The years of reselling the haunted house

Chapter 115 Dead Walking Dead Road
The night wind blew over and hit the banner bearer.

It gave me the impression that the person holding the banner was always wearing white clothes.Only then did I realize that where the white clothes were, it was clearly white hair.

Because the wind blew on his body, those hairs fluctuated with the wind.

What caught my attention even more was that the banner bearer had a very special body structure, with a short upper body and a long lower body, and the proportions were extremely uncoordinated, making it look awkward.

And the face of the man holding the banner was facing me, with a pair of deep eyes staring at me firmly.

Seeing those eyes, I couldn't help but tense up, as if those eyes could see through me.I have a guilty conscience, after all, I am not a real bone picker, but I am wearing a bone picker's outfit to show off in the market.

Now I'm basically sure that the person holding the banner in front of me should be the mountain ghost that the old stall said.It's just that unlike the mountain ghost I've seen, he is much taller, at 1.8 meters.And the mountain ghost attracted by the light of my flashlight is only 1.5 meters tall.But this is also normal, people are divided into three, six or nine classes, and the heights are not equal, let alone mountain ghosts.

I don't know why this banner bearer is a mountain ghost. Is he becoming a spirit or is someone manipulating him?More and more questions are generated in my mind.

Seeing the sharp eyes of the man holding the banner, I was afraid that he would see something and dare not look at him, so I turned my eyes to the corpse line.

The banner bearer took off the copper bell on the spirit banner, held it in his hand, and did not make a bell.The corpse team did not move forward, but stood neatly on the path.

Just like that, there were two transparent flags beside me, a bone-seeking lamp on the ground, and a few incense sticks in my hand, one of which was already lit, and a plume of smoke rose straight to my nose.

On the opposite side was the strange banner bearer, and behind him was the strange group of corpses preparing to be buried on the cliff.

This confrontation lasted for about ten minutes.

These ten minutes, I have lived longer than ten hours.Sweat kept dripping from my forehead, running down my face, and I didn't dare to wipe it off.

Didn't the old stall say that these people will pass by me, people walk on the road, and corpses walk on the road of corpses?Why do you stand still? Could it be that you see that I am a fake?

I was thinking wildly in my mind, and suddenly realized a serious problem.

I was so nervous that I forgot a link.

The old stall asked me to recite that set of formulas at this time.

But at this time, it might be that the banner bearer got impatient, his eyes suddenly shone in the moonlight, and his body moved, it seemed that he was about to come over.

But in my desperation, I couldn't remember how the formula started.

Immediately, I broke out in a cold sweat again, and was blown by the night wind, and even shivered several times in a row.

The brass bell in the banner bearer's hand was raised again, with a clatter, the brass bell rang, and a string of crisp bells resounded on the top of the mountain.

"Mountains... rocks, water and soil..."

Being so frightened by him, I finally remembered those few formulas and blurted out the first one.

The brass bell of the banner bearer was held in the air, and upon hearing this sentence, he stopped his next move.

"Mountains, rocks, water and soil, search for corpses and bones, ashes to ashes, dust to dust, yin people to bury, yang people to find their ancestors..." I suppressed the tension in my heart, and finally read out a series of formulas in full.

Immediately afterwards, I read it a second time, and a third time...

The body of the banner bearer flashed to the side of the path, and the copper bell in his hand rang again.

As he got out of the way, the corpse team was exposed.A group of corpses wearing shrouds moved slowly, along the path, and moved straight towards me.

In fact, I have seen corpses walking in the underground parking lot of Tianyou Square.At that time, the two corpses attacked me and Liang Yue, so there were not many surprises when the corpses walked.

But today is different. Most of these corpses have been buried in the cliff, that is to say, they have been smashed to pieces, because they have resentment in their hearts, their souls linger, and the mountain dogs do not eat.They were picked up by the old bone picker and re-stitched by the corpse stitcher.I don’t think it’s a big deal to say these things, but when I think about it, every step is enough to make a thriller.

The person carrying the banner should have issued an order to move forward, and the corpse line was getting closer and closer to me.

These body parts must have been formed for a long time. According to the old stall, they were sewn together and placed in the mountain pool for embalming.As they approached, I smelled a strange smell on my nose.The smell is not smelly, sour or sour, it smells very uncomfortable.

Fortunately, they were all wearing shrouds, which were so fat that they basically covered their entire bodies.Only the face and neck are exposed.This has less visual impact on me.

The first person to walk over was a man, his whole body was dripping wet, his face was completely changed, one eyeball was gone, only an empty hole was left, and the exposed skin on his face and neck was also blue-gray. If you look closely, you can still see traces of stitches.

I didn't dare to stop, I was still chanting those few mantras over and over again, the incense stick in my hand was already half burned.

The man came up to me and stopped.

I shivered, and my one eye met his.

The eyes may have lost the ability to close, staring round, without blinking.

I could feel that the voice of my chanting mantra had already started to tremble, and I had no idea what he was going to do to me next.The time is tight, and the old stall owner has no time to tell me the detailed details.

I gritted my teeth and forced myself to calm down.I know that if I do something inconsistent with the status of a bone picker, the consequences will be disastrous.Just like what the old man said, not only will he be finished, but he will also be implicated.

After going through many things, I have firmly believed in the words of the old stall.

The man stayed in front of me for more than ten seconds, then suddenly opened his mouth.

When he opened his mouth, the unpleasant smell became even stronger, and it made me almost vomit.

Immediately afterwards, the smoke rising from the Buddhist incense in my hand was inhaled along his mouth.

I understand that these corpses are dead people, they no longer need to breathe, let alone use their noses to breathe.If you want to ingest the smoke of these Buddha incense, you can only through your mouth.

After taking a big breath of smoke, he closed his mouth, hesitated for a moment, and walked towards my right.

I remember the flag on the right hand side, which means that there is a way to the underworld, that is to say, it is for the dead.

In this way, he passed me, made a half-circle from the flag, and continued down the road behind me.

Immediately after was the second one. The second one was an elderly man. The body stitcher was a good crafter, and his beard had been restored.

(End of this chapter)