Strange news about the little paper man

Even though hemp-clothed people rescued him in time, Li Zihao was still coughing due to the flying dust after he landed.Looking back, the two Taoist priests, whose clothes were not stained with dust, were still stacked on the edge of the pit.Looking inside the pit again, there is a long-haired monster standing impressively.

"Oh my god, what the hell is this!"

"Where did the monster come from!"

The grandfather and grandson of the Li family exclaimed at the same time.

"Now it's Mao Zang, as for the time before death..." Master Jingxu said a little reluctantly, "He is the old Wang next door you are looking for."

"What's wrong with him, what's going on with him?"

"evil Dead."

The aura of the Taoist priest frightened the females, and Lao Li couldn't breathe. Li Zihao, who had no resistance but was full of vitality, soon became a favorite, arousing the desire of zombies.

Compared with the white zombie in Xiping Village, this hairy zombie has obviously evolved several levels.He stretched out his hands very nimbly, like an ape, crawled out of the deep pit with both hands and feet, and ran towards Li Zihao.

He was fast, and the hemp-clothed man was even faster. The fat white man supported the Taoist priest on his shoulders, and immediately appeared in front of the zombie.These two people, one moving their hands, the other moving their feet, like conjoined twins, fought against the zombies.

Jingxu made a fresh move, waved the cattail fan, and started to slap Mao Zang.The zombie has been built into a brass and iron bone, and it is not afraid of pain, but its head is turned into a rattle by the opponent.

Daoist Jingxu fanned happily, and the loose man in hemp stood still, serving as a good mount.Only when the other party had played enough did Sancai recall his magic weapon.He made a trick, and saw the flat cattail fan suddenly spread apart, the sunflower leaves scattered around the fan handle as the axis, and the golden light suddenly appeared, surrounding the hairy monster.

Mao Jiang has strong iron bones, but at this moment he is bound in the cage, no matter how hard he hits and bites, he can't shake the golden cage a little.

"Take it, it will evolve to this level in less than two months, if you don't deal with it, it will become a disaster." Jingxu said.

"Wait!" Listening to Jingxu's words, Li Aiguo couldn't sit still, "How do the two priests want to deal with Old Wang?"

"After the suppression, they will be sealed in a coffin and cremated." Pima Sanren said succinctly.

"No!" Li Aiguo became anxious, and floated over to stand in front of the golden cage, blocking him, "No matter what he becomes, he is still the old king, how can he just burn it!"

"Don't get excited, don't get excited," Pi Masan said humanely, "It's just cremation, it's the 21st century, and a ghost life without cremation is incomplete!"

"That's not okay," Li Aiguo insisted, his grimace almost turned green, "This is Lao Wang's body, even if you want to burn it, you have to ask his opinion first."

"Forget it!" Seeing the old ghost's insistence, the hemp-clad man was not reluctant, removed the cattail fan cage, and suppressed the zombie with a spell, "Where is Wang Jingye's ghost now?"

"It's at Nanshan Cemetery."

"Then let's go find him," Jingxu yawned and complained, "I'm so tired of running around!"

"It's tiring to carry it on people's backs, why don't you come down and exercise your muscles and bones?" Phi Ma Sanren asked.

"No need," Jing Xu said, "He seems to have come by himself."

After hearing Jingxu's words, all the ghosts looked down the mountain at the same time, and it was indeed Wang Jingye who came.Lao Wang's behavior was different from the past. He ran a few steps, jumped, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, sometimes flexible, sometimes stiff and split.

Behind Lao Wang, there were two people following, to be precise, two people were flying behind.Li Mobai is still in black clothes and trousers, with an expressionless and exquisite appearance, while Ji Mingyuan has an extra colorful feathers, and his hands have even turned into wings, just like a birdman.

In this situation, Phi Ma Sanren's eyes were straightened, staring at Ji Mingyuan and looking at Chuan Qiushui: "Seven-color light feather cloak! There really are seven-color luan birds in this world!"

Li Mobai suddenly understood why his elder brother was very upset every time this hemp-clothed fellow Taoist looked at him, just like his mood now!

"Ahem, what..." Old Wang looked at the long-haired zombie with a yellow note, felt that this person seemed familiar, and had a bad premonition in his heart, so he asked anxiously: "Who can tell me, this is a zombie?" What?"

Faced with such a tragedy in the underworld, no one said a word, and finally Lao Li said: "Old Wang, don't get excited, listen to me, this is actually your body."

A long silence followed.

In such a situation, everyone sympathized with each other, and no one said anything, tacitly letting Lao Wang grieve alone.After a while, Wang Jingye regained his soul, and murmured: "Guoguo, I know you don't love me, and I shouldn't be pestering you all the time, but you...but you actually said that this iron-skinned long-haired monster It's me, do you despise me so much, woo woo woo... Think of me, Wang Jingye, who was as beautiful as a flower when I was alive, but also a flower in the underworld after death..."

Everyone: ... seems to have heard something extraordinary.

Li Zihao: "Why are you suddenly silent, what are you doing?"

Xu's experience was too miserable, Li Aiguo ignored his friend's nonsense, and took the initiative to pull him up, Wen Yan comforted him for a long time.

After successfully receiving a hug of love, Pharaoh calmed down a lot and was willing to face the facts.

