old age.

, and Xu Lingyu, who has always been in my heart...

If she knew that her brother was still thinking of her when he was dying, would she be very touched? Yes, definitely.

I don’t know if Lao Huang is still in the underworld. I heard that this person’s soul returns to the underworld after death. The underworld actually refers to the underworld of the underworld, which is also commonly known as the underworld among the people. It does not mean that everyone can get the opportunity to be reincarnated after death.

Some dead ghosts may never be reincarnated because of their many evil deeds during their lives, and due to the clear laws of nature, some dead ghosts may still enjoy preferential treatment from the underworld because they have accumulated good deeds throughout their lives.

Looking back on my brother's life of more than 20 years, although he has not done any good deeds to honor his ancestors, he has not done any bad things that are harmful to the world. Maybe this is the so-called mediocrity.

It is said that when people are about to die, their words are also kind, but my friends are already dead, and I don’t know where they came from so many weird ideas. It’s a pity that I didn’t find anyone to talk to before I died.

No, am I dead? Why am I not like Lao Huang?

"Stupid guy, are you awake?"

Suddenly, I heard someone talking to me, which almost scared me to death.

Looking around, there was not even a single figure in the vast darkness. I couldn't help but wonder, which ghost was teasing me?

When I turned around, a bunch of black things suddenly appeared in front of me. Just when I was confused, a pair of pale little hands gradually pulled at the black things, allowing me to see clearly the true face of the thing: it was a picture of a person.

Face! No, grimace!

If I were still alive, this announcement would scare me half to death, but now that everyone is a ghost, who can you scare? So, I didn’t care who this guy was or what purpose he came to me for, and I waved violently.

He punched the ghost in the face.

"Ouch! What are you doing?!"

I was stunned, why was it the voice of a little baby?

After I punched that ghost face, it fell to the ground and rolled around in pain, and gradually revealed its true form. It was really a doll, and a ghost doll at that!

She rolled on the ground for a while, covering the right half of her face, and stood up bitterly to hate me.

"You can't blame me for this. Who asked you to scare me first?" Brother said this somewhat guiltily. After all, the other party is a child after all. The punch just now seemed to be too heavy. The baby was gently caressing it.

With his cheeks already swollen, he took out a mirror from somewhere and stared at it for a while, shaking his head.

"Wow! Disfigured! You big bastard, I'm going to kill you!"

The ghost doll screamed, threw the mirror with tears in her eyes, and came to strangle my neck with a ferocious grimace. I didn't know how to face it, so I didn't resist, thinking that I would just let her toss and toss to relieve her anger, little one.

How strong can a child be? He can't strangle me to death again, can he?

Thinking like this, I relaxed my body and let her fly over and ride on my brother's neck, and then I watched her strangle my neck with both hands. Do you think this damn ghost's way of venting his anger by killing people is all through strangulation?

No! I can’t breathe!

Despite his small stature, this kid is probably stronger than ten of me. As soon as he pinched me, a strong feeling of suffocation suddenly occurred. And it may be because he is a ghost now. With such great strength,

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Next, the person's neck had been twisted long ago, but my friend's neck was like a rubber body, being squeezed and deformed by external forces. It was pinched to the thickness of a finger and was not broken.

While I was sighing at the magic of the ghost's body, my whole heart jumped into my throat out of fear of death. If it weren't for her hands stuck there, I'm afraid my heart would have jumped out long ago.

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After death, ghosts become ghosts. Will ghosts die again? And what happens to ghosts after death?

Damn, I'm still thinking about this now.

The kid didn't resist when he saw that I was about to be "strangled to death". He was probably out of curiosity, or maybe he had finished venting his anger, so he slowly let go of his hand.

"Hmph, with your virtue, you still want to be the master of the Charming Spirit! They are so blind, why did they find such a fool to be their heir? No, no, I won't agree even if I beat you to death!"

I rubbed my neck, which had returned to normal, and looked at her alone over there, oh no, a ghost talking to herself. I couldn't help but feel weird and helpless. Especially when I heard her just say something like "beat me to death."

Words like this made my brother immediately angry. Everyone is a ghost, and I am still dead. Is it necessary to bully me like this? Clay figures also have a certain fire nature, not to mention that my brother is a seven-foot-old man?

After thinking about this, I decided not to talk to her anymore. If she dares to mess with me again, I must give her a good lesson!
To be continued...