After Li Changshu, his wife and Su He left, Qingxin told Zhang Wenliang to find a way to buy some yellow paper cinnabar, black dog blood and rooster blood, and the indispensable glutinous rice.
It's similar to what's shown in the movie, such as black donkey hooves, glutinous rice water, etc. In real life, these things do have the effect of restraining zombies, but ordinary people don't understand their usage.
This is also the first time Huan Xin has encountered a zombie. Before, he had only seen it in the memoirs of past disciples of Beiming, and it was a wonderful sight! When it came to himself, he still didn't have much confidence, so he was prepared and prepared a lot of things, including a thick piece of peach wood. He didn't know where Zhang Wenliang got it from.
In fact, what Qing Xin doesn't know is that in the world of rich people, it is not difficult to get these things, as long as you are willing to spend money. But now it concerns Zhang Wenliang's whole family, and he is willing to explain it without any hesitation. At this time, Huan Xin wants all the stars in the sky, and he can find a way to fix it.
Huan Xin looked at the two big bags filled with the things she wanted, and nodded with satisfaction. Then she looked at the calendar and said that three days later would be a good day, suitable for moving the grave. Just ask Zhang Wenliang to contact the cemetery in the next two days. When the time comes, he will be under his own command.
After Huan Xin finished speaking, he went upstairs with two big bags of things. What he wanted to do in the past few days was to draw a few more "Suppressing Master Talisman". What everyone didn't know was that although drawing the talisman consumes the power of the person who draws the talisman, After all, recovery is still very fast, and spells are the most effective way to save energy in battle. Although he is no longer a rookie, he doesn't dare to rely on his current cultivation level, which he only likes to practice Qi. He understands that although he has made progress, he can actually practice the moves that consume a lot of mana and can't actually use him twice. will be exhausted, so you can only win by surprise at critical times.
For two days, Huan Xin locked herself in a room and drew no less than ten "Corpse Suppression Talisman", ten "Golden Thread Talisman", and ten "General Talisman". Finally, Huan Xin saw that there was still a lot of cinnabar. On the yellow paper, Huanxin drew ten more "peace charms", preparing to distribute them to everyone in the Zhang family. Finally, she drew one for each of Li Changshu, his wife, and Xiao Min. Just when she felt that she was almost ready, another thought came to her mind. He thought of a person, the woman who appeared in front of him wrapped in a bath towel that night. Qingxin could not forget that scene. He could even vaguely see the wet drops on Su He's hair. Qingxin walked away for a while. God, I’d better decide to draw one for Su He too!
The night before, Zhang Wenliang told him that he had contacted the cemetery and someone would take over tomorrow. Qing Xin emphasized to Zhang Wenliang again, dig out the urn, carry it and leave immediately, and do not engage in any rituals here. Okay, as for where to bury it, just follow other people’s arrangements. Remember that the urn should not touch the ground and should be carried around. Zhang Wenliang kept nodding and wrote them down one by one.
The night before, Huan Xin came to Zhang's father's grave again. He felt relieved when he saw that the Yin Gathering Formation he had set up had relieved Zhang's father a lot. The purpose of his coming tonight is to withdraw the Yin Gathering Formation. After all, someone will come tomorrow. It would not be good if someone sees it!
After all, the Yin Gathering Formation is not something that can be set up casually, and the purpose of his coming here is not just to withdraw the Yin Gathering Formation, but to set up a more powerful formation - the Nine-Star Demonic Entrapment Formation.
Huan Xin originally wanted to set up a corpse trapping array, but considering that he was alone, it would be troublesome if something unexpected happened, so he upgraded the array. This nine-star demon trapping array is still in a certain place. I learned it from the handwriting of an ancestor. Since this formation is not very complicated and the effect is obvious, Huan Xin also feels that there is nothing more suitable than this. With Huan Xin’s current Taoism, it is more than enough to activate the Nine Star Demon Trap Array. .
Everything is ready, just wait for the grave to be opened tomorrow. Huan Xin let out a long sigh of relief, and decided to stay here tonight. After all, the only weakness of this nine-star magic trap formation was that it could easily be broken by external factors. So Qing Xin didn't want to know if anything went wrong, so he just stayed here, guarding the fruits of his labor.
Soon Huan Xin meditated and fell into trance. He had not meditated for a long time. After all, meditating in the dormitory would definitely be very abrupt and not that convenient.
After entering concentration, Huan Xin seemed to have entered a wonderful world. He could clearly feel the Tao Qi traveling throughout his body. Each acupoint was filled with energy, ready to speed up the wandering Tao Qi at any time, and the meridians were running normally. , as if he were looking at himself from God's perspective.
The next day, when it was just dawn, Qingxin opened his eyes suddenly. He realized a very serious problem, that is, what should he do after the zombie surrenders?
As an inexperienced Huxin, he thought he had everything ready, but unfortunately he failed to consider the problem of "Dongfeng". Yes, what should we do after this zombie surrenders? You can’t carry it on your own, so find a place to bury it! At this time, I had no idea, and in desperation I had no choice but to ask for help from my second senior brother. I took out my phone and looked at the big time on the screen, which read that it was only five o'clock. Huan Xin didn't care whether I would disturb my second senior brother's rest, so he dialed the number. passed.
"Hey, why is it you again? Can't you remember me if I don't sleep?"
"Haha, I'm sorry, Second Senior Brother, I have something urgent and there is nothing I can do about it!" Huan Xin smiled awkwardly.
"What happened again? Were you bitten by a zombie?"
"That's not true, the coffin hasn't been opened yet!"
"What's that?"
"I just want to ask, what should I do after I subdue the zombies?" Huan Xin asked seriously without joking.
The second senior brother seemed to think for a while, and then said seriously: "I watched movies where a talisman was used to immobilize someone, and then put it in a coffin, or else it would be burned!"
"Well, it's like this in the movie, but what about in reality? What should I do?" Huan Xin asked.
"In reality? In reality, your second senior brother has never even seen a zombie hair. What do you ask me to do?" said the German army without any trouble.
"You can figure it out yourself. If it doesn't work, just burn it to save yourself the trouble. Just don't forget to write my name. After all, the corpse-keeper is the troublesome one. Your second brother, I will wait for him to come to me. You can do it at the end." Write a sentence, if you don't come, you will be a grandson." After that, he complained to the German army a few more times and hung up the phone.
When I made this call, I might as well watch two of Uncle Ying's zombie movies before the battle. Maybe that one would be more effective. He honestly couldn't understand what Second Senior Brother was doing. Wouldn't it be too arrogant to write it like this?
But now that Huan Xin had thought of it, he couldn't be unprepared. He asked Zhang Wenliang to prepare firewood and gasoline and prepare to kill the zombies on the spot.
Soon, at the scheduled time, the people from the cemetery and the workers hired by Zhang Wenliang arrived at the scene.
The person coming from the cemetery was a young man in his thirties who was wearing a suit. He looked very official and didn't look like he was in the funeral industry at all. Qing Xin just thought that maybe everything in big cities was very professional.
Watching the grave being dug up bit by bit, Huan Xin's heart was agitated. After all, it was his first time. He also murmured in his heart, what does the legendary zombie look like?
