Little Taoist, don't run! [Entertainment]

No one can say for sure about the corpse change, but neither Wei Kui nor Mao Xiaosheng thought that the last corpse would go berserk so suddenly and with such ferocity.

Wei Kui held the top of the corpse's head with one hand, and shook the bell vigorously with the other hand. The soul left behind by the corpse was very weak, and almost lost all five senses, except for some hearing. In order to let the corpse move forward listening to the sound.Theoretically, the processed corpses would follow the instructions of the bell obediently, but now the corpse that rushed towards Wei Kui seemed to be no longer under the control of the bell, waving its arms trying to catch the man in yellow.

"Brother Dao!" Wei Kui could hardly hold on, the strength of the corpse was so great that he took two steps back and fell to the ground. Seeing the swaying corpse rushing towards him again, he quickly held his breath and went towards Mao Xiaosheng who was running yell.

Mao Xiaosheng jumped up and kicked the white-clothed corpse on the back. With a "bang", the corpse was kicked out straight and fell to the side, but before the two of them could breathe a sigh of relief, the dead thing staggered to its feet again, with a "squeak" in its throat. With a roar, he flew towards Mao Xiaosheng again.

Pulling out the ink fountain thread in his hand, Mao Xiaosheng ran towards the corpse fearlessly, dodged the hands of the corpse in white, quickly wrapped the ink fountain thread around the body of the corpse, and moved his hands forward vigorously. Pulling, the ink fountain thread was tightened in the hand, the corpse was stopped, shaking its body trying to break through, the vague "squeak" sound in the depths of the throat became more sharp.

"Quick!" Mao Xiaosheng yelled.

Wei Kui, who was standing by the side, came to his senses, quickly took out a piece of talisman paper, pointed at the talisman paper and read a few words, then trotted forward, avoiding the corpse's waving arms, and kept patting the talisman paper on the corpse's head. Go up and shout: "Sure!"

The talisman paper was dotted with cinnabar, and it stands to reason that it can completely seal the movement of the corpse. Wei Kui thought so too. After pasting the yellow talisman on the head of the corpse covered in a sack, he heaved a sigh of relief, but then he opened his eyes wide again. Eye.The corpse, which was supposed to be unable to move, did not stop after being hit by the yellow talisman, but all of its limbs began to twitch violently, moving its hands and feet like a person suffering from epilepsy.

"Zhizhi——" After two roars, the body of the dead body was shaken, even breaking the ink fountain thread in Mao Xiaosheng's hand, and threw his hands towards Wei Kui in front of it.

However, Wei Kui is an experienced mortician, but he has never seen such a battle. He has never encountered such a thing as a corpse. Seeing that the corpse has arrived in front of him, he still has some skills. He kicked the corpse's chest. There was a "creak" sound like a broken bone, the corpse shook a few times, and the sound from the throat became more and more shrill.

Wei Kui had a free time, took advantage of the sluggishness of the corpse and ran over from the side, and rushed to Mao Xiaosheng's side, the yellow Hunyuan scarf on his head fell to the ground at some point.Panting heavily, he asked Mao Xiaosheng eagerly: "Why doesn't this talisman matter anymore! What's going on!"

Seeing that the corpse in front of him was still trembling crazily, Mao Xiaosheng raised his hand and made a palm gesture, took out a piece of talisman paper from his pocket and put it on his chest. He had never seen the abnormal reaction of the corpse before him. Yes, frowning nervously, he said to Wei Kui beside him, "Did you bring anything else with you?"

After hearing Mao Xiaosheng's words, Wei Kui didn't dare to be negligent, and hurriedly dug out all his belongings from his pocket, saying, "It's all here!"

Mao Xiaosheng looked at the things on the ground through the light, talisman paper, cinnabar, glutinous rice, ink fountain and some bottles and jars, most of the things specially used for exorcising corpses are here.He was not polite at this critical moment, picked out a small black bottle, opened it, and sniffed it. With three fingers on his left hand against his ebony ink fountain, he picked up the small black bottle with his right hand. He spoke plausibly and opened his eyes. Big, slowly poured out the contents of the bottle.

Black ink with a slight fishy smell flowed out of the bottle, and poured viscously into the ink compartment of the ink fountain in Mao Xiaosheng's hand.The ink line of Mao Xiaosheng's ink fountain had not been touched with ink, and the pure white cotton thread was dyed black as soon as it touched the ink.Putting down the bottle in his hand, Mao Xiaosheng asked Wei Kui to hold one end of the ink thread with one hand, while he ran towards the shaking corpse not far away.

