Little Taoist, don't run! [Entertainment]

Standing under the moonlight in front of Wei Fugui was a small man with sharp eyes, wearing Mickey Mouse children's clothes on his body, the pale light shone on the man's fair face, which was as smooth as jade, and his face was also bleak, but he had just experienced his own The fact that his grandfather, who had been dead for 30 or [-] years, started to move, at this time he couldn't be sure whether the person who suddenly appeared was dead or alive.

Leaning over to bypass the immobile zombie, Wei Fugui walked to the man's side with small steps, and bravely stretched out a finger to touch the man's nose.

"Are you OK?"

Just when his finger was about to reach the man's mouth, the expressionless man spoke suddenly, which made Wei Fugui's hands tremble in fright, and his heartbeat missed two beats, but this also made him hang. My heart relaxed a little, if another zombie came out, I guess he wouldn't even have any bones left tonight.

"Alive..." Wei Fugui replied feebly. The fright he had just received had consumed too much of his physical strength, and he could finally breathe a sigh of relief. Fu, his eyes lit up, rushed to the man and asked excitedly: "You are a Taoist priest!"

"En." Mao Xiaosheng looked at Wei Fugui in front of him and nodded. Fortunately, he caught up with him. As early as when he first came to this forest, he had already vaguely felt a strong Yin energy in the bushes. The excavated tomb is even more certain.

Seeing Mao Xiaosheng nod his head, Wei Fugui became even more excited, but he had seen the movie, the Taoist priest in it was either an old man with white hair or a yellow robe, and he had never seen a young Taoist priest with different styles in front of him. , but I also saved my life because of this Taoist priest, and I didn't care much about some doubts. I raised my sleeve and wiped the snot on my face, and gave a thumbs up: "Oh my god! Master! Thank you for your life-saving grace!"

Only then did Mao Xiaosheng formally turn his head to look at Wei Fugui. Seeing that the crotch of this man's trousers was wet, he felt amused, but he still asked indifferently: "What is your relationship with the tomb owner?"

He was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect that the little Taoist leader would be able to see through that he had something to do with the owner of the tomb, Wei Fugui scratched the back of his head embarrassingly, he did something outrageous, and it was his grandfather's tomb that he pried , his face became even more dull, and he hesitated and replied: "This... this is my grandpa..."

"Alas." Sighed softly, others didn't pay attention to the three sticks of incense that Xiao Zhang burned this morning, but Mao Xiaosheng looked at them carefully. Those three sticks of incense were burnt with two extreme sticks and one extremely long stick. I am afraid that this family will have troubles because of this tomb today, and then we will divination together from this position and hour, and it happens that something will happen when the moon is full tonight. happened, and then saw Wei Fugui being entangled by that zombie.

Seeing Mao Xiaosheng meditating there, Wei Fugui didn't dare to disturb him, but now he became bold and began to look at the dead body fixed there.

Turning around the immobilized corpse, Wei Fugui looked at the zombie who was so frightened that he peed his pants just now and couldn't move at the moment, with a piece of talisman written with a vermilion pen stuck on his forehead, his whole body was stiff Twisted into a very strange posture, although his face was blocked by the long strip of talisman paper, the big mouth and the pair of wide-eyed eyes still looked extremely horrified.

"Tsk, I said grandpa, how come you are still so energetic after 30 years of death."

Knowing that the zombie couldn't move because of the talisman paper, and there was a Taoist priest who looked like an outsider beside him, Wei Fugui, who was scared to death just now, got up all of his confidence, and proudly moved towards the corpse. Said, the hot air in the mouth rushed to the zombie's face, and the edge of the talisman paper also flickered slightly.

"Grandma, I was scared to death just now, I really thought I was going to explain it here today..." Wei Fugui patted his chest with lingering fear when he thought of the situation just now, a typical person whose scars heal and forget the pain, heartless He kicked the corpse, turned around and trotted back to Mao Xiaosheng's side and smiled flatteringly, "Master Daoist, if it wasn't for you, I would really die here today."

Mao Xiaosheng glanced at the flattering Wei Fugui without speaking, but walked up to the coffin still standing in the tomb and looked it over carefully.

The coffin was covered with a layer of white cotton cloth, and the edges had become moldy due to the long period of time. The coffin lid fell to the side, and the nails that nailed the coffin had also collapsed. The entire tomb hole exuded a stench of corpses.

Following behind Mao Xiaosheng, Wei Fugui was still brooding over the contents of the coffin, but the stench of corpses was so unbearable that he could only hold his nose and poke his head over to check the coffin As for the situation inside, he was afraid of missing something precious, but what disappointed him was that there was nothing else in that big coffin except that piece of rag, which was empty.

He smacked his lips and retracted his neck in disappointment, and the man started thinking again.

After checking the surrounding situation, Mao Xiaosheng concluded that the dead body was raised because of the deep resentment of the tomb owner before his death, so he turned around and asked Wei Fugui, who was impatient, "Who ordered this hole?"

Wei Fugui was taken aback when he heard the words, tilted his head and frowned for a long time, then shook his head and said, "I don't know very well, my grandpa died early, I just heard my mother mention it when I was a child, saying that it was a passing gentleman who invited me Where, who exactly is not known.”

After pondering for a moment, Mao Xiaosheng sighed and said to Wei Fugui, "Where is there such a thing in the French burial?"

"Fa burial?" Wei Fugui didn't know what it meant, so he repeated it foolishly.

