Six Ways of Fumo

Chapter 1251 The Haystack
Anger, horror, sadness, confusion...all kinds of emotions surged into Ding Ermiao's heart, almost causing his blood to burst into his chest again.

Forced to control the rage in his heart, Ding Ermiao's right hand slightly strengthened and grasped the corpse-beating whip.

Heaven is in good health, and a gentleman is constantly striving for self-improvement.Even if you die here, you must give the final blow!
No matter what attacked him, it was these three old ghosts or the corpses of Ding family ancestors.If you offend me, I will retaliate!
Old Ghost Liu's bell continued to ring.And his footwork also began to change, he kept walking around Ding Ermiao.

In the coffin with the lid already opened, seven zombies suddenly moved together, jumped out of the coffin, and stood on the ground with a thud.The movements are uniform and uniform, comparable to a guard of honor.

"Roar……!"

Seven zombies screamed at the same time, the sound was terrifying.

Ding Ermiao held the whip tightly and looked at him coldly.

I saw only seven zombies. The two at the front were bald and the other had short hair.Behind them, the other five zombies all had big braids, the Qing Dynasty men's hairstyle.

It can be inferred from this that the bald zombie should be his great-grandfather.

The one with the short, ear-to-ear hair and the Republic of China hairstyle should be my grandfather’s grandfather, and so on.From my grandfather onwards, all seven generations of ancestors are here.

What's sad is that these zombies don't know their descendants and are staring at Ding Ermiao viciously.

Ding ding ding..., ding... ding ding!
Following Old Ghost Liu's ringtone, the seven zombies suddenly roared again, and then went crazy, huffed, and tore off the shrouds on their upper bodies!

Under the pale moonlight and will-o'-the-wisps, the seven zombies were all shirtless, separated from the formation, and jumped towards Ding Ermiao step by step.

Ding Ermiao looked carefully, and saw that there was a glowing red line between the belly button and the navel of each zombie!

The red line looks about the thickness of a cigarette, flickering on and off, very strange.

"Roar……!"

Under the command of Old Ghost Liu's bell, the seven zombies jumped forward again.

After this jump, Ding Ermiao only felt his heart pounding, and he had the urge to spurt blood again.

Looking at those zombie ancestors again, the red line on their bodies has shortened by two inches at the top and bottom, concentrating towards the chest!

The red line became thicker, brighter, and weirder.

"My life is at an end..." Ding Ermiao sighed in his heart.

It was obvious that these zombie ancestors were closely related to him.Every time they take a step forward, their heartbeat will increase by one point.

Judging from the pressure in his chest, I'm afraid he will vomit blood and die before these zombie ancestors arrive.

"Roar--!"

Amidst the roar, the seven zombies jumped forward again, less than ten feet away from Ding Ermiao.

Ding Ermiao opened her mouth and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

The distance was too close, even Ksitigarbha's Heart Sutra could not suppress the churning blood in his body.

buzzing...

Thousands of people were stabbed on the ground, shaking and swinging violently, as if they wanted to fly up to protect the Lord, but they were unable to do so.

"Roar!"

The seven zombies moved again and jumped five feet in front of Ding Ermiao.

A red line on their chests had been compressed to about two inches long, emitting a dazzling red light that made Ding Ermiao's face turn red.

"Ding Ermiao, give up." Liu Tianshi rang the bell and said, "Resistance will only bring you more pain."

The middle-aged scribe and the black-faced general breathed a sigh of relief, stood aside with their hands folded, and looked at Ding Ermiao with a smile.

"Before I die, I'll kill you first!" Ding Ermiao suddenly shouted and whipped towards Old Ghost Liu!

Unfortunately, when the zombie whip was just swung, the seven zombies on the opposite side suddenly jumped forward and stood in front of Ding Ermiao.

The red lines on the chests of the seven zombies shrank into a bright red ball.

The ball was about the size of a goose egg, spinning rapidly in front of the zombies' chests, like a ball of burning charcoal, glowing brightly!
"puff……!"

Ding Ermiao spurted blood like rain, and finally fell to the ground on her back. The hand holding the corpse whip also hung down feebly...

There was a clang, and thousands of people stuck on the ground flew up.

However, even the sword of ten thousand people only flew up to a height of more than a foot, and fell to the ground with a clang. The sword bounced and gradually returned to calm.

The sword body, which was originally as clear as autumn water, suddenly became white and unclear.

There was only a trace of movement from the corpse whip. The tip of the whip curled up and swam over like a snake and climbed onto Ding Ermiao's chest.

Then, the corpse-beating whip was wrapped around Ding Ermiao's body several times, and she gradually became quiet.

The seven zombies also stopped moving at the same time and stood there like puppets.

"Master Liu Tianshi, we're done!" The black-faced general clapped and laughed, saying: "Ding Ermiao's Taoism is so powerful that he still died in our hands, haha, so happy!"

But Old Ghost Liu smiled bitterly and sighed: "What an injustice, what an injustice. If I had known this, why did I do it in the first place? It was in vain that Ding Ermiao lived a lonely life, and in the end he still couldn't escape this ending, alas..."

After sighing, Old Ghost Liu bent down and tapped Ding Ermiao's head with his fingers.

But Ding Ermiao was completely dead and showed no reaction.

"Master Liu Tianshi, what are you doing?" the black-faced general asked.

"I temporarily sealed Ding Ermiao's soul in my body to prevent his soul from escaping."

Then, Liu Tianshi straightened up and rang the bell again.Ding Ermiao's zombie ancestors all dispersed the red light on their chests, turned around, returned to their respective places, and returned to their coffins.

Then the black-faced general waved his hand, and countless ghost soldiers emerged from all around, closed the lids of the seven coffins, and pushed the zombies back into the graves.

Those raised graves were covered like bowls.

Everything is restored, and there is no trace of zombies here at all.

"Liu Tianshi, what should we do with Ding Ermiao's body? It's almost dawn, so we can't waste any more time." The black-faced general asked.

"His Highness has a decree to give Ding Ermiao a whole corpse. But... we cannot bury him in the ground. ... Let's just burn it like this. It can be regarded as a whole corpse." Liu Tianshi said.

"What about the soul? Is it just wiped out?" asked the middle-aged scribe.

Old Ghost Liu shook his head and said, "No, take it back and show it to His Highness. Maybe His Highness still has something to ask him."

The middle-aged scribe waved his hand, and the surrounding ghost soldiers understood and turned into a strong wind, blowing up countless corn stalks and dead branches and hay, and piled up a haystack as high as one person beside Ding Ermiao.

It was already past the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the corn in Jiangnan had already matured and was collected by the villagers.The ground is littered with discarded corn stalks, which are easy to collect.

The middle-aged scribe raised his fingers, recited a few incantations, and flicked his fingers to create a will-o'-the-wisp, igniting the haystack.

(End of this chapter)