Xie Chi asked in a deep voice, "How do you say it?"
"Just," Yan Jing tried to recall what her grandfather said, "Zombies are already evil things. If they are still in the same coffin with the child, and their blood is connected, they will help each other's mana during the process of corpse transformation."
Xie Chi stared at the small corpse next to the zombie, thoughtfully, and suddenly said, "Are you sure you are helping each other?"
"Yes." Yan Jing was sure.
Xie Chi asked quietly: "Since they are helping each other, why did the big ones become zombies and the small ones are still good corpses?"
The small corpse was tightly wrapped, with only one head exposed, but the exposed part did not show any signs of corpse transformation.
Yan Jing said in shock: "Ah? Small is a good corpse? Brother Xie, did you read it right?"
He couldn't help muttering in a low voice: "No, if we help each other, we should have become zombies together..."
Yan Jing didn't know either, but Xie Chi knew it.
After thinking for a few seconds, he walked back to the coffin, as if unintentionally pulling out a lighter to light a cigarette.
With a "click", the lighter did not hold steady, rolled into the coffin, bounced twice, and fell into the deepest part of the coffin.
[Isn't it so frightening that your hands are shaking like this? ? ]
[Don't come here with this mental quality, so it's uncomfortable to look at]
Xuan Cheng said with a long face: "It's still adding chaos at this time!"
Yue Xiuming couldn't help cursing: "Don't take it out quickly! If the lighter burns and the zombies burn, can you afford to fail the shooting?!"
"I'm sorry." Xie Chi leaned over to reach for the lighter, and in the blink of an eye, he lifted the sleeves of the little corpse and glanced at it.
Xie Chi's pupils shrank suddenly.
The arms of the little corpse had... animal hair, red-gray hair, and it grew on the skin.
Xie Chi touched the lighter, came out casually, and nodded slightly apologetically to everyone.
[Shit, did I see that scene right? ? Animal hair, looks a bit like a fox, weasel, my god]
[The little corpse is not human? No, it's obviously a human brain]
[Lying trough thinking deeply]
[Wait for this cannon fodder...? Did he do it on purpose? ! To keep others from noticing? ]
Xie Chi stepped aside, and the phone screen suddenly lit up.
[Story exploration degree +3. ]
Xie Chi slightly hooked the corner of his mouth and put the phone back in his pocket.
[? ? Who was the first to gain plot exploration in the whole film? ? ]
[Who is he, I have no impression at all, if you know him, please ask for popular science]
[It happened to fall in, right? ? Just lost shit luck]
Over there, Xuan Chengdao's long-lived man covered the coffin board again, and said loudly: "All come together!"
After everyone gathered around him, Daoist Xuancheng glanced at the coffin behind him and said solemnly: "This corpse has become a zombie, if it was in the past, the teacher should have cremated it on the spot before he woke up, but This corpse is a relative of the employer. It is entrusted by the master and sent to the employer's house. It must not be done for this. Therefore, we can only make some preparations first, stun it before it wakes up, and then send it to the owner. Huaiwa Town…”
It is written in the "Zombie Handbook" that zombies are afraid of fire. Although they are invulnerable to guns, they can be burned by fire.
Generally, for corpses that show signs of corpse transformation at the time of burial, Taoist priests will propose direct cremation instead of traditional burial, because the sky is yang, the earth is yin, the coffin is buried in the soil, and the corpse that shows signs of corpse transformation absorbs the earth for many years. It is easy to be induced to become a zombie.
However, because the horror movie was set in the late Qing Dynasty, people were very taboo about cremation of corpses, so even if the corpse had already changed during the burial, there were still very few people who chose to burn the corpse once and for all.
Coffins with zombies are generally fine until they are unearthed. Once they are unearthed, the zombies absorb the yin qi and popularity of the moon, and they will wake up soon, causing harm to the world.
Of course, it is not necessary to eliminate zombies, as long as they are restrained by some special means to prevent them from doing evil, they can be kept.
Yue Xiuming took the initiative to talk: "Master, what should we do then?"
Daoist Xuancheng felt guilty: "It's because the teacher was negligent. I didn't expect this corpse to become a zombie, and it was not fully prepared. The teacher wants to stay here to guard the zombies to prevent changes. Now I can only trouble you."
The Taoist priest Xuancheng said again: "You still have the ink, you have brought the glutinous rice, and you can find a replacement for the bowl. Now it's just chicken blood."
Daoist Xuancheng wants to make ink buckets.
The ink sticks mixed with chicken blood and glutinous rice on the coffin have an excellent effect on preventing zombies from coming out of the coffin.