Wei Kui was also an experienced person, and he immediately understood what Mao Xiaosheng meant, he held the ink-stained string tightly with one hand, and walked around to the other side of the corpse with Mao Xiaosheng.The two people, one on the left and the other on the right, shot the rope on the body of the corpse at the same time.The jet-black ink shot out a clear black line on the snow-white shroud of the corpse.Both Mao Xiaosheng and Wei Kui tightened the rope in their hands, crossed it around the corpse twice, and tied up the hands and feet of the moving corpse with ink thread.

At this time, the corpse was like a stiff worm, violently swinging the tightly bound body, and the "squeak" sound from the throat was even more strange.

Both Wei Kui and Mao Xiaosheng, who were pulling the ink fountain thread at both ends, felt the incomparably powerful strength of the corpse trapped in the middle, as if they could break free from the thread at any time.Mao Xiaosheng wrapped the thread twice in his hands, and the uneasiness in his heart gradually increased.The ink he poured into the ink tank just now is not the ink used by ordinary craftsmen, but mixed with the blood of a rooster. If this kind of ink is splashed on the dead corpse, the dead breath on the corpse will immediately disappear. was washed away.The reason why the corpse moves is because of the breath left in the chest. If the corpse breath is ejected, the corpse will naturally not move.But the corpse in front of them seemed immobile.

"Tighten!" Seeing the rope that was about to loosen, Mao Xiaosheng shouted impatiently.He and Wei Kui tightened the string together, drawing several marks on the body of the corpse.The rope was pulled tighter and tighter, and the body struggled more and more fiercely. Suddenly, Mao Xiaosheng felt the rope tighten in his hand, and his whole body was thrown out by a force, and fell heavily to the ground.

Seeing Wei Kui also felt uncomfortable, he was thrown by the mad body and hit the tree directly.Unexpectedly, the dead body was not afraid of ink and chicken blood anymore, Mao Xiaosheng simply threw the ink fountain aside, kicked up from the ground and rolled over, with his legs spread out, his right leg lunged forward, and his left foot kicked like the wind He rushed towards the strange corpse, his arms were slightly bent, his hands were clenched tightly, and he slapped the corpse's hands away, and his right fist hit the corpse's chest directly. Hearing a "bang", the strange corpse staggered back After two steps, the body shook even more violently.

"Brother Dao! Don't ruin my guest's body!" Wei Kui, who was lying on the side, was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and he seemed unable to stand up again. Seeing that Mao Xiaosheng was using too much force, he was afraid that his business would be ruined, so he quickly shouted.

Mao Xiaosheng originally wanted to take advantage of the victory to pursue him, but he was taken aback when he heard this, and then raised his hand and hit his talisman paper on the top of the strange corpse's head, but unexpectedly his arm was squeezed tightly by the corpse, unable to move and was thrown flying.

"Mao Xiaosheng!" Ji Qi, who was lying on the side, yelled, burning with anxiety. The moment Mao Xiaosheng was thrown to the ground, his heart felt like being stabbed by a needle, and the pain was severe. If it wasn't for him It was difficult to move when he was injured, and he even hoped that he could replace Mao Xiaosheng's injury.

After Mao Xiaosheng said this, the cover on the head of the corpse fell off, and the strange corpse roared at Mao Xiaosheng who was coughing on the ground, and slowly turned around, facing Ji who was leaning against the tree. Qi.Under the moonlight, when Ji Qi saw the face of the strange corpse, he showed a horrified expression, and opened his mouth slightly. He thought that seeing the corpse move was already a terrible thing, but now he knows what It's called real scary.

It is said that ghosts are scary, but in fact, many people are not so afraid because they can't see the real ghost at all, but the dead body is different, it is actually presented in front of the eyes, forming a visual impact.Covering the head of the corpse with a burlap bag is also to avoid the creepy look on the faces of those who died.

The strange corpse in front of Ji Qi did not have the sacked hood, and a face was revealed. The corpse opened its eyes wide, staring at the front blankly. There was no life in the eyes, and the eye sockets were livid.A red substance flowed out from the corners of the nose and mouth, and dripped on its already dirty white clothes.After the corpse walked in, Ji Qi realized that the red thing was not blood, but something more bright red like paint.

There is a rule in the business of driving corpses—the dead must never go on the road with their eyes open, and other people try not to look into the eyes of the dead.It's not that there will be any grievances haunted after watching it, but that there is no life in the eyes of the dead, but anyone who has seen it can feel the despair after their lives are taken away.The red liquid flowing from the mouth and nose of the corpse is also cinnabar. The cinnabar is used to preserve the last yang energy of the dead, and it will be stuffed in when the mortician just picks up the corpse.

