my God

Wu Changsheng directly smashed the head of the paper figurine because of too much force.With a snort, a big hole was punctured in the paper figurine's head, and a red-white liquid flowed out, staining Wu Changsheng's hand.

"Ah!" Wu Changsheng was taken aback. He didn't know why there was blood and brain matter in the head of the paper figurine.

The paper figurine with its head broken was standing in front of him, only half a foot away from him, with a pair of drawn black eyes staring blankly at his belly.

While Wu Changsheng kept shaking the liquid from his hand, the paper figurine slowly raised its small arm and grabbed at his chest.There was a rattling sound as the paper rubbed against each other. Although the paper figurine moved very slowly, its hands were getting closer and closer to Wu Changsheng.

When Wu Changsheng realized that the paper figurine was going to dig out his heart, he couldn't help being stunned for a moment. He wanted to take a step back to avoid it, but suddenly found that he couldn't move.He was sweating instantly, wanted to call Song Yan for help but couldn't even move his mouth, he could only watch helplessly as the paper figurine's hand touched his chest.

With a crash, Wu Changsheng shuddered and regained consciousness in an instant.He looked again, only to see Song Yan standing beside him at some point, and the paper figurine in front of him had already been kicked far away by Song Yan.

"Wake up!" Song Yan rushed to Wu Changsheng in a low voice, "You've been tricked!"

"Ah?" Wu Changsheng was a little dazed, he looked around with the faint light of the fire, and found that the time had not passed for a long time.He wiped the cold sweat off his forehead and asked, "What happened to me just now?"

"You turn around and hit the paper talisman, but you miss it, and then stare at the paper man in a daze, but the paper man is getting closer and closer to you, so I have to come and help you!"

"Then..." After Wu Changsheng realized when he was trapped, he suddenly remembered Song Yan's responsibilities. He hurriedly turned his head to look at the deceased on the mortuary board, only to see that the corpse had sat up at some point!

"!!!" Wu Changsheng took a step back in fright, then turned to look at Song Yan.

Song Yan shrugged helplessly, and said in a low voice, "When I came to help you deal with the paper figurine, he took the opportunity to sit up."

"Then the strap around his neck..."

"You unlocked it." Before Wu Changsheng could finish asking, Song Yan interrupted him to reply.

"How could it be me, I..."

"You were stunned when you lowered your head to look at the ever-burning lantern just now. When you got up, you loosened the knot of the belt. When you got the talisman I gave you, you regained consciousness, but you didn't notice the knot that was untied. You didn't even notice Hit the nightmare twice." Song Yan quickly explained.

He didn't blame Wu Changsheng, because Wu Changsheng only knew some common spells and incantations, and he didn't even form the pill. Even if the nightmare technique was very low-level, it was not surprising that he would be hit by it.

Wu Changsheng knew that he didn't have time to dwell on the mistakes he had made, so he hurriedly asked, "What should we do now?"

"I'm thinking." Song Yan said frankly.

Before he rushed over to help Wu Changsheng, he thought that the dead body might take the opportunity to sit up. Since he couldn't stop it, he had no choice but to make the next best thing and not let it go to the ground!So, Song Yan pressed the scabbard and the sword on the two legs of the dead body respectively, so that the dead body could not move the lower body.

Now the dead body sat up straight, seemingly motionless, but in fact it was secretly struggling with the magic weapon on its leg.

Wu Changsheng didn't even dare to breathe, while Song Yan was still thinking of a way.

wow.

The sound of paper rubbing sounded again.

"Damn it, come again!" Wu Changsheng couldn't help cursing in a low voice.

"This time it's a virgin, you go and deal with it!" Song Yan instructed Wu Changsheng without even turning his head.

Wu Changsheng saw that the virgin was moving this way little by little, so he had no choice but to step forward, raised his hand and patted the talisman in his palm on the virgin's forehead.Of course, because of the nightmare just now, he purposely controlled the intensity this time, so as not to damage the virgin's head.

After the girl put the talisman on her forehead, she immediately stopped moving.

Seeing that the dead body was still unable to get down to the ground, Song Yan didn't think of any way to do it. Wu Changsheng couldn't help asking, "Why do boys and girls move?"

Song Yan quickly explained: "It should be a transaction. The deceased gave them a sigh of relief and a lot of paper money, so that they can attract the attention of both of us."

Boys and girls are waiters who follow the dead to the underworld. They have a relationship of obedience to the dead, so it is not unusual for them to be bribed in advance. They can only make them move, which shows that the dead has a lot of yin and resentment.

pat!

The scabbard on the left leg of the deceased suddenly tilted, and when it fell, it hit the mineral water bottle.

not good!Song and Wu secretly said at the same time.

The dead man's left leg moved towards the edge of the bed!

Song Yan took out a talisman from his arms, and slapped it on the head of the deceased.

The body of the deceased was stiff and unable to turn his head. It seemed that he could not avoid the blow, but he dodged it because he suddenly jumped to the ground.

Cang clang - the sword also fell to the ground.

It's over!Wu Changsheng thought secretly, already thinking of running away.

After the dead body fell to the ground, it jumped towards the door, but Wang Kuan was still lying on the door, how could he be allowed to pass?

Song Yan jumped directly over the bed, and then jumped up again, kicking the dead body's back.The dead body fell forward, but it didn't fall down. On the contrary, it got closer to the door!

Song Yan didn't dare to kick any more, and didn't dare to break the dead body with his sword, so he grabbed the red cloth strip on the bed board, stepped forward, wrapped the red cloth strip around the neck of the dead body, and strangled him to a halt.

