The fat man couldn't help but shrink his neck when he thought that this skeleton was once so close to him.
But then I thought about it, I had bowed to the sculpture a lot, maybe I could leave a good impression on Empress Dahe, so the fat man's expression became a little better.
Du Moyu saw the fat man sometimes frowning and sometimes showing a mysterious smile, which further confirmed the fact that he was a hidden boss. He secretly thought to himself that he was pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger. It really looked like that.
On both sides of the temple, there are several paper figures, totaling 7 in total.
But unlike the paper figures I had seen before, the faces of the paper figures in the temple were covered with masks.
Not far from the paper man, there is a shelf on the ground. There are masks on the shelf, which are the same as the masks on the paper man's face.
After Du Moyu counted them, he whispered: "There are 8 masks in total."
"There are also 8 of us, so the number of people is just right." Lei Mingyu said.
Jiang Cheng has observed that these masks are all made of paper, and the workmanship is not in harmony with the exquisiteness. They feel very rough to the touch. However, since it is a task arrangement, everyone still has to wear them no matter how reluctant they are.
As the last person put on the mask, suddenly, a bang sounded outside the temple, catching everyone off guard.
But it wasn't over yet. Then, an even more terrifying scene occurred. The paper figures that were lifeless just now actually started to move at the same time. Seven paper figures walked out of the temple gate with stiff steps.
Three on the left and four on the right, arranged on both sides of the blood-red coffin.
Everyone quickly followed out, and then they discovered that not only the paper figures, but also the four paper horses pulling the coffin began to move. The horses' hooves rubbed on the ground and their necks were raised, as if they were roaring to the sky.
However, there was only the occasional sound of wind in the night sky, and everything in front of him seemed to be an illusion, or it happened in another time and space that was completely incomprehensible.
And at the front of the team, there was a figure standing.
It was also a paper man, but with a taller figure. The paper man's back was turned to them, and his face could not be seen, but the yellow gong hanging from his waist was instantly eye-catching.
Relying on his experience, Yu Chengmu instantly confirmed the identity of the paper man, "It's a corpse hunter..."
After a while, the entire team began to move forward slowly, with Jiang Cheng and others following at the end.
It's hard to describe what it feels like to follow such a large team of men and horses. The night is as quiet as death, and the only sound of their own footsteps echoes.
"What exactly is going on here?" Lei Mingyu had a bad temper and couldn't bear it any longer. He lowered his voice and said, "As agreed, we are the ones expelling corpses. What's going on with the one at the front?"
"And there are those guys, those paper figures...what are their identities, are they burial objects?"
Lei Mingyu asked two questions in succession, all of which were on point.
Yu Chengmu's face was also a little ugly. What happened tonight seemed to have exceeded his expectations. "The Yin-calling gong cannot be faked. The paper man at the front is definitely the corpse chaser."
"What do you say about the paper figure next to the coffin?" Lei Mingyu looked tangled and suppressed his emotions, "This is the first time I've seen a funerary object that can walk on its own."
"If you want to figure this out, you must first confirm what the hell is inside the coffin." Abiao stared at the coffin. The blood-red coffin gave people an unspeakable weird feeling in the night. He was sure that the thing on it was The red was not cinnabar, but blood, even though he didn't smell the strong smell of blood.
"Judging from the specifications, it is a joint burial coffin. Empress Dahe's bones should be in the coffin. The other corpse in the coffin..." Chen Hao paused, "I'm afraid it's the watchman."
Du Moyu's face turned pale, "Do you think... could the banging sound we heard just now come from inside the coffin?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone fell silent.
At present, this possibility is very high.
Counting the steps, Chen Hao shook the soul-calming bell from time to time, but because the bell was sealed with wax, it made no sound.
"Is this okay?" Abiao asked tentatively, "The Soul-Calming Bell has no sound at all."
"The inside is sealed with wax, and I don't want that either." Chen Hao's answer was concise.
"Why didn't you take out the sealing wax in advance?" Jia Jinliang also joined in, with a hint of complaint against Chen Hao in his tone, as if blaming him for one person's mistake that might harm everyone.
Chen Hao nodded, seemingly accepting the criticism, "Then...is it still too late to get it now?"
Jia Jinliang was overjoyed, but reflected on his face, he was much calmer, "It should be in time."
"Is there any danger?" Chen Hao frowned.
"No, the soul-suppressing bell is a prop, what's the danger?" A Biao snorted, not paying attention to Chen Hao's caution.
"That's it." Chen Hao handed the soul-suppressing bell to Abiao, who didn't take it seriously. "Then go ahead and take out the sealing wax and return it to me." The whole process went smoothly.
This time it was A Biao's turn to be embarrassed, but he reacted quickly and immediately sneered: "Why did you go there earlier? Why didn't you give it to me before? Now you have to change someone at the last moment. Do you want to kill me?"
"Little friend Chen, this soul-suppressing bell is said to have the property of recognizing its owner. Now I'm afraid only you can control it." Yu Chengmu stared at the soul-suppressing bell in Chen Hao's hand, and actually showed a feeling of envy, as if he would He regretted giving the bell to Chen Hao, and let Chen Hao get a huge advantage in vain.
But he was not the only acting school here. Jiang Cheng just glanced at it and knew that Chen Hao was probably fooled. Chen Hao also understood now, but it was too late.
Everyone was always vigilant, but it was very peaceful along the way. Chen Hao shook the bell from time to time, while the paper man dressed as a corpse chaser walking in the front occasionally struck the gong.
The sound of the Yin-calling gong is much duller than that of an ordinary gong.
Gradually, as Chen Hao shook, the sealing wax inside the soul-suppressing bell gradually cracked and fell off. Finally, after the zombie exorcist's paper man rang the gong for the seventh time, the soul-suppressing bell made a crisp sound.
Along with the ringing, there was a faint sound of crying.
"What's the sound?" Du Moyu looked around, and he was sure that he heard it correctly, and the cry was very close, very close, almost right next to his ear.
Just when everyone was looking for the source of the mysterious crying, suddenly——
"boom!"
There was a dull knocking sound, which caught everyone off guard, and everyone was startled. However, this time, everyone quickly determined the source of the knocking sound.
It's... coming from the coffin!
It's not appropriate to call it a knocking sound. The fat man stared at the coffin, his breathing was disordered, and cold sweat broke out on his head, because according to his guess, the sound just now was more like someone in the coffin, tapping the coffin lid with his hand.
"boom!"
Another sound.
This time everyone saw it clearly, and the coffin lid trembled.
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