Chapter 322
Chapter 322
After Madonna's death, her ashes were buried in Babaoshan, the nearest cemetery nearby, but even so, it was still dozens of miles away from the Jinyu Building.
It was close to dusk when He Yingqiu took Ma Xiaoling down the mountain from Babaoshan Cemetery.
Ma Xiaoling was holding Madonna's black-and-white portrait in her hand, feeling depressed, and He Yingqiu comforted her beside her.
"Xiaoling, your great-aunt is only gone physically, but her soul is still here, don't be too sad."
He Yingqiu reached out and touched Xiaoling's head.
Ma Xiaoling raised her head and said, "I know, Uncle Qiu, don't you think the surroundings are a little weird?"
He Yingqiu then looked around, and there were tombstones everywhere, densely packed, and it looked quite creepy.
"Except that the yin energy is a little heavier, there is nothing weird."
He Yingqiu scratched his head.
There are both burials and cremations in Babaoshan. Some tombstones are buried with ashes, while others are buried with corpses.
"I always feel like something is following us. My aunt said that she only set up a magic circle in the Jinyu Building and told me not to leave too far if there is nothing to do."
Ma Xiaoling couldn't help but turn around and look behind her, but there seemed to be nothing behind her except the tombstone.
He Yingqiu also looked at it and said with a smile: "Xiaoling, even if there is something weird, don't forget that we are from Nanmao and Beima, and I run a funeral shop."
Babaoshan is very large, and there is a crematorium on it. Many people choose to cremate here.
There are dark clouds over Babaoshan, which is a unique aura that makes it gloomy.
The crematorium is surrounded by cemeteries, and there are only a few people guarding the cemeteries, and they are too busy to handle it.
There are even weeds growing around some tombstones, and no one takes care of them. This Babaoshan is only in a semi-developed state, and there are many big trees and bushes around.
It is close to dusk, and there are basically no people coming to worship.
People usually choose to worship in the morning, and there are no people in the afternoon.
The cemetery was halfway up the mountain. As they walked down, Ma Xiaoling kept looking back, always feeling that something was watching them.
At this moment, a half-figure appeared from behind a tombstone. The man's face was mostly rotten, his clothes were tattered, and even one of his eyes had fallen out, leaving a dark eye socket.
Judging from his body shape, this half-rotten strange existence was a man. When Ma Xiaoling walked a little further, she arrived at Madonna's tomb.
There were many offerings placed here. The man grinned, pounced on them, stretched out his hand to grab the roast chicken and stuffed it into his mouth.
"How dare you! You dare to steal Nana's offerings!"
He Yingqiu's voice rang out.
Ma Xiaoling and He Yingqiu appeared not far away, both with gloomy faces. Ma Xiaoling even held the portrait in one hand and the Demon-Subduing Sword in the other.
"Good...delicious!"
The half-rotten man turned around and grinned.
"It's delicious, but you can't eat it secretly. You are not a living person, but a zombie?" He Yingqiu asked in a deep voice. "Uncle Qiu, he is not a zombie, but a rotten corpse. It's strange that he has his own consciousness. It should be that his soul is trapped in the body, although I don't know why." Ma Xiaoling answered. "Xiaoling, you know all this?" He Yingqiu was a little surprised that Ma Xiaoling knew so much, which made his old face blush. After eating the sacrifice, the rotten corpse hid behind the tombstone stealthily, poked its head out, and looked at the two of them in a panic. It seemed to be quite timid. "It's okay to hide there? Come out, don't force me to do it." He Yingqiu looked at the rotten corpse behind the tombstone in a deep voice, and his voice became louder. "Don't... don't kill me, I'm coming out."
The rotten corpse came out and said, "I'm so hungry, I just want to eat, but eating can't fill my stomach. After coming out of the back mountain, I forgot a lot of things. I wanted to go down the mountain, but someone saw me and was scared, so I came up again."
"The back mountain? The back mountain is an undeveloped place. There are indeed many desolate graves there. Take us there."
He Yingqiu said.
"Uncle Qiu, it will be night soon. Let's come early tomorrow morning. Don't take risks."
Ma Xiaoling reminded.
If it is an evil cultivator who can trap a person's soul in the flesh and form this kind of rotten corpse, it must be difficult to provoke.
Moreover, evil cultivators like to use these dead bodies to practice. Most of the back mountains are unmanaged. After all, the developed cemeteries need to be charged.
"Uncle Qiu, I have practiced Taoism for decades. If I can't solve this little thing, I won't open the funeral shop. Let's go, lead the way."
He Yingqiu waved his hand.
The rotten corpse grinned and turned to walk back to the mountain.
Ma Xiaoling followed behind and muttered, "Aren't you alreadyOpen a game hall? The funeral shop has been closed for a long time. "
The voice was very low, and He Yingqiu did not hear it.
He Yingqiu limped behind the corpse, gradually leaving the cemetery and heading to the back mountain.
At this time, the sky had completely darkened, and it was pitch black around, almost pitch black.
Soon, the two followed the corpse to the desolate grave in the back mountain. There was a rotten smell in front of them. There was a thatched house next to the desolate grave, and there was a dim light in the house.
The light did not shine far and was swallowed by the surrounding black fog.
"This is not a place you can come to, leave quickly."
An old voice came from the thatched house.
"Did you create this corpse? What is your intention to trap the soul of a person in the flesh? "
He Yingqiu ignored him and stood outside the thatched house, asking in a deep voice.
"It's not me, but this person's soul is hidden in the body and can't come out. This is not his original body. He just hid from the ghost and entered other corpses. After a long time, he was trapped."
The voice in the house began to explain.
He Yingqiu glanced at the rotten corpse next to him. The rotten corpse grinned and suddenly became ferocious. It opened its mouth and rushed towards He Yingqiu, roaring: "Hungry, I'm too hungry. I can't eat enough. I'll eat you."
"Uncle Qiu, be careful! "
Ma Xiaoling had been watching the corpse from the side, and when she saw him suddenly jump up, she immediately warned him.
He Yingqiu glanced at it, and a yellow talisman appeared in his hand. At the moment when the corpse rushed over, the yellow talisman was attached to its forehead, and its body suddenly retreated.
The corpse missed, and the yellow talisman on the center of its eyebrows burned, and in an instant, the corpse was on fire.
"Gravekeeper, save me!"
The corpse ran to the thatched hut.
But there seemed to be a transparent barrier outside the thatched hut, and no matter how the corpse attacked, it could not get close to the thatched hut.
"You have brought this upon yourself. You don't want to return to the underworld, but hide in this corpse to avoid the ghost. Do you still want me to save you? If you can't even deal with this person, you'd better die. "
The cold voice of the old man came from the thatched house.
In the rolling flames, the body of the rotten corpse began to burn, and a figure walked out. It was a middle-aged man wearing a mandarin jacket. There were traces of burning on his face and body, and even some of the flesh was rolled up.
The pungent smell of smoke came from all around. Ma Xiaoling couldn't help but cover her nose, looking at the resentment rising from the man, her brows slightly frowned.
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