"Facial burial refers to burying the coffin vertically." Mao Xiaosheng went around the cemetery, and said, "Perhaps the gentleman who picked the cave at that time wanted to make a game, but I don't know why he chose such a place..."

As soon as he saw the coffin, he noticed the surrounding environment. The tomb was in the middle of the woods, surrounded by mountains on three sides, as if there was no stick. It should have been opened in a flat sun nest in the mountains, but this The acupoint is placed in the basin in the mountain. This place is called "Yin Lai", where the yang goes away from the yin knot, and the qi sinks, which is not an auspicious place.

Besides, the method of burial of the coffin, the choice of method of burial was probably an intentional decision, but for some reason, the coffin was buried so deep that not even a little rain could touch it, let alone the outcrop.If it is a bureau, it should be that one end of the coffin is exposed to the ground by an inch.Moreover, there is a circle of locust trees around here, locust trees happen to be plants that gather shade, tightly enclosing the tomb in the center, Wei Defa's resentment can't be dissipated in the center, plus the coffin was dug up and rediscovered, nothing happened. are difficult.

"Then what should we do now..." Wei Fugui glanced at Mao Xiaosheng with a look of embarrassment on his face, then turned his head and pointed to the body standing upright on the ground behind him, still motionless, and asked.

"It stands to reason that we can only burn it," Mao Xiaosheng said after hesitating.

Wei Fugui exclaimed when he heard it: "Burn? No, no, how can this be burned!"

"If you don't want to destroy the old man's body, I'm afraid we have to relocate the grave." Mao Xiaosheng hesitated, but he was still not sure, Wei Defa's body had grown fat, and now it seemed like a zombie full of resentment I don't know if it will be useful to relocate the grave at this time.And thinking about what happened on the set today, if this matter is not dealt with in time, someone will definitely be injured.

The full moon had already risen directly above the sky at this time, and the miserable moonlight found the ground, and at the same time, it also shone on the corpse with the talisman paper on it. Xiaosheng and Wei Fugui didn't notice.

The sound of mosquitoes could be faintly heard in the forest, rustling and spreading in the silence between the two of them. Wei Fugui took a long time to speak, and said, "It's not good to burn it..."

In the old days, what the old people were most afraid of was that their bodies would be burned to ashes. They thought that Wei Fugui said this out of filial piety, but Mao Xiaosheng planned to think of a way, but who knew that the person in front of him snickered and asked "Daozhang, as long as I have that talisman, my lord...will not dare to make mistakes with this corpse?"

Looking suspiciously at the person in front of him, Mao Xiaosheng thought for a while, the talisman was dotted with cinnabar, theoretically it could indeed seal the movements of zombies, so he nodded.

Unexpectedly, Wei Fugui laughed out loud twice, stepped forward and excitedly held Mao Xiaosheng's hand and shook it vigorously, then he couldn't suppress his smile and said, "Master Daoist, can you draw some more pictures for me?" Dao such a talisman!"

"What's the matter?" Subconsciously covering his cloth bag, Mao Xiaosheng saw the greedy light flashing in Wei Fugui's eyes, it was definitely not something he said out of filial piety.

"Hey," Wei Fugui smiled slyly, narrowed his eyes into a slit, and whispered to Mao Xiaosheng's side, "If I can control this zombie, I can earn a lot of money when I go back." If it's not good, you can still get rich, Wei Fugui's wishful thinking made a "crackling" sound.

"How can I do that!" Mao Xiaosheng's eyes widened immediately upon hearing this, he couldn't believe that Wei Fugui had such an idea, when he thought of his dead master, he suddenly became angry, and said in a low voice: " Not being able to rest in peace is already a great tragedy, and you will be punished for doing so!"

But now Wei Fugui has been blinded by money, and all his mind is relying on this magical zombie to make money. He doesn't care about retribution or not. He didn't take Mao Xiaosheng's words to heart at all, snorted coldly, and walked around Standing in front of the zombie, he pointed at the yellow talisman on it and said disdainfully: "If you don't want to, forget it, I have this talisman anyway, besides, this is my grandfather, what do I want to do with this corpse?" It's all my business."

Mao Xiaosheng was speechless, the zombie was indeed suppressed by the talisman right now, but after all, it had gathered resentment and turned into a dead body, if it is not dealt with, it will inevitably cause disasters in the future, and what Wei Fugui said is indeed true, then It was his grandfather, and he should have asked his family about the handling of the corpse.

"Whether my grandpa turned into a zombie or not, you just can't burn him!" Wei Fugui said triumphantly, but he didn't notice that the zombie behind him turned his eyes twice and his fingers trembled slightly.

"careful!"

Mao Xiaosheng, who was standing in front of the tomb, suddenly let out a loud roar, touched the ground with his right foot, and flew towards Wei Fugui.

And Wei Fugui, who was still dreaming of getting rich, sneered, turned his head indifferently, his pupils constricted instantly, and he was suddenly dumbfounded.

The talisman paper that had been firmly pasted on the forehead of the corpse fell to the ground at some point. Wei Defa's eyes were as big as a dead goldfish. His two straight arms shook slightly, and the joints made a "click" With a loud noise, he suddenly opened his mouth, exposed his sharp fangs, and rushed towards Wei Fugui.

"Hold your breath!" Mao Xiaosheng, who had no time to rush over, could only shout.

People can often unleash their potential in a crisis, Wei Fugui covered his mouth and nose nervously when he heard Mao Xiaosheng's shout, stepped back a few steps and staggered to the ground.