Uncle Six glanced at him: "Yes, and no."
The village chief quickly squeezed over: "Taoist priest, let's go and have a chat."
The middle-aged man in Taoist robes was unmoved and said bluntly: "This is the soul-finding and luck-gathering point in Feng Shui. The dead buried in this point will absorb the luck around them and bring blessings to future generations."
"What does the Taoist mean, is that all our blessings have been sucked into the village chief's house?"
Uncle Six nodded: "Exactly."
The villagers were in an uproar. There was a man whose mother had just died, and he was still wearing hemp and mourning. When he heard this, his eyes immediately turned red, and he hit the tombstone with a hoe. The other villagers also looked unkind, with hoes in their hands ready to move.
The village chief was anxious: "Taoist priest, I invited you to dinner just now, how can you repay kindness with hatred?"
Uncle Liu sneered: "I'm saving you. This luck-gathering point has been in the village for nearly a hundred years. Haven't you ever thought about why something happened just recently?"
Chen Ming was so angry that he grabbed his sixth uncle by the collar and tried to trick him into eating and drinking at his house. He also falsely accused his great-grandfather of being a dead man. He must be taught a lesson today.
Hearing Uncle Liu's words, the village chief had a bad feeling and quickly stopped his son.
Uncle Liu said calmly: "Haven't you ever heard that things will turn upside down when they are extreme, and they will break if they are expensive? If your luck is too great, it depends on whether you can suppress it!"
As soon as these words came out, the village chief still didn't understand. If he didn't fix it, his family would be the unlucky one next time.
"Please help me, Taoist priest!" The village chief's hand tightened around the Taoist man like a pair of iron pliers, refusing to let go of the last straw.
The remedy is to dig out the coffin and destroy the cavity.
The audience in the cinema was stunned for a while, but fortunately, with Honghuang as an example, they also understood what luck was about.
Some people's focus is off-center, with a pair of green eyes.
"Is it a magnet? Can you attract wealth... too?"
"No wonder the villagers are wearing rags, but he still has money to send his son out to see the world. It turns out that everyone's wealth has gathered with him!"
"Damn it! I want it so much... No, it's so vicious!"
"Feng Shui, right? Write it down and check it when you get back!"
A group of people blushed with excitement, and Yu Jing's veins jumped.
Remember your head!
Let’s just say they have a lot of imagination. They can’t even guess what the corpse is. Let's say they have poor imagination. People can associate wealth from Feng Shui.
The one on the left for gathering wealth and the other on the right for Feng Shui got into his ears, making Yu Jing almost jump up in anger.
Why are these people’s focus always skewed!
Some people were joking when they heard that Uncle Six was going to dig up the coffin.
"Dig it out and drive away the corpse again?"
"No, no, no, they have been dead for a hundred years. Where can he get rid of the corpses? There is only a skeleton left."
"Hahahahaha, maybe even a skeleton can catch it."
Everyone subconsciously thought about that scene, a group of corpses followed by a skeleton jumping around...
puff!
Hold it back, don't laugh!
The young director sneered and quietly nestled into his lover's arms, preparing to let the movie slap these people in the face.
Wait, sooner or later the time will come when you kneel down and call daddy.
…
Regardless of his son's objections, the village chief strongly advocated digging a coffin. After all, he is the head of a village, and his son is the captain of the security team, so he has nothing to fear if the luck gathering thing comes out.
The villagers could only swallow their resentment and help dig coffins.
On the day of the coffin lifting, the evening sky was gloomy, indicating that the storm was coming. Uncle Six counted with his fingers and his expression was very ugly.
Hemp ropes tied the coffin, and the dark coffin rose from the soil little by little. The moment the coffin was opened, a swarm of birds flew up from the forest in the distance, and the shrill crows of crows made everyone present upset.
The villager responsible for lifting the coffin knelt down and kowtowed. Uncle Liu composed himself and said, "Open the coffin!"
Squeak——
The heavy coffin board was moved away, and everyone felt horrified.
In the coffin filled with funerary objects, the old man wearing a shroud showed no signs of decay, and his old face seemed to be asleep.
Looking down, the purple nails have grown to two inches long.
"Hurry up and cover it!" Uncle Six shouted.
The villagers nearby also realized that something was wrong and hurriedly carried the coffin board.
late.
A thunder dragon fell from the sky and struck the body. The last ray of sunlight in the evening was obscured by dark clouds.
The corpse in the coffin opened its eyes and stood up instantly.
A villager shouted sadly: "The corpse has changed!"
Everyone dispersed in a hurry, not even asking for tools, and crawled away from the cemetery.
Uncle Liu yelled at the village chief and Chen Ming: "Zombies will kill their loved ones first, why are you standing there in a daze? Let's go!"
Team leader Rumeng, who had always suspected Shen Liu was a liar, woke up in surprise, helped his father and turned around to run away.
