The Qingzheng sucked all the blood from the severed arm, then threw it away and rushed towards the corpse exorcist.
The corpse exorcist collapsed on the ground, covering his arm that was still bleeding, holding a blackened mourning stick in his hand, wailing in a low voice, the sound came out through the bright red ghost king mask, looking funny and weird .
Seeing this scene, Gu Xinlie gritted his teeth, pulled out the snow-white bone knife from his waist, and turned around to pounce.
I cursed in a low voice, and naturally I would not leave Gu Xinlie behind, so I followed him back.
The corpse driver seemed to be unable to stand up due to excessive blood loss, and there was still black and red blood on his broken arm.
Just when Na Qingzheng was about to lower his head and bite the corpse driver, Gu Xinlie rushed forward and scraped his knife on its neck, flipping it upside down five or six meters away.
"Brother Gu, why did Qingzheng turn into green fur again?
Could it be that it turned into a big rice dumpling after being burned by the fire?"
I couldn't help but ask, looking at Qingzheng who was covered in green fluff.
This thing happened quite suddenly.
The dead body first turned into a zombie, and after a while, it turned into a zongzi again.
"No, this is Hanba."
Gu Xinlie pursed his lips, flipped the long knife in his hand, and faced the dead body that came at him again.
Seeing this, I immediately helped up the corpse driver and stepped back, for fear of affecting Gu Xinlie.
"Thank you."
The corpse exorcist said breathlessly to me through the ghost king mask.
"No need to thank you.
If something happens to my friend, you will die as well.
You can simply bandage your wounds first."
I dragged him to a corner and let him lean against the edge of a big tree. he said.
At this time, I was very anxious and my palms were full of sweat.
"Take this, it will have a restraining effect on the drought demon."
The corpse exorcist took out a triangular yellow talisman from his waist with difficulty.
There were strange and incomprehensible words drawn in red cinnabar on the talisman.
I responded, held the talisman in my hand, quietly returned behind Gu Xinlie, picked up the charred mourning stick, and waited for the opportunity.
This drought demon is not the legendary creature that can swallow dragons and ride on clouds, but a traditional folk drought demon.
Its body is very hard.
Although it cannot be said to be as hard as fine steel or invulnerable, it is about the same as an ordinary hard rock.
The most vulnerable part of this kind of animal is the neck, and one cut is guaranteed to kill it.
However, no one with any knowledge would do this.
Because there is too much corpse energy accumulated in the body of this kind of drought demon.
If it is beheaded rashly, as soon as the corpse energy spreads out, the entire residents of Quanjiu Village will die instantly. jThe dog will not stay This kind of drought demon can't be said to cause Chi Di Qianli.
Compared with the Zi Mu Ji in King Zhuang's tomb, it is much inferior.
Although it only has the demon character of demon, demon, demon, mandrill and Kui demon, it does not have Ji Chengxue's ability to evolve. , to put it bluntly, the most terrifying thing about this kind of creature is that when it is angry, it can instantly turn an area of dozens of miles around into a scorched earth without any vegetation.
Gu Xinlie was going around with the drought demon, constantly attacking the limbs of the drought demon, trying to make it lose its ability to move.
However, after two mutations, the drought demon had already gained considerable intelligence and did not fall for the trick.
Instead, it kept attacking.
Looking for an opportunity to attack Gu Xinlie's vital points.
What worries me is that Gu Xinlie has an injury on his foot.
Fortunately, this drought demon has no eyesight, otherwise it would be really difficult.
I crouched, holding the mourning stick in one hand and the talisman in the other, ready to find an opportunity to deliver a fatal blow to the drought demon.
Gu Xinlie had no time to look around and just kept dodging the Han Demon's attacks.
Gradually, I found that he had adapted to the rhythm and intensity of zombie attacks, and his expression gradually changed from nervous to calm.
You know, Gu Xinlie has an injury on one foot now, and it is really unimaginable that he can do this to this extent.
During the constant fighting, Gu Xinlie suddenly muttered something in his mouth, then roared, and slapped away the Han Demon's arm with a knife.
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The snow-white bone knife pierced into the Han Demon's belly like a white dragon entering the sea.
It penetrated from behind, and a stream of black liquid poured out from the wound.
The drought demon roared in pain and slapped Gu Xinlie's head with one claw.
Seeing that Gu Xinlie no longer had the strength to dodge, I rushed forward without hesitation, holding the mourning stick and imitating Looking at the corpse driver, he used all his body to hit the drought demon on the forehead.
As if using too much force, the mourning stick hit Hanba's forehead and broke immediately.
The front end of the broken stick hit the ground diagonally.
The Hanbao was knocked to the ground by me.
Just as he was about to get up, Gu Xinlie suddenly made a weird move.
He raised his left leg high, raised his head, turned his left and right hands into a crooked shape, and pressed on the chest and abdomen of the drought demon with a bang, causing a stream of black air to spurt out of its mouth.
I saw the right moment, picked up the talisman in my hand and stuffed it into its mouth.
