Lingxian Zhenjun

Chapter 33
boom~~
boom~~
Heavy objects hit the ground one after another, and the arched quilt behind the railing trembled. Under the quilt, Sun Zhengde curled up, his teeth chattering up and down.

He stretched out his hand to open a gap, and in the narrow field of vision, what he saw was a pair of feet covered with black shoes jumping up stiffly, and then fell heavily with a stiff body with a muffled sound.

"Get up... the corpse..."

Sun Zhengde's lips trembled, and the obscene clothes he wore inside his Taoist robe were soaked in cold sweat, his hands and feet were shrunk to his belly, and he didn't dare to move. I hope in my heart that my boss will wake up so that I can rescue him.

"Not here...not here..."

It seemed that the voice from the netherworld was lingering outside the blanket. The fat Taoist closed his eyes in fright, tightly covered his ears, and held his breath. It was freezing cold inside the stuffy blanket.

dong~dong~
The sound of heavy objects hitting the ground seemed to ring around the quilt. After a while, the main room became quiet, and the fat Taoist slowly opened his eyes, let go of his hands and listened to the movement outside.

Quiet only the sound of breathing can be heard.

'Lie back in the coffin? '

He swallowed his saliva, opened a slit, and looked outside with his vision close to the ground. There were no jumping figures, but he didn't dare to be careless. Sun Zhengde wiped the cold sweat hanging from his fat face, and turned inside the quilt. Turning around, he stretched out his hand to push back the quilt on this side.

A gap was opened at the corner extremely slowly.

What came into view was a head in a birthday cap lying on the ground with a gloomy expression.

A pair of gray eyes stared straight at him, and a faint voice called out sinisterly.

"Got you."

"Ahhhh-"

Fear to the extreme, hysterical madness.Suddenly frightened, every pore on Sun Zhengde's body instantly expanded, and his hairs stood upside down one by one.

He lifted the quilt directly, jumped out from inside, and ran to the side where the host lived.

"Master! Master!"

Jumping into the darkness, what I touched was an empty floor, with no one at all.

'Could it be that he sensed the danger and ran away first? The fat Taoist went to the crazy old man's side again, but there was still no one there. At this time, the sound of heavy objects falling behind him had already jumped from there.

Getting closer.

Sun Zhengde grabbed the wooden sleeper casually and threw it over, and ran to the coffin from the other side of the railing. In the dim candlelight, the stiff figure jumped up and down, and the distance was shortened instantly.

"There are a lot of people in the inn, why are you chasing me alone!"

The fat Taoist was about to cry. Seeing that the corpse was chasing him again, he hurriedly circled around the coffin. When it was left, the Taoist turned to the right, and when it was right, the Taoist turned to the left.

After tossing back and forth several times, both legs were trembling. The corpse seemed to be annoyed, and jumped straight over the coffin. The moment the stiff arms poked at it, the fat Taoist dragged his fat body and rushed to the door nimbly, knocking on the coffin. He fell over the threshold.

Rolling and crawling up, with the greatest strength, he shouted at the top of his voice: "Get up, people from the inn, your master has cheated—"

Then he looked back, and then screamed "Ah!", and ran forward with two thick legs.

The corpse that was chasing jumped, but the toes touched the high threshold, and fell to the ground with a loud 'slap'.

At this time, the room near the backyard of the inn was lit with candles, and the inn guy held up the oil lamp to look out and illuminate it. He saw the corpse in a shroud standing straight up from the ground, his face turned pale with fright, and he reacted decisively. Blowing out the lamp, bang the window lattice.

"you……"

When the fat Taoist heard the sound of closing the window, his heart twitched. Turning his head, the corpse jumped and chased after him. How dare he talk too much, Sun Zhengde turned and ran. When he saw two horses and one cow in the shed in front, His eyes fell on the big green bull whose back was facing him.

"Bull...good bull...help me block for a while!"

The fat Taoist ran very fast with his feet, and with a clean and agile sliding shovel, he slid directly between the old cow's hind legs and under his belly.

moo~
The old cow drooped its eyelids, looked back at the fat Taoist shrunk under its belly, and then looked at the jumping figure, its half-closed eyelids suddenly widened, and it stomped on the cow's hooves restlessly, and squeezed out a sound.

'Kill the old cow! '
In an instant, the jumping corpse landed straight outside the thatched shed. Under the gray eyes, the nostrils were flushed, and the body was straight, leaning over the knelt figure of the green cow, sniffing the fat buttocks. Opening its mouth slightly, it revealed a pair of sharp long teeth.

The old cow was terrified, thinking that the corpse was gnawing on it, so he raised his leg suddenly, and the cow's hoof kicked out, and the huge hoof paw covered the corpse's face heavily.

bah—

The hoofprints covered the dull face, and the corpse flew out like a cannonball, hitting a wall in the main room with a bang, and the trembling window lattices and door frames were buzzing.

Moo!
Qingniu turned around, stomped its hooves twice, lowered its head, and rushed over. The moment the corpse stood upright, its sharp horns pierced into the corpse, and with a flick, it directly threw the corpse high into the air. The intestines flew to the ground, and the stench of blood filled the courtyard immediately.

