"What does the body mean when it comes back?
What happened?"
I asked.
I didn't understand the meaning of this sentence.
But the person on the other end didn't reply and hung up the phone directly, leaving me confused.
I realized something might be wrong, so I quickly put on my coat and rushed to the store.
When I arrived at the store, Gu Xinlie and the others were sitting next to the sofa.
No one said anything, but their expressions were extremely serious.
"What's going on?"
I asked as I entered the house and took off my coat.
"Lin Bei."
When Xie Si saw me coming, she rushed over and started crying.
"Don't cry yet, tell me what's going on."
I wiped away Xie Si's tears and asked.
"Let Xiaohu tell you, I was scared to death."
Xie Si's voice was choked, and his voice was also trembling abnormally.
I looked at Wang Hu.
His face was also a little pale.
He swallowed and said slowly: "This morning, when my sister-in-law and I opened the door, we smelled a fishy smell in the house.
Then my sister-in-law saw it.
When we arrived, Mr.
Liu’s body was lying on the ground.”
After Wang Hu stammered, I finally got the general idea.
It’s no wonder that Xie Si was so frightened.
I guess I would have been frightened too.
"Where is the body?"
I asked again.
"I sent the corpse back.
The tomb is intact and has not changed at all.
I am also surprised how the corpse came back on its own."
Gu Xinlie frowned, his expression extremely serious.
"This is indeed a bit weird.
Logically speaking, it shouldn't be possible.
The Feng Shui position of the tomb is good, and I personally did everything from the coffin to the funeral to the tomb.
There can be no problem."
I sat on the sofa Go up, cover your mouth with your hands and mutter to yourself.
I can't figure out which part went wrong.
"The dead come in during the day and the living come out at night.
It should be a ghost dream."
Just when I was thinking hard and couldn't figure out what was going on, Ji Chengxue suddenly appeared next to me and said softly.
"What are ghost dreams?"
I asked, this was the first time I heard it.
"Like people, ghosts also dream, but ghosts do not dream when they are sleeping, but when they are unconscious.
For example, if you have just become a ghost, there will be an ignorant subconscious mind that controls you to do some strange things.
"Of course these things were done without your knowledge," Ji Chengxue explained to me.
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"Are you sure?"
I frowned.
"Not sure, but this is the only thing I can think of."
Ji Chengxue raised her eyebrows.
I pursed my lips.
This matter was indeed a bit troublesome.
I pondered for a moment, and then slowly said: "Well, Brother Gu, you and I will stay here tonight and watch a little bit.
I want to see how this corpse escapes."
Come here, Huzi, just go home and sleep normally."
"I'm not going home tonight.
You go to sleep upstairs and don't come down no matter what noise you hear."
I shook Xie Si's hand and said.
"Okay, do you need to go home and bring Xiao Yi?"
Xie Si nodded and then said.
"No, it's fine if he's at home."
I shook my head.
At night.
Xie Si had already gone upstairs to sleep.
I looked at the quartz clock on the wall.
It was eleven o'clock.
There was no movement in the quiet room.
The only sound was the breathing and heartbeat of Gu Xinlie and I.
It was also pitch black outside the door.
The dim street lights nearby flickered on and off.
All in all, the silence was eerie.
"What if it really comes?"
I licked my lips and whispered.
"There are two ways, one is to cremate him so that he will never recover, the other is to send him to become a Buddha."
Gu Xinlie pushed out the black long knife, placed it across his knees, and said softly.
I didn't say anything.
No matter which method I used, the six-fingered horse would be almost wiped out.
But other than these two methods, I couldn't think of any better method for a while.
Time passed little by little, and just before twelve o'clock, suddenly the door rang, and the sound of ping-ping-pong-pong began to ring in my ears.
Gu Xinlie and I looked at each other, but neither of us made any move.
We were still sitting on the sofa, wanting to see how the corpse entered the house.
After a while, the ping-pong-pong-pong sound gradually became weaker, and then there was no movement.
This made Gu Xinlie and I feel a little strange.
We stood up and cautiously walked forward before taking two steps.
Suddenly, A face suddenly rushed out from the iron door and roared at the two of us.
Teng Teng Teng, Gu Xinlie and I were so frightened by this turn of events that we immediately took a few steps back.
That face was none other than the body of Ma Liuzhi who had been dead for a long time.
As if passing through a phantom, the corpse walked straight in from the door like a Taoist priest who knew how to pass through walls.
The purple skin, the ulcerated face and the horrific wounds on my neck made me almost vomit.
The fishy smell mixed with the visual pressure brought by the maggots made me wonder how to describe this kind of horror.
From time to time, there was dark green liquid in the mouth, slowly flowing down from the corners of the mouth and down the chin.
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The shroud on the body was somehow stained with blood, whether it was from beasts or humans.
