After listening to my explanation, Zhou Yan was half-believing and half-doubting, while Zhang Liguo didn't believe it at all.

"Is this person killed by an evil ghost?" Zhang Liguo looked disbelief, obviously thinking that I was bragging.

"Do you know in a while? You stand by the gate and don't move around. If the situation is wrong, open the door and run away." I instructed me, looked down at the yellow paper man I tore, and grinned to myself.

"Old man, this is the first time I have taken action by myself, so you have to bless me."

According to the old man, the thing of Yin is harmless to people, but if the evil ghost is still waiting next to the victim, those who smell Yin will have hallucinations. At the least, they will be unconscious, and at the worst, the evil ghost will rush into the body.

I don’t know if the evil ghost who killed Luo Dahai is still here, and I dare not take risks.

"The work given by Zhou Yan's grandson is really troublesome." I cursed in my heart. I received such a difficult thing when I first took on the job. I thought it was just a little trouble that the corpse could not get. Who would have thought that there was still a slight slut here?

Seeing that my face was not very good, Zhang Liguo didn't continue to joke with me anymore and stood quietly.

"Mu Tou, how do you solve the corpse next?" Zhou Yan asked curiously: "How can you move that corpse up?"

"Move a JB." I was so angry that I glared at him. When has it been? You are still curious? I didn't see my face looking so ugly?

I stopped talking back, Zhou Yan shrugged and stopped talking.

I frowned and thought for a while, lit a cigarette, smoked silently to boost my courage, stood up and walked towards the study where the corpse was.

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

"It's okay, I'm an old Chinese doctor. A folk remedy can kill it." I forced a smile. This is purely to give myself courage, and most of the bragging ingredients are.

I have heard of the evil ghost, but I have never seen it, let alone clean up it.

The study room was not turned on, and I felt so panicked when I saw it. I felt that there was endless danger in the darkness where I couldn't see my fingers. Whether it was me or an outsider, I would probably tell myself the sixth sense not to go in.

"The God of Joy is here. Today, I ask the talisman to raise the corpse. I hope the ancestor will fulfill it." I took out a stick of unlit tribute incense from my pocket, and without saying a word, I passed the incense head through the yellow paper man's forehead. I did not pull it out, but directly stuck the tribute incense on the paper man's head.

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

Perhaps because I have never seen a dead person again after coming to Guiyang from Xiangxi, I only looked into the study with the light, my heart was almost broken, my mouth was constantly retching, and my calves were also showing signs of softening forward.

"Bless the ancestor, bless the ancestor..." I kept muttering, turned to squeeze out a smile at Zhou Yan and Zhang Liguo, and my voice lowered a little unconsciously: "Don't come over, otherwise I can't invite this corpse."

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

Under the orange-yellow light, Luo Dahai was lying on the floor on his back, holding his intestines tightly with his hands, and the internal organs in his stomach were completely exposed. I could see clearly with an inadvertent glance.

For some reason, Luo Dahai's eyes were wide open, as if he was glaring at the ceiling, his eyes had already faded a lot. How terrifying was that kind of lifeless glare, perhaps only when you saw it on the spot.

I held the wall and retching a few times, looked carefully at Luo Dahai's anger, and suddenly I gave in my heart.

"Or it would be better to say that the body would not be invited?" I murmured in my heart: "Zhang Liguo won't beat me, right? It would be too embarrassing to go back now..."

The passion of young people is so inexplicable. They shouldn’t be passionate when they should be passionate, but they can’t get excited when they should be passionate. This is the case for me.

Before coming, I was so imposing, but after coming... Why do I feel a little scared...

"Mu Tio! Can you do it?" Seeing that I didn't move for a while, Zhou Yan shouted: "If you don't work, come back! Let's find another way!"

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

"What a fuck! I'm just ready!" I shouted in a pretentious manner.

After my sudden roar, Zhang Liguo didn't say anything anymore, so he could only look at me with interest and "pretend to be a ghost".

I heard Zhang Liguo's previous words of pretending to be a ghost. I couldn't help but rush up. Without thinking, I walked into the study with great strides and squatted down next to the corpse.

"Bang!"

I pulled the tribute incense out of the paper man's head, and suddenly stuck the yellow paper man heavily on the deceased's face. Subconsciously stood up and jumped back two steps, carefully observing the situation.

The study room was still very quiet, and there was no strange phenomenon in the body. It seemed to be quite safe.

I didn't dare to delay any further, so I took out the gong tied to my waist, raised my hand and knocked it with a wooden hammer, and a harsh gong echoed in the study.