"Good job!" Sun Zhengde showed his thumb in surprise.

However, the corpse rolled around, stood upright again, turned to the direction of applause, and leapt towards the fat Taoist in the shrunken straw shed. Deep into the wooden pillar, the other palm pressed directly on the Taoist's shoulder.

"Boss, save me!"

The moment the sound fell, there was a series of soft sounds from the roof of the main room, and a figure stepped on the tiles and rushed down the eaves through the darkness, falling in mid-air, throwing the rope in his hand, wrapping around the neck of the corpse.

Under the eaves, Chen Yuan pressed the rope with two fingers, quickly wrote the talisman, and suddenly pulled her hand, shouting: "Come here!"

The rope was taut and glowed with a faint blue light.

The neck of the corpse inserted into the wooden pillar was tightened and sank into the flesh, and it flew backwards two feet in an instant, fell down and then stood upright, facing the eaves and leaping towards Chen Yuan, with its lips parted wide, revealing its fangs for a moment.

Chen Yuan pulled out the three-foot dark wood from the back of her waist, and slapped it on the cheek of the corpse, a fang flew out dragging the blood line.

Above the air.

The ragged old man jumped down, covered the top of the corpse with his palm, and twisted his hand hard.

The soft clicking sound echoed in the courtyard.

In the light and shadow of the candlelight, the shadow cast on the ground, the head was directly taken off, and in a moment, the headless body fell to the ground with a bang.

The crazy old man tossed his head and played with it in his hands, and ran to the thatched shed to show to the fat Taoist, who quickly avoided and went to Chen Yuan's side.

"Boss, why did you go? Ben... I almost died..."

"Just watch from the roof."

Chen Yuan glanced around, the old cow was lying in the shed, half-closed his eyes, chewing the hay calmly, as if he hadn't moved his hands, when the owner's eyes swept over, he just let out a 'moo' sound.

"Go back to sleep."

Chen Yuan turned her eyes to the inn over there, and said softly to Sun Zhengde.Before, he looked through "Miscellaneous Mysteries of Huangchuan" to find the next place to go, but he saw a story in the anecdote.

"There was a strange incident in Guang County. Suddenly, one day, someone met a convoy carrying a coffin. He heard that some ancestors had died. No doubt. The next day, he heard that several people died suddenly at the inn in the county. The yamen checked and found a coffin. , Put it in the backyard.The yamen pursued them, went to the riverside, and searched several large boats, only to find a black coffin and a woman whose face was like a living person, with fangs in her lips.They set fire to it, its flesh was burnt to ashes, its bones bled, and everyone was shocked. '

Seeing this story, Chen Yuan thought of the convoy delivering the coffin, and immediately decided to hide in the room to see if it was consistent with the story.

Through the cracks in the tiles, the lid of the coffin was opened and the corpse jumped out.

'The two night watchmen should know, that's why they left in the middle of the night. He looked at the inn over there, and a guess gradually formed in his mind, "These people may be raising corpses in this way..."

It's a pity that there is no such formula in the book, and it probably needs to find the root cause to make up for it.

turn around.

Chen Yuan took the gray-white head from her master and put it on the ground, and took the remaining white wax, sealed the corpse's eyes with wax water, and muttered something.

'Bump into my hand, there's no reason for you to leave alive. '

Thinking about it, Chen Yuan suddenly threw her head into the night sky, clapped her palms to greet the master who was still looking at the night, and went to sleep. There was still a long way to go tomorrow morning.

……

The night faded away.

The rooster in the town crowed loudly at Xiangyang. In the inn, the shopkeeper opened the door comfortably, but no waiter got up early to open the door. He knocked on the door a few times, and it took a long time for footsteps to come.

The door opened, the clerk's face turned pale, his eyes turned black, and seeing the shopkeeper crying, he told him what happened last night.

The corpse got up?

It's worth it!

Over there, the shopkeeper's face was terrifyingly pale after listening to it, and he hurriedly knocked on the doors of the men who were stationed in the store yesterday with his buddy, but no one opened the door for a long time, so the two of them pushed the door open together, and saw three people inside with distorted faces , Qiqiao bleeding to death on the bed.

In the other room, the same is true. The two men in green clothes who were watching the night yesterday sat on the ground against the wall, their eyes were bleeding, and their faces were covered with tooth marks...

hiss~~
The shopkeeper staggered back out, gasping for breath, let the waiter support him, and walked down the stairs softly, and walked to the backyard together. In the distance, there was a headless corpse lying in the main room, with a head next to the corpse, and his eyes were covered. The wax water was poured, and even though the morning sun was shining, this scene still looked weird and gloomy.

"Where are the people living in this house?"

Fearing that someone would die again, the shopkeeper plucked up the courage to pull the waiter in to check. Except for the coffin lid lying horizontally on the ground, the floor coverings on both sides were neatly stacked, and there was no one there, and the bullock cart in the shed had long since disappeared.

"Notice that Li is...reporting...reporting to the official..."

The shopkeeper sat down on the ground, trembling and whispering.

On the official road outside the town in the distance, the bullock carts are bathed in the golden morning sun, creaking and raising dust and slowly going away.

(End of this chapter)