As the cinnabar melted into the rain, the corpse seemed to begin to notice Zhao Youliang's location.
Sniffing his nose, he turned around little by little.
The wet man and the dog were all frightened at this time, and they kept trembling in the posture of "covering each other's mouths".
At this critical moment, a small black shadow suddenly rushed in from the window.
It was the little mouse that Zhao Youliang saved at night.
The little mouse scurried up to Zhao Youliang's shoulder, bit off a strand of his hair and swallowed it.
Then he rushed to the smashed window and kept "squeaking" at the corpse.
The flesh corpse seemed to have finally found its target, roaring and pounced on the little mouse.
Fortunately, the little mouse reacted quickly and headed straight out of the town with the corpse that broke through the wall.
In the blink of an eye, he disappeared into the thunderstorm.
Even if the lightning continues, no one can see his back anymore...
After a while, the frightened man and dog finally came to their senses.
They pulled their "hands" out of each other's mouths in disgust.
Zhao Youliang: "Dog, Brother Gou, did 'Little Dumpling' save us just now?!"
Little Dumpling is the name Zhao Youliang gave to the little mouse.
I don't know if the big yellow dog understood what Zhao Youliang said, but he just stared in the direction where the corpse disappeared.
"It was really the little dumpling that saved us..." Zhao Youliang muttered to himself as he wiped the rain off his face.
"But, but he is so young, he has never beaten the monster just now... No, I have to help the little dumpling!"
Even though Zhao Youliang has many shortcomings, he is a passionate man who knows how to repay kindness.
He would never be able to let others "stop the knife" for him, even if the "other" is just a little mouse!
"Damn it, I don't believe you can still be invulnerable!"
As Zhao Youliang spoke, he ran into the kitchen, picked up a kitchen knife, and then chased the little mouse in the direction of the thunderstorm.
While running, he shouted: "Little dumpling, where are you? Come back quickly!"
"Let's fight against bad things together!!"
Looking at Zhao Youliang running wildly, there was a look of hesitation in the big yellow dog's eyes.
And just like a person thinking about something, he kept pacing back and forth in the room.
After going back and forth several times, the big yellow dog finally seemed to make up his mind, wagging his bald tail and ran to the front hall of the store, kowtowing to the two enshrined dolls.
Blood spurted out from the knocked dog's head.
While kowtowing, he kept whining, as if he was begging for something.
Unfortunately, the doll didn't respond. It still stood strangely still with a strange smile on its face.
Gusts of strong wind mixed with cold rain poured in through the broken door, causing the paper figures to rustle and their clothes to fly.
It even blew up the yellow cloth covering the incense table where the dolls were placed...
"Rumble" the thunder became louder, and lightning struck down almost continuously.
If anyone was in the store at this time, they would definitely see that the yellow cloth that was blown up was filled with dense Taoist runes.
And what was covered was not an incense table at all, but a coffin as dark as ink.
The coffin was not only covered with dense blood-colored coffin nails, but was also tightly wrapped with circles of golden silk threads.
The four corners are pressed with tiger-shaped "soul-suppressing" objects, with the tiger's mouths facing each other and facing inward.
...
After a while, the big yellow dog saw that his "begging was fruitless", so he simply stood up shaking his withered butt.
He also ran into the rain, barking at the top of his lungs as he ran.
No matter how loud the thunder was, it could not completely cover up his screams.
After the barking, dogs barked all over the town, one after another, all responding to the big yellow dog.
As mentioned earlier, the big yellow dog has lived for such a long time, and its daily "entertainment" is to bite people, steal food from children, and spoil the bitch.
So now out of the ten dogs in the town, eight must be his descendants.
Now when grandpa calls, his descendants will naturally respond.
Not only did he respond, all the dogs that were not tied up rushed out of their yards, following the big yellow dog running wildly in the wind and rain.
Those who were tied by chains also went crazy collectively, desperately trying to break free.
Especially those kept in the house by their owners are desperately trying to push and bang on the door to get out.
With such a big commotion, the whole town seemed to wake up from a deep sleep in an instant.
Those who scold their own dog for barking, those who scold the neighbor’s dog for barking;
Those chasing the dog, those comforting the dog... in short, it was a mess.
The yin and yang wax and wane and complement each other.
After the big yellow dog's torment, the people who woke up made the town's yang energy suddenly flourish.
The Yang Qi rises, and the wind and rain gradually subside.
A pale white head that was just about to fly into the town was rushed by the Yang Qi and fell to the ground with a scream.
This human head was made by the flying-headed ghost that Onmyoji took the risk of backlash, and was made from the heads of his companions...
"how so?!"
The voice coming out of the pale white head's mouth was actually the voice of an Onmyoji.
However, before "Head" could react, an old voice came from behind him.
"Alas, if you don't take the road to heaven, you will have no choice but to fall into hell."
"Outlander, you are seeking death!"
Rentou was shocked when he heard this. He wanted to fly again but was firmly planted on the ground by a big foot in the muddy rainwater.
The owner of Big Foot is the shopkeeper Sun of the coffin shop.
At this time, shopkeeper Sun was wearing a raincoat, holding a hammer in one hand and a coffin nail in the other.
He just stood in the wind and rain, looking at the "head" at his feet with cold eyes.
The head struggled several times but could not fly, so it quickly begged for mercy.
"Old, old man, you and I have no grudges in the past and have no grudges in the near future. Why bother to embarrass the younger generation!"
"Please be kind enough to spare me once!"
Shopkeeper Sun didn't speak, just shook his head and squatted down.
In the horrified eyes of the head, the coffin nails were placed on his head, and the hammer was raised high and hit hard.
Once, twice, three times...
"Ah!" A scream came from the head's mouth, but fortunately it was covered up by the thunder that did not disperse and the barking of dogs all over the town.
"Spare me, spare me!"
Although the head struggled desperately and begged for mercy, shopkeeper Sun was indifferent.
Until the coffin nails are driven deeply into the head, until the head is firmly nailed to the muddy rain ground...
When there was no sound from the head, and only unwillingness and fear remained on his face, Shopkeeper Sun put away his hammer and sat on the ground to breathe.
After a while, he stood up again, carrying the head and walking towards the paper shop.
When he arrived at the paper shop, the head in his hand was gone.
Even the hammers and coffin nails were put away.
Shopkeeper Sun just stood in the wind and rain, looking at the paper shop where the door was knocked open and the wall was knocked down.
In the end, I didn't dare to step in, but came to the broken wall.
