There was also the previous incident where the husband killed his pregnant wife and then committed suicide. I seem to have read it in the newspaper many years ago, saying that the husband was mentally ill!
I was even more confused. The ghost in Huanshan Middle School collected so many real supernatural events and used them to test others. Why
What is he plotting
correct! It's fear!
The fear that those of us experience in the ghost space becomes the source of its energy, making it stronger and stronger.
This is also the reason why ghosts always like to scare people. After human beings are frightened, their yang energy will be damaged and it is easier to be possessed. Some ghosts can also absorb fear and strengthen themselves.
The night was getting deeper and deeper, and there was a low snoring sound from the duty room. I originally wanted to seal these corpses first, but the bloody words were about killing zombies that cheated corpses. If I forcibly changed the plot, I don’t know what the consequences would be. It's better to be cautious.
In the blink of an eye, it was midnight, when the yin energy of the day was at its peak, the blood-red crescent moon was particularly glaring.
I taught Xue Haotian a little way to seal his mouth and nose, so that the zombies can't smell the stranger on us.
Suddenly, the room was filled with ghost energy, and the six corpses all opened their eyes.
At this time, we heard voices in the duty room again, and the old Wang, the gatekeeper, came out to go to the toilet wearing slippers.
The zombies smelled a stranger, and they all turned to the old Wang's direction. One of the outstretched arms hit the shelf next to it, making a dull sound.
Old Wang heard the voice, stopped, and walked towards this side cautiously.
Can't let him come over!
I winked at Xue Haotian, Xue Haotian understood, when Lao Wang reached out to lift up the white curtain and wanted to come in, he shot suddenly, and hit the back of Lao Wang's neck with a knife in his hand, Lao Wang's eyes were fixed, and he fell down .
He quickly dragged the man outside to hide. Suddenly, the ugly Taoist kicked open the door of the duty room, rushed out with a bell, and shouted, "Who is stealing my body?"
Unexpectedly, this mortician still has some skills.
The zombies smelled the smell of strangers again, and they all looked over. I was anxious, and said loudly: "Go!"
The mortician looked at me and said angrily, "You stole my body? A young girl, what can I do wrong? Be a thief! I'll arrest you and take you to the police station!"
He stretched out his hand to grab me, I dodged to the side, and suddenly a zombie jumped out from behind the white curtain and threw him to the ground.
"Ah!" He screamed, desperately blocking the zombie's neck, and asked loudly, "What did you do to these corpses?"
"You corpses have changed!" I pulled out the mahogany sword, and stabbed the sword into the back of the zombie. The zombie's body froze and rolled on the ground.
He got up from the ground, looked at me in surprise, and said, "You, are you also a fellow?"
"Now is not the time to talk about this, get rid of these zombies first!" After finishing speaking, I grabbed another handful of cinnabar and sprinkled it on the faces of a few jumping zombies. Also slowed down.
The mortician asked in surprise, "Which pharmacy did you buy these cinnabar? Why is it so effective? The cinnabar I bought doesn't work at all."
"This is specially made." I said loudly, "Be careful behind you."
He is a half-baked guy, that little kung fu is not enough, he was very embarrassed to avoid, when Xue Haotian came back, I threw the mahogany dagger to him, and he killed all these weak zombies that had just turned into corpses one by one.
"It's amazing, it's amazing." The Taoist gave a thumbs up and exclaimed, "I don't know where the two seniors are from?"
Instead of answering, I asked, "What's your name?"
"My name is Zhang Tiande." He said quickly.
"Think about it, did anything strange happen after you set off?" I asked.
He thought about it carefully for a long time, then said confusedly: "I didn't encounter anything, just one thing, I don't know if it counts."
"What's up?"
He said: "When I was resting in the town ahead, there was a dead body in the funeral home, but no one was doing funerals that night. I asked the old man on duty and he told me to leave it alone. In the middle of the night, I heard someone behind the mourning hall. Sound, I checked it out, but found nothing.”