A blind cat encounters a dead mouse, and I didn’t expect that I would encounter it twice.
As soon as the talisman entered Han Bao's mouth, it immediately burned violently.
The Drought Demon roared loudly, and smoke erupted from its seven orifices.
Soon, its entire body was covered in blazing fire.
I quickly pulled Gu Xinlie up and backed away five or six meters.
At this time, my ears were filled with the hoarse roar of the Drought Demon, as if it had been filled with lead water, and my nose was filled with that disgusting stench.
The smell lasted for almost half an hour, and the crackling sound like burning wood gradually subsided.
Where the flame disappeared, there was only a piece of charred and shapeless debris, and a still bright snow-white bone knife.
I walked over and pinched the only ring without an edge behind the handle of the bone knife, and then walked back slowly.
Gu Xinlie slowly stood up, took the bone knife, and said thank you to me.
I said that it was inevitable for brothers to talk about this, and he just smiled.
The two of us turned back to find the corpse driver and saw that he had fainted.
After a brief discussion, we carried him into the village and quietly returned to the side room where we lived.
This first night was so frightening that I couldn't help but feel a little scared.
After all, I haven't reached the tomb yet.
However, I was embarrassed to say such fearful words, so I had to wash my face and calm down.
Thinking of the words of Blood Bodhisattva, I couldn't help but sigh slightly in my heart: "If I am not careful, maybe this time it will happen."
You might lose your life here."
When I returned to the house, I saw Gu Xinlie touching his foot bones and frowning.
When he saw me coming back, he just said lightly that it was nothing serious and it was probably just a broken foot bone.
I got a basin of water, carefully cleaned the corpse driver's wounds, and bandaged them to make sure his life was not in danger.
After a long time, the corpse driver gradually came to his senses, looked around, then looked at the two of us and said thank you.
"Where did you get that dead body from?"
I didn't reply to him, but changed the topic.
"This" the corpse hunter looked at me and Gu Xinlie, and asked in a deep voice: "These two brothers are tomb robbers."
Gu Xinlie and I looked at each other and nodded.
When he saw us nodding, he said nothing more.
He sat against the wall, touched his broken arm and said, "I broke the rules of our corpse hunting this time, and I should have such retribution.
Since we are all eating this food, I won’t hide it from you. " Next, the corpse chaser told us the origin of the drought demon just now.
The corpse driver is called Meng Jiang, and he is an out-and-out Miao corpse driver.
He entered the industry at the age of seventeen and has been working as a corpse driver for twenty years.
Except this time, he has never made a single mistake.
Since ancient times, there has been an iron rule of "three rushes and three no chases" when driving corpses.
Just like us when handling coffins, we must abide by the rules.
Those who were beheaded for doing wrong things, those who were persecuted, and those who were hanged to death can be expelled.
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Because they were all forced to die.
They were unconvinced after death, had resentment in their bodies, missed their hometown and their relatives.
Such dead corpses could use the secret method of exorcism to draw out their souls, seal the corpse's Yin Qi with talismans, and then use The thirty-six exercises drive them to climb mountains and ridges, return to their hometowns, and even leave directly in a coffin.
However, those who died of illness, those who drowned themselves in the river, those who died of self-mutilation, and those whose limbs were damaged by lightning and fire cannot be driven away.
Because those who die of illness are those whose life span has expired, their souls have long been taken away by ghosts, and the secret method can no longer call their souls out of the vagina, and they drown themselves in the river.
Such people are willing to die.
Death is not a pity.
One is that their souls have been replaced by the replacement.
If the soul is recalled, the person who is summoned may not be the original person.
As for those who died after being struck by lightning, these people were guilty of serious sins and were condemned and punished by God.
People who die by fire often have their bones burned, and no matter how powerful the corpse chaser is, they can't drive them away.
To sum up, these three types of corpses cannot be driven away.
Among the eight corpses that Mengjiang drove away, two of them died suddenly, but the transformed corpse was not an ordinary corpse, but a corpse in a tomb.
According to Meng Jiang himself, when the client found him, he directly withdrew one million in cash.
Mr.
Meng had never seen so much money in his life.
At that time, he thought to himself that he had been driving corpses for so many years without an accident.
After discussing it with his apprentice, he made up his mind and agreed.
The dead body was from the Warring States Period, and it took him nearly a year to refine the Thirty-Six Arts.
But who would have thought that something would really go wrong this time.
According to Meng Jian's words, this is called self-inflicted evil, and you will not be able to live.
After Gu Xinlie and I heard this, we couldn't help but feel a little more excited when we felt pity for the corpse driver.
Because the corpse is from the Warring States Period, if nothing else happens, there may really be a Warring States Tomb around here.
Carpenter Meng also told us the approximate location of the tomb, which is about thirty miles west of Quanjiu Village.
Gu Xinlie and I thanked him and talked about something else.
"Brother Meng, what should I do with your seven corpses?"
I found a matza and sat on the ground and lit a cigarette.
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