A thought came to his mind: I have to enter the village quickly!

The coffin was so heavy that it was so heavy that the group gritted their teeth and finally carried it into the village's war temple.

As the coffin fell on the wooden rack, eight people collapsed to the ground, sweating all over!

The people of Jiuli have always been martial and good at fighting. The War Merit Temple is a ancestral hall in which every village collects the corpses of the clan. The ancestor of Jiuli, the god of warriors in the mountains, and Chiyou!

Hearing their voices, a hunchbacked old man walked out of the War God Temple.

His face was full of wrinkles and his old-fashioned spots piled up on his face, like patches piled up on patches.

"What's going on?" asked the hunchbacked old man slowly, "Mingjiewa, why do you put your father's coffin..."

"Second Grandpa, there is a ghost in the coffin." Li Lianmingjie said as calmly as possible.

The hunchbacked old man sneered, and he came up and reached out to take a shot on the coffin, saying, "What kind of demon and ghost dare to enter our Jiulidong to cause trouble? This is seeking death!"

His openness and confidence infected the men around him, and the anxious men calmed down one after another.

The hunchbacked old man shouted, "Open the coffin! Ancestor Chiyou is here, even if the King of Hell comes, you have to be polite to us!"

The lid of the coffin slowly opened.

The cold breath spreads out.

The war merit temple suddenly felt a cold wind whistling.

The old corpse with bloody chests revealed its true face again.

The hunchbacked old man walked up and took a look, saying, "Is he killed by a horse?"

Li Lianmingjie's heart was shocked and he hurriedly asked, "Why did Grandpa say this?"

The hunchbacked old man casually pointed to the corpse's vague chest and said, "Look at him, wasn't this kicked by a horse's hooves?"

Li Lianmingjie followed and took a step back subconsciously: "Why is its mouth open?"

The old corpse opened its mouth, revealing its withered and dark red gums, without a single tooth.

The hunchbacked old man frowned and said, "It didn't open its mouth at first?"

"No, absolutely not!" Li Lian Zhuangshi rushed to say.

The old man looked at him with contempt and said, "Look at your cowardly appearance, just a corpse, what are you afraid of?"

He reached out and pushed up under the old man's chin

Not moving at all.

The hunchbacked old man's eyelids twitched, and he said slowly: "Hmph! You young people are really incompetent! How can this be a ghost? This is just a corpse! A dead corpse is so scared? Haven't he killed anyone?"

Li Lian asked timidly: "Grandpa Second, how did this corpse enter the coffin? Why did it open its mouth? Is it having any last wish?"

Someone couldn't stand the pressure anymore and stepped back and said, "I, I, Brother Mingjie, I don't want money anymore. I don't know the money anymore. I will go home first. My mother, my mother is calling me for dinner!"

"I want to go back too." Someone else turned around and ran away, "I have a stomachache, I'll go home and shit!"

Half of the people scattered in a hurry.

But more people came soon. When the people in the village heard that they came back with a strange corpse, they even ran out torches to watch the fun.

The people of Jiulidong Mountain are fierce, both men, women, young and old, who have killed people and drunk blood, and they are not afraid of this corpse.

Looking at the old corpse with open mouth and blood, the group of people squeezed around not only wasn't afraid, but instead rushed to come up with ideas to close its mouth:

"Make a hot towel and cover it with a hot towel. When it's cold, my dad's knees will become hard, and then my mom will be soft after covering it with a hot towel."

"No, right? I scrubbed my bath with a hot towel. When I rubbed it down, I felt hot and hard."

"It's easy to deal with if it's hard. Let your sister-in-law hold it in your mouth and suck it, and it will become soft after sucking, haha!"

"Then let Gangwa's sister-in-law hold the old corpse's chin and suck it!"

"Suck your mother, you're so bad!"

"If you don't think it smells bad, just suck it. I have no objection."

There were laughter everywhere.

The hunchbacked old man sternly said, "Shut up! Where did you treat this place? This is a war merit temple, not your slutty bed!"

As soon as he got angry, the mountain people smirked and shut up.

The old man walked around the coffin and said contemptuously: "I don't know where a dog bullshit came from. He actually dared to make trouble on the ground in our Li Lian Twelve Villages. It's such a big courage!"

