The family members couldn't help but be surprised at this.
"Isn't it an ordinary 'rune bullet'?"
"This is really difficult to do... It seems we need to find a place with strong Yin energy to raise your corpses first!"
While murmuring softly, the "family" took out a bottle of foul smelling corpse oil and drew a circle around the three corpses evenly, leaving no gaps.
After the corpse oil was spilled, the ants and insects that were originally gnawing on the corpse suddenly died one after another.
Other nearby snakes, insects, and mice also panicked and ran out of their hiding places, instinctively fleeing towards the distance.
After completing all of this, the family members left with peace of mind and walked towards the direction of the town in three steps and two steps.
The family members of the death row inmates walked on foot, but their speed was quite fast, and they quickly reached the edge of the town.
Watching from afar for a while, the high walled power grid and heavily guarded prison murmured to themselves.
"The prison is set up as the 'White Tiger Breaking the Evil Bureau', and this small town is facing the position where 'White Tiger speaks'."
"If there is a cemetery nearby, it must be in town."
"Unfortunately, our 'Gu Jiang Thirteen Gates' are not proficient in feng shui secrets, otherwise it would be much easier to find them..."
Although the town may not be large, it is definitely not small.
In addition, during the day there are many people with mixed eyes, so "family members" dare not be too blatant.
Therefore, after walking and stopping, until the sky gradually darkened, the so-called "corpse breeding ground" could not be found.
Looking at the still crowded town, the family decided to find a place to eat and rest first, and then come out in the middle of the night to continue searching.
After all, at that time, Yang energy was the weakest and it was also the easiest to discover the "extremely Yin place".
If there is a word, it will be long. If there is no word, it will be short. When the moon is dark and the wind is high, the busy town finally quiets down completely.
Even the drunkard had already gone home to sleep.
There are no more pedestrians on the empty street, only the cold night breeze swirling around with debris such as waste paper and plastic bags.
So much so that the "family" walked alone in the middle of the road, appearing extremely desolate.
The family members did not bump around like headless flies during the day.
But instead, he took out a unconscious bat from a cloth bag around his waist, poured out a drop of corpse oil on his fingers, opened the bat's mouth, and applied it.
The bat, who was originally unconscious, licked the corpse oil and immediately came back to life.
Staring crimson eyes, circling in the air, vibrating flesh wings and flying in one direction.
The family members, upon seeing the situation, placed their fingers dipped in corpse oil in their mouths and sucked on them, while quickly following suit.
However, not long after walking, just after turning a few alleys, I saw a group of people wearing mourning clothes walking across from me.
The leaders held brooms, iron chains, willows, and other objects in their hands, slowly moving forward while sweeping the road surface.
At the same time, he kept saying, "You can go with peace of mind when you're old, don't worry about home."
"If there's anything missing below, just give us a dream..."
As the head slaying master, the "family" immediately realized that they had encountered the "Head Seven Sweeping Night" to send the souls of the dead.
At the same time, he secretly harbors bad luck while hiding his body in the dark.
Sweeping the night, young people may not have heard of this custom now.
The meaning is that on the seventh day of a person's death, which is the early morning of the first seven days, the family members of the deceased need to hold chains, brooms, and willow sticks to start sweeping along the funeral route, all the way to the burial site.
The purpose of doing this is twofold.
As soon as I bid farewell, after all, the first seven days are also called the night of the soul.
Remind the deceased that you are already dead and cannot linger in the mortal world, let alone stay at home without leaving.
This will cause yin and yang to clash, which is not good for both the living and the dead;
The second is to escort the deceased safely to the underworld.
Avoid any unexpected events on the road or being bullied by lonely ghosts.
Sweeping the Night is very taboo when someone comes from the opposite side, because it is not good to collide with both the deceased and the person who came back that night.
So the "family members" who are in a hurry to find a place to raise corpses will choose to avoid it.
Even though he is a master of decapitation, it does not mean that he likes to be inexplicably entangled by ghosts.
