Chapter 74: Urgency is like a law!

At five o'clock in the morning, Old Zhaotou woke up the three of them by phone. Today was the day to report to the new funeral home.

He still drove his old second-hand car. Although the decoration was simple and the layout was not gorgeous, and a large piece of paint was peeled off in some places, touching the car body gave people a smooth and friendly feeling.

Beside the car door, Lao Zhao was holding a big pipe in his mouth, looking at his watch and puffing away. There was also a cloth bag placed on the car hood, and he didn't know what it was.

"Boy, here we come!" Old Zhao smiled when he saw Yin Hui.

"Well, Master, your schedule is too early, and I'm a little uncomfortable with it..." Yin Hui yawned, obviously not getting enough sleep.

"There's no other way, I'm in a hurry." Old Zhaotou opened the cloth bag and took out two objects similar to bamboo tubes. He took one and leveled it, and handed the other to Yin Hui.

"Why are you giving me this?" Although Yin Hui was not sure what Lao Zhaotou did, he still recognized this round gadget. It was none other than the 'ink bucket' often used by carpenters.

"What else can Mo Dou do? Just flick the string!" Old Zhao rolled his eyes at him.

"Master, what do you mean..." Yin Hui understood a little bit.

Old Zhaotou did not answer him, but just pointed to his second-hand car: "Let's work harder and try to finish the job before six o'clock. You will be responsible for both sides, and I will be responsible for the middle."

"Ah?" Yin Hui was shocked by the old man: "Just bounce it on the car?"

"Of course, be careful and don't miss a loophole. Otherwise, we will be the unlucky ones in the end." After saying that, Old Zhaotou took out the ink he bought at the stationery store from his cloth bag, and mixed in some realgar and cinnabar.

Mix it thoroughly and pour it into Mo Dou's big belly.

It seemed that Old Zhaotou was determined, and Yin Hui had no choice but to smile in agreement and step forward to help.

He knew that this ink fountain was invented by Lu Ban, the first founder of folk teachings. Compared with other tools, in addition to drawing normal lines, this ink fountain was also a common prop used by Maoshan Taoist priests. This was found in Lin Zhengying’s

Zombie movies are a common sight in movies. According to legend, Qin Shaoyou, a poet from the Song Dynasty, once praised Mo Dou: "I have a room and half of it is rented by the King of Wheels. If I shoot a line, the evil spirits in the world will not dare to block it."

The reason why this ink fountain can restrain evil spirits is because it is a natural and upright thing. It contains the righteousness of heaven and earth. When combined with cinnabar and other items, it can maximize its effect. And the reason why Old Zhaotou wants to use the ink fountain to control himself

The inside and outside of the coffin are filled with normal lines, which is the same as the Taoist priests who filled the coffin with ink lines to prevent zombies from coming out to harm people. Of course, one is to prevent the inside, and the other is to prevent the outside.

Now the two of them, one on the left and one on the right, tied the ink line between the two ink fountains, fixed the two ends, placed them parallel to the car body, grabbed the middle line with their hands, pulled it up, and flicked it down.

, and immediately, a straight black ink mark was left on the car body.

Half an hour later, the entire car body turned into an iron box covered with "spider webs", which can be regarded as an overfulfillment of the task. From front to back, there are all large and small black frames. From a distance, it looks very weird.

"Isn't this done?" Old Zhaotou admired his masterpiece. At this time, Tang Yan and Shen Feifei, who had finished washing up above, also went downstairs and saw that Old Zhaotou's car had become like this.

It's quite a bit laughable.

Old Zhao touched Shen Feifei's head and told her that most car accidents were caused by ghosts. Especially a series of private car rear-end collisions were extremely dangerous. They were caused by a few wild ghosts who were eager to reincarnate. Together, they formed a seduction squad.

With the big net woven by this ink bucket, ordinary dead souls will be completely destroyed if they touch it even slightly.

Yin Hui originally wanted to sit in the front passenger seat, but as soon as she opened the door, she was almost buried alive by a mountain of things. The soft back chair was already filled with things by Lao Zhaotou, and there were even two dogs. Grinning puppy.

Just thinking about it, you can tell that he is ready to be fully armed and use everything possible to help Tang Yan escape the clutches of death.

‘Boom!’, a jagged blue lightning suddenly shot out from the distant clouds, as if it was about to smash the sky into pieces.

Yin Hui felt uneasy. He knew that this was definitely not normal. The sky was clear just now, so how could there be thunder all of a sudden? Moreover, it was already October, a year with less rain, so such thunder was even rarer.

However, he quickly put away all his thoughts and felt somewhat comforted when he saw the Bagua pendant hanging on the car. Moreover, with Old Zhaotou by his side, he had nothing to worry about.

"Attention, something is approaching." Old Zhao suddenly said something. Tang Yan and Shen Feifei, who didn't pay much attention at first, were a little surprised when they heard his words, and each of them became more energetic, with expressions on their faces. nervous.

