Being a corpse chaser in summer vacation: exposed by the dumb girl!

"Although it is said that the person who tied the bell is still needed to untie the bell, but it can't be delayed now. If we want to break the shackles now, we can only find a way from the corpse driver!"

The papermaker frowned tightly.

"How about, let's start with the corpse brought by the corpse driver, and see if we can... use kindness to undo this cause and effect?"

Hearing the words, the old mortician made a suggestion with bright eyes, and immediately got the approval of the three of them.

This kindness means literally, but it does not refer to Jiang Bai's deity alone, but the kindness to please the corpse. .

Glancing at the three corpses behind Jiang Bai, the mortician also asked: "Mr. Corpse Man, can I let the old woman come and put on a ghostly makeup for the nobleman?"

Their words were not hidden from Jiang Bai, so Jiang Bai naturally understood what she meant.

But after looking at Hei Wuchang behind him, Jiang Bai still suggested: "I don't stop your ideas, but if you want to give him makeup, it's better not to."

Seeing this, the four people are also happy, as long as Jiang Bai does not refuse, this suggestion is only his kind words.

Except for Liu Fang, the corpses of all the martyrs were there, black and white were impermanent, and the four of them thought they were just two ordinary corpses.

"It doesn't get in the way, it doesn't get in the way, then I will start."

The mortician smiled, took out a simple bronze mirror, and walked slowly towards Heiwuchang.

This is called Ming makeup mirror, and it is the strongest treasure of the mortician besides the makeup pen.

Seeing her like this, Jiang Bai had no choice but to give up.

"!!!"

However, the moment the mortician approached and raised the makeup mirror, ready to get the makeup pencil.

A sudden and horrifying discovery.

Her makeup mirror turned out to be...

Chapter 118 Bronze mirror loses color, the mirror in the world cannot illuminate ghosts and gods!Gaze

The makeup mirror in the hands of the old lady of the mortician is not an ordinary thing.

No matter how ignorant or ignorant the people are, they can still see that it is definitely a treasure.

Obviously simple and elegant, with a history of at least hundreds of years, this bronze mirror is still radiant, and even the effect of reflecting people's shadows is better than the current mercury mirror.

but.

The moment it shines on Heiwuchang.

The bronze mirror with bright luster and beautiful color is abrupt.

It's like a filter that has been removed for years.

Layers of unsightly, mottled patina.

Strangely, starting from the handle of the bronze mirror, it quickly climbed up to the mirror body of the bronze mirror.

It's fast, it's terrifying.

The bronze mirror, which originally had a better reflection effect than modern mirrors, could no longer reflect anything in the blink of an eye.

Even the original luster of the metal has disappeared.

It was dusty and dirtier than the things picked up in the trash can.

The old lady of the mortician was shocked.

There was a look of horror.

"This……"

"This!!!!"

The old lady took a deep breath, and her tone was full of disbelief, "Bronze mirror... Broken mirror?!"

Jiang Bai smiled lightly.

The watchman stomped his feet regretfully, and sighed: "Yes, yes."

"Old friend, you and I really think too simply."

"This one, can't be photographed!!"

The old paper maker next to him.

I have prepared white paper and bamboo in my hand.

Originally, his hands and feet were as nimble as a butterfly piercing flowers, but after a while, he made a simple paper man shape according to the black corpse in front of him.

Hearing the beater's words and the unexpected change of the undertaker, he followed suit, his wrinkled hands trembled, and he stopped.

"Don't pierce your golden body either," said the watchman in a low voice.

The old paper maker nodded: "What the hell... is it?"

Da Geng was awed and inexplicable, and glanced at the black and white, two corpses standing behind Jiang Bai.

Shen Sheng said: "The three-foot mirror in the world dares to reflect ghosts and gods."

"How can the existence of the gods in the underworld be easily accessible to ordinary people like us."

hiss~~~

Several old masters all changed their faces.

The old paper maker lost his strength for the first time in 30 years since he was a teacher.

A stab.

It pierced through the hand, and the rudimentary form of the paper figurine emerged.

Wu Zuo's hands were cold.

Very fortunate.

"It's...it's not a mortal corpse!!"

"I took a life."

During his words, he trembled faintly.

Cold sweat broke out quietly, drenching his whole body.

Both the bronze mirror and the paper tie are fine.

Offended the majesty of Yin God.

The broken ones are ancestral treasures.

Own……

That is to move the needle on the corpse! !

This level is much more serious than the two of them.

Desecrate the corpse of the Yin God.

When Wu Zuo thought about it, his scalp felt numb, and it wasn't just that something happened to him.

Even if these two corpses spared his life, the unknown fate would not make life easier for him and the people around him.

The successor who eats the food in the underworld, goes to blaspheme the Yin God of the underworld...

What a heinous crime!

Wu Zuo held back for a long time.

Hurrying, he bowed deeply towards the black and white impermanent corpse, his face was full of panic and astonishment: "The old man's eyes are clumsy... almost blaspheming the corpse of Yin God.".

"The Yin God was face to face, and he failed to meet in time, and lost his sense of propriety."

"Old man, big mistake..."

Paper maker and mortician.

It is also positive.

Followed by a deep apology.

Bow down.

The voices were trembling slightly.

When several people bowed their heads.

Although black and white impermanence does not move.

But with their keen consciousness, they noticed that the two pairs of eyes were as cold and indifferent as gods, looking down on the human world, looking down on the four of them like ants.

That look...

Even the scrutiny without a trace of color gave them great pressure.

More and more cold sweat oozes out.

Breathing heavily.

His hairs stood on end, as if he had encountered a great horror.

One step forward is the boundless hell, one step back is the mountain of swords and sea of ​​fire...

Every nerve, watched by this gaze, is like being pressed down by Mount Tai.

Heavier than a thousand jun.

The four fought with their legs.

The hair is creepy.

His face was extremely pale.

Impressively, he looked like he was about to collapse.

The head and waist are both lower and deeper.

This scene.

Wang Hao was taken aback for a while.

In his mind, from the old paper maker to these few, they are all awesome existences.

just now……

But because of taking a photo of the corpse... and tying up a paper man, you are so panicked? !

In his mind, he couldn't help but think of the scene of this black-clothed corpse taking a step forward and scaring away the ghost.

Yin god...

In the end... what kind of existence is it! ! !

Wang Hao couple.

Look at each other.

They saw endless shock in each other's eyes.

I deeply regretted it.

I am really blind.

He even talks about heroes by their age.

I thought that the young exorcist could not be the opponent of these old men.

Now... obviously the wrong person was chosen! !

They still want to make up for it.

But Li Changfu on the other side suddenly screamed.

The whole person seemed to have gone mad with epilepsy, lying on the ground and twitching non-stop while holding that weird yellow talisman.

Wang Hao's colleagues were also scared out of their wits,

The mouth is crooked and the mouth is slanted, as if he is about to faint.

Seeing this, Wang Hao didn't dare to say anything.