Unfortunately, many things are not something that can be avoided just by wanting to
Just as the bowing head teacher watched as the night sweeping team left and was about to step out of the darkness to continue chasing bats, he suddenly felt a chill in his spine and instinctively shuddered.
Even a dense layer of goosebumps appeared all over the body in an instant.
The head bowing master is an expert, and immediately knew that he had hit the demon - he was entangled by the undead soul sent by the Night Sweeping Team just now!
While secretly cursing the bad luck, pretending to be indifferent and continuing forward.
As he walked, he grabbed a handful of ashes from his waist and discreetly scattered them on the road.
After walking more than ten meters, the head lowering teacher quietly looked behind him with the skill of bending down and tying shoelaces.
Sure enough, a row of footprints appeared on the freshly sprinkled ashes.
The lowered head teacher couldn't help but sneer and say, "Hmph, just because I don't want to cause trouble doesn't mean I'm afraid of your new soul!"
"Since you're trying to kill yourself, then come with me!"
After speaking, he suddenly quickened his pace and walked towards the remote place with the ghost behind him.
Even the matter of finding a place to raise corpses has been temporarily put aside.
After sprinting for a hundred or ten meters and leaving the residential area, the head lowering teacher suddenly stopped in his tracks.
Quickly turn around and throw the remaining ashes in your hand forward.
Amidst the ashes, a blurry figure appeared as expected, which was the new soul chasing after it.
The bowing head teacher sneered even more at the sight and said, "Heaven has a way, you don't go, hell has no door, you come and join!"
"Since that's the case, then let's take you back and practice 'Ghost Descending'!"
After finishing his words, he quickly took out a toad covered in large bumps all over his body and squeezed it hard with his back to his new soul.
The lumps on the toad's body burst instantly, and the venom drenched New Soul's entire body.
After all, the new soul has just died, so there is no such thing as a Taoist path.
At the moment of being drenched in the venom, he screamed out in agony and frantically rushed towards the head lowering master. The head lowering master still sneered, as if all the actions of the new soul were within his expectations.
Not only did he not hide, but he took out a complete piece of human skin and took the initiative to greet him.
The human skin was shaken open by the head bowed teacher, floating eerily in the air like a bag filled with wind.
And the living soul is like a sparrow actively burrowing into a bag
At this critical moment, an old cough sounded.
Old Sun, holding a hammer in one hand and coffin nails in the other, slowly walked out of the coffin shop.
"There really are experts in the town!" The lowered head teacher saw this and immediately put away his human skin pocket.
But the newly dead ghost still rushed forward without any regard.
Old Sun shook his head helplessly upon seeing the situation, put away his hammer and coffin nails, and pulled out the ink thread that pressed the coffin to straighten it and block it in front of the new soul.
The new soul collided with the ink line and immediately screamed and bounced back.
Old Sun didn't pursue either, just stood in place with a complex gaze at the new soul.
"Ah, what a good person he was when he was alive, how could he become confused after death?"
"As an old neighbor for many years, I advise you to go quickly, dust returns to dust."
"Being too attached to the mortal world is not good for you and your family."
The new soul suffered consecutive blows and seemed to have regained some consciousness.
When he lifted his head again, he could already recognize the old grandson from the coffin shop.
"Sun, Brother Sun, I died unjustly! I still don't know how I died!"
"I asked the ghost messenger who was haunted by the soul, but he didn't tell me. He only said 'I'm dead, I'm dead, I'm dead, I'm dead.' Since I'm dead, don't worry about worldly affairs anymore."
"I don't want to be a foolish ghost. Please kindly ask Brother Sun to help me extend my life!"
The Sun shopkeeper of the coffin shop's face slightly changed upon hearing this, but he just shook his head and sighed.
He is just a mere "black footed coffin lifter", far from being able to extend one's life, let alone reverse life and death.
Furthermore, there is a great terror between life and death. Even the Hu family members, who are as strong as the world's top horseback immortals, were unable to return when they went through the underworld to save a horseback disciple.