Chapter 33: World of the Dead (2)

"You didn't tell me earlier!" Yin Hui glared at him, and then walked quickly to the door. After quickly finding the right place to focus, he kicked the door open, and a harsh impact was heard at the end of the corridor.

The echoes that fell were like ghosts crying, one after another.

With a 'pop' sound, Yin Hui turned on the light, and the long-lost warmth suddenly pulled the whole room out of the arms of death.

The originally dim green light in the corridor also went out without warning at the same time, as dim as a hanging little apple. Luo Zhe, who was following behind, was so frightened that he was sweating profusely and almost screamed regardless of his identity.

stand up.

"Father, why did you change the light bulb?" Zhang Yunfei complained as he walked towards his father's desk.

Father Zhang is a kind old man. At this moment, he is sitting upright in the boss's chair, with a faint smile on his face. It can be seen through the light that the old man's skin is rosy and shiny, and there are not many wrinkles.

He really doesn't look like he is fifty years old.

Teacups, file boxes, pens, phones, and tables were arranged in a clear order. But the strange thing was that although Father Zhang was sitting in a sitting posture, he didn't pay attention to everyone at all. He just looked at the copywriting in front of him with dull eyes, distracted.

generally.

"Father?" Zhang Yunfei called out curiously again.

But the old man still didn't answer.

Yin Hui looked at it and did not rush forward. He just took turns to pop out the four yellow talismans that had been folded into triangles from his fingers. After throwing all these small things accurately to the four corners of the house,

Then he said coldly: "No need to shout, the old gentleman has passed away."

"Nonsense!" Zhang Yunfei shouted hysterically: "Isn't my father just sitting here?"

Having learned the lessons from the previous two times, Luo Zhe did not dare to argue with Yin Hui this time. This is called learning from every experience and gaining wisdom.

"Take a closer look!"

"Father?" Zhang Yunfei's voice was mixed with a slightly anxious look.

"Uncle?" Luo Zhe said hello with a smile, but the old man obviously didn't give them face and was still staring at the copywriting in front of him meticulously.

Zhang Yunfei's expression completely changed, and it was ugly. He looked at Yin Hui, but he couldn't bring a smile to his face.

"What happened to my father?"

"Mr. Zhang, from the moment I walked into the house, I felt that there was no breath of living people here. You still don't believe it. Well, then I will make you believe it completely."

After finishing speaking, Yin Hui walked to Zhang's father, took out the lightning bracelet from his arms, and put it on his right wrist.

This 'Thunder Light Bracelet' was a gift from his master, Old Zhao Tou, to his sect, and it is also one of the seven magical artifacts passed down by the Maoshan Emperor's Clan for hundreds of years.

According to Lao Zhaotou, this object is often worn on the right hand and absorbs the essence of heaven and earth. It will reveal its true colors when used. If the caster injects all his Taoist magic into the bracelet, a huge blue light arc will be produced.

Coupled with high-speed attacks, it can penetrate the human body in an instant, and when it reaches the extreme, it can even cut off the thunder and lightning in the sky. Of course, Yin Hui does not need to work so hard at this moment. All things are interdependent and natural rules. In Taoist speech, thunder and lightning have always been

He is the mortal enemy of demons and monsters, so most of the spells and instructions are closely related to the thunder element in the air. What he needs to do now is to activate half of the power of the thunder bracelet to break up the layout here.

The faint blue dragon roared, and a circle of blue ripples rolled around on the thunder bracelet. Father Zhang's body slowly began to slump, and his ruddy skin began to relax, and the original color gradually became rough.

dim.

The two piercing eyes, only possessed by superiors, seemed to be tired, and gradually lost their majesty. The divergent pupils protruded from the inside to the outside, and even the hair began to fall out in clumps.

In just a few breaths, a person who was alive just now turned into a corpse that had been dead for a long time.

"Oh, my mother." Luo Zhe's voice changed as he spoke. Regardless of his identity as the general manager, he ran wildly without thinking. Then he accidentally fell to the ground.

This Yunfei was also stunned. The person who was clearly alive just now turned into a rotting corpse in an instant, and it was still so scary.

"Father, father..." After reacting, he screamed in pain, fell to his knees and cried profusely. And Yin Hui was not idle either. In order to guard against unnecessary corpse transformation, he took out a piece of paper written all over his arms.

The 'Corpse Suppression Talisman' with the cinnabar mark was placed impartially on Mr. Zhang's Yintang, and then he stroked Mr. Zhang's face with his right hand, allowing his wide-open eyes to rest in peace.