My heart moved, and I exchanged glances with Xue Haotian, it seemed that the problem was with that mysterious corpse.
"Where is that town?"
I asked for the address, took a taxi with Xue Haotian, and came to the small town called Fangjia Town.
This small town is even more depressed than Qingyang Town, only some elderly people who are dying are sitting at the door basking in the sun.
We inquired about the funeral home in Fangjia Town, and there was no funeral today. It was very quiet inside, and an old man was sweeping the floor.
"Excuse me, is this Lao Fang?" I stepped forward and asked.
He glanced at me warily: "What's the matter with you?"
"Two days ago, was there a mortician who brought six corpses here for the night?" I asked.
The vigilance in Lao Fang's eyes became stronger: "I don't remember." After speaking, he walked into the house.
Xue Haotian stepped forward, pressed his shoulders, and said, "Old Fang, don't leave in a hurry, talk to us." Then, he stuffed two red notes into his hands.
He hesitated for a moment, put the red note away, and said, "What do you want to ask?"
Xue Haotian smiled and said, "We just want to know what was in the coffin that was placed with those six corpses at that time."
"What else can it be, of course it's a corpse." Lao Fang said angrily.
"Whose family is that corpse? Where is it now?"
The old Fang hesitated and refused to say, Xue Haotian stuffed a few more red notes, he swallowed his saliva, his eyes showed a greedy light, and said: "That is Fang Shan's old father, who died three days ago, and his death is a bit unclear Bai, he sent it here secretly, saying that he will stay here for three days and there will be no funeral, so he will be transported to the crematorium early this morning."
"Where is the crematorium?"
We rushed to the crematorium non-stop. Burials are popular in Hunan Province. There is only one crematorium, and there are usually no people there.
When we arrived, the crematorium staff were about to open the coffin, and there were a few young men standing beside them, dressed like hooligans.
According to Lao Fang, the name of the deceased was Fang Wen, and his son was Fang Shan. He was spoiled since he was a child. ask for money.
Fang Wen still had some savings, but after going back and forth like this, it was emptied.
"Wait!" I yelled, "Don't open it!"
Those gangsters all turned their heads, and one of the men in floral shorts said fiercely, "Who are you? It's none of your business whether my dad burns it or not?"
"There is something wrong with your father's body." I said, "The coffin cannot be opened easily, you go out, we will deal with it."
Fang Shan's complexion changed, and he said, "Which onions are you? Get the hell out of here, or believe it or not, I'll beat you until your mother doesn't know you?"
As he said that, those gangsters surrounded him.
Xue Haotian's expression darkened, and he was about to step forward, but I stopped him with my hand, and I said, "Okay, let them open the coffin, I want to see if he will beg us to save him then."
Fang Shan dismissed us at all, and yelled at the staff of the crematorium: "What are you waiting for, hurry up and burn it!"
The staff hurriedly pushed open the lid of the coffin, beckoning Fang Shan to carry out the corpse together, but Fang Shan was unwilling, so the staff said: "I can't lift it alone, or you can call someone to help."
Fang Shan looked around, and his gangster friends pretended they didn't see it.
He cursed and reached out to hug the old father's shoulders. When he bent down into the coffin, the old father's face was facing him, and his eyes suddenly opened.
"Ah!" He screamed and sat down on the ground.
Fang Wen in the coffin stood up all of a sudden.
He didn't stand up slowly like a living person, but stood up straight like a pillar.
The other gangsters were so frightened that they ran away and disappeared. Fang Shan sat on the ground, his face was pale, his legs were trembling, and he couldn't stand up at all.
Fang Wen turned around straight and stared at Fang Shan.
"Dad... Dad..." He said tremblingly, "Don't care about my business, I, I didn't mean it, who told you to stop me from taking the money in the box, I, I just pushed you, I don't want you to die!"