"Clang!!!"

This dark yellow gong is the old man's treasure. It is the same style as the ordinary corpse-driven gong in Xiangxi, but it is a little smaller and as big as the average family job.

Although this gong is small, its origin is not small at all.

It is said that this gong was a treasure passed down from the old man's family from the Tang Dynasty. It was called the Xishen Gong. The wooden hammer tied with a red rope on the gong is the Xishen Gong.

Although the Xishen Gong was a treasure of the Tang Dynasty, there was no copper rust on it that antiques should have. Instead, it looked brand new and brand-new, making people unable to see that this was an old antique. If someone didn't know it, he would probably think it was a modern thing at first sight.

The old man once said that this thing is used to drive corpses to be like a tiger, because the joy god gong is easier to control the corpse than the ordinary Yin gong, and the effect is much better than the Yin gong.

"Everyone drives away the corpse in Xiangxi~~~~" I shouted in a loud voice, with a look of embarrassment on my face.

The old man’s rules are really harmful... I have to shout like this before driving the corpse... Isn’t it funny!

Sure enough, Zhou Yan and Zhang Liguo almost didn't laugh when they heard me shouting like this.

Anyway, it's embarrassing enough, so I don't care about losing a few people, it doesn't matter.

Thinking of this, I pounded the joy gong in my hand heavily, sang the spell taught by the old man, and my eyes suddenly became dazed.

How long has it been since these lyrics been sung?

"The sound of a gong sounds jingle~~The God of Joy looks at the thousands of families~~~There are only ones who cry to the funeral~~~"

"Clang!!"

Another gong of joy sounded, the memories in my eyes became stronger and stronger, and I kept singing the tunes taught by the old man to myself. The fear in my heart had long disappeared, and replaced by unconcealed nostalgia.

"The world is suffering in the world~~Birth, old age, sickness and death are waiting for reincarnation~~~My relatives die thousands of miles away~~Kneel begging the god of joy to send their parents back~~~~"

"Clang!!!Clang!!!"

"The God of Joy has great compassion~~I ordered the corpse craftsman to send his bride back~~~The world is not far away~~~I will definitely return to the ends of the world~~~~~"

After singing this last sentence, I sang the joy gong in my hand heavily, and took a vague step back with my feet, looking carefully at Luo Dahai's corpse.

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

"call out!!!"

A sound similar to a monkey soared into the sky suddenly exploded in the room, and my scalp began to gradually become numb as it 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 thinking about how the sound was made.

This sharp hissing is called the whistle of joy. The old man said that after the casting of the spell is successful, this sound will sound in the area where the spell is casting, so it is often considered a good omen by the corpse-driven person.

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

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

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

"Living...Living..." Zhou Yan took a few steps back tremblingly, even Zhang Liguo was no exception. While seeing Luo Dahai sitting up, the two of them were almost scared to sit on the ground.

Zhang Liguo has been the captain of the criminal police brigade for many years? What kind of corpse has never been seen? What kind of tragic situation has never been seen?

But when he saw such a thing that could not be explained by science, he was also frightened.

The broken corpse actually sat up! Still glaring at himself! Who wouldn't be afraid of such a situation?!

"You retreat, don't come in, if the body is angry with the living..."

Before I could finish my instructions, Zhou Yan immediately took over the sentence: "Is it necessary to cheat the zombie?"

"Do you have cheated on your ancestors! I'm controlling it with the God of Happiness! Have you watched too many movies?!" I cursed in anger and waved my hand at them.

In the trick I learned, there are actually two ways to drive away corpses.

The first, and the most common, attracts souls and brings the souls of the deceased back into the corpse and then rush back to the body.

The second method is the method I use to respond to emergency responses now, asking God of Joy to ask for talismans and using yellow paper people to create an artificial false soul.

Of course, emergency response is emergency. This method can last for a moment and three moments. The body will be restored to its original state in 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, then there must be a spirit in the corpse.

The corpse without soul cannot be moved, even if the ancestor came in person, it would probably be impossible.

The reason why I wanted Zhou Yan and the others to retreat was that this artificial soul was really fragile. If I accidentally get the aura of a living person, I would probably be distracted from the soul. By then, everything I had been working in vain, and I would have to drive away the corpse from scratch again. I would be in trouble.

I looked at Luo Dahai's anger on his face, and I felt panic in my heart. This anger on his face was only before he died, but it did not appear after he died.

If I really had a different expression halfway, I guess I would be scared to death.

Shaking my head, I took a deep breath, and pounded the joy gong in my hand heavily.

"Clang!!!"
Chapter completed!