This was the first time I saw a living corpse, and it was far more terrifying than the living dead.
"Brother Gu, are you sure you really buried Liu Ye's body again?"
I somersaulted to the edge of the counter and pulled out the instant knife with a bang.
"There's no point in asking these questions now.
Take action quickly and cut off his hands and feet."
Gu Xinlie narrowed his eyes and said.
"You are crazy.
If you break his hands and feet, how can he be reincarnated?"
I was also shocked by Gu Xinlie's words.
These broken limbs are not just broken, they can be broken by accident.
The other party is beyond redemption.
I can't understand how Gu Xinlie could come up with such an impulsive method.
"Did you look at his appearance and touch his limbs?
He might come back every day.
It doesn't matter if he hurts us.
But if he hurts a pedestrian, it will be a big trouble.
Furthermore, if his corpse turns into a rice dumpling in the city, I don’t need to say more, you already know what it means.”
Gu Xinlie glanced at me, then rushed forward with his knife.
I gritted my teeth, but had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow.
The knife almost penetrated the flesh, and every attack by Gu Xinlie was extremely harsh, but somehow, it seemed that the bones of Ma Liuzhi's corpse were too hard, and his hands and feet were not cut off at the roots.
But at this time, I felt a little strange, how hard the bones must be to withstand the pressure.
"No, you can't chop him with a knife.
He is now a fake and can't be transformed into bones.
You can only burn him with fire."
At this time, Su Manyan suddenly appeared in front of me and said.
"Fake can't turn into bones."
My heart thumped, and I couldn't help but exert some more force on my hands.
It seemed that I couldn't do it without killing Mr.
Liu.
Because now Mr.
Liu is already a rice dumpling.
The non-bone is a type of zombie, a thing of folklore.
There is no evidence to prove its existence, but there is no evidence to prove that it is fiction.
Zombies gather the grievances of heaven and earth, take the death energy of heaven and earth, and are born with bad luck.
Immortal, immortal, abandoned by the three realms of heaven, earth and man, outside the six realms of living beings, wandering and homeless.
The body is stiff, using resentment as power and blood as food in the human world.
In Zi Buyu, zombies are divided into eight types: purple zombie, white zombie, green zombie, hairy zombie, flying zombie, wandering zombie, lying corpse, and non-bone zombie.
Legend has it that zombies at the non-bone level are even more powerful than Zombie Ancestor Hanba, Generals, Yinggou, and Houqing.
Of course, Ma Liuzhi is not this kind of invincible existence.
It is probably because something has changed his body structure that his bones are extremely hard, thus achieving a state of "pseudo-invisible bone".
This is the first time I have seen this kind of thing, but since Su Manyan said that burning it with fire is effective, it must be right.
I briefly talked to Gu Xinlie and asked him to wrap his fingers around Ma Liu.
I turned around and pulled out a piece of cloth from the counter, then called Brother Gu, and then threw one end of the piece of cloth in my hand towards him.
He caught the piece of cloth and immediately understood what I was going to do.
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The two of us One to the left, one to the right, and backwards, directly wrapping Ma Liu's finger.
Then the two of us kept spinning and wrapping, and we didn't stop until all the pieces of cloth in our hands were used up.
When we turned our heads again, Ma Liu's finger was already wrapped by us.
Became a mummy.
Immediately, I took out the windproof lighter in my pocket, took two steps back, lit it, and then threw it directly on Ma Liuzhi's body.
As soon as the flame came into contact with the dry cloth, a flame slowly ignited.
With Gu Xinlie's help, Ma Liuzhi was even unable to move.
As this small flame gradually spread, then slowly burned, and finally formed a large fire.
With a cry, the piece of cloth was completely burned, and Ma Liuzhi's body also started to burn.
The screams were endless.
I heard from Su Manyan that the flames burned the ghost body directly.
It's no wonder that the wound was invulnerable and not painful.
Zombies that are not itchy will also feel unbearable pain.
"Brother Gu," I said subconsciously when I saw Ma Liuzhi screaming in the fire.
I felt a little sad.
"Collect the ashes and bury them with dignity."
Gu Xinlie put the black long knife into the scabbard.
The sound of the flame burning the blood and the disgusting sour smell made me don't know how to describe the scream.
Hearing this made me a little worried, but there was nothing I could do about it.
Now that the matter had come to this, I could only give Mr.
Liu a grand burial as some compensation.
After a while, the fire finally died out, leaving only a patch of gray-white ashes and traces of flames on the ground.
I tremblingly took out a cigarette from my pocket and looked for a lighter for a long time before lighting it: "I'm sorry, Master Six."
"There is nothing to be sorry for.
You have done everything you should do.
As the saying goes, God is looking after what you do.
Don't be too sad."
Su Manyan stood beside me and comforted me.
I was speechless and could only sigh, feeling guilty alone: