Just like that, Ma Yuanqi and I were dragged directly outside the mourning hall by the corpse.
When I saw that I couldn't hold it anymore, I quickly went around behind the pillar and wrapped the ink fountain thread in my hand around the pillar.
Ma Yuanqi also reacted immediately and also pulled the ink thread around the pillar in a circle. Then the two of us used force to pull Ma Sanye over so that he was completely attached to the pillar.
Then Ma Yuanqi and I pulled the ink rope around the pillar several times, and finally tied Ma Sanye's body directly to the pillar.
He finally couldn't run away now, but the body was still struggling and twitching.
It was so late at night that this scene looked really scary.
I quickly took off the two talismans on Mr. Ma's forehead, then bit off my middle finger and drew a blood talisman on his forehead.
Immediately afterwards, I took out another fire-controlling talisman, lit it, and put it under Mr. Ma’s chin to burn it.
Once burned by the Samadhi True Fire, two streams of white gas suddenly came out of the corpse's nostrils.
The main reason why this person faked his body after death was because he had a breath held in his throat. This is what is meant by the so-called unwillingness to die with eyes closed and stagnation of resentment.
Now that the corpse aura dissipated, the corpse naturally became motionless and turned into an ordinary corpse again.
At this time, everyone else heard the noise and rushed over.
"What's going on? Did you fake the corpse?"
Ma Huaiping quickly stepped forward to check, then frowned and asked.
"Yes, maybe the old man refused to die with his eyes closed and had a breath of resentment in his throat, so he blew up the corpse in the middle of the night."
Ma Yuanqi sighed slightly as he spoke.
After hearing this, Ma Huaiping reached out and touched the position of Ma Sanye's throat, then glanced at me and said: "The corpse air has dissipated, your method is very clever, otherwise the corpse would have been burned directly."
"Who dares to burn my father?"
Ma Yuanhua probably only heard the last sentence and ran over quickly holding his chin.
His hands were covered in blood now, and his chin was covered in blood, which looked quite scary.
"You were bitten?"
When Ma Huaiping saw Ma Yuanhua like this, his expression changed on the spot.
Don't mention this. If I hadn't known that his jaw was hit by the coffin board, I would have thought he was bitten by a corpse when I saw this scene.
"No, I asked the coffin boards to be struck."
Ma Yuanhua curled his lips and said. After saying that, he stared at Ma Huaiping and warned Ma Huaiping, "I say Huaiping, this old man's body must not be burned. If you dare to burn it, I will never finish with you."
"The corpse energy has dissipated, there is no need to burn it."
Ma Huaiping glanced at Ma Yuanhua, frowned slightly and said.
It can be seen that he doesn't seem to be interested in Ma Yuanhua, maybe because this guy is not smart enough. To put it bluntly, he just feels a bit stupid.
"Let's carry the body in first."
Ma Huaiping glanced at the others as he spoke and ignored Ma Yuanhua.
Several people had no choice but to untie the body from the pillar, then carry it directly to the mourning hall and put it into the coffin.
After all this fuss, it was already late at night, and I saw that nothing happened, so I planned to go back to sleep.
At this time, Ma Huaiping suddenly walked up, then looked at me and frowned and said, "This matter doesn't seem to be simple. I think Yuanhua is so angry that something might happen."
"That shouldn't be the case, right?"
I also frowned when I heard this.
Being hit on the chin by a coffin and seeing red is indeed not a good sign, but it shouldn't be anything bad, right?
"I hope I'm overthinking it."
Ma Huaiping let out a long breath and said with a slightly gloomy expression.
"It's good to think more. In this business, there are always some things that can't be explained."
I smiled slightly and said.
"By the way, Mr. Ma's corpse spoke just now. It seemed like he wanted to borrow some money. That's all he said."
I suddenly remembered this and told Ma Huaiping.
After all, he is now the one in charge of the box in the team. To put it bluntly, he is in charge of things. Therefore, I still have to tell him about such special matters to avoid blaming me if something goes wrong.
I could tell that this guy didn't like me either.
But this is understandable. Most people with some ability are a little arrogant. What's more, Ma Sanye asked Ma Youyi to worship me as his teacher. For a person like him, he would be more or less unconvinced.
"Borrowing yourself?"
Ma Huaiping frowned, and then asked in confusion: "What does this mean? And are you sure the old man's corpse has spoken?"
"It's quite strange, that's why I told you, I thought you knew what it meant."
I said and chuckled.
Ma Huaiping suddenly looked at me with an unkind expression, as if he was about to have sex with me at any time.
"It should be that the old man wants to use his body to resurrect his soul."
In the end, he said these words coldly, then turned around and entered the mourning hall.
"Well, I thought of going together."
I nodded and said thoughtfully.
It seemed like this guy really didn't like me very much. Well, I was too lazy to get involved in this matter and went back to the house to rest.
The next morning, I was sleeping in a daze when I was suddenly woken up by a burst of noise.
I quickly got up and listened carefully. It seemed that it was coming from the front yard, and I guessed it was over there in the mourning hall.
"Is something going to happen again?"
I quickly got up and ran to the front to take a look. I saw that the outside of the mourning hall was already crowded with people, and Ma Yuanhua was holding the earthen jar in the mourning hall, wailing and cursing loudly.
"what happened?"
I quickly went up to Ma Game and asked.
"My grandfather's soul was destroyed by others."
Ma Yiyi glanced at me and said with a slightly aggrieved expression on his face.
"The soul was destroyed by others?"
When I heard this, I felt a little moved. Didn't Ma Sanye's soul get sealed in that earthen jar by Ma Huaiping last night? Why was he killed again?
"Ma Huaiping, did you do it?"
Ma Yuanhua suddenly stood up, pointed at Ma Huaiping's nose and questioned.
"No, I will tell you if I do it."
Ma Huaiping said gloomily.
"You don't dare to admit it, do you? Who else could it be if it wasn't you?"
Ma Yuanhua's eyes were red and he glared at Ma Huaiping fiercely.
"You and Yuan Qi were guarding the mourning hall last night. You asked me who was going? Think about it for yourself, who came to the mourning hall last night?"
Ma Huaiping frowned and said with an unhappy expression.
"Brother Li was the first to come to the mourning hall last night, and then the old man's body changed."
As he spoke, Ma Yuanhua suddenly looked at me, glared and said, "Brother Li, couldn't it be you who did it?"
"Calm down first. I don't think anyone in the team can do this kind of thing. Besides, even if he can't be saved, if we want to destroy the old man's soul, we must discuss it together. Who will do it secretly? Doing this kind of thing?”
I stepped forward to comfort Ma Yuanhua and reason with him.
"Just tell me if you did it?"
Ma Yuanhua shouted directly at me.
His eyes were bloodshot and he felt like he was going crazy, completely irrational.
