Zombie: Leaving Maoshan, I am refining the corpse immortal in western Hunan

After saying that, he asked the Qi family to directly expand the robbery hole first.

With such a big hole, if something happens, you may not be able to escape immediately.

A few 15 people went down to the underground space, and the passage next to it was the well water.

The moonlight imprints water ripples in the passage.

If someone is not familiar with the layout of this Taoist temple, probably only someone like Ning Yi who knows the plot in advance can find it.

Not long after walking, I saw numerous large tanks soaked in a pool of black water.

These jars are all sealed with soil, and they are not too big or too small, just big enough to hold the body of an adult.

On the surface of all the earthen tanks, there are countless insect pupae, which have long since dried, and the insects inside have hatched and flown away.

"Master Ning, look."

"Although these bugs are scary, they don't seem to be used to deal with us. Instead, they seem to be guarding against the things in the earthen jar."

Qi Tiezui touched his chin, observed the surrounding situation, and took out a small peach wood sword from his bag.

Seeing Ning Yi glance at his small mahogany sword, Qi Tiezui explained sheepishly: "My sword is an heirloom of the Qi family, specially used to deal with these evil spirits."

Ning Yi easily walked around the surface of the earthen vat with his Cloud Steps.

The most powerful thing here is probably in this earthen vat.

"Open it."

He turned and said to Partridge Whistle.

Partridge Whistle skillfully used a dagger to pry open the soil on the surface of the earthen jar.

The chrysalis was stuck very firmly, and the blade made a cracking sound. The sound was like prying an oyster.

When Partridge Whistle opened the earthen jar, he saw that there was indeed a corpse in the earthen jar.

"This is a vat burial. It seems that the contents of these vats are indeed Taoist priests who disappeared from the Taoist temple."

"It's just that I don't understand why these Taoist priests are sealed in earth jars after death and protected by these insects?"

The insects in this tomb seemed to have been refined by the weasel killed by Ning Yi.

"Brother Partridge Whistle, can you take off the bronze mirror over there and let me see it?" Qi Tiezui suddenly pointed to a bronze mirror in the middle of the room in front of him.

"Oops, this is a message from a master of our Qi family. These earthen jars cannot be touched!"

"Brother, look at these corpses, they actually have a lot of hair growing on them."

The old foreigner stared at the opened earthen jar and found that the dead body inside was constantly filled with black water, and there was a lot of hair growing inside the body like a plant sprouting.

"Take all these corpses out and burn them!"

Ning Yi glanced at the countless red lines in the room.

There were many women's hair lying around, and it seemed that they were all placed here deliberately.

"Baby, this Feng Shui array was also set up by your family?"

"Master Ning, this is the fish-water acacia formation recorded in the ancient books of our Qi family. It is to prevent the things inside from coming out!"

Qi Tiezui stared at the bronze mirror above.

After being jumped by the partridge whistle for life, he took it off immediately.

He was taken aback immediately.

"No, this bronze mirror is used to hold down corpses!"

As he finished speaking, the surrounding earthen jars immediately began to vibrate.

"The bronze mirror must be put back as soon as possible." Qi Tiezui reminded quickly.

Ning Yi stretched out the ghost flute, put it to his mouth and played it slowly.

As the sound rang out, all the trembling pots around fell silent.

These mutating corpses were carried out by the Huo family.

Qi's family is small, so naturally only people from other families can come to help.

The Li family members were immediately ordered to pick up branches.

As long as the dead bodies in these earthen jars are completely burned, this Taoist temple can truly be inhabited.

Otherwise, if there is such a pile of things left in the well, sooner or later the contents of the corpse will erupt again.

As Ning Yi's flute sounded, the surrounding nine people all stood aside in tacit agreement.

"Master Ning has taken action!"

"Master Ning is worthy of being the Lord of Hell. He can control corpses with just a bamboo flute!"

Because Xiangxi was originally a legend about driving corpses.