"I was hit to death by a car, and I was fine when I was buried. How did it become like this? Is it not so easy to be a zombie? Otherwise, wouldn't the morgue become a museum of zombies?" Old Wang asked Li Mobai.

Don't look at him out of tune, but look at people with precision.This kid looks small and doesn't talk much, but he is the most capable of these people.As for my own students, hehe, it is still easy to use when revising papers.

"The feng shui of this place is not good, but it's not a place to raise corpses." Li Mobai looked around and calmly analyzed, "Aside from the environmental reasons, there are three other situations that may lead to the transformation of corpses."

"First, his own problems, his constitution is yin, it is easier to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon to cultivate into evil spirits; second, he was poisoned by corpses; there is also a possibility that someone is making troubles and artificially refining zombies for exorcism."

"He's like this now," the man in hemp was talking, he walked up to Ji and Li, and reached out to touch the bird's feathers, "I have a hunch, Fat Lord, all three situations are accounted for."

Daoist Jingxu patted his hairy hand with a cattail fan, and said in a displeased tone: "Take your fat paws away, at least you have never seen the world. Daoist, I am still on your body, and I have no face to accompany you to embarrass myself!"

The hemp-clad man chuckled, but he didn't take back his salty pig's hand. Instead, he firmly held Jingxu's butt with his hands backwards.

Daoist Jingxu:! ! !

The two were flirting and cursing, but Li Mobai was not idle, and checked the place where the corpse was buried.

"Haven't you all come over to take a look? This corpse is obviously more problematic," Li Mobai said, "The crow's mouth is quite accurate sometimes."

In the pit, another corpse was purple-black all over, its limbs and torso were intact, and there were no signs of corruption.If you distinguish carefully, you can find that the person died at a young age, probably only 20 years old.

"This person died of corpse poison. He should have turned into a zombie after death, but his essence was sucked dry by Professor Wang who died normally in the same pit. Professor Wang's physique is extremely yin and evil. It was invaded by evil spirits long ago. Not to mention that the other party has not yet become a purple zombie, even if a black zombie meets him, he will still be backlashed."

"This is the physique of a born zombie king!" Pima Sanren concluded.

"Indeed," Li Mobai couldn't understand the ridicule, and echoed earnestly, "Professor Wang can consider cultivating with a corpse. Compared with ghost cultivating, it will be more effective with half the effort. Even if you want to cultivate into a ji, it is not impossible."

"I don't, I don't, it's too ugly, the country will despise me!" Hearing Li Mobai's words, Old Wang cried instead of liking.

"That's okay," Li Mobai said, "I can burn the body, and then save you to reincarnate."

"Is there no third option? I just want to be a ghost quietly." Old Wang said.

"No, you have already cultivated to become zombified. Once the body is destroyed, if the soul is not saved, it will be scattered in an instant."

Pharaoh squatted on the ground, drawing circles in despair. "Then I'll be a zombie." Old Wang said.

Li Mobai: "You stand over, and I will cast a spell to bring your soul back to your body."

Lao Wang looked at his long-haired corpse, and felt his eyes were so hot that he didn't want to go back no matter what. "Wait a minute, I'll take it easy." Old Wang said.

Lao Li, who hadn't said anything for a long time, suddenly said at this moment: "I know this person in the pit!"

The corpse in the pit actually has a lot to do with Li Aiguo.If it wasn't for the fact that it was so purple, the mystery of this would have been discovered more than a month ago.

Speaking of which, Li Aiguo's death was not normal, and the purple corpse in the pit was his murderer.

Seeing that the plot is getting more and more lively, people and ghosts sit around the pit, listening to Grandpa Li tell the ghost stories of the past.

Li Zihao: "What are you doing again? Grandpa, have you spoken? I can't hear..."

Li Aiguo died in an act of righteousness.

Li Aiguo joined the army as a young man, fought battles, carried guns, fought floods, and experienced famine.The old man had devoted his whole life to the army and believed in fairness and justice.He was nearly seventy years old, and he still couldn't see petty theft, let alone bully the weak. The man in the pit hit the muzzle of the gun at that time.

Although Mr. Li is old, he has good hearing and eyesight, strong body and strong body.Before the accident, he was exercising in the park in the morning, but he heard fighting and shouting in the woods.Lao Li's sense of justice was overwhelming, and he immediately followed the sound.

Deep in the woods, he saw a seven or eight-year-old boy held hostage by two young men.The boy struggled desperately, but the two men had weapons in their hands and were trying their best to restrain him.The boy couldn't break free, he gnawed and bit the other's arm.The person who was bitten seemed to be frightened, and he shook off the boy's mouth and began to beat him to death.

Naturally, Li Aiguo couldn't stand it anymore, and immediately took action to uphold justice.Rao is the head of the old Li, who is skilled in martial arts, but he is too old. The robbers on the other side also attacked the boy and Lao Li indiscriminately as if they had gone crazy.

In the end, Lao Li was defeated and was bestowed with a dagger. He lost blood and died.

"What happened later?" Ji Mingyuan asked.

"When we were fighting, the little boy broke free and escaped successfully." Li Aiguo recalled, "The two kidnappers left me and chased them out."

"I was just a ghost at that time, and I was a little uncomfortable. When I realized it, they didn't know where they went."

"That little boy," Li Mobai grasped the point, "You said he bit someone, who did he bite?"

"If I'm not mistaken, it's the man in the pit."

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