Qian Kun frowned impatiently and approached the coffin: "Even if you miss your mother, you can't sneak into the ancestral hall..."
The man's scolding stopped abruptly because there was no one on the other side of the coffin.
"Da Ya, if you keep messing around, dad will be really angry!" Qian Kun shouted.
He shouted angrily at the soldiers: "Find that crazy girl for me!"
The six soldiers looked at each other and asked boldly: "Commander, who are you looking for? There is no one else here."
Qian Kun was stunned: "Just now, didn't you hear my daughter's voice?"
The six people shook their heads in unison. In fact, they heard nothing and only saw the commander's irritable cursing.
Suddenly, the leading soldier's eyes widened in horror.
From Qian Kun's shoulders, two pairs of small black hands slowly poked out. They were as thin as chicken paws, and the backs of their hands were covered with vein-like lines.
Two heads poked their heads to the left and right, their blood-red eyes staring at them sinisterly.
"Ah ah ah ah ghost!" the soldiers screamed, rolling and crawling out of the ancestral hall, not even using their guns.
Qian Kun carried a weight on his back, as if he was carrying something.
Cold sweat slid down his forehead, and the man slowly turned his head to look at the Bagua mirror hanging on the wall.
In the blurry bronze mirror, two ghost figures smiled at him, and blood rushed out of their mouths: "Dad."
Qian Kun took a deep breath, his legs softened and he knelt on the ground.
The two evil spirits tilted their heads and looked at him. Their gazes gradually moved down and stopped at the man's abdomen.
The hands like chicken claws directly pressed the man's abdomen, as if he wanted to tear open the belly and get in.
The severe pain awakened Qian Kun's consciousness. He gritted his teeth and raised his hand to fire two shots, temporarily driving away the evil spirit and knocking open the door.
Instead of going home to check the situation, he ran towards the Taoist temple at the back of the town.
With a rooster's crow, the heaviness and coldness lingering on his limbs instantly disappeared. Qian Kun gradually quickened his pace through the dim light.
Unknowingly, he came to a path and climbed a mountain to reach the Taoist temple.
Two thick streams of white mist emerged, one behind the other, blocking his way.
In the shadowy thick fog, a red figure flashed in front of him, followed by paper money flying in the sky.
Chapter 148
Suona is called a musical instrument hooligan for no reason.
As a widely circulated national musical instrument, it is often used as an accompaniment to evening parties or operas, and is often seen at weddings and events.
When the penetrating suona sounded, everyone was refreshed.
Dozens of red-clothed figures came slowly around the sedan chair, and evil spirits in bamboo hats and raincoats threw paper money into the air.
There were evil spirits in front and behind him. Qian Kun gritted his teeth and ran up the mountain with cold sweat on his head. After running a few steps, his eyes blurred and he was back in the middle of the road again.
The welcoming and funeral processions came closer in the blink of an eye, like two parallel lines gradually converging into one, surrounding the prey.
In the cinema, the audience looked at this scene with almost shocked expressions.
Extreme white, intense red...
The camera gave a close-up of the bride in the sedan chair. Her face was covered by a red hijab, and her pale skin could be vaguely seen. Her flaming red nails seemed to be soaked in blood, which made people's hair stand on end.
Chen Sang rubbed his arms, his mind went blank, and he murmured instinctively: "The weird beauty makes people's hair stand on end but they still feel beautiful, sharp and sad."
When I looked down, the hairs on my arms were already standing on end.
This scene is not like an ordinary horror scene, it is full of fright and horror.
On the contrary, it is like an illusory picture that needs to be savored carefully. Every time I recall it, there will be a chill in my heart that penetrates into my bones.
Members of the House of Horror were puzzled: "It's obviously not scary, but I always feel weird. This scene is too awesome."
"These are all ghosts, right? What do they want to do?"
The gun was lost while escaping. Qian Kun now had no self-defense weapons. The sedan chair and coffin circled around him several times and bumped into him.
He was lying in a coffin in darkness, and next to him was a stiff corpse wearing a wedding dress.
Outside, the sedan chair landed on the coffins, and the little ghosts carried them happily into the distance.
Qian Kun screamed desperately: "Help! Is there anyone there? Help me!"
No matter how much he shouted, punched or kicked, the bumping never stopped. The man was about to collapse, especially as the body next to him got closer and closer with the bumps.
Qian Kun's hands were shaking like chaff, and he slowly reached for the bride's hijab.
Under the hijab was a familiar face, his ex-wife who had given birth to three daughters, staring directly at him.
"Tangman..."
Qian Kun was shaking violently, and the oxygen in the coffin was getting thinner and thinner, so much so that his vision began to blur.
The man burst into tears and begged for mercy incoherently: "We are just a couple, please let me go."
Boom——
The outside finally stopped, and a huge force came. The coffin and the sedan chair were kicked over, and Qian Kun rolled out of the coffin.
Taoist Master Yunhe swung his sword to kill the last two evil spirits, frowned and asked him: "Commander, are you okay?"
Qian Kun seemed to be frightened and couldn't say a word for a long time. He just held onto Taoist Priest Yunhe's robe tightly.
"We must go back to the Marshal's Mansion quickly. I suspect something happened there."
Qian Kun shook his head crazily: "No! Go back to the Taoist temple first and exorcise me from evil spirits. I've hit a ghost, so exorcise me from evil spirits first!"
