Creation of Animals in the Extermination of Corpses and Ghosts in Xiangxi

"Ghost!" The only few village names left on the scene were scared out of their wits and ran away. Although Shuangtang experienced many strange things and reflected less than the others, they looked at each other like that. A discolored face.

It was Erwazi, the two of them recognized the identity of this monster at the same time, but just why, he was in the coffin and turned into such a ghost?

Father Zhang retreated three steps in a row, and said in a startled voice, "Are you... are you a human or a ghost... You are... Er Wazi..."

On the top of the mountain not far away, a man in Taoist robes had been staring at this place for a long time. The mountain wind blew his long bangs on his forehead. He stared intently at Erwazi in the coffin, and murmured: "Yes... Is it... like this?" After speaking, he exercised his foot strength and flew down from the top of the mountain to the place where the incident happened.

Erwazi went down again, revealing a mouthful of white teeth like a sickle saw, and was about to gnaw on Zhang Xiaoliu's corpse. Suddenly, Zhang's mother rushed out like crazy, and snatched from under Erwazi's body. Passing over the body of her own son, she hugged her son tightly in her hands, crying, "If you want to eat, eat me... don't eat my son..." Although the woman is a peasant woman, she really believes in the retribution of karma, After Erwazi disappeared, she became suspicious and asked her husband many times. Zhang Er was always evasive. The woman already vaguely knew that Erwazi had died at the hands of her husband, but she paid for her life by killing her. Feeling something was wrong, when her husband called Erwazi's name, she already thought that this monster must be the dead Erwazi who came to seek revenge from them. Purple-black blood seeped out, staining the woman's clothes red. The woman held Zhang Xiaoliu outside the coffin and kowtowed to Erwazi again and again, saying: "Second boy, I know that your death was wronged, but there is a debt of injustice. Lord, if you have any hatred, just come to me as a mother, the little six has already left, you have to let him go at ease... Please, don't torture him..." The voice is like a cuckoo Crying blood, very stern.

Erwazi suddenly turned his head slightly in the coffin, made a "click" sound, and stood up slowly, as if every movement was disintegrated, and his body seemed to be like a marionette being hoisted by someone. The moving machinery didn't even move a bit, and the sound of "Kaka" came to everyone's ears. Tang Fang and Tang Mengya loaded their guns and looked at the monster in front of them vigilantly. , is no longer a complete 'person', no one knows what he wants to do next, the necessary defense is still indispensable.

Suddenly Zhang Er picked up a mourning stick from the ground, rushed to the front of the coffin, and said fiercely, "Go to hell." The one was not strong, and it broke within two strokes. Zhang Er looked around, but couldn't find a suitable weapon, so he simply jumped into the coffin with his bare hands, wanting to fight Erwazi.

But Zhang's mother beside her grabbed her husband and cried, "Zhang Er, forget it, this is fate... Our Zhang family... admit it, and quickly kowtow to Er Wazi... Beg him to forgive us..."

"Bah!" Father Zhang knew that he had done something unconscionable to Erwazi, and Erwazi had become a ghost now, so he must have sought revenge from him. , Scared this evil spirit, so he won't come to harass the Zhang family again.

Things have developed to this point, and Tang Fang doesn't know who is right and who is wrong. Widow Zhao is pitiful, but Zhang's family is not much better. Seeing Zhang's mother so helpless and her husband so hysterical, Tang Fang feels sorry for Zhang's father. The trace of resentment also disappeared, often sighing, lamenting the cruelty of fate.

Suddenly Tang Mengya shouted loudly: "Er Wazi, you can hear me, right?"

Erwazi suddenly shook his body slightly, his face showed a thoughtful look, as if he was trying to think about something.

"Er Wazi, Zhang Xiaoliu died because of you. He died. This is fate. No matter who turned you into this, this is also fate. If you are determined to revenge, you will not be afraid of the cycle of karma, and the retribution will come to yourself. On him? Your mother...isn't dead yet!"

After hearing what Tang Mengya had said, Erwazi stood in the coffin for a long while, and slowly crawled out of the coffin, as if about to leave. At this moment, Zhang's father suddenly said loudly: "This is a ghost, I can't keep it, burn him. Burn him, or he will come to trouble me!"

"Just say a few words less!" Mother Zhang shouted hysterically.

"Burn!" Yes, Zhang's father seemed to have thought of something, he broke away from Zhang's mother, picked up a burning candle from the ground, and walked towards Erwazi step by step. He has a somewhat frenzied face, just like he killed Erwazi the night before.

Erwazi turned his head slowly and saw Zhang Er's face. Erwazi's whole face began to change a little, and the exposed flesh and blood began to shake violently, as if they were about to fall down in pieces.Blood oozed out, dyeing Erwazi's whole body red.

Tang Mengya's heart skipped a beat, and she blurted out: "Oops."

Sure enough, the second child's mouth without upper lip slowly opened, revealing the thick white teeth inside, and said a word: "Death!"

Erwazi spoke for the fifth time!

"Kang Dang!" The candle in Zhang Er fell to the ground, Zhang Er held his throat tightly with both hands, his eyes protruded outwards, his whole face turned reddish purple, and he rolled on the ground in pain. Liu Zi looked at him calmly, without the slightest expression on his face.

The sudden change caught everyone by surprise, Tang Mengya ran over quickly, and stretched her jade hand towards Zhang Er's throat. Zhang Er's throat was swollen several times larger than usual, and there seemed to be something crawling inside. , Zhang's father's face became more and more ugly, twisted in pain, he might die at any time.

"What... what's going on?" Tang Mengya tried hard to think about all the memories in her mind. Erwazi really didn't want to speak, but if he spoke, he would die. Could it be that this child knew the legendary "death curse" and said One word kills one person?

Just when everyone was helpless, a cold voice came from behind: "If you don't want him to die, don't move around."

Everyone looked back, Zhang Er's desperate face flashed a gleam of joy, struggling to kneel down on the ground, trying to squeeze out a few words: "Master save... save... me..."