"Mr. Zhang, let's go. Come back here after twelve o'clock to collect your father's remains. He has made himself into a living corpse, and there must be something fishy about it. The yin energy here is too strong, and I have used the 'Four-Phase Soul Collection Array'

'Temporarily suppress it, and after cleaning it, ask a senior monk to perform a ritual to remove all the dirty things inside." Yin Hui pulled Zhang Yunfei up, regardless of whether the latter wanted it or not.

He slowly exited the room. It wouldn't matter if he was alone, but now that there was another Zhang Yunfei, he had to be careful. He didn't want the other person to become the second Zhang Yunfei.

As they walked, the furniture on both sides of the house also changed subtly. The red elm seats gradually changed from thick to thin, and the color gradually faded, and finally turned into a

Papery furniture.

This...this is clearly a paper craft specially prepared for the dead.

Zhang Yunfei's face turned pale with fright, and Luo Zhe's eyes almost didn't pop out because at this moment, two large white lanterns were hanging directly in front of his head, and the beating candlelight illuminated the 'Dian' on the lanterns.

The words make it even more breathtaking.

I didn't expect that the things in this office were actually...

Yin Hui lit a cigarette to strengthen his courage, handed it to Zhang Yunfei to take a sip, and after spitting out his eyes for a few times, the two of them felt some warmth on their chilly backs. Taking advantage of the energy they had built up, they took three steps together.

He ran out of the corridor in two steps.

Looking back, there is no office behind the transparent glass. It is simply a world of the dead and a paradise for ghosts. The furniture, bed cabinets, and teacups are all made of paper, and some pendants have turned into little cherry mouths.

A paper figure with a square mouth and a white face, and an old man sitting on a colorful paper desk in the center, an old guy who has long been dried to look like bacon.

Yin Hui took a heavy puff of cigarette and exhaled a puff of thick smoke, covering the glass with a layer of hazy smoke, making it impossible to see clearly what was going on inside.

After finishing all this, Zhang Yunfei, who was burping and sobbing, was dragged back to the hall.

In the hall, the sound of the piano was still melodious. Because the people sitting at this moment were facing away from the guests, not many people really cared about the situation here.

"Mr. Luo, what's going on? Do you want a glass of red wine to calm down the shock?" As soon as Yin Hui sat down, he smiled with a charming smile, and then handed over the 'Taibai Zui' filled with red wine.

He really doesn't like to pick up any pot.

After witnessing Zhang's father's death, how could Luo Zhe dare to touch this cup again? In his eyes, this thing is just a seductive little devil, seeking life's impermanence!

"Ah, no, no!"

"Don't come here, don't come here!"

Luo Zhe's well-maintained face suddenly turned pale with fright, his whole body was trembling, and the hand holding the cigarette was also shaking rapidly. The cigarette ashes fell to the floor, and the expensive designer trousers were thrown away.

Countless small holes were burned. At this time, there was no sense of grandeur or airs in his mind. All he had was the pictures he had seen before, and endless... horror.

Ran Tiantian frowned, Hai Linwei and Su Jing covered their mouths at the same time, as if trying to suppress the smiles that were about to burst out. Even Tang Yan couldn't help laughing. Naturally, they didn't know what happened just now, they were just guessing,

This rich young man seems to have been mistreated by Yin Hui, and even his nerves are a little abnormal.

Looking at him with a smile, Yin Hui bit her index finger and wrote a big word "amnesty" on the horrible cup with the blood that had not yet evaporated.

"Find a place, wrap it in quicklime, bury it deep underground, and never unearth it again. Because giving it to your ancestor, a 'Taibai drunk' person, is determined to harm you." Yin Hui whispered in Zhang Yunfei's ear:

"This is the real power of 'Taibai drunkenness'. It not only harms the person involved, but also harms children, grandchildren and even more."

"Mr. Yin, I cannot thank you enough for your kindness." At this moment, Zhang Yunfei looked much better, wiped away the tears on his face, and looked at Yin Hui brightly.

"You're welcome, I still have something to do, so I need to take a step first. I don't think Mr. Luo has the intention to send me off, so... 88!" Yin Hui said an online slang and started to leave.

"What's wrong Yin Hui? The banquet has just begun." Tang Yan, who was following behind, asked.

"It's nothing. Anyway, we overfulfilled the task today. Besides, this banquet, hehe, can't be held!"

Luo Zhe's words today were all choked by Yin Hui, and the elegant image he had managed to put on was completely ruined. Looking at Tang Yan's lovable appearance and the envious looks of the three women,

His hand holding the sofa continued to exert force, shaking to the point of hysteria.

"Yin Hui, you and I are incompatible with each other!"

Suddenly, Yin Hui stopped, turned around and gave Yin Hui a charming smile: "I'm always with you!"

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Chapter completed!