Chapter 137: Bronze Drum Mountain Zombie
"Bang!"
The corpse fell on the corpse cleansing table. Qin He looked at the crematorium that had not been tidied up and said, "Didn't I tell you to tidy it up? Why haven't you moved it?"
"Get it sorted immediately."
The big tortoise said hurriedly, and hurriedly helped up the fallen furniture and put away the fallen debris.
The calf also followed suit and straightened a table.
Qin He ignored them and focused on the corpse in front of him.
The corpse poison of zombies is extremely contagious, and all corpses bitten by zombies will become corpses.
The only solution is to incinerate the bitten body as soon as possible.
This kind of corpse raising is different from the ordinary corpse transformation, and it has a certain resistance to corpse suppression techniques.
So time comes first.
From this point of view, the decision of the cremation hall is justifiable. The longer the corpse is delayed, the more ferocious the corpse will be.
The corpse in front of me was clearly misjudged.
The skin of the corpse is relatively white, and it should come from a wealthy family. The corpse poison looks similar to that of a corpse that has been stale, but it is actually a visual error.
The time was misestimated by at least one day.
The body will be exhumed soon.
Sure enough, just as Qin He was about to suture the wound, the corpse suddenly sat up.
"Wow!"
The big tortoise was startled.
The calf was also frightened and quickly took several steps back.
Qin He took a look.
Huh?
Faster than I expected.
The corpse was raised before it was touched. If it were to be burned directly, it would not be possible to jump up.
Corpse nail!
Qin He raised his hand and flicked it, and the three corpse-suppressing nails stabbed hard into the corpse's eyebrows and the left and right shoulder blades.
Three needles and five points!
The corpse lay down directly, but the corpse was still shaking and refused to give in.
Qin He was a little surprised.
The corpse was a bad thing, but after all, it had just been raised, and my meritorious golden body and three corpse-suppressing nails were still not able to subdue it.
This is very wrong.
Abnormal corpse poison.
In other words, the biting zombie is abnormal.
Qin He's interest suddenly became more intense. He burned a car today and had a good rest to recharge his batteries. He will take a trip to Tonggu Mountain tomorrow.
After thinking about it, Qin He reached into his armpit and dug out an old-looking bell. He threw it to the big bastard and said, "Hang it to the highest place in the crematorium."
"Yes, Master."
The big bastard responded, his neck began to stretch, and soon he stretched out the roof of the crematorium and hung the bell on the raised corner of the eaves.
"Dingling bell~"
The night wind blew, and the bells made a crisp and sweet sound.
The body that was still shaking suddenly became quiet, and there was no more movement.
Astonishingly, it is Maerling.
The reward Ji Wubing got from burning the corpse has always been a useless opportunity in the space under Qin He's armpit.
It came in handy today.
The horse bell, second only to the soul-catching lantern, ranks sixth among the nine corpse-suppressing devices.
As soon as the bell rang, the uneasy atmosphere lingering over the Dongcheng Corpse Crematorium seemed to become much peaceful in an instant.
Especially the cremator who received the six bitten corpses felt much calmer.
The four officers on duty came outside the cremation room No. 7. They looked up and saw a bell suddenly appeared on the corner of the eaves, with some confusion in their eyes.
But seeing that this was Qin He's crematorium, I didn't think there was anything strange about it.
No matter what it is, as long as Qin He is doing it, he can understand it.
The corpse was suppressed, Qin He successfully sutured the wound, moved the corpse to the furnace, burned coal to start the fire, and after everything went according to plan, he handed over the follow-up matters to the big bastard.
The big bastard took it happily, and when Qin He wasn't paying attention, he glanced at the calf provocatively, with a proud look on his face.
The calf snorted and turned its head, not bothering to look at it.
Qin He crossed his legs, waiting for the body to be incinerated.
The big tortoise worked hard and burned the body in about an hour and a half.
Shadow puppet interpretation, Qin He saw what happened in Tonggu Mountain.
Tonggu Mountain has deep forests and lush grass, and is rarely visited.
A river passes through it, and there is a village by the water, called Tonggu Village.
It was originally a very remote small village, but in recent years, several coal mines have been discovered there, and it has gradually become prosperous.
Especially as winter approaches, the demand for coal surges, and Tonggushan coal merchants gather, making it even more lively.
The deceased's name was Li Doukui. He was originally a villager in Tonggu Village. He later became a coal mine supervisor because he was good at calculations.
Having been in the mines for a long time, rarely seeing the light of day, and having hidden diseases, Li Doukui's skin is paler than that of ordinary people.
It was the night before yesterday that a landslide occurred while the coal workers were digging coal, and three coal workers were buried.
By the time the landslide was excavated, the three coal workers were no longer able to survive, but at this time the coal workers discovered that a hole actually appeared in the landslide.
Everyone was very surprised.
I went in with a torch to investigate, and found out after a closer look.
It's actually an ancient tomb.
The coal miners were furious at that time.
Some of them are villagers from Tonggu Village, and some are hard laborers from outside. They never see the light of day when digging coal, and the wages they are given are barely enough to fill their stomachs.
This ancient tomb is definitely an unexpected windfall.
And soon, the coal miners discovered some gold, silver and jade articles buried with them.
Everyone rushed forward and snatched away the objects in the tomb. As long as they looked like they could be sold, they took them all.
After much fussing, there was only one coffin left.
Naturally, the coal miners couldn't let it go if they were so poor. Although some people had raised doubts, saying that it was dangerous to open the coffin, and it was necessary to find someone who could see things carefully.
But no one listened, and they rushed forward to open the coffin and get something.
But in the end, the coffin couldn't be opened.
The coal workers had no choice but to carry the coffin out of the tomb, then dig out the mine tunnel and put it outside.
We then went to invite some people to look after the matter, but it was impossible not to do so because the coffin could not be opened.
The person who is looking at the matter is a Taoist priest. When he comes, he will just say a word and quickly return all the coffins and gold and silver artifacts, and then seal the tomb tunnel again. It is best to seal the coal mine, otherwise big trouble will happen.
When the coal workers heard this, they thought, isn't this nonsense? In exchange for the gold and silver they put in their arms, the coal mines where everyone eats are also closed?
How is that possible.
So you and I drove the Taoist priest away with each word.
At this time, a brave person came forward and said that he would try using black dog blood. Black dog blood has spiritual power and can break evil spirits, so it may be useful.
The coal workers were at a loss, so they decided to give it a try.
I got a black dog and took the blood. Is the result good? When the black dog's blood was sprinkled on it, they didn't need to open the coffin. The coffin opened by itself.
The corpse gas spurted out, and everyone at the scene lay down.
The shadow puppet performance ended after a few moments.
Chapter completed!