I slowly stretched out my head. With the faint light, I saw Mr. Zhou in the birthday coffin. The years of grave-pressing work have allowed me to see a lot of dead people, but those are all under normal circumstances, and there is nothing to be afraid of. This time, Mr. Zhou is different. The turtle blood nail in the morning has already scared me. The yin wind I saw with my own eyes before made me believe that Mr. Wu is not talking about in a vain on weekdays. It turns out that there are really ghosts in the world!

The old man Zhou in front of him was not the kind-hearted face. He always talked about the strange old man after dinner. His eye sockets were obviously sunken, the wrinkles on his face seemed to be solidified, the head-up lines on his forehead had long disappeared, and the whole face was blue and dry, as if a thin piece of skin was covered on it, making people shudder...

Old Master Zhou’s mourning clothes were very decent and noble. His pair of cloud-toed boots were flat and light. Perhaps it would make him less tired when walking in the underworld. I felt that my whole body was shivering, and my legs were unable to move forward like sieve. My hands seemed to be colder than the hands of dead people. I looked back at them, Mr. Yang, Uncle Zhou Er, fortune teller, Ma Fuzi, Uncle Mianzi, and a few old uncles in the village, as well as Heizi... They were all looking at me, watching me about to melt Old Master Zhou little by little with lime powder, leaving only the thick white bones!

In order to repay the kindness of Zhou Ji from Zhou's family, I volunteered to hold the grave for Mr. Zhou. He is the old man I admire so much, but at this moment I actually want... Although Mr. Zhou has passed away,...

"The seventh day of the first lunar month! The hour of You is about to pass, and there are only two hours left in Xu and Hai. You can't waste your time anymore!" Mr. Yang scolded sternly.

I turned around unconsciously and looked at them again, then turned around. This time I gritted my teeth and whispered to Mr. Zhou: "Mr. Zhou, what I will do next in the seventh day of the lunar month, but in order to crack the disaster of your Zhou family, I hope you can understand... Of course, you must also bless us to successfully crack that damn black bamboo formation!"

After silently reciting, I immediately picked up a ball of lime powder and bent over and climbed into the birthday coffin-

The lime powder was applied from the beginning, and a thick layer of lime powder was applied on it. It was hot and hot in a moment. I immediately accelerated and didn't care whether the following grandfather was a respected old man. I only knew that I was now saving Uncle Zhou Er's family from the disaster, and the disasters and blessings of the ancestral home spread to future generations. If Mr. Zhou knew about it, I hope he could forgive and support his descendants!

I wanted to move down a little, because my face was just above Mr. Zhou's head. Mr. Yang said that the body could not let the body suck into the yang energy in my mouth. After a while, I even turned my head to breathe. Suddenly, the position of my knee pressing slipped inexplicably. I suddenly looked down and immediately exclaimed: "Ah! I actually pressed on Mr. Zhou's arm-"

"Um!"

I hurriedly waved my sleeves to cover my mouth, and I actually spoke! I actually spoke to the corpse! In a panic, my eyes quickly swept towards Mr. Zhou's mouth. Perhaps because of the money in my mouth, Mr. Zhou's mouth was slightly opened, so I didn't know whether he had inhaled the yang energy. I was a little at a loss, but I knew I could no longer speak. I bent over slightly and slowly put my ears close to Mr. Zhou's lips. I listen, let me hear if he was sucking...

A trace of extremely subtle air flowed across the edge of my ears and then entered the mouth of Mr. Zhou. I was shocked and immediately opened my mouth wide. Suddenly! "Gu...gu..." This strange sound actually sounded in Mr. Zhou's chest. I suddenly swallowed the breath I held in my mouth. I hurriedly looked up at Mr. Yang and others. At this time, my head was covered with big sweat beads of rolling down, and my back was wet, but I didn't feel the heat, and I couldn't help but tremble with coldness!

Mr. Yang said that even if Mr. Zhou wanted to cheat the zombie, it would not be really coming alive. I gritted my teeth, picked up a ball of lime powder in both hands and applied it heavily to Old Master Zhou's face. Then I never stopped again, smeared balls of lime powder, chest... abdomen...

"Squeak...squeak..."

A slight slight friction sound came into my ears clearly, and I jumped up in shock!

I saw that the fingertips of Mr. Zhou were actually grabbing the bottom of the coffin with force. His fingers had turned black and blue, and his nails were even dark and reflective, which was extremely cunning!