"It seems that I don't show any skills. It thinks our village is easy to bully!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the hunchbacked old man shook his body suddenly. His waist and back were straightened up, and his hand touched his waist, and a small and strange skull appeared on his hand.

He murmured to himself, and with his other hand, he made a mysterious gesture and suddenly pointed it at the head of the skull. Green flames immediately emerged from the eye sockets of the skull.

The old man smiled sinisterly and fiercely, waved his hand and patted the little skull on the forehead of the old corpse.

The old corpse's mouth suddenly opened wider, and he went up and bit his palm.

The old man screamed like he was bitten by a dog!

The people next to him were shocked to see this and retreated one after another: "It's a corpse! The second master let the ghost bite!"

The people behind were curious about not seeing what happened, and they pushed forward one after another: "What? Second Master bit the ghost? Where did the second Master bit the ghost? Did he bit the chicken? Once I saw Second Master biting Zhu Ge's chicken."

The crowd was crowded, and finally the person in front of him crashed into the coffin!

Once there is a corpse in the coffin, it cannot be placed on the ground unless it is placed in the tomb and enters the cave, so it is placed on a wooden rack.

The wooden frame was not solid enough after all, and was shaken by the messy impact of several people!

The hunchbacked old man shouted sternly: "Don't let it be a stinky criticism..."

He only said half of the warning, and the wooden frame was shaking violently and suddenly fell apart!

In this way, the coffin collapsed from the scattered side, and someone came here to crash into it, and the coffin collapsed and smashed it!

A shrill wail immediately sounded!

Everyone was frightened, and they retreated one after another, leaving only two people pressed on the ground by the coffin.

One of the two people had a very shrill howling, while the other didn't make a sound, just staring at the face in front of him.

The old corpse's upper body rolled out of the coffin and happened to be close to the man.

It still had its eyes closed and its mouth wide open.

The gums in the mouth are very clear and the throat is deep...

The young man dared not speak out. As long as he opened his mouth, he would take a breath with the old corpse!

Then the old corpse opened his eyes.

A more shrill scream rang out.

The hunchbacked old man shook his hand and shouted to the left and right: "Mingjie, Mingqiao! Hurry up, help the coffin up!"

Li Lianmingjie was shocked and shouted: "Second Grandpa, open his eyes, open it, open it!"

The hunchbacked old man sprinkled a handful of white stone powder. The stone powder had a pungent smell, and several people coughed and sneezed.

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"Pull it up quickly! Don't let it land!" the hunchbacked old man said sternly.

A calm and loud voice sounded: "Follow me up and help it up!"

A burly man quickly stepped forward and grabbed the coffin. He brought a few strong young men. These people worked hard together, and the coffin did not move!

It's like nailing to the ground!

Seeing that the man's face became ugly, he looked at the hunchbacked old man. The old man rushed into the inner hall and hugged a root carving that seemed to be a fierce general and slapped it on the head of the old corpse: "Who is the monster? I won't surrender!"

"Get up!" The burly man took the opportunity to turn over the coffin, and someone put on a wooden board, and finally pulled the coffin up.

At this time, a cheer came from the crowd: "The village master is amazing!"

The village leader asked, "What's going on? Mingjie, tell me clearly what you encountered today!"

Li Lianmingjie was frightened to tell the story of Wang Qilin and his gang on the way. He was not stupid, so he naturally understood that it was the problem with this gang.

But he hid the money in his arms.

They can't be worried and scared for nothing today!

After hearing this, the village leader smiled coldly and said, "You stupid dogs, someone is treating you! Okay, don't be afraid, someone is making trouble behind the scenes!"

"But they are blind and dare to attack our Jiulidong. Even if they are Shushan Feijian Immortals, we have to make them pay the price!"

A young man stood up in pain while holding the coffin. He looked into the coffin in horror, and then screamed in horror: "Ahhhh!"

"What's the name? A timid dog!" The village leader went up and slapped him.

The young man pointed to the old corpse in the coffin and stumbled and shouted: "He, he, his mouth, his mouth! Its mouth!"

Everyone looked into the coffin and found that the old corpse's mouth was wider and his chin was even pressed against his neck.

Li Lianmingjie felt cold in his heart, and he whispered: "Master, why is he a bit like a member of the Great Heidong Snake Clan?"
To be continued...