Looking at the corpses all over the ground, I was frightened.

Never seen such an evil thing.

What exactly happened?

Why do hundreds of wild lynx commit suicide in a strange way?

Tang San hurriedly walked over quickly, checked the Yin Coffin, but found nothing abnormal, and then let out a long breath.

"It's all the green snakes that show their spirits, so bless everyone. The sky has eyes, so everyone doesn't have to worry."

Under the guidance of the Third Master, the villagers began to thank the heavens one after another.

I was very surprised that the wild bobcat appeared, and Tang San seemed very nervous. It was really as terrifying as he said? Once the Yin Coffin is contaminated with Yang Qi, the corpse will change?

I asked the blind man in a low voice.

The blind man said that if a dead corpse has yang energy before reaching its destination, it will inevitably cause corpses to transform.

As for what monster you become, it is unknown, and it is possible to become a zombie, which is indefinitely true!

Once it becomes a monster, it will be a disaster.

Hearing this, I couldn't help but take a breath of coldness.

It seems that I still know too little about this world.

After looking at the time, I continued to go on the road without delay.

"Everyone is careful, raise the Yin coffin a little higher, and don't touch the corpse of the wild bobcat. Take the time to delay the burial time, but it will be bad."

Originally, the mountain road was rugged and weeds were overgrown, so it was difficult to walk on the road. At night, a dark cloud above the sky covered the bright moon, making the funeral even more difficult.

In addition, the burning incense broke and the strange wild bobcats encountered one after another, the atmosphere became even more weird for a moment.

After walking for so long, everyone who could not hold on was so tired that they were panting. Going up the mountain was also very exhausted, and with a mouthful of coffin, there was another person who couldn't stand it.

But once the Yin Coffin goes out, it cannot land before reaching its destination.

Therefore, we could only grit our teeth and persevere.

I found Luo Xiaoyu's figure in the crowd.

Xiaoyu is the village flower in our village and the object I have always had a crush on. It’s a pity that the flowers fell in his home.

Xiaoyu's eyes when she looked at Tang San were full of admiration.

I was so angry, how hopeful, I was the one who was in charge of the coffin tonight.

I feel a little sad inside.

"Bang!"

Suddenly there were sounds.

Everyone's mind that had just relaxed became nervous again.

Suddenly, everyone's attention shifted from the corpses of the wild bobcats just now to the vaginal coffin.

Because the sound just now came from this Yin coffin.

Wow, no.

The corpse changed so quickly?

Those wild lynx cats had not been exposed to the vaginal coffin before?

What's going on with this guy?

It is also difficult for blind man to understand.

Suddenly, I suddenly realized.

Could it be that when Ah Fei fell to the ground, his blood was accidentally sprayed onto the Yin coffin, and thus it was contaminated with yang energy?

It's terrible to think about it carefully.

Thinking of this, my spine became cold and my hair stood upside down.

I have never encountered such a horror. Could it be that a corpse has really changed?

If this turns into a monster, or a zombie, our village will be in trouble.

I asked the blind man if there had been a corpse transformation.

The blind man said that it is possible, after all, human blood is also full of yang energy.

"Bang bang!"

Then there were two crisp sounds, which seemed extremely clear in the night.

This feeling is like someone is hanging hard from the inside and hitting the coffin.

Seeing this, the villagers were so scared that their faces were pale.

It's really strange tonight.

The sound of bang bang is endless, and the frequency is getting faster and faster, as if something is about to rush out of it.

Everyone around was so scared that they took several steps back.

At the same time, the wind was blowing, the branches swayed violently, the leaves flew, and the wind blew the clothes and made the clothes buzz.

Hulala...

Suddenly, a piece of paper fell from the sky and made people slap them.

Immediately afterwards, another picture...

During a few breaths, paper pieces were ripped off, slowly falling down.

At first glance, those paper-made people still have eyes.

Rumble,

When I looked closely, I was shocked. Isn’t this the paper-killed people I had that night? Every paper-killed people had eyes, but I remember that grandpa burned all the paper-killed people with a big fire. Why did it appear here strangely again???

I...I'm about to collapse on my horse.

Those paper-stuck people, dancing in the wind, against the ground, as if they were walking by themselves.

Everyone was so scared that they were trembling.

The young men carrying the coffin were about to run away. Yang Laoliu hurriedly shouted: "Don't move... The Yin coffin fell to the ground, and the head was not guaranteed..."

Only then did the young men forcibly suppress their inner fear, crying, holding the dark coffin, staring at the paper-killing people with their eyes tightly.

Tang San took the lead and immediately sternly said, "Who is the monster here pretending to be a god."

I saw his big hands trembling, and a long wood came out of his hands. He pointed his hands and the white cloth sail hanging on the top of the long wood hangs down towards him, with complex and strange patterns on it.

The pattern looks like some kind of ancient talisman.

I heard some obscure spells in his mouth. When the sound of the spell fell, the pattern on the talisman sail emitted a blazing light, illuminating the surrounding roads.

Fu Fan settled.

Tang San held a peach wood sword in his hand, suddenly waved it, and jumped into the field.

The sword pointed and threw out a few yellow talismans. The peach wood sword suddenly stretched out and pierced through one of the yellow talismans.

This move is worthy of passing through the willows with hundreds of steps.

This kind of void talisman is not something that ordinary people can do.

You know, the paper floated in the air and was completely unbearable. Not to mention the peach wood sword, it was difficult to pierce even sharp arrows.

I saw that he waved a few times in succession, and those yellow talismans were easily stabbed.

Then, dance in the wind.

His robe was clattering, without affecting his pace at all.

Sometimes he waved the wooden sword, sometimes he was rumored, and his hands were up and down, and the steps under his feet looked quite mysterious. Sometimes he was two steps and three steps accelerated, as if he had a certain rhythm, which seemed quite mysterious.

After a few breaths,

The surrounding wind suddenly stopped suddenly, and the paper-killing people who were still dancing just now seemed to have lost their strength and fell to the ground, motionless.

One trick to get it done.

Some Onmyoji naturally recognized Tang San's Fu Fan.

The blind man's diary said that Onmyoji can only control Fuzang if he reaches a certain level of Taoism. As for Fufan, it is not something that ordinary people can control. Some Onmyojis will never reach this level in their entire lives.

It seemed extremely relaxed to see that Tang San had just controlled Fu Fan, and there was no difficulty in showing any difficulty. This is enough to show that this person has a profound and not simple way of doing things.

The power of Fu Fan is naturally much stronger than that of ordinary yellow Fu Fan.

The Si Bo said happily: "The master is indeed extraordinary. I really admire him, admire him."

Seeing the crisis resolved, the second uncle also breathed a sigh of relief and immediately praised Tang San: "The master will take action, one will be two, majestic and mighty."

Tang San was not humble and turned on the show-off mode: "The tricks of eagle are not worth mentioning."
To be continued...