My legs were trembling, and I didn't know what I was thinking, and I didn't know where the strength came from. I took off the lime powder as quickly as possible. In this way, my hands and then my feet were pressed against a thick layer of lime powder, and then my hands were pressed together, and the soles of my feet were rubbed, and I felt that the sweat beads on my forehead were flowing down constantly and blending onto the lime powder. Every drop of sweat beads dripped down, a tiny white smoke would come out. I didn't dare to breathe heavily, and I felt uncomfortable, so my work continued to speed up. Finally, the lime powder was applied and finally wrapped Old Master Zhou like a rice dumpling.

My legs were already numb. To be precise, I was not obedient and crawled out of the birthday coffin with my hands. At this moment, I pulled me out with one hand and a sound came from the right time. I could hear it was Mr. Yang's voice: "Thank you for your hard work in the seventh day of the lunar month!"

I forced a smile out, but I didn't know if I could really squeeze out a smile on my face. I was about to stand up, but my legs became weak without competing. Just as a familiar figure came and helped me up, this person was Mr. Wu.

Uncle Zhou Er hurriedly got some water to wash my hands, and then helped me aside with Mr. Wu to rest. Yang Yuanshan glanced at Old Master Zhou who was wrapped in lime powder in the coffin, and then looked back at me with some helplessness and said, "You boy didn't disappoint me! But... you have to do one more thing after rest!"

I was stunned for a moment, but now my whole body has recovered some consciousness. I lowered my head and thought about it. The most terrible corpse is about to be corroded by lime powder. Is there anything else to be scary now? After thinking about it, I immediately raised my head and asked, "What else can I do?"

Yang Yuanshan nodded cautiously and said, "Although Old Master Zhou's flesh has disappeared, the evil spirit is still there, so others cannot enter the birthday coffin to see which acupoints it is. Only you can do it!"

What? After sucking my body, I asked me to face the bones of Mr. Zhou's body?! I shivered all over and glared at Yang Yuanshan. Seeing that this man had not cracked the Black Bamboo Array, he was almost killing me. Unexpectedly, Yang Yuanshan smiled at me: "You can do it!"

This serious contemporary master can actually laugh? Since I met Yang Yuanshan, I have positioned him as a living immortal figure in my mind. He should be unmoved by everything in the mortal world. No matter how big the disaster is, it is just a trivial matter in his opinion. But his smile shows that he also has the joy, anger, sorrow and happiness in the world, and he is just a mortal. When I think about this, I suddenly feel that Yang Yuanshan gives people a lot of affection.

Anyway, once death is death, and twice death is death is death. If you want to die, you shouldn't die. I comforted myself, then raised my chest and focused my head to accept it. But there was one thing I didn't tell Yang Yuanshan, that was that Old Master Zhou inhaled the yang energy...

After about an hour, everyone thought that the Xu hour should have passed, and the scenery of the white smoke in the coffin before disappeared. It seemed that Mr. Zhou's body had melted, and I was almost resting at this time. So at Yang Yuanshan's gesture, he walked to the coffin and looked at everything blurred. I was disgusted. Fortunately, I did not have the urge to retching. Uncle Zhou Er found me something, and I slowly pushed the rotten things away, gradually revealing the intact white bones of Mr. Zhou.

Yang Yuanshan looked up at the sky and immediately said, "It's already the hour of Hai, the seventh day of the lunar month, you can quickly find the marks on the bones of Mr. Zhou, remember to look for them from the top down!"

I started looking for it in a hurry, but some rotten things had not been completely removed. I was worried that I would say the first one wrong, so I searched down little by little from the skull. Time slowly passed, and Uncle Zhou Er and Mr. Wu in the distance were also urging me constantly. I was so anxious that I was anxious, but this job was too urgent. Yang Yuanshan didn't say anything, but I knew he must be very anxious now.

In an instant! I touched a small depression and looked carefully. I saw a dark and blue origin on the bone above my chest. I shouted anxiously: "Xuan Ji!"

"Hahaha... Yang Yuanshan, I didn't expect that everything I arranged was about to be cracked by you!" A cheerful and sharp voice followed the sound of my shouting. I was shocked and suddenly looked up, but I saw an elderly man in a black shiny dress appear opposite Yang Yuanshan. These words were nothing wrong with him.

This man's weird dress is very eye-catching. Although I don't know it, I saw a small cloth bag hanging on his body that looked like Yang Yuanshan. There was also a black and white Pisces picture on the cloth bag. It turned out that he was dressed as a Taoist priest. His hair was gray and he should be over fifty years old. He was not tall or short. He was about 1.7 meters tall. The wrinkles on his face were folded up, and a black beard hung on his chin. Looking at his sinister smile, I now want to go up and pull down his beard one by one. All these disasters, so many people suffered and suffered from it, because of this person, this stinky Taoist priest!
Chapter completed!