I'm really not a magician

Up to the top of the mountain, there is an open space of more than 100 square meters, which is concave like a basin.

Even if you don't need a flashlight, you can see that it is full of people in white clothes, but these people are all with their backs to us.

I counted about ten in each row. There are ten rows.

"Wow, what a big scene." Du Zhiye said in surprise.

I frowned because these people stood motionless and their bodies looked very stiff.

Moreover, I practice soul determination and am particularly sensitive to Yin Qi.

Just a few seconds of judgment, I understood that the 100 people in long white clothes were not living people, but dead bodies.

You Tong flashed away. These people only have death Qi, not corpse Qi.

In other words, they are just dead bodies, not zombies. The reason why they can stand up is that someone has performed autopsy on them.

There is no doubt that this person is Jiangbei.

I turned around and looked at Jiangbei. I didn't expect that he looked like a Xueba. He still had this ability.

But although this way of expression is novel, it is also a little abnormal.

"This is my family and friends group. We've rehearsed for a long time. Today I'll report to you." Jiangbei said to Chen Qingye.

Chen Qingye's face is a little strange and can't see her emotions, but I'm sure she should have seen that these people are not living.

"My dearest goddess, can my relatives and friends and I start performing?" Jiangbei asked seriously.

Chen Qingye nodded and didn't speak.

Jiangbei took two steps forward, then took out a lighter, pulled away the haystack in front, and revealed a small ditch that had just been dug up.

There is some fuel stained with gasoline in the small ditch. When you look carefully, the small ditch is very long, enough to surround the whole basin.

The lighter ignited the fuel, and immediately the fire spread along the ditch, directly forming a huge fire circle.

The originally dark back mountain suddenly became bright, and the flames lit up in the ditch, which looked particularly spectacular.

Jiangbei took out a bell from his backpack and said a spell.

"Open the heaven, make people live forever, three souls and seven souls, return to God and turn against the baby, three souls on the left and seven souls on the right, listen to God's orders, but you can't see them, sit down and know them. It's as urgent as a law!"

This is the corpse control spell used to drive away the corpse.

Du Zhiye grabbed my arm and whispered, "brother soul, how do you feel that what he reads is strange?"

"This is a corpse control curse. His relatives and friends are all dead bodies," I whispered.

Du Zhiye was stunned, but the hand holding my arm was tighter: "he didn't get all the bodies donated by others in the medical school."

"No, I'll protect you." I patted her hand and whispered.

Standing next to Chen Qingye, she has no fear at all. She is a Yang demon. She must not care about these dead bodies that are not even zombies.

"Jingling bell ~ ~" Jiangbei rang a bell fiercely, and the dead began to move.

They used jumping to find new positions. In less than ten seconds, they formed the words "Chen Qingye" with their own bodies.

Jiangbei showed a satisfied smile at the corners of his mouth, and then he shook the bell twice.

Those corpses changed their formation again to form the word array of I love u.

Next, the dead bodies, like well-trained soldiers, formed a Tibetan Poem under the control of Jiangbei bell.

"Love in the cold winter."

"There is an incomplete moon on the."

"Green calls spring."

"Wild green summer never dies."

"See the autumn wind again."

"Sweep the leaves before winter."

"I don't want to return in my old age."

"May you tie a knot of one heart."

The corpse's interpretation of this poem took four or five minutes. Hiding his head is "another year's wish to fall in love with Qingye".

When the last poem came out, Jiangbei turned to look at Chen Qingye, took out a wrapped gift, knelt down on one knee and repeated the poem.

Then he opened his mouth and asked, "Qingye, can you accept me?"

Chen Qingye was stunned. You don't have to think about how much effort Jiangbei spent in this seemingly abnormal confession ceremony.

Besides, it takes a lot of effort to find these 100 dead bodies, let alone such a complex rehearsal.

Chen Qingye didn't speak. She seemed to be thinking about something. Her eyes were also slightly filled with excited tears. She didn't know whether it was moving or something else.

Jiangbei smiled awkwardly, then picked up the bell and shook it fiercely.

The dead bodies all jumped and turned directly.

The blue face looked terrible, and there was a yellow body control symbol on his forehead.

The clever thing is that some of the dead bodies' faces were painted with luminous powder, and their green faces formed three words in the basin: "promise him!"

When I saw this scene, my eyebrows were frowned, and there was even a sense of "promise or die".

"Brother soul, let's go over there." Du Zhiye pulled me. It seems that some can't accept this scene.

Du Zhiye and I walked out a few meters. This way of confession should be replaced by ordinary people. We were scared to death early.

Jiangbei is really a "talented person" who can think of such a way to express himself.

Strangely, Chen Qingye seemed to be moved.

But on second thought, I didn't feel strange, because Chen Qingye was a demon and had no resistance to human corpses.

It's like we humans are not afraid to see the corpse of an animal.

"Brother soul, I'm a little afraid." Du Zhiye said, and then whispered, "this Jiangbei is so abnormal."

I was just about to speak when I suddenly saw a dead body moving for no reason among the dead bodies in the basin.

A group of dead bodies did not move. As long as one moved, it would be particularly conspicuous.

The dead body suddenly pulled off his white clothes, then took out a bell from the black clothes inside and began to shake, with some dialect spells in his mouth.

I subconsciously put Du Zhiye behind me and turned to look at Jiangbei.

Jiangbei was also a little flustered at this time. He turned to look at the people suddenly emerging from the basin and subconsciously blocked Chen Qingye.

Obviously, this sudden change is no longer a part of the confession ceremony, but an accident.

Just wondering, the man in black finished reading the spell. The next second, the body control talisman on the forehead of those dead bodies ignited spontaneously.

"No, burning runes to disintegrate corpses, and fire spirits are possessed. These corpses will be out of control." I said, and took out the dagger at my waist with my backhand.

The so-called fire spirit attachment relies on the spontaneous combustion of the corpse control charm to make the dead get energy and make these corpses out of control.

Although the time is only an hour, the dead body possessed by the fire spirit has extremely sensitive action and great strength, which is much stronger than most ordinary people.

This autopsy is an advanced autopsy and requires blood sacrifice.

The man who has been mixing in the corpse pile has absolutely high attainments in corpse control.

When the corpse control talisman burned out, the dead began to lose control and began to spin around in place.

"What's the matter?" Jiang Bei was stunned and shook the bell desperately, but it had no effect.

I hurriedly shouted: "seven turn back, these dead bodies will soon get out of control."

"What to do, brother soul!" Du Zhiye was afraid, but he was brave and didn't flinch.

"There's no way. Once these dead bodies go down the mountain, the school will be chaotic." I looked at the man in black in the corpse pile. Now if I want to stop these dead bodies, I have to get the bell blessed by magic in his hand.

The man in black wore a Batman mask, revealing only a thin red lip.

Look at the mouth like a woman, but look at the body like a man.

He smiled at the corners of his mouth and looked straight at me.

"Qingye, protect Zhiye." I shouted and rushed directly into the basin.

Those dead bodies are still seven turns back and haven't stopped me for the time being, but the man in black seems to see through my thoughts. He smiled at me, released his hand holding the bell, and then stepped on the bell with one foot.

"It's too late!" I scolded, and the dagger in my hand came out. The dagger rotated and shot fiercely at the bell on the ground.

With a "Ding", the handle of the dagger sank into the bell accurately, and the bell was hit far by the dagger.

The man in black stepped into the air, then he looked up at me, turned his head and ran towards the bell.

He still wants to destroy the bell.

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