The corpse keepers opened the nine coffins, and inside they were dead people that exuded the smell of corpses, and their skin was covered with corpse spots.
The whole cinema fell silent for an instant.
The audience stared at the big screen in astonishment, not expecting that Shen Wu and his brothers were already dead.
'Shen Wu is gone...'
Recalling the peasant woman's wailing words, many people's faces began to twitch crazily. It turns out that in ancient times, death still meant death.
"My ancestor is so... reserved!"
A group of people had been scolding freely just now, but now they were so suppressed that their faces were red and they could only squeeze out a complaint through their teeth. Not covering their faces in public was their last stubbornness.
"But Uncle Six is only one person, how can he bring nine corpses back?" an audience member asked.
"Stupid, you can pay someone to transport it."
"Did you forget something? Uncle Six came here quickly because he has fast feet. If we really had to transport the whole batch, they would have rotted when they got home!"
"People in ancient times were very superstitious. Cremation was probably a curse to them. It was too difficult for Uncle Six."
…
Shen Liu, played by Ji Xiunian, didn't mind it at all and handed the corpse guard a sum of money.
"You help me buy nine shrouds, and I will use the rest of the money to treat you to drinks."
The bodyguard of Yizhuang didn't care about this. He took the money and left happily. That night, he sent nine sets of shrouds to Uncle Liu.
He first took the body out of the coffin and placed it on the wooden board, and then helped the body change its clothes under the guidance of Uncle Six.
Uncle Six opened his baggage, changed into a yellow Taoist robe, and stabbed a stack of talisman paper accurately with his peach wood sword.
In the pitch-black night, the light from two clusters of candles gradually turned green, and the yellow paper in the sky fell like snowflakes, adding a bit of eerieness.
He muttered: "The sky is clear and the earth is bright, the yin is turbid and the yang is clear... the urgency is like a law!"
The audience was confused and suspected that they had gone out today without thinking.
What is he doing, what does he want to do?
Transcendence?
Before the audience could figure out what was going on, the nine corpses and the wooden boards beneath them began to shake violently.
The camera zoomed in to give a close-up of one of the corpses. The audience could clearly see the gradually decaying wounds on the corpse's face, with maggots burrowing inside.
"Ugh-" Someone covered his mouth and retched, not knowing what Yu Jing wanted to express.
The corpse's eyes opened instantly and stared straight into the camera.
The next second, the body that had been dead for a long time stretched out its arms and stood up in a whoosh.
"Ah ah ah ah ah!"
The cinema instantly erupted into violent screams.
Chapter 127
The movie vividly explains to the audience what a fake corpse is.
The audience slumped on their chairs, watching the movie in shock, with their hearts almost beating out of their chests.
The bald brother is very timid. At the beginning of the movie, he complained to his friends that the tone was too dark. Now that he saw this scene, he was almost scared to death, and his legs were about to slide from the chair to the floor.
He was trembling all over, pointing at the big screen and speaking incoherently: "Fuck! It's alive! It can still move!"
The companion also collapsed, covering his face and shaking violently: "Don't talk to me, let me slow down."
The camera just gave a close-up of the corpse!
They could see maggots burrowing in the wounds of the corpse. The rotting flesh had begun to turn black and become soft, and the face was slightly swollen. Anyone who saw it could be sure that the body had been dead for several days.
However, the body that had been dead for several days suddenly stood up!
Oh, that's not standing still, it's standing upright! rise! Come!
The audience felt chills in their hearts, a slight chill crawling up their spines and back of their heads, and then spreading throughout their bodies.
It was a bit scary, but I couldn't bear to look away to see what would happen next.
Audiences who are more flexible and can barely stay awake immediately think of the name of this movie.
Executing corpses in Xiangxi...
So damn appropriate!
He actually chased a group of corpses like ducks!
After a while, the audience calmed down and tried to huddle in their chairs. Yu Jing leaned forward and backward as they watched.
"Painting scared me once, and Miao Jiang came again. I thought they should be used to it, but they are still so timid." He complained to Pei Yi in a low voice.
Pei Yi told him: "It's normal to be frightened when you first come into contact with zombies. You will definitely not be frightened again next time."
…
The erect corpse smelled human scent and immediately rushed towards the bodyguard.
Uncle Six shouted loudly, and the yellow talisman he had already drawn flew up into the air and was accurately placed on the corpse's forehead. The vicious corpse immediately became stiff and motionless.
The corpse guard took a puff of dry cigarette and waved to Uncle Six: "Okay, go back and pay attention to safety."
