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Zhan Ling smiled: "We heard that there is an unowned tomb in Xiaoyang Village..."

"Ahem," before Zhan Ling could finish her sentence, the middle-aged man interrupted her with a cough, "Our village doesn't accept foreigners these days, you guys go."

As he said that, he was about to close the door, but was stopped by Xin Zhu's palm.

"Want to know what happened to the two corpses inside?"

The middle-aged man was startled, and then tried harder to close the door, but the door did not move at all.He looked at Xin Zhu in horror, the muscles on his cheeks twitching constantly.

Xin Zhu: "Aren't you afraid that you will be the next to die?"

The middle-aged man frowned and shouted sharply: "Nonsense!"

Xin Zhu raised his eyes: "If the two of us leave now, maybe we will see each other tonight. Are you sure you won't regret it?"

No one would gamble with their own lives, the middle-aged man hesitated for a while, and asked Xin Zhu and Zhan Ling to wait outside the door before turning back and telling the clan elders.

After a while, he came out again and invited them in.

In the courtyard of the ancestral hall were two corpses covered with white cloths. There was a faint smell of putrefaction in the air. Several villagers choked around one of the corpses.The elders sat in the ancestral hall, each with a serious face, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.A few young people stood outside the ancestral hall, glanced at Xin Zhu and Zhan Ling, and snorted coldly.

One of the young people looked at Xin Zhu twice, his eyes slowly widened, and he blurted out: "It's you!"

"Yang Xirui, do you know them?" someone asked.

Yang Xirui took a breath, took out his mobile phone and walked quickly to Xin Zhu's side: "Are you Xin Zhu?"

Xin Zhu nodded: "We received a call for help and came to investigate."

"So it's true," Yang Xirui scratched his head embarrassingly, "I always thought... forget it, did you find anything?"

Zhan Ling let Xin Zhu deal with Yang Xirui, approached the ancestral hall but did not enter, first bowed to the tablet in the ancestral hall twice before speaking: "Old people, we have been entrusted to come to Xiaoyang Village to investigate the problem, please Cooperate."

"You two little girls, what can you understand? Don't be scared away when you see the corpse."

People are always easy to judge people by their appearance. If the old man who came to the door today is a fairy-like old man, maybe they would not have so many doubts.

Zhan Ling's face remained unchanged, Yang Xirui couldn't hold back his temper when he heard this: "Grandpas, Xin Zhu is a man, he has dealt with many anecdotes and strange things, we can let them try."

The clan elders kept silent one by one, Zhan Ling approached the unoccupied corpse, squatted down, and uncovered the white cloth.

No wonder the rancid smell is still so light after seven days in such weather, this is almost a mummified corpse.The body was black and blue, with a shriveled body as if it had been dehydrated, its mouth was wide open, its eyes were protruding, and its hair was dry and falling.

Zhan Ling looked up at the other corpse: "Is he the same?"

The middle-aged woman kneeling and crying nodded: "Almost exactly the same."

"Could it be related to that grave?" Yang Xirui secretly swallowed.

Zhan Ling took out a mahogany plaque with his name engraved on the corpse, and frowned.This mahogany card is like a status symbol of a disciple of a certain sect in the Taoist sect. Specifically, the picture of the mahogany card must be sent back to the special tune office for comparison in the database.

At the same time, Xin Zhu spread out his spiritual power to investigate nearby.Perhaps because of the abundance of aura, many spirit bodies have been attracted here.There is indeed the breath of evil spirits, but because of the influence of other spirits, it is difficult to determine the exact location of the evil spirits.

Xin Zhu frowned slightly: "It's hard to say, can you take us to see that grave?"

Yang Xirui looked up at the clan elders in the ancestral hall, seeing them nodding before he dared to respond, and took Xin Zhu to the solitary tomb without an owner.

As the sun went down, the temperature given by the sun gradually dissipated, and the temperature in the cemetery was a little lower than other places.Several villagers who came with them looked at each other in blank dismay, and they all found excuses to go home, only Yang Xirui and a girl named Yang Xiaodie followed.

Zhan Ling asked them if they were afraid, Yang Xirui said he was not afraid but his body was trembling all the time, Yang Xiaodie, a girl, was more courageous, and she was very calm when Zhan Ling and Xin Zhu proposed to dig a grave, just reminding the clan elders will not agree.

"They're not here now, we'll finish digging when they come over." Zhan Ling wrapped one arm around one of them, covering their eyes.Xin Zhu raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and the tomb bag seemed to explode from the middle, revealing the pitch-black coffin.

Yang Xirui and Yang Xiaodie were very surprised to see this scene, and believed in Xin Zhu and Zhan Ling even more.

The soil on the surface of the coffin was brushed away, and there was a harsh scratching sound from inside the coffin. The brothers and sisters surnamed Yang stepped back in shock, but they couldn't bear curiosity and watched secretly.

Zhan Ling caressed the surface of the coffin: "Nine nails lock the soul, what a vicious thought. Is it really the benefactor of Xiaoyang Village buried here?"

The things in the coffin seemed to hear Zhan Ling's voice, and became more agitated, making an incomprehensible "ho ho" sound, like a mouthful of phlegm stuck in their throats.

Xin Zhu tilted his head: "Without a heartbeat, the dead breath will dissipate. Is he going to live?"

Zhan Ling was startled by her words: "What do you mean, is it a living person or a dead person inside?"

"It's not a living person, it's not a dead person, it's a living dead person."

"Zombie?"

"It can't be called a zombie either. He was originally dead, but because of these soul lock nails, his soul has been pressed on his body and cannot leave. The gathering of spiritual energy nourished his body, allowing his soul and body to fuse again. But He has been dead for too long, it is impossible to truly return to life, at best he can only be a living dead. And because of these soul-locking nails, he still can't come out, he can only struggle in it day by day."

Zhan Ling imagined the scene of being imprisoned in the coffin, and couldn't help feeling a little sympathetic to the guy inside: "So, the deaths of those two people have nothing to do with him. Then... shall we release him?"

Xin Zhu: "Send them both back, and I'll take another look."

What happened next was really not suitable for people to see, the brothers and sisters surnamed Yang were terrified, and they didn't have the intention to stay here any longer, so Zhan Ling sent them back.

After they left, Xin Zhu pried open a soul lock nail, and the living dead in the coffin began to struggle wildly, causing the coffin to shake.

Xin Zhu patted the coffin wall: "I know you can't speak, listen to me now. We have to agree before I let you out, if you can't control yourself after you come out, I can shoot you to death, you Do you agree, if you agree, knock twice."

It was quiet for a while, and then two crisp knocks sounded.

In the process of Xin Zhu picking the soul nail, everything inside was very safe until Xin Zhu opened the coffin.

Lying in the coffin was an elegant man in his thirties. Because he had been buried in the ground for a long time, his clothes were so rotten that he couldn't see his original appearance. Mark of.

Just as he was about to sit up, he was pressed back between the eyebrows by Xin Zhu, and then a blankness flashed in front of his eyes, and a wave of spiritual power invaded his brain unstoppably, breaking apart at the touch of a finger.