Personal profession fills in corpses, the police are numb

"Hoohoo~!"

In an instant, a piercing wind suddenly blew in the cemetery, the surrounding lights continued to flicker again, bursts of dark ghost fog drifted from all directions, and among them, some people even saw terrifying ghost faces!

"cluck"

"squeak"

Before everyone was terrified, a strange sound rang out from the coffin, and even the whole coffin kept shaking, as if there was something terrifying inside, desperately trying to break out of the coffin!

"belch!"

Just when everyone was terrified and subconsciously about to panic, a clear hiccup sound suddenly came from the coffin, overwhelming all the abnormal noises in an instant.

Whether it was the flickering lights, the howling wind, or the coffin, they all suddenly fell silent.

Chapter 121 Bai Wuchang doesn't talk about martial arts, and sneak attack on the 70-year-old man

The people outside looked at each other when they saw the movement.

Everyone heard clearly what the old man who called the watchman said just now.

Under this coffin.

The black human bone that was buried was evil and weird. The corpse was pressed by him, and soon it would turn into a ferocious zombie.

But now...

Mr. corpse chaser, however, put the corpse that he chased into this coffin with his own hands.

Didn't he ask for a dead end?

No matter how powerful a corpse is, isn't it also a corpse?

Wei Changsi and the staff were already feeling chills down their backs, and they were sweating faintly.

"Mr. Corpse Man..."

Wei Changsi was going to say something just now.

But it was interrupted by that crisp and weird "hiccup~".

Wei Changsi: !!!∑(?Д?ノ)ノ

Staff: !!!∑(?Д?ノ)ノ!!!∑(?Д?ノ)ノ!!!∑(?Д?ノ)ノ

This horse...

what happened! !

Just now, didn't you just go in with a black-robed corpse!

Where did this very inappropriate hiccup sound come from! !

Even the watchman, the foreman and the other well-informed old men were dumbfounded.

"Who...is someone hiccupping?" the watchman murmured, "Is there anyone else in the coffin?"

Wu Zuo breathed a sigh of relief: "Aside from that bone of resentment, are there other sinister arrangements inside that we haven't discovered?"

The old lady of the mortician was shocked: "Then it will be troublesome, even if it is a Yin god, it will not be easy to perform well in the coffin!"

Only the old papermaker, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

He bowed his head silently, and glanced at his hand, which was the golden paper figurine that was originally prepared for the black robe Yinshen.

Ok……

Although the golden body is not finished, but in the dark, it is close to Yinshen, and they still have some influence on each other.

He stared blankly.

Looking at the belly of the paper-wrapped golden body, it bulged slightly.

It looks like a full, round watermelon.

It is not difficult to imagine what happened inside the coffin...

Seeing the watchman yelling anxiously, about to open the lid of the coffin: "I haven't come out for so long, no, I can't wait like this! If something happens to Lord Yinshen, we people have nowhere to redeem! "

"No, no, no..." The old paper maker had no choice but to stand up and explain, "I'm afraid he is eating inside..."

Not finished.

Suddenly, he felt again, under the pair of white robes in the dark, the cold eyes of ghosts and gods overlooking the world, looking down at himself without emotion.

Such as mountains and seas.

endless.

Suddenly, like a mountain of knives and arrows raining, the extreme suffocation feeling of the imminent abyss came rushing towards my face.

Overwhelm him.

Not just speechless.

I couldn't even breathe.

This feeling is exactly the same as before! !

However, it was Bai Wuchang who put pressure on him this time! !

The old paper maker was about to cry but had no tears.

He couldn't even think of what he said to offend the boss.

Drenched in cold sweat on the spot, the two were fighting.

Jiang Bai: "..."

(￣ ー￣)

Fine.

He originally thought that the only foodie in Black and White Impermanence was Hei Wuchang, which was abnormal.

Now found out.

Bai Wuchang is also a tsundere.

Just because he didn't want the paper maker to tell the truth in public, he lost his black and white impermanence and aloofness, so he didn't talk about martial arts and sneaked up on the 70-year-old man.

The poor man, the old paper maker, scored twice. If he goes back tonight, he might not run away from the nightmare for a week.

Jiang Bai silently glanced at the tall and straight Bai Wuchang: "(;￢_￢)".

Give you a look, experience yourself.

Bai Wuchang quietly put away the gaze of the old man who sneaked up on him.

the same moment.

These two seem to be in collusion.

Boom! ! !

Hei Wuchang made a cool appearance.

Just blow the lid of the coffin off.

Jump up.

The wind was fierce, the black robes were flying, and the momentum was overwhelming, as if ghosts and gods had descended into the world.

Full of style.

Hei Wuchang jumped in public, and fell back behind Jiang Bai.

As calm as the sea, as cold as a knife, exuding a frightening aura.

Wei Changsi, who had been worrying so much, immediately breathed a sigh of relief: "It's fine!"

The staff members immediately looked down.

She was dumbfounded: "Bone... where's the bone?!"

"Why are the bones gone?!"

The paper maker was honest and did not dare to say anything.

Wu Zuo and others hurried into the coffin and searched carefully for a long time.

In this coffin, where are the bones?

Not even a trace of dross was left.

It is cleaner than when the coffin was just produced.

There is not even a drop of Yin Qi left.

On the big foreheads of the three of them, there were even bigger question marks.

"Yes... is it Lord Yinshen, who used his supreme means to suppress the evil?" The embalmer asked respectfully, leaning over to Jiang Bai.

A gust of wind came from behind.

Jiang Bai covered his face.

Yes.

These two ratios.

Sure enough.

It is necessary to eat, but also to pretend.

Jiang Bai had no choice but to help them round the scene: "Well... probably so."

"Master Yinshen has used a very cruel method to save all the resentful bones and evil spirits."

"If it goes well, maybe within 24 hours, you will be able to reincarnate."

Wu Zuo and the others thought that Niu Bi nodded, and said with great emotion: "As expected of Lord Yin God, for the well-being of Jinling people, he jumped into the coffin without hesitation and killed the evil spirits."

"It really is a folk patron saint."

Jiang Bai: "..."

He actually felt the two behind him, especially Bai Wuchang, a little proud?

Brother, what are you rushing for, don't you have points!

Hei Wuchang didn't even have time to wipe off the bone residue on the corner of Hei Wuchang's mouth.

Wei Changsi also solemnly thanked Jiang Bai: "Mr. Corpse Man, you helped Jinling do another great thing. Thank you for your action."

Jiang Bai shook his head: "No, I sent the corpse back, so I naturally have the responsibility to escort them to the ground completely and with peace of mind."

"Don't be too happy, I guess, those who make troubles will not stop tonight."

Wei Changsi frowned, very dignified: "Then I will send more police force, and I will ask Mr. Corpse Exorcist for the burial ceremony later, please don't worry about it."

Jiang Bai nodded.

Ring the Soul Bell.

He is useless.

He glanced at the bit of bone residue left at the corner of Heiwuchang's mouth.

In an instant, a terrifying scene came into view.

It was a dark and gloomy dungeon, with all kinds of cruel instruments of torture, which had tortured a man from head to toe, without a single piece of good flesh.

And the murderer who tortured him in the dungeon.

They were all men in black suits, with human appearance and rich temperament.

Jiang Bai does not know.

There are quite a few of them, all foreigners, blond and blue-eyed Westerners, and a mustache with a dark face, like a cherry blossom man.

Jiang Bai [seeing death] was just about to put it away.

abruptly.

His mental power, inexplicably, began to be consumed and burned at a speed of more than ten times.