Uncle Liu gritted his teeth, and three yellow talismans flew into the air. After immobilizing the body, he pierced the heart with an arrow from the peach wood sword.
An ordinary person would have died long ago, but the zombie just roared up to the sky and slammed the heavy coffin board against the Taoist.
Uncle Six turned sideways to avoid it, and when he looked for it again, there was no trace of the zombie.
Back at the village chief's house, a group of people were trembling with fear.
"Taoist priest, my grandfather..." The village chief's hands and feet were trembling in shock.
Shen Liu said angrily: "Use the luck of a village to raise it, and it has become a spirit! If you raise it for another two years, it can even come out in broad daylight!"
It's a pity that today I only brought tools for finding caves, and I didn't understand it in this way. Once the corpse absorbs the essence of the sun and moon, it will be even more difficult!
As soon as these words came out, the people in the village knelt down in front of the Taoist Priest, crying and begging him for help.
The squad leader was no longer arrogant. He stood there with his eyes straightened, obviously not recovering.
"Go and prepare some chicken blood, yellow talisman and ink bucket, and peach wood to ward off evil spirits." The Taoist said to the team leader to prepare these.
The village chief quietly grabbed his hand and asked excitedly: "What about us, what should we do with these old bones?"
I was afraid that Shen Liu would ignore them.
"You go prepare glutinous rice. Glutinous rice can not only drive away zombies, but also prevent corpse poison."
A group of villagers looked at each other and started running out in a swarm. When they arrived at the rice shop, they wanted nothing but glutinous rice.
Chen Ming took advantage of his position as team leader and almost emptied out a rice shop, leading his men to move the glutinous rice home.
"Son, what are you doing? Uncle Six told me to sprinkle the glutinous rice on the ground so that zombies would not dare to come in."
The village chief watched in confusion as his son poured bags of glutinous rice into the vat, wondering what he wanted to do.
Chen Ming chuckled: "What's the use of a thin layer on the ground? When the zombies come, I will bury myself in the rice vat and see how it finds it. Dad, this vat is big enough for the two of us to squat down." "
The village chief's eyes lit up and he thought his son's idea was really good.
The selfish look made the movie theater audience shake their heads.
"These two people are too outrageous. It was their fault to steal other people's things, and now they have emptied a rice shop."
“Can glutinous rice really repel zombies?”
"It has not rotted away after being dead for a hundred years. Luck is such a good thing. I wonder if it can be resurrected after being buried for another hundred years."
"Damn it! That villager is so talented. He cooked the glutinous rice and ate it hard. Do you want to marinate yourself and poison the zombies?"
At the same time, he scorned this kind of fear of death. What is there to be afraid of zombies?
Look at the nine corpses that Uncle Six was going to take home. They were all rotting. If you really encounter a zombie, you will swarm it by holding down its arms and legs and then tear it into pieces to see how it can jump around.
Then the audience was slapped in the face.
The zombies that jumped up following the human scent were terrifying and ferocious. The wooden chairs hitting the body could only tickle it, and the kitchen knife striking the body triggered a spark.
Even guns can only slow down the zombies.
The zombie that has been exposed to the moonlight is truly invulnerable, and the power of the Unity Village can only temporarily force it back.
The talisman paper was pasted on his forehead and ignited with a fire. Finally, he was grabbed by the zombies and torn into pieces. The joints of its limbs began to become soft and it walked like a human being. Finally, the squad leader used a bomb to drive it away again.
Even interstellar people who don't understand zombies sense that something is wrong.
Invulnerable, mobile, and bloodthirsty for a living...
I’m afraid this village is not a pill!
The audience who had just said that they were going to be cut into pieces were dumbfounded and covered their faces in collapse, feeling as if their faces were going to be swollen.
"Think about it, after raising him for a hundred years, you have to have some skills." The bald brother said weakly.
"The point is, it's not even afraid of being fed a gun! The talisman is useless, what should I do now!"
The village is so big, and the rice shop doesn’t have enough glutinous rice, so there are always people who don’t get it.
A man on patrol went further and further away. In the darkness, a zombie suddenly stretched out its claws.
The purple nails left ten bloody holes on the arm, and the zombie bit the man's neck viciously. He didn't even have time to scream, and instantly lost his breath.
When Uncle Six arrived, there was only a dead body left.
"Cremate the body. The others will follow me." He left a sentence in a hurry and followed the blood trail.
Chen Ming rushed to follow him, and a deputy asked him: "Captain, the Taoist leader asked us to cremate the body."
He doesn't want to chase zombies.
"Take the corpses back first and put them away for the family to see for the last time. There are five or six corpses. When you finish burning them, it's already dawn. How will you catch the zombies!" The team leader was so angry that he punched him.
The group of people ran away in a hurry, leaving two people behind to carry the body back to the village.