As for Ning Yi, many people know that before coming to Changsha City, he was active in the western Hunan area.

All the corpses automatically climbed onto the pile of dry wood, and the Li family immediately threw the torches over.

He also poured kerosene on top to speed up the burning of the pile of firewood.

However, as the fire burned onto these corpses, these corpses seemed to come to life.

He kept struggling in the fire, and the bones in his body made clicking sounds. 163

Looking at the state of death of these corpses, they all made a bunch of actions that were impossible for normal people to do.

These bodies were in the fire as if they were not dead.

People from all around the nine gates stared at the fire, not daring to blink.

But at this moment, Huo Jinxi walked to Ning Yi: "Master Ning, Adjutant Zhang is here with someone."

She pointed to the bottom of the mountain and found that Adjutant Zhang was walking towards this direction with someone.

"Master Ning!" Adjutant Zhang greeted immediately after meeting him.

"Adjutant Zhang, what wind brought you here?"

While Ning Yi was talking, Zhang Rishan's eyes were fixed on the fire behind him.

Those weird corpses, he just watched with his own eyes as they were gradually burned to ashes.

Then he suddenly noticed a bronze mirror in Partridge Whistle's hand.

Suddenly I was shocked, and I guessed that this place might be related to the ghost train they were discussing.

Then he told the purpose of his trip: "Master Ning, there is a ghost train coming to Changsha City Railway Station. Sir, I would like to ask you to go and have a look!"

Upon hearing Zhang Rishan's invitation, Ning Yi did not rush to leave immediately, but checked the progress of the plot.

There is already a brass treasure chest available for collection, which is quite good news.

"Lead the way." He was also about to take a look at this train of ghost cars.

0128 Moth-eaten face, bronze coffin

With Zhang Rishan leading the way, Qi Tiezui, Huo Jinxi and others also followed.

"The defense officer said that this train left the mine last night.

All the people on the train were dead before the train arrived at the station. The train had braked before approaching the station and slid slowly to a stop at the station. "

"The entire car is welded to iron sheets, and steel plates are directly used in many key positions."

"By the time we found the train, the only surviving driver had already hanged himself."

Zhang Rishan told them about the situation on the train on the way.

When we arrived at the train station, we faced a lot of sandbags along the way.

It seems that they are used to stop the train behind them.

Ning Yi had figured out all the plot about the old Jiumen Ghost Car on the way.

It’s just that the pictures in my memory all come from the plot.

In reality, he has yet to see the train with his own eyes.

"Sir is right in front, and a few of them are here. The Wu family members are also in front now."

Looking from a distance, Mrs. Wu was talking with Wu Xun and Zhang Qishan about the train situation.

The Wu family is from Pingsanmen and is good at reverse fighting. This train looked like it was driven out of the mud.

As for the details, the Wu family should be able to see some clues.

"Sir, the soil on this train still contains a small amount of ore, which is obviously mined from the mine outside the city."

The old man smelled the soil carefully and said, "Hiss, this soil looks like rammed earth from a tomb.

In addition, many Japanese were active in the mines some time ago, so this matter may be inseparable from the Japanese. "

The appearance of the ghost car in front of us can be said to be the most bizarre and bizarre event in Changsha City in recent years.

In order to avoid causing panic, Zhang Qishan immediately blocked the news.

The news leaked out at that time.

"Master Ning! Master Eight! Sanniang〃~!"

When Zhang Qishan saw Ning Yi and the others coming, he greeted them politely.

If he wants to take good care of Changsha City, he must first build a good relationship with the nine gates.

"Master Ning, you are a descendant of Maoshan. What do you think of this matter?"

Although he didn't want to make this matter too weird, Zhang Qishan was a superstitious person in his heart.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been brooding about his Qiongqi tattoo.

"How can this be seen? I just decided to build a Taoist temple in the mine, and this ghost train came.

This clearly tells us that there is a ghost in the mine. "

"What happened over there in the mines?"