Reborn genius girl fortune teller

Chapter 543 The Beautiful Living Dead (1)

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The coffin lid was slowly pushed away, and a strange elegant fragrance wafted out. Yang Zimei hurriedly blocked her sense of smell, fearing that she would be poisoned.

The coffin was completely pushed open, and the dead person lying inside was actually a woman with a handsome face, wearing a gorgeous and complicated kimono, and wearing a delicate Japanese-style hair bun. She was about 25-28 years old.

I saw that her skin still maintained the elasticity and luster of her life, and she was in a state as if she had just fallen asleep, but there was a faintly strange look on her face.

Seeing this corpse, Yang Zimei was almost stunned.

She looked back at Master.

Just when she turned her head to look at Yuqing, the woman's thick eyelashes moved slightly.

"Sister, she's waking up!"

Xiao Qian yelled.

Startled, Yang Zimei turned her head quickly, and the charm in her hand quickly stuck to the forehead and limbs of the woman in kimono.

This corpse has absorbed the souls of the five people who came to the door, and it can completely live like a living dead.

Flashing the word "undead", Yang Zimei thought of the man in black suit named Qing Yun in City B, and had a flash of inspiration, maybe he was also a living dead.

But, how did the living dead survive in the state of a normal person?
She really didn't understand how the living dead were cultivated.

"Niu Niu, start attracting souls!"

Yuqing shouted from above, "Don't waste time!"

"Well, uncle, burn the soul-inducing incense."

Yang Zimei put aside the idea of ​​the living dead, and began to recite the soul-inducing spell, and the aunt above, under Yu Zhenzi's instructions, began to call her relatives' names...

The corpse suddenly moved, the fingers lifted slightly, but then hung down feebly.

Seeing that she couldn't summon normally, Yang Zimei had no choice but to poke her finger on her forehead, and began to instill the spell directly into her forehead...

A wisp of soul flew away from the corpse...

"Hmm..."

The host's uncle woke up leisurely, sat up, looked around blankly, wanted to ask something, but was stopped by Yuqing so that he would not disturb Yang Zimei's thoughts.

Strand after strand of souls separated, and all five people woke up.

Yang Zimei's vitality has been exhausted at this time.

"Niu Niu, break up the spiritual consciousness of this dead soul, and then burn the body."

Seeing that the work was done, Yuqing told Yang Zimei from above.

Yang Zimei found that there were still two wisps of soul left on the corpse, which was not like a dead person in the traditional sense at all.

what happened?

Just as she was wondering, she suddenly realized that the evil spirit around her did not come from this corpse, but continued to come from the soil below.

Could it be that there are still corpses down there?
"Master, there is a situation!"

Yang Zimei told Yuqing what she found.

"Then get this coffin up first!" Yuqing's expression became solemn, "Temporarily keep her spiritual consciousness."

Luo Yinghao and Yu Zhenzi jumped down and carried the coffin up.

As soon as the coffin left, a huge evil spirit emerged from the ground.

The small iron tower in Yang Zimei's hand began to absorb the evil spirit crazily...

Then, many dead souls began to emerge.

Yang Zimei didn't bother to think about it anymore, and directly took the soul-gathering mirror, and put the dead souls into it one by one.

These dead souls are all full of evil resentment, and she can't let go of any of them.

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(End of this chapter)