After listening to my explanation, Zhou Yan was half convinced, while Zhang Liguo was completely unconvinced.

"Was this man killed by evil spirits?" Zhang Liguo's face was full of disbelief, obviously thinking that I was bragging.

"You'll know in a minute. Just stand by the door and don't move. If things go wrong, open the door and we'll run away." I ordered, looked down at the yellow paper man I had torn, and said to myself.

He grinned coquettishly.

"Old man, today is the first time that I have done something on my own, so you have to protect me."

According to the old man, yin is harmless to people, but if the evil ghost is still waiting next to the victim, those who smell yin will have hallucinations, ranging from coma to evil.

Ghost rushes into the body.

I don't know if the evil spirit who killed Luo Dahai is still here, so I don't dare to take the chance.

"The job given by my grandson Zhou Yan is really troublesome." I cursed in my heart. It was the first time I took on a job and I encountered such a difficult matter. I thought it was just a small trouble that could not be tolerated. Who could do it?

Do you think there is still Yin Ming here?

Zhang Liguo saw that I didn't look good, so he stopped teasing me and stood aside quietly.

"Mumu, how are you going to get rid of the corpse next?" Zhou Yan asked curiously: "How can you move the corpse?"

"Move jb." I glared at him angrily, "How long has it been, and you still think you're a curious kid? You've never seen me look so ugly?"

After I blocked my words, Zhou Yan shrugged and stopped talking.

I frowned and thought for a long time, lit a cigarette, smoked silently to encourage myself, stood up and walked towards the study where the body was.

Zhang Liguo and Zhou Yan wanted to stop me, but they were probably frightened by the evil ghost I mentioned earlier.

"It's okay. I'm an experienced Chinese medicine practitioner. I can cure it with just one folk prescription." I forced a smile. These words were purely to embolden myself and were mostly bragging.

I've heard of evil spirits, but I've never seen one, let alone dealt with it.

There was no light on in the study, and I felt panicked as soon as I took a quick look. I just felt that there were endless dangers hidden in the darkness. Whether it was me or an outsider, my sixth sense would tell me not to go in.

"By the grace of God, I will ask the talisman to lift up the corpse today and hope that the ancestor will be fulfilled." I took out an unlit stick of tribute incense from my pocket, and without saying a word, I put the incense head through the forehead of the yellow paper man.

However, he did not pull it out, but directly stuck the tribute on the head of the paper man.

I stood respectfully in front of the study door, bowed three times with the paper figurine, lit the incense, and then turned on the lights in the study.

Maybe it's because I haven't seen a dead person since I came to Guiyang from Xiangxi. I only took a look into the study room through the light. My heart was almost broken. I kept retching in my mouth, and my calves were a little forward.

Signs of weakness.

"Master Patriarch, bless me, Master Patriarch, bless you..." I kept muttering in a low voice, turned around and smiled at Zhou Yan and Zhang Liguo, and my voice was lowered a little unconsciously: "Don't come over here.

Otherwise I won’t be able to get this corpse.”

Luo Dahai's death was indeed disgusting. No wonder even forensic doctors like Zhou Yan vomited.

Under the orange light, Luo Dahai was lying on his back on the floor, holding his intestines tightly with both hands. The internal organs in his belly were completely exposed. I could see clearly with a casual glance.

For some unknown reason, Luo Dahai's eyes were wide open, as if he were glaring at the ceiling, and his eyeballs were quite deflated. Perhaps you can only feel how terrifying that lifeless glare is if you see it on the spot.

I held my hand against the wall and retched a few times. After carefully looking at the anger on Luo Dahai's face, I suddenly retreated in my heart.

"Why don't we just say that we can't get the body?" I muttered in my mind: "Zhang Liguo won't whip me, right? It would be too embarrassing to go back now..."

The enthusiasm of young people is so inexplicable. They are enthusiastic when they shouldn't be enthusiastic, and they can't be enthusiastic when they should be. This is the case for me.

Before I came, I was very energetic, but after I came... I felt a little timid...

"Wood! Can you handle it?" Seeing that I didn't move for a while, Zhou Yan shouted: "If it doesn't work, come back! Let's find a way!"

Zhang Liguo smiled, and I could feel the disdain in his tone eight hundred miles away: "Pretend to be a ghost."

"What a fart! I'm just getting ready!" I yelled pretending to be calm.

Zhang Liguo was speechless at my sudden yell, and could only watch me "pretending to be a ghost" with great interest.

I heard Zhang Liguo's words about pretending to be a ghost, and the anger in my heart couldn't be suppressed. Without thinking about it, I strode into the study and squatted down next to the body.

"Snapped!"

I pulled the gongxiang out of the paper man's head, and slammed the yellow paper man on the deceased's face. I subconsciously stood up and jumped back two steps, carefully observing the situation.

It was still very quiet in the study, and there were no strange signs about the body. It seemed to be quite safe.

Not daring to delay any further, I took out the gong from my waist, raised my hand and struck it with a mallet, and a harsh gong sound echoed in the study.

"Qiang!!!"