The strange corpse heard Ji Qi's cry, felt his violent breathing, turned his head numbly, and stretched out two pale hands, on the palms of which there were also red cinnabar symbols of requieming the soul, trembling slowly He ran towards Ji Qi's direction.

Where did the great actor see a dead person running towards him, he pushed back a few times suddenly, he didn't even care about the injury on his back, he was so frightened that he was covered in cold sweat, he pulled towards the tree with his hands and feet, mouth He was still muttering: "I'm going...what the hell..." At this time, the usually calm and elegant image of the film king disappeared.

"Hold your breath!"

Seeing that Ji Qi was about to be caught by the strange corpse, Mao Xiaosheng, who was thrown to the ground and couldn't get up, shouted, panicked and wanted to get up from the ground, he didn't want Ji Qi to get hurt!Not at all!But he didn't know why he couldn't control it after using so many methods to deal with the corpse change, so self-blame came to his heart.

If he hadn't insisted on going into the mountain, they wouldn't have encountered the mortician, and if he hadn't been kind enough to help drive away the mortician, Ji Qi wouldn't have followed them and seen these things.At this time, he was the one who put Ji Qi in danger, and he started to get scared, that fear pierced his heart, it was more painful than his own injury... Anyway, he didn't want Ji Qi to get hurt...

"Shut up!" Not far away, Ji Qi resisted the pain, grinning and standing up against the tree beside him, and shouted at Mao Xiaosheng.The corpse was still relatively stiff, and the movement was not so fast, and it rushed towards him with waving arms. Ji Qi cheered up, squinted his eyes and looked around quickly, ran towards the bushes beside him limping, turned his head towards Mao Xiaosheng shouted: "Run quickly! Run down the mountain! The farther the better! Don't look back! I'll lure him away!"

"Ji Qi!" Mao Xiaosheng felt as if his heart had been hit by a heavy hammer, his nose was sour, and his eyes turned red.Ji Qi actually wanted to save him...

As soon as Ji Qi finished speaking, his feet became unsteady and he fell to the ground. The injury on his back made him unable to stand up again.He rested his palms on the ground, panting heavily.Suddenly he laughed, maybe people will recall when they are in despair, he couldn't help but think of many things, his majestic actor died in the wilderness... How will the media write reports?Assassination?Throwing away the body?The last time he was on the headlines, he probably couldn’t see it when he was alive... He believed in science for 30 years, and his three views were refreshed before he died. He suddenly felt that his death was also unclear...

The most important thing is...he fell in love with a little Taoist priest...the person he kissed has not given him an answer...if the corpse can move, then there are ghosts. Ji Qi, who never believed in ghosts and gods, wished for himself After death, you can leave a soul in the world, watching this little Taoist priest every day, teasing that man's pigtails, and getting tired of him for the rest of your life...

Seeing the strange corpse in front of him getting closer and closer, Ji Qi really didn't expect that he would have to explain it like this today, and suddenly looked away, watching Mao Xiaosheng standing up unsteadily not far away, suddenly Furious, the little Taoist priest was disobedient because he risked his life for such a chance to escape, and shouted eagerly and distressedly: "I beg you to listen to me once! Leave him alone! Run!"

He didn't want Mao Xiaosheng to be hurt, he wanted him to live well.

As soon as the words fell, the corpse had already arrived in front of his eyes, and there were several "squeaks" from his throat, and he stretched out his hand towards Ji Qi.Ji Qi subconsciously raised her arm to block it.The jade stones tied to the wrists and the bell collided together, making a crisp sound, and at the moment when the strange corpse's hand was about to touch him, the copper bell left by Mao Xiaosheng trembled, and the bell without copper beads unexpectedly There was a lively crisp sound, and the side of the green jade stone inlaid with the small silver disc suddenly flashed a bright light, hitting the face of the strange corpse.

"squeak--"

With a shrill scream, the hand that the strange corpse almost touched Ji Qi trembled as if it had been electrocuted, and shrank back. There was an angry look in the eyes of the corpse, but it seemed to be afraid of something in Ji Qi's hand. Guangguang generally cowered in place and dared not move.

Ji Qi, who had escaped the catastrophe, looked at the situation in front of him in surprise, and found that the thing in his hand saved his life. His heart moved, and he quickly untied it and wanted to throw it to Mao Xiaosheng to save his life.

"Don't move! I'm fine!" Mao Xiaosheng had already stood up at this moment, and shouted at Ji Qi who wanted to kill him.At this time, he had recovered his calm demeanor, took out another piece of talisman paper from his bag with one hand, and murmured: "So it's the corpse leader..."