The dead body was very strong, Song Yan dragged it with difficulty, and said to Wu Changsheng: "Come and help!"

Wu Changsheng finally stopped being dumbfounded, and hurried over to help pull the rope together.

At this time, the paper in the clay pot had been completely burnt out, and only the ashes of the unburned paper glowed a dark fiery red, which could not be used for lighting at all; and the bean-sized fire at the bottom of the bed was already covered by the bed board. , it will not play any role at this time.

The room was almost completely plunged into darkness, and Song Yan and Wu Changsheng were still tug-of-war with a dead body that was eager to move forward.

Song Yan knew that going on like this was not an option. If the ever-burning lamp under the bed went out, the dead body could turn around. At that time, even he and Wu Changsheng would be in danger.

"Later, let's take the opportunity to drag him down!" Song Yan ordered quickly.

Just as Wu Changsheng was about to ask what to do, Song Yan suddenly spat at the dead body.

Song Yan not only has a boy's body, but the exercises he practices are also boy's exercises. In addition, he has formed a pill for a long time, so the mouth fluid produced by the top of his tongue and palate can not only nourish the Ren meridian by swallowing it internally, but also exorcise evil spirits when expelled.After the dead body touched Song Yan's saliva, it seemed to be electrified, and its movements froze for a moment.

The two of them understood at the same time, and instantly exerted their strength together, and finally pulled the dead body backwards.

There was only a loud plop, and the heavy body of the dead body hit the ground straight.

Song Yan hastily pasted a corpse-suppressing talisman on the head of the deceased, making his head weigh as much as a thousand catties in an instant, and he was temporarily unable to get up.

Seeing that the dead body was not moving, Song Yan hurriedly picked up the sword from the ground, then lifted the hilt upside down, and stabbed at several big holes on the dead body.

Following several puffing sounds, the corpse was like a deflated ball, and the swelling phenomenon was relieved.

"Is it all right now?" Seeing that Song Yan's movements were done in one go, Wu Changsheng hurriedly asked happily.

Unexpectedly, after Song Yan put away the sword, he frowned and said, "It's not over yet! This resentment was not dissipated by myself, but forced to let go by me. Now this resentment is still in the room, we two should be careful!"

"Ah?" Wu Changsheng had a bitter face, thinking that there is no end to this!

"Come on, carry the body back first!" After Song Yan gave an order, he and Wu Changsheng spent a lot of effort to lift the dead body and put it on the mortuary board.

The two were so exhausted that they couldn't stop panting, but the only comfort was that the eyes of the deceased had been slightly closed, and it was almost impossible to raise the corpse again.

Song Yan took out his mobile phone, turned on the flashlight, and scanned the room carefully. After finding nothing unusual, he said to Wu Changsheng: "I'm here looking at the corpse, you go and wake Wang Kuan, and then repair the switch. Bar!"

Wu Changsheng had been listening to Song Yan's arrangement ever since he discovered the abnormality in the corpse. At this time, he went directly to Wang Kuan to call him without saying a word.

He shook and screamed for a long time before Wang Kuan hummed and slowly got up.

"Where is the switch? Come on, show me the switch, let's fix it first!" Wu Changsheng said to him.

Wang Kuan seemed to be a little dazed, he was taken aback for a moment, then slowly raised his hand, pointing in the direction of the west room outside the door.So Wu Changsheng dragged Wang Kuan to the door.

"Do you have an electric pen? The power outage at this time is really terrible! You are lucky if you didn't see it!" Wu Changsheng walked in front and chattered.

Suddenly he stopped, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and even his hair stood on end, because a pair of cold hands were pinching his neck right now!

Wang Kuan is a ghost!Wu Changsheng thought of this belatedly, but it was too late, the hands became more and more forceful, and soon pinched him so hard that he couldn't breathe.He is a strong man with a height of 1.8 meters. At this time, he was pinched by the person behind him and had to lift his toes, but he still couldn't relieve the restraint around his neck.

Just when his eyes were rolled up and he was about to suffocate and faint, he suddenly felt his neck loosen. He immediately greedily took a big mouthful of air, and then sat down on the ground involuntarily.

Looking back, I saw that Song Yan had pasted a paper talisman on Wang Kuan's head, and Wang Kuan stood there in a daze, motionless as if he had been frozen.

"Thank you, little uncle..." Wu Changsheng thanked Song Yan with difficulty.

Song Yan breathed a sigh of relief and said, "When he walked out with you, he seemed to be a little taller than before. I suspected that he was walking on tiptoes, so I followed him quietly to have a look, and then I saw him choking your neck."

"Master Uncle is wise!" Wu Changsheng finally regained some strength, and bowed his hands to Song Yan.

Song Yan didn't dare to touch the dead body with blood, for fear of adding yang energy to the dead body, but he could use blood to save the living.So he bit his fingertips, and after silently reciting a few incantations, he tapped lightly on Wang Kuan's forehead, and Wang Kuan rolled his eyes and fell limp again.

"Master, is this not over yet?" Wu Changsheng asked cautiously, he was really frightened of being tossed about.

"It should be over this time. I don't believe his resentment is enough to support one person." Song Yan smiled at Wu Changsheng and said.

Seeing Song Yan smile, Wu Changsheng knew that what he said was true, so he finally felt relieved and heaved a sigh of relief.

"Let's go, we have to deal with the aftermath! No electricity, let's burn paper to light up!"

The two carried Wang Kuan back to the mourning hall, put Wang Kuan aside, and started burning papers, hoping that the sky would soon be bright.