This dark yellow gong is the old man's treasure. It has the same style as the ordinary corpse-driving gong in western Hunan, but it is a little smaller, as big as an ordinary household rice bowl.

Even though this gong is small, its origin is not small at all.

It is said that this gong is a treasure passed down from the Tang Dynasty in the old man's family, and is called the God of Joy Gong, and the wooden mallet tied with a red rope on the gong is the God of Joy Mallet.

Although the God of Joy Gong is a treasure of the Tang Dynasty, there is no patina on it that should be found on ancient objects. Instead, it looks brand new, making it impossible for people to tell that it is an old antique. For those who don’t know, it is probably

At first glance, I thought it was a modern thing.

The old man once said that this thing is even more powerful when used to drive away corpses, because the God of Joy Gong is easier to control the corpse than the ordinary Yin Gong, and the effect is much better than the Yin Gong.

"Exterminate corpses in Xiangxi~~avoid strangers~~~" I yelled in a moderate voice, with nothing but embarrassment on my face.

The old man's rules are really harmful... You have to shout like this before exorcising the corpse... Isn't it funny!

Sure enough, when Zhou Yan and Zhang Liguo heard me shouting like this, they almost stopped laughing.

Anyway, it's already embarrassing enough, I don't care if I continue to embarrass a few people, it doesn't matter.

Thinking like this, I knocked the gong of joy in my hand hard, chanted the mantra taught by the old man, and my eyes suddenly became trance-like.

How long has it been since these words were sung?

"A gong jingled~~The God of Joy looked over at thousands of families~~~Thousands of household heads were safe~~~Only one family was in tears~~~"

"Qiang!!"

Another gong of joy sounded, and the memories in my eyes became more and more intense. I kept singing the tunes that the old man taught me. The fear in my heart had long since disappeared, and was replaced by unconcealable nostalgia.

"There is suffering in this world~~birth, old age, illness and death are reincarnated~~~ relatives died thousands of miles away~~~kneel down and pray to the God of Joy to send your relatives home~~~"

"Qiang!! Qiang!!!"

"The God of Joy has great mercy~~ He ordered the corpse craftsman to send his relatives back~~~ Thousands of miles of land is not far away~~~ He will surely return to the end of the world~~~~"

After singing the last line, I rang the joy gong in my hand, took a step back with my feet, and carefully looked at Luo Dahai's body.

I stopped talking and also stopped beating the gong, but the sound of the gong was still echoing in the study.

"call out!!!"

A sound similar to that of a monkey soaring into the sky suddenly exploded in the room, and my scalp gradually began to feel numb as the sound sounded.

Zhou Yan and Zhang Liguo were frightened by the sharp sound, and then walked over, stood outside the door and looked inside carefully, probably wondering where the sound came from.

This sharp neighing sound is called a happy whistle. The old man said that after a spell is successfully cast, this sound will be heard in the area where the spell is cast, so it is often considered a good omen by corpse exorcists.

"You guys stand back." I narrowed my eyes slightly and stared closely at Luo Dahai's body.

Before I could finish my words, Luo Dahai's body shook violently and sat up straight without any warning. The yellow paper man fell to the side from his face, revealing his angry face.

Luo Dahai...is glaring at us...

"Live...live..." Zhou Yan trembled and took a few steps back. Even Zhang Liguo was no exception. When they saw Luo Dahai sitting up, the two of them almost sat down in fright.

on the ground.

How many years has Zhang Liguo been the captain of the criminal police brigade? What kind of corpses have he not seen? What kind of tragic scenes have he not seen?

But when he saw something like this happen that could not be explained by science, he was equally frightened.

The disemboweled corpse actually sat up! Still glaring at him! Who wouldn’t be afraid of this kind of scene?!

"Stay back and don't come in. If the corpse is contaminated by the living person..."

Before I could finish my instructions, Zhou Yan immediately took over the conversation: "Are you going to fake the corpse?"

"You lied to your ancestors! I'm controlling it with the God of Joy Gong! You've watched too many movies, haven't you?!" I cursed angrily and waved my hand at them.

According to what I learned, there are actually two methods for exorcising corpses.

The first, and most common, method is to attract the soul and let the soul of the deceased return to the corpse, and then drive away.

The second method is the emergency method I use now, asking for talismans from the God of Joy, and using a yellow paper man to make an artificial fake soul.

Of course, emergency is emergency after all. This method can only last for an hour or three, and the body will have to return to its original state within half an hour.

The soul belongs to the mind, and the soul belongs to the flesh and blood. If you want to drive the corpse, you must have the existence of soul in the corpse.

A corpse without spirit cannot be driven away, even if the Grandmaster comes in person.

The reason why I want Zhou Yan and the others to retreat is because this artificial soul is really fragile. If he accidentally gets the energy of a living person, he may not be far away from the soul. Then all the previous efforts will be in vain, and I will have to

It would be troublesome to exorcise the corpse from scratch.

I looked at the anger on Luo Dahai's face, and my heart was filled with panic. The anger on his face only appeared before his death, not after his death.

If his expression really changed midway, I would probably be scared to death.

Shaking my head, I took a deep breath and struck the gong of joy in my hand.
Chapter completed!