I pinched the straw man with both hands, and a slight fishy smell hit my nostrils.
It was probably not the cinnabar in the uncle's mouth, but most likely blood.
I couldn't tell what kind of blood it was.
The speed of the cat's corpse was astonishing, and it was about to catch up with the uncle.
At that moment, the uncle suddenly made a sharp turn and flashed to my left, and the cat's corpse was too fast because of its speed. , rushed towards me directly, I raised the scarecrow in my hand and stuffed it into its arms.
Bang, I was hit by the huge impact of the cat's corpse and hit the dead tree behind me, making a muffled sound.
Although it hurt a little, it was worth it because it had hugged the blood-stained straw man.
Hahaha, I saw the frightened cat pinching the straw man and laughing up to the sky in a weird voice, and then fell straight down.
Seeing that both items had been eliminated, I breathed a deep sigh of relief.
When my uncle saw me sitting on the ground, he quickly helped me up.
He asked me with concern for a long time, and then he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that I was fine.
"Uncle, what should I do with this thing?
Do you still want to take it back?"
Looking at the corpse lying on the ground holding the straw man, I looked at my uncle.
"Well, let's see what the old donkey says.
If you ask me, it would be better to bury him on the spot.
Because he has already transformed into a corpse just now, and the yin energy on his body is relatively heavy.
To put it bluntly, he will pretend to be a corpse again at any time. ” "You guys are so handsome, you solved this thing so easily.
Hey, if I had known earlier, I should have become a master back then."
When the old donkey saw me and my uncle re-entering the temple, he gave me a thumbs up .
"Okay, okay, come on, young master.
There is no one who sells regret medicine in this world.
What you will do in this life has already been arranged.
By the way, what are you going to do with the body?
Continue to carry it back," the uncle said somewhat.
He waved his hands impatiently.
It seemed that he didn't like being flattered, or he didn't like being flattered by an old donkey.
"Bring this thing back, you ask me to carry this thing back."
When the old donkey heard his uncle's words, his tone instantly rose a bit.
"Didn't you just carry it for a long time?"
I felt a little strange.
"Now is not the time.
He was just an ordinary corpse just now.
Now he is more than just a corpse.
What if I carry him again and he bites me on the neck?"
The old donkey glanced at the yard with lingering fear.
The corpse inside patted its chest gently.
"Haha, old donkey, you are overthinking this.
This thing is a cat corpse, not a zombie.
It will not bite except for giving people a close hug."
The uncle smiled at the old man.
Donkey explained the difference between zombies and cat corpses.
"No matter what it is, I saw him getting up just now.
It was too scary.
If you want to carry it on my back, I won't."
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After the old donkey finished speaking, he cast his eyes on the roof of the temple, with a look on his face about this matter.
This is how it is done.
"Let's go over and help put the body into the coffin and bury it."
The master thought for a moment and then made a decision.
"We'll do it later.
Look, it's still raining."
Old Donkey stopped mid-sentence because he just noticed that my uncle and I were still dripping with water.
"Oh, aren't you in a hurry to leave here?
Aren't you afraid that some monsters and monsters will come out again?"
The uncle raised his eyebrows and glanced at the old donkey with a half-smile.
Lao Lu was stunned for a moment, put the flashlight in Xie Xiaopeng's hand, turned around and got into the rain.
"Xiao Peng, just stay here and use your flashlight to shine a light on us."
Of course, this was the master's concern for his apprentice.
Although it was already dark at the moment, he could still see everything clearly.
My uncle and I looked at each other and stepped into the rain.
"Old Hong, what's going on?
Isn't it rain but blood?"
Old Donkey stretched out his hand to catch the raindrops falling from the sky, with a look of confusion and fear on his face.
Strange to say, in just a moment, all the water on the ground in the backyard turned the color of blood.
He subconsciously turned his eyes to the straw man holding the corpse, and streams of bright red liquid kept flowing out.
Risk it.
"Let's dispose of the body first."
The uncle didn't seem to know what was going on.
He reached out and touched the water on the ground, put it to his nose and smelled it.
"Don't you find it disgusting?
Hurry up.
It's such a cold day and your clothes are soaked through.
You have to make some ginger soup before you go back, otherwise you will definitely get sick."
The old donkey urged and then reached out to lift the body. head.
My uncle and I walked over and each of us lifted one leg.
We originally wanted to throw the bleeding straw man aside, but unfortunately the corpse was held too tightly and we couldn't separate it at all.
When Crunch put the body into the coffin, he let go a little too quickly, which was like throwing the body directly into the coffin.
The coffin made a loud noise, as if it was about to burst.
"Just close the lid of the coffin and you can go back," the old donkey asked while pulling the water from his hair.
"I'm afraid not yet."
I shook my head.
The uncle must have noticed the old donkey's doubts, and explained: "Didn't you see that this straw man is still spitting things out?
If you leave it alone, I'm afraid it will turn into a bloody corpse in the future, or even turn into blood."
Demon."
"Why can this thing turn into a monster?
Then dig a hole and bury it."
The old donkey looked at the corpse in the coffin in surprise, with a look of disbelief on his face.
The straw man in the coffin was still spitting out something similar to blood, and it was spitting out faster than before.
After a while, there was already a liquid about one centimeter deep that was similar to blood in the coffin.
"Uncle, what's going on?"
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"Hey, it seems I made a mistake.
This should be a blood curse."
The uncle sighed softly.
Speaking of blood curses, I think of Han Bing, the biology class representative.
That time in the laboratory, she used a blood-based spell, but it seemed to be a ghost curse.
"Uncle, is the blood curse one of the ghost curses?"
"Have you ever seen a living person use ghost spells?"
The uncle was a little shocked after hearing my words, and suddenly grabbed my shoulders.
"No, I just heard about it.
I heard that some people practice ghost curses by chance.
However, since they are not incorporeal, they have to use blood as a guide when using them.
After using them, they will lose their power for a period of time.
"Seeing the uncle's expression, I knew something was wrong, not to mention that I had promised Han Bing not to reveal her true identity to others, so I had to use what I heard as an excuse.
"Oh, if you meet this kind of person in the future, stay as far away as possible.
She will bring disaster to you."
The uncle loosened his hand on my arm and shook his head.
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