Zombie: At the beginning, I was appointed by Uncle Jiu to open the museum

The village chief turned around but didn't see Han Feng.

My heart was beating wildly, and I thought it was broken, maybe I ran away.

In fact, the village head of Xinshan Village had found several groups of Taoist priests for the village affairs, but after those Taoist priests came to see them, they left Xinshan Village without saying a word, with heavy faces.

The heart of the old village head was about to break, but when he turned around, he saw that Han Feng and Qiu Shengwencai had already entered the mourning hall.

He pointed at the coffin, not knowing what he was talking about.

As long as the person didn't leave, the old village chief immediately felt relieved.

Uncle Jiu's strength is still there. Although the people in the town can't understand Uncle Jiu's prosperous life, they have never doubted Uncle Jiu's strength.

Everyone has heard about what Han Feng did in other places before, and the village chief still has confidence in handing it over to these apprentices.

Inside the mourning hall.

Looking at the violently shaking coffin, Wen Cai's legs couldn't help but feel a little weak.

Han Feng took out the magic talisman, slashed it sharply on the belly of his finger, then dripped the blood from his fingertips on the magic talisman, lit it from the incense burner enshrined in the mourning hall, and threw it from his hand.

The ashes of the talisman's burning fell on the shaking coffin.

"Two senior brothers, you should work together and help me stand behind!"

"it is good!"

In order to prevent the evil corpses in the coffin from running out, they must work together to resist.

Otherwise, everyone outside will be doomed!
Qiu Sheng pinched his fingers together, his face turned red, and he lowered his voice and asked in Han Feng's ear, "Junior brother, the evil corpse in this coffin is probably trying to absorb people's yang energy, and wants to come back to life!"

While casting the spell, Han Feng replied, "That's right, as expected, the person lying in the coffin was murdered by someone, and he was unwilling, so his resentment was accumulated in his chest before he died, which caused delays. You don’t want to reincarnate, look! The Yin Qi on the coffin has condensed into a giant axe, which is a bad omen!”

"Wen Cai, Wen Cai?"

Han Feng called Wencai, but that bastard was still imitating Qiu Sheng's appearance, casting spells, but in fact, his little spells had no effect at all.

This product is a fancy embroidery needle!

"Wencai, senior brother Qiusheng and I are enough here, go out and let the village chief dismiss the villagers who are watching the fun outside!"

Wen Cai put down the hand that was doing it, and walked out with his sleeves flicked.

In the entire mourning hall, only Han Feng and Qiu Sheng were left.

"Afeng, I think it's almost done, we can start!"

"it is good!"

Han Feng responded and nodded slightly. All the talismans in the air were burned up.

Ashes fell on the coffin.

The irritable coffin did not move for a moment.

Qiusheng stepped forward and clasped the head of the coffin with his fingers. Han Feng walked to the end of the coffin and clasped the ribs of the coffin lid with his fingers.

"3, 2, 1! Let's go!"

The two counted down to three, and the lid of the coffin was directly pushed open with a joint force, and it fell heavily on the ground.

The person lying inside still looks the same as it did before death. After all, it has only been a few days since he died, so the body will not rot.

It's just that it is different from ordinary corpses in that the chest of this corpse is swollen high, which is caused by the resentment before death.

Inside the coffin, Han Feng sprinkled a circle of glutinous rice around the deceased, which could slow down the speed of the corpse's transformation.

Qiu Sheng carefully picked up the dead body's hand for inspection, and found that the fingertips had reached [-] centimeters in length.

This is an obvious sign of becoming a ghost.

Han Feng bent down to examine the body of the deceased, and found that there were obvious strangulation marks on the neck.

Qiu Sheng also noticed it, his eyes widened and his face was shocked.

Because when I came in just now, I heard people say that this old man died of illness, and I heard that he had been in poor health before his death.

Since he died of illness, how could there be traces of being strangled?
It was obviously murdered.

Just then.

A woman rushed in with a shrill voice and disheveled hair.

Seeing that the coffin was opened, he wailed and beat his chest and stamped his feet, "I can't live anymore! It's too bullying!"

"Master's coffin has been opened. You idiots have offended the master. In the end, it's our family who are unlucky. Good luck to you, pat your ass and leave, right?"

"Old village chief, you old bastard, where did you find such two idiots!"

Before Han Feng and Qiusheng could explain, they were pushed out of the mourning hall by several men.

Several men worked together to close the lid of the coffin again.

In this situation, Han Feng instantly understood what was going on.

"Afeng, who is this woman? Why is there such a big reaction!" Qiu Sheng pinched his chin wonderingly and responded to the strange eyes of the people around him.

The corners of Han Feng's mouth curled slightly, and he sneered, "It should be the little wife of the deceased. The reason for such a big reaction, I guess...maybe because of a guilty conscience."

Qiu Sheng was at a loss at first, but after Han Feng said this, he immediately realized it.

While scolding Xiao Sanniang, who was the naughty girl just now, the village head spoke nice words to Han Feng and Qiu Sheng.

I was afraid that the three people who had finally invited here would turn around and leave.

The people under Uncle Jiu's subordinates had left, so it would be difficult to hire someone.

"Little Sanniang, you bastard, why are you causing trouble? These few are all famous Taoist priests in the town. Whether it's watching Feng Shui or exorcising ghosts, they are all masters!"

"Besides, they are here to help your family, how can you drive them out!"

The village chief was impatient.

Swear at the little third lady.

Little mistress?Just by hearing the name, you know it's not a good stubble!

Han Feng waved his hand at the village head, "It's okay, village head, after a quick look just now, we basically have a move!"

The village chief was overjoyed when he heard the words, "Great! It's Uncle Jiu's man after all, this move is different!"

"Last time, a fortune teller came and said that if the matter of Mr. Huang's family is not resolved, the whole village will be affected. It scared me to death!"

Han Feng smiled and said, "Village Chief, the fortune teller is right, it is indeed the case!"

When the village chief heard this, his scalp became numb, "Little brother, I just think you are unusual, and it's up to you how to deal with it! Look at the people in our village, old and young, they are really haunted. At that time, none of them will be able to escape!"

Han Feng frowned slightly, thought for a while and spoke slowly.

"Listen up, everyone, everyone in the courtyard, get out!"

Han Feng picked up the gong knocker from the yard, and started to knock on it, "Except for Mr. Huang's family, please everyone go out and avoid it. If you don't want to get into trouble, Go out on your own initiative!"

In an instant, all the spectators slipped out.

Only Boss Huang's family remained.

"Listen well, Boss Huang didn't die of any illness, he was murdered by someone!"

As soon as this remark came out, the whole yard became restless, and people talked about it in a hurry.

It can be seen that everyone is shocked by this statement.

Especially the two wives and six children that Boss Huang personally served before his death.

Boss Huang's eldest wife, when she heard that her master had been plotted to death, almost fainted in front of her eyes. Fortunately, the eldest son beside her helped her up, "Mom, are you okay!"

Han Feng glanced at Xiao Sanniang, and a look of panic flashed across her face.

It was obvious that he had done something wrong.

It seems that you don't have to run away.

"Everyone be quiet and listen to me continue!"

"Master Huang's current situation is very bad. He was plotted to die. He was depressed and resentful. This can be seen from the restless coffin just now. Master Huang's soul will return at Zishi tonight. When the time comes We need everyone to hide in the mourning hall together..."

When everyone heard that they were going to stay in the mourning hall at night, and that Master Huang's soul would come back, they immediately exploded.

"It's absolutely impossible for us to stay in the mourning hall late at night with a corpse that is about to turn into a zombie!"

It was the young lady who was the first to sing the opposite.