Lao Zhaotou stared forward with bright eyes, glancing at the rearview mirror from time to time. There were thin beads of sweat on his temples, but this did not affect his mountain-like momentum.

"Boy, do you feel it?" Looking at the gossip pendants placed in front of him, Old Zhao frowned.

"Feeling..." Yin Hui just wanted to say that he felt very nervous.

"Close your eyes and try to experience it with your heart. Have you ever felt that there is a cold breath following behind us, like a thorn in the body, making people breathless?"

Yin Hui closed her eyes and followed the instructions. After ten seconds, her expression changed: "Yes, it's such a weird smell, and there seems to be more than one, it seems..."

"explain!"

"It seems that many strands of resentment are twisted together and controlled by the biggest controller among them."

After listening to his words, a trace of surprise flashed across Old Zhao's eyebrows: "Haha, good boy, it seems that you already have the six powers of my heyday. Those side branches should be the people who were killed by Zhang Xiuting over the years. When they were alive, He didn't escape his misfortune, and he was forced to become a slave until he died." At this point, his tone became more serious: "We have to be careful. This ink fountain was made sloppily. If we really put it together on the road, I'm afraid it won't work. I will definitely be able to block their full blow."

Yin Hui clenched her fists and nodded heavily.

"But, Master, doesn't the black dog's blood have a deterrent effect on the spirit body? Why not try to scare the snake away first?" Yin Hui stared at the two lively and cute black dog puppies at his feet, and for a moment he really couldn't bear to take action. .

"It's a good way to scare the snakes, show them how powerful we are, and make these bullies unable to figure out our details in a short period of time!" Lao Zhao nodded and sighed.

With the encouragement of Lao Zhaotou, Yin Hui immediately became more confident. He shook out a black package from the cloth bag, untied it, and immediately revealed a rusty money sword. Sorry, he gritted his teeth and used his left hand. He clamped the neck of a puppy and held the hilt of the sword behind his back with his right hand. Suddenly, a stream of dark red plasma spurted out from the area around its artery.

To be honest, this was the first time Yin Hui killed a dog. When he saw the struggling cub in his hand, he was a little at a loss. Old Zhaotou reminded him again and again, and then he suddenly realized that he pressed the dog's wound with his thumb, and then took out a

In a small bowl, he steadily received a bowl of black dog blood. Opening the car window, Yin Hui held the black dog blood in his hand, and all the cells in his body were on alert, ready to welcome the incoming despair at any time.

The vehicle in front was driving smoothly, and the scene in the rearview mirror was moving backwards quickly.

As the car body bumped, Yin Hui's hands holding the black dog's blood began to follow the rhythm and tremble slightly.

"Tick!" At this moment, an ethereal dripping sound sounded crisply. There were small ripples on the car mat, and the water halo expanded outward in circles. Tang Yan in the back seat raised her head in confusion.

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"Tick!" Another sound!

The cold liquid dripped on the side of Tang Yan's face. She raised her chin and opened her eyes wide. Fear spread in her eyes. She looked at the top of her head in horror, but she could no longer move her neck away.

Ah! It's him!

It was Zhou Haiqing who had been dead for many days! He was looking at him coldly from above his head. A black hemp rope as thick as a finger was tightly tied around his neck, causing blood stains to appear on his neck. His face was expressionless.

Hanging from the big tree trunk right above his head! The man shrugged his head and faced himself, his face dripping with blood, and his lips split into a weird smile. Where are his eyes!?

Tang Yan covered her mouth, leaving only two large blood holes on her face that was covered in blood like a spider web.

Moreover, on the roof of the car without a trace of wind, the body was shaking...keep shaking...

"Squeak...squeak...squeak...squeak..."

When he shook his body, it seemed that he could still hear the strange dry sound coming from his throat. Together with the shaking sound, it formed a terrifying little tune.

The dead are singing... How can the dead still sing? This... this is the sonata of death!

Tang Yan screamed like crazy, followed by Shen Feifei's hysterical shouting. In addition to Zhou Haiqing, there were also... Ma Gebi, Sun Faxue, Qian Fang and the others. They were on the rear window of the car, just sticking

Behind his own back, he stared darkly and sneered strangely.

The black breath of death and the low, sad tune surrounded the entire carriage, slowly immersing everyone in the humid enclosed space like ice cubes melting...

"Tai Shang Tai Xing, adapt to changes without stopping. Urgency is like the law!"

"Shua..." Accompanied by Yin Hui's urgent chanting, a bowl of black dog blood with a strong smell was splashed onto the back seat like a spread crescent, causing the ghosts lying on the rear window to howl in agony.

, he fell to the road with a strange scream, and Zhou Haiqing, who was hanging on the roof of the car, was also penetrated by countless small hovering droplets. His whole body was riddled with holes, and he made a popping sound like a burning flame. Within a few dozen seconds

, and disappeared.

"Are you okay?" Old Zhao pressed the horn on the steering wheel and said calmly. He was not too surprised by what just happened because he knew that all this was just a foreplay.
Chapter completed!