Uncle Six carried the mahogany sword behind his back, with a bright lantern in one hand and a three-purple bell in the other.
The clear and sweet bell rang, and the corpses lined up in a row and started jumping behind Uncle Six.
“Xiangxi drives away corpses and avoids strangers!”
They move uniformly and dress exactly the same. If it weren't for the difference in height, from a distance, they look like the same person.
After the audience slowly accepted the setting of the corpse chaser, they discovered other things.
"The knees are not bent. If you jump like this, no wonder the actors are grinning all day long."
"Not only that, the way they got up just now was weird, like wooden people without joints!"
"At first I thought they were resurrected, but looking at their state, they were still corpses. It makes sense that they were corpses. They were already hard."
"Won't jumping around make it rot faster?"
It really won't rot.
Uncle Liu awakened the last breath in their hearts. This breath maintained the condition of the corpse, enough to last the corpse back home for burial.
In the silent mountain forest, the flickering light of the ever-burning lamp is the only light. A gust of night wind came, making the leaves rustle.
The huge fire was as steady as a rock in the night wind, and the distant ringtone penetrated the entire mountain forest, and even the chirping of insects was much quieter.
Uncle Liu shouted as he walked: "Drive out corpses in Xiangxi, avoid strangers!"
Ring the bell again and the body will jump one step.
Weird yet funny.
In the cinema, someone made a 'pop' sound, and the almost solid atmosphere relaxed.
The bald brother's companion comforted him: "Look, it would be much cuter to imagine them as little ducks."
Bald brother: "..."
Thank you so much.
Others thought the same thing. The reason why they screamed just now was simply because they were not mentally prepared and were frightened by the way the corpse was picked up.
If you look twice, you will see that there is nothing scary about the corpse, and it is not even as gory as some of the horror films from Star Wars.
Moreover, they also want to try ringing the bell_(:з」∠)_.
…
To drive away corpses, you need to stay awake day and night and avoid large towns.
Uncle Liu took nine corpses and traveled through mountains and ridges at night, and found a ruined temple or cave to rest during the day.
On this day, when they passed by a village, they were warmly invited by the village chief, and a table of good wine and food was laid out.
"Taoist Master, please." The old man poured wine for Uncle Six with a smile.
Uncle Six, who had a goatee, slowly squinted his eyes and looked at the group of people behind the village chief. Seeing their anxious expressions, he had a guess in his mind. He didn't speak first, but drank and ate slowly.
"Does the Taoist know how to look for dragon acupoints and check Feng Shui?" The village chief couldn't help but ask.
Before Uncle Six could speak, a man strode into the living room regardless of the boy's obstruction. He was wearing a khaki military uniform and had a gun on his waist. When he discovered that Uncle Six was wearing a Taoist robe, his expression immediately turned ugly.
"Dad, why did you bring a liar to your house again?"
The village chief was afraid that his words would offend the master, so he quickly pulled the man aside and scolded him in a low voice: "Be polite, this Taoist priest is really capable!"
"What's the real deal? It's not about cheating on people to eat or drink. Nowadays, superstitions are being broken everywhere. Why do you believe in this all day long?" The man, Chen Ming, the son of the village chief, stared at his father unhappily.
The village chief wanted to slap his unlucky son to death, and shouted in a low voice: "The villagers saw with their own eyes that he brought nine corpses into the village, how can he still lie?"
He ordered people to look at them secretly, and they all found corpses that had been dead for several days.
Chen Ming is the captain of the security team. He has seen a lot after running around for several years, but he still suspects that this person is a liar.
The village chief warned his son to shut up and stop causing trouble, and then complained in a low voice to his sixth uncle: "Taoist priest, to be honest, the animals in the village have been restless recently, the house has been uneasy, and seven people have died. I want you to see what happened. That’s right, if you can solve the village’s problems, I’ll be very grateful.”
Chen Ming muttered from the side: "There is obviously a murderer, damn Feng Shui!"
Uncle Six glanced at the father and son, and thought to himself that so many young men had died in his village. It was a difficult time, and an extra income would allow him to send off his dead brother decently.
He agreed after only a brief consideration. A small village must not waste time.
After drinking and eating, Uncle Liu took out his meal and wandered around the village. The team leader was worried and kept following him and staring at him.
Until Uncle Liu led a group of villagers to stop at the cemetery.
"Whose tomb is this?" He pointed to one of the tombstones.
The face of the village chief behind him changed drastically. Chen Ming exhaled from his nose impatiently: "It's my great-grandfather. What's wrong? Don't tell me that all the people who died in the village were killed by my great-grandfather."
