My master is invincible

Chapter 2011

At that moment, I quickly looked over at Zhuge Qingming, and said softly, "The dead people you are talking about, what kind of dead people are you talking about?"

He nodded slightly, "Yes, that's the kind of dead person."

Ok!

It seems that the two of us want to go together.

However, what I don't understand is that such dead people rarely appear, even in 1000 years, there may not be one.

But, now we have bumped into each other, and they are still sitting next to me.

And according to the rumors, once you encounter that kind of dead person, you will be unlucky for three years, or even longer.

Zhuge Qingming and I looked at each other, and he said, "Master, sit farther away from Han Qiu. I'm dressed as a beggar now. Even if I sit with her, there's no problem. In addition, I'm afraid you have to talk to the driver about it." Let him control the speed of the car within 100 yards, don't exceed this number, otherwise, the car will easily get into an accident on the highway."

"Can you stop the car and drive everyone away?" I asked.

He shook his head, "No, once that kind of dead person gets into the car, the only way to avoid the disaster is to drive the car to the destination."

I understand what he means, the general appearance of the dead is often accompanied by disasters.

And the only solution is, don't let that kind of dead person know that he is that kind of dead person.

It looks very simple, but it is very difficult to actually operate.

First, the kind of dead people will realize that they are different from others after 12 hours.

Second, the body of the dead will begin to change over time.To put it bluntly, that kind of dead person will eventually become a mobile evil spirit pool, which will affect the luck of everyone who has come into contact with her.

The third and most important point is that once the dead die somewhere, there will be a large-scale disaster in that place.

This kind of disaster may be a natural disaster or a man-made disaster. As for what it will be, we can only leave it to fate.

I know this because "Liuding Liujia Burial Sutra" once mentioned that kind of dead person.

Just as I was in a daze for a while, Zhuge Qingming pulled me quietly, and then, I felt something extra in my pocket, and when I looked down, it was a small cattail fan.

It is only two fingers big, a bit like Zhuge Liang's fan in the Three Kingdoms period.

However, this fan is much smaller in size.

"What is this?" I asked.

He said: "Master, you can just take it."

Well, since he didn't say anything, I naturally didn't ask, so I got up slowly and walked towards the driver.

When I got to the driver's side, I leaned against the car door. He didn't seem to expect me to come over, he glanced at me suspiciously, and then continued to drive.

I took a look at the driver. He was in his thirties, with dark skin, a bit fat, and a straight haircut. I smiled and asked him, "Brother, what's your name?"

"Just call me Lao Zheng." The driver replied with a smile while driving the car.

"I'd better call you Brother Zheng!" I said with a smile, and then asked him, "I don't know where Brother Zheng is from!"

I didn't directly talk to him about that kind of dead person, one is worried that he won't believe it, and the other is that he thinks I'm a lunatic.

Therefore, I plan to chat with him, which can be regarded as disarming him.

The driver is quite good at chatting, and I guess every driver who runs the bus has a heart that can chat.

No, when I asked him where he was from, the driver seemed to open his mouth. Not only did he tell me that he was from Changsha, but he also talked about the children of his family, and how his own children were. Almost seven or eight minutes.

In the end, I couldn't stand it anymore, so I asked him with a smile: "Brother, what do you think of the funeral?"

"Funeral?" He was startled, glanced at me, then continued to stare straight ahead, and said with a smile, "Young man, you are telling me about funerals in the middle of the night. I'm afraid that if you tell me, it will scare you to death."

"What's wrong?" I asked with a smile.

He said: "Let me tell you this, three years ago, I mixed in an abnormal funeral in our hometown. Mom, that scene was really scary."

While speaking, the driver guessed that he remembered something, and shivered all over his body.

Immediately afterwards, the driver told me that it was the funeral he participated in. Halfway through the funeral, all the family members of the deceased were surrounding the coffin, and the deceased suddenly crawled out of the coffin, and then told everyone present, He's not dead yet, he won't die until August thirteenth, a year later.

As a result, on August [-]th of the following year, the deceased really died.

Listening to what he said, I smiled wryly, the driver probably wasn't bragging.Because, I have heard us coffin bearers say something similar before.

However, since he got to this point, I naturally didn't tact with him any more, so I asked him: "Brother, have you ever heard of that kind of dead man?"

He glanced at me suspiciously, then continued to drive, "What kind of dead man is that?"

I smiled and explained: "Actually, it's similar to the situation you just said, but the dead people walk with evil spirits, and what's more, they don't know that they are dead, and they still regard themselves as living people in the world. walk."

"Young man, are you talking about zombies?" Nasi laughed and joked.

Ok!

I'm also speechless.

However, if you think about it carefully, the dead people seem to be somewhat similar to zombies, but they are different from zombies.

I patiently explained, "They are not zombies! From the perspective of the hospital, they are not dead yet, but their condition is showing signs of improvement, but from the perspective of metaphysics, their bodies are exhausted." When the lamp is dry, there is only one breath in the body, once the breath dissipates, they will die completely."

Hearing what I said, the driver scratched his head, "Young man, are you talking about gan corpses?"

Acridine?
I glanced at him in surprise, he actually knew the corpse.As he said, there is indeed another name for that kind of dead person, which is gangster.However, this appellation is generally popular in the Changsha area.

At that moment, I nodded and said with a smile: "Yeah, I didn't expect Brother Zheng to understand this."

"Young man, I'm not bragging. Don't look at me driving a bus now. To tell you the truth, I used to be a coffin bearer. I have carried a lot of coffins with us, so I naturally understand the things here, and what you just said It’s all a thing of ancient times, and it’s definitely gone in this society now.” The driver said with a smile.

"What if there is?" I followed his words and continued.

"How is it possible? Generally, it is extremely difficult to form a dead body. Unless the right time, place and people are in harmony, it must be assisted by external gossip, internal gossip, and yin and yang ten sons to form a dead body." The driver smiled and gave up. One sentence.

Now, I can't stand anymore, I didn't expect to meet someone who knows how to do it!
(End of this chapter)