Daoist Xuancheng suddenly looked at Xie Chi and Yan Jing who were closest to him: "Well, you two go to catch a pheasant."
Xie Chi opened his eyes, thinking he heard it wrong: "..."
Yan Jing and Xie Chi's phones rang at the same time—
[The progress of the plot has been updated, the task: Actors Yan Jing and Xie Chi will catch a pheasant within one hour. If successful, each will be rewarded with 10 points. If they fail, each person will be deducted 30 points to exchange props for chicken blood. ]
Yan Jing was stunned for two seconds, then smiled bitterly: "Brother, I have a total of 52 points. I deducted 50 points from the forced purchase of those rubbish things just now, and now it's 2 points. If I can't catch a chicken, I will be cold... "
Xie Chi: "..." He was a little suspicious of whether his luck buff was feeding him in reverse.
[They are unlucky, these are random tasks, and whoever suffers]
[It doesn't always feel that simple? Why is there a lack of chicken blood if there is no shortage? Blind guessing about the main line]
Except for Lu Wen, everyone else was gloating.
Taoist Xuancheng said again: "Do you want to go with them?"
Everyone shook their heads. They didn't want to take this task. The cannon fodder thought that pheasants were difficult to catch. Yue Xiuming and Zhou Tong were not less than the 10 points, and they didn't want to lose more than the gains.
Lu Wen had promised the two of them to take care of them before, so he would not let them go. He came over with a peach wood sword and said in an inseparable tone: "Come on, I'll be with you."
The moment he said this, Lu Wen's cell phone rang—
[Actor Lu Wen volunteered to join the mission, and the rewards and punishments are the same as above. ]
Yue Xiuming sneered in disdain: "He still has time to take care of others."
[Hey, Lu Wen's character is really nothing to say, it's just his face... or I'll fan him]
[Lu Wen is really reliable when he is a teammate. He has one muscle to the end, unlike Zhou Tong who throws it away when he runs out]
The three left the main force and walked towards the woods not far from the pit.
Yan Jing said with a bitter face as he walked: "Where are we going to hunt pheasants in the evening?"
Xie Chi: "… "
Lu Wen glanced at him, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.
[This is ambiguous, hey]
[feeling that the points have been deducted]
Xie Chi said lightly: "Don't look for chickens, wait for chickens to find us."
Lu Wen looked back at him unexpectedly: "What do you say?"
Xie Chi untied a bag of glutinous rice from his waist, weighed it twice, and raised his eyebrows slightly.
Lu Wen understood what he meant, and was surprised by Xie Chi again.
Xie Chi doesn't seem to be the same as the painter he imagined. Although he looks frail, he doesn't seem to be rigid, nor is he an idiot in life.
[Q: In addition to curing zombies, what else can glutinous rice do]
[Dang chicken ah ha ha ha ha I can't think of it]
[He can adapt to the situation, it's interesting]
Xie Chi picked a piece of flat grass, untied the tie on the small bag, poured a long strip of glutinous rice on the ground, then walked to the side, and waited lazily against a big tree.
About ten minutes later, a wild rooster appeared at the end of the grass, looked around cautiously for a while, and after confirming that it was not in danger, happily began to peck at the glutinous rice in the grass.
Because Yan Jing was blind and had an excellent hearing, he suppressed his excitement and whispered, "Brother Xie! It's really you! How do we catch it now? I remember that pheasants seem to be able to fly..."
For such trivial matters, Xie Chi consciously invited his boyfriend.
After a few seconds, Xie Xinglan, who was online, said lazily, "Xiaochi, I'm a little dissatisfied with you calling my boyfriend and brother recently."
Don't be too obvious, you are playing a hooligan naked, you need a chicken, and a word... husband.
Xie Chi was stunned for a few seconds before reacting.
In the three years they were together, Xie Chi had never been forced to call out such a shameful word.
A faint crimson appeared on Xie Chi's fair face, and he scolded secretly without losing his temper: "Brother caught it... I'll call."
Mingming's voice was getting lower and his face was getting hot, but his face was expressionless.
"Xie Chi?" Lu Wen found that Xie Chi was in a daze, and called him in a low voice, seeing that he didn't respond, his eyes locked on the chicken, and he gradually clenched the peach wood sword.
Xie Chi came back to his senses: "I have a way to catch chickens—"
Before he could finish his sentence, he saw that Lu Wen threw the peach wood sword with confidence.
The next second, a tragic rooster roared through the woods.
Xie Xinglan, who had just come out, glanced at the tragically dead chicken and narrowed his eyes dangerously.