Taoist Master Yunhe frowned. He didn't expect Qian Kun to be so irresponsible. The old lady and his wife in the Marshal's Mansion were all in danger. His first reaction was to exorcise himself first.
"Commander, there is no evil in you. Your home is even more dangerous." Taoist priest Yunhe shook off the man's hand and ran quickly towards the villa.
There is no village or shop here, so Qian Kun can only follow Taoist Master Yunhe home.
The heavily guarded Marshal's Mansion was now as silent as a haunted house. The soldier and the maid fell unconscious on the ground. The two imps failed to catch Qian Kun and were trying to get into the maid's belly.
Taoist priest Yunhe threw two red ropes around them tightly and put them into the gourd neatly.
"Great, Taoist Master, you are so powerful." Seeing this scene, Qian Kun calmed down a lot. Conquering two ghost babies in one confrontation would definitely save him.
Taoist Master Yunhe shook his head: "These two are the weakest, there are three more!"
Returning to the villa, Qian Kun was so frightened to see his mother's miserable state of death that her gallbladder was broken. A gust of wind blew by, and something seemed to touch her back.
"dad."
Qian Kun turned around subconsciously, and before losing consciousness, he saw three ferocious faces coming towards him.
Taoist priest Yun He secretly thought something was wrong. He didn't even look back to check the situation. He leaned aside and threw himself to the side. There was a gunshot and the bullet pierced his arm.
"Hehe -" Qian Kun smiled strangely, and the voices of the three children overlapped and turned into ferocious killing intent, "Old Taoist priest, I didn't expect us to come out."
Taoist Master Yunhe didn't talk nonsense to him and threw a talisman at him. 'Qian Kun' seemed to be afraid of the talisman and quickly raised his gun to shoot.
After all, they were children and didn't have much experience in fighting enemies. When their attention was attracted by the talisman, a vase flew in the air and hit their wrist accurately.
'Qian Kun' was in pain and dropped the gun in his hand.
The Taomu Sword pierced the air and was about to penetrate 'Qian Kun's' chest. Taoist Master Yunhe suddenly realized that Qian Kun was still alive, but was possessed.
Bang——
A fist hit the bridge of his nose. Taoist Master Yunhe almost heard the sound of his own bones cracking. He covered his nose and raised his head. 'Qian Kun's' face was full of provocation.
"Old Taoist, your sanctimonious appearance is disgusting. If you have the ability, do it."
Taoist Priest Yun He was extremely angry and laughed back: "You little bastards, you must be taught a lesson when I catch you!"
The old Taoist priest threw away his mahogany sword and rushed forward to fight with Qian Kun.
Taoist Master Yunhe is a well-known master in the area. He is often asked to catch ghosts and eliminate demons. He is nearly sixty years old and can still walk up mountains and rivers. His physical fitness is very strong.
Although Qian Kun is a handsome man, after years of pampering, he really can't beat him.
The sofas and chairs in the living room became weapons for the two of them. The kid was even more ruthless. He didn't care whether Qian Kun's body would be injured or not, and his attacks were very vicious.
'Qian Kun' threw himself on Taoist Master Yunhe's back and choked him hard, trying to strangle him. Taking this opportunity, the old Taoist priest took out a pair of red chopsticks from his pocket and pinched Qian Kun's middle finger hard.
The piercing scream shattered the glass in the hall, and three waves of black energy fled Qian Kun's body in panic.
Taoist priest Yun He had quick eyes and quick hands. He grabbed one with one hand and stuffed it into the gourd.
The remaining evil spirit fled to the second floor, where there was still a living person who could possess him.
When she arrived in Shen Xiumin's room, she couldn't wait to throw herself on the bed, but a black mist firmly protected her.
"Let me in!" the evil spirit growled anxiously, "I don't want to go back to the dark place!"
Black Mist remained unmoved, and even gave her a sharp claw when the evil spirit tried to forcefully enter the mother's body.
Taoist Priest Yunhe was surprised to see this scene when he chased after him: "There is another one!"
Thinking about the spirit infant that Shen Xiumin took away, what else can't be understood? No wonder he was able to steal five evil spirits from the Taoist temple!
"You evil beast, come out of her!"
The old Taoist priest sealed the doors and windows, completely cutting off the two evil spirits' escape route. When the evil spirit saw this, it screamed and planned to fight the old Taoist priest to the death.
Even if she teamed up with other evil spirits and possessed Qian Kun to defeat Taoist Master Yunhe, it would be even more delusional to fight alone.
Taoist Master Yunhe put the evil spirits into the gourd three times and eliminated two, looking at the only remaining one as if he was facing a formidable enemy.
What a heavy resentment!
I thought that the black mist would control Shen Xiumin's body to attack, but I didn't expect that it would directly break away from its mother's body and pounce on it.
Taoist priest Yunhe didn't think much about it. The tiger-like wind he wielded with the Taomu Sword made the black mist retreat in pain every time. The rolling black mist became weaker every time it came into contact with the Taomu Sword.
Perhaps it was a dog jumping over the wall, but Hei Wu panicked and crawled back into the stone statue. The old Taoist priest immediately pulled out a red thread and tied it.
The rising sun dispelled the coldness of the villa. The soldiers and maids woke up and cleaned the room under Qian Kun's order.
