Chapter 180 Flying Clothes

The middle-aged man of the Liu family never thought that Zhang Ming and his group of young people were so amazing. They could see the problem of Feng Shui, but they dared to dig graves.

When they were digging graves, they reminded them not to dig, but they didn't listen. Now it seems that he was overthinking. They dealt with the corpses like a game.

"Alas... I hope these young people can solve the problem of the Ye family..."

The middle-aged man sighed and continued to watch.

Zhang Ming and his group looked at the old lady's corpse on the ground, and then said, "Brothers, keep going!"

So they dug two more graves in a row, and solved two more corpses with great effort.

So far, a total of five have been solved, with two more to go.

Those two were the oldest, almost a hundred years old, and definitely not easy to deal with.

Therefore, Zhang Ming and his team decided to place the red rope and the talisman array directly on the coffin after previous experience and analysis. The moment the coffin was opened, the zombie was hit.

So they started to quickly place the talisman red rope on the coffin, and then pried open the coffin lid.

At that moment, the corpse inside bounced up directly, and then directly touched the talisman array and the red rope net arranged on the coffin. With a series of snapping sounds, it flew back into the coffin.

Looking at the zombie again, smoke was coming out of its body, and its clothes were burnt black.

This was the easiest time. The zombie couldn't get out no matter how hard it struggled, so Zhang Ming and his team surrounded the coffin and kept attacking it with magic and instruments.

Two minutes later, the corpse was motionless in the coffin.

"Next..." The yellow-haired man laughed, and Zhang Ming and the fat man also easily reached the last grave.

These people were already familiar with dealing with zombies, and they were able to deal with a corpse as if nothing had happened.

Then they dug the last grave and opened the coffin after some arrangements.

They thought it would be as smooth as before, but as soon as the coffin was opened, the corpse inside flew up with a bang, directly impacting all the red rope talismans arranged on the coffin.

Zhang Ming and his three companions were stunned. Hu Fei, who was watching the show not far away, laughed and said, "It seems that this zombie is not easy to deal with..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he realized that the zombie that jumped so high seemed to be falling towards him.

His face changed immediately, and he covered his butt in fear. It was probably because of a shadow in his heart.

Zhang Ming and his companions rushed up quickly. For a while, copper coins were flying, wooden sticks were stabbing, and talismans were flying backwards. It was so lively.

After a battle, Zhang Ming and his companions paid a lot of effort this time. Finally, they finally defeated the zombie and dissipated all the evil spirits on its body.

In the end, the few people sat on the ground panting. It was definitely a great achievement to deal with six evil corpses in one night.

Looking at the six bodies on the ground, Zhang Ming rested for a while and said to Ye Ling:

"Tomorrow morning, we can have someone come and bury the bodies again. Just choose a place in the cemetery in the village below."

"Don't choose a Feng Shui treasure land?" Ye Ling asked.

Zhang Ming shook his head and said: "Huang Mao said that a good Feng Shui treasure land may not be suitable for everyone. If it is not done well, it will become a big problem.

Your ancestors have already brought disaster to a Feng Shui treasure land. Even if you can enjoy it in your life, you can't have a second Feng Shui treasure land."

Huang Mao nodded and said: "That's right. If you want your ancestors to have another accident, we don't mind helping you find a Feng Shui treasure land." "

Uh... Then just bury them normally." Ye Ling panicked.

Zhang Ming smiled, but then his face changed and said: "Huh..."

"What's wrong?" Huang Mao and Fatty looked at Zhang Ming in confusion.

Zhang Ming frowned and said, "I feel... there seems to be something under this grave?"

"Ah?" Ye Ling said, "Only seven ancestors of my family are buried here. That's it?"

"No..." Zhang Ming stood up from the ground, staring at the seven dug graves.

At this moment, behind the tree in the distance, after seeing Zhang Ming's abnormality, his face changed and he whispered: "Finally... he came out..."

He showed fear on his face, and then said after a while: "It will come out sooner or later... I hope they can deal with it... Alas..."

Zhang Ming was staring at the seven graves at this moment, and said seriously: "Something is wrong... There must be something under here, and it feels very scary..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw black smoke coming out of the seven graves.

This black smoke is not evil spirit, nor does it come from the corpse, because at this time, the seven corpses were moved aside and arranged neatly.

What is the black smoke? What is underground?

Zhang Ming had a bