"When the God of Happiness comes here, strangers should stay away..."
A melodious cry came from the other side, accompanied by the "plop... plop..." sound of zombies jumping on the road. These two sounds were so fucking discordant, full of incomparable eeriness and weirdness, and made my scalp tingle when I heard them.
"Sir, they are here!" said the young man happily.
"Well, stay at the hotel and continue your journey tomorrow night!"
The young man immediately raised his voice and shouted: "The God of Happiness has come to stay..."
"Dangdangdang" the small Yinluo sounded rapidly, and the other direction also responded with the same rhythmic gong sound, as if they had received the signal, and both sides were about to rush to the inn to check in.
Suddenly, there was a light below. A lantern exactly the same as the white paper lantern hanging at the door of the inn was lit. Five or six black shadows appeared in the sight, just a few meters in front of the front of the police car.
Since the distance was not very far, only about 30 meters, I could see their situation clearly. An old man in a long blue cloth robe stood in the front, holding a soul-catching bell in his hand. Behind him were three straight white shadows, each wearing a white robe like mourning clothes, which was particularly dazzling in the dark night. They were probably corpses, with a dead smell all over their bodies and a gloomy atmosphere. There was yellow paper on their faces, with only two holes dug for their eyes, which were black and looked particularly creepy.
At the very end was a young man holding a lantern and a small Yinluo.
The old man might be the legendary corpse driver, and the one behind him was an apprentice. The old man shook the bell, muttered some incantation, and scattered white paper money in his hands, which made a rustling sound in the air. Walking up the hillside path, the corpse began to "plop... plop..." and then jumped up.
I couldn't help but widen my eyes. Zombies can actually go uphill, and I witnessed the scene of driving corpses with my own eyes. This is definitely not the kind of situation that someone has deciphered. It is indeed a real corpse walking by itself. I don't know about other things, but I can still identify corpses more accurately. The yellow paper on the face should have a spell drawn on it. Although I can't see what it is, it feels similar to the Taoist talisman.
This is not surprising, because if you trace back to the origin, Taoism originated from witchcraft. In fact, Taoism is a branch of witchcraft. It's just that after the decline of witchcraft, Taoism claimed to be orthodox and refused to admit that it originated from witchcraft.
The corpse-driving team was so huge that they jumped and skipped past me. I hid in the bushes and didn't dare to breathe. The old man left a particularly deep impression on me. His eyes were cold and sharp, just like the owner of the inn, which was chilling. Every step he took, I felt that he exuded a huge momentum.
I understand this. If there is not such a strong aura, how can it suppress the corpse qi behind? In other words, if the life force is weaker than the corpse qi, then the corpse will definitely come back to life, and the two people driving the corpse will definitely die miserably!
This young man had a simple and honest face and a sweet smile. Judging from his attire, he was a Miao child, about 17 or 18 years old. He was the last one to pass by me, holding a lantern, and walked into the inn while beating a small Yinluo.
After they entered, a while later, the group behind them also arrived at the bottom of the slope. The lanterns lit up, and there were also three bodies. The one in front was a middle-aged man who looked familiar, also wearing a long blue cloth gown and a blue cloth hat on his head. The last one was a man in his thirties, also a Miao, wearing a short coat and long pants, and covered with a sheepskin blanket. "The God of Joy is here, strangers should retreat..."
A melodious cry came from the other side, accompanied by the "plop... plop..." sound of zombies jumping on the road. These two sounds were so fucking discordant, full of incomparable eeriness and weirdness, and made my scalp tingle when I heard them.
"Sir, they are here!" said the young man happily.
"Well, stay at the hotel and continue your journey tomorrow night!"
The young man immediately raised his voice and shouted: "The God of Happiness has come to stay..."
"Dangdangdang" the small Yinluo sounded rapidly, and the other direction also responded with the same rhythmic gong sound, as if they had received the signal, and both sides were about to rush to the inn to check in.
Suddenly, there was a light below. A lantern exactly the same as the white paper lantern hanging at the door of the inn was lit. Five or six black shadows appeared in the sight, just a few meters in front of the front of the police car.
Since the distance was not very far, only about 30 meters, I could see their situation clearly. An old man in a long blue cloth robe stood in the front, holding a soul-catching bell in his hand. Behind him were three straight white shadows, each wearing a white robe like mourning clothes, which was particularly dazzling in the dark night. They were probably corpses, with a dead smell all over their bodies and a gloomy atmosphere. There was yellow paper on their faces, with only two holes dug for their eyes, which were black and looked particularly creepy.
At the very end was a young man holding a lantern and a small Yinluo.
The old man might be the legendary corpse driver, and the one behind him was an apprentice. The old man shook the bell, muttered some incantation, and scattered white paper money in his hands, which made a rustling sound in the air. Walking up the hillside path, the corpse began to "plop... plop..." and then jumped up.
I couldn't help but widen my eyes. Zombies can actually go uphill, and I witnessed the scene of driving corpses with my own eyes. This is definitely not the kind of situation that someone has deciphered. It is indeed a real corpse walking by itself. I don't know about other things, but I can still identify corpses more accurately. The yellow paper on the face should have a spell drawn on it. Although I can't see what it is, it feels similar to the Taoist talisman.
This is not surprising, because if you trace back to the origin, Taoism originated from witchcraft. In fact, Taoism is a branch of witchcraft. It's just that after the decline of witchcraft, Taoism claimed to be orthodox and refused to admit that it originated from witchcraft.
The corpse-driving team was so huge that they jumped and skipped past me. I hid in the bushes and didn't dare to breathe. The old man left a particularly deep impression on me. His eyes were cold and sharp, just like the owner of the inn, which was chilling. Every step he took, I felt that he exuded a huge momentum.
I understand this. If there is not such a strong aura, how can it suppress the corpse qi behind? In other words, if the life force is weaker than the corpse qi, then the corpse will definitely come back to life, and the two people driving the corpse will definitely die miserably!
This young man had a simple and honest face and a sweet smile. Judging from his attire, he was a Miao child, about 17 or 18 years old. He was the last one to pass by me, holding a lantern, and walked into the inn while beating a small Yinluo.
After they entered, a while later, the group behind them also arrived at the bottom of the slope. The lanterns lit up, and there were also three bodies. The one in front was a middle-aged man who looked familiar, wearing a long blue cloth gown and a blue cloth hat. The last one was a man in his thirties, also a Miao, wearing a short coat and long pants, and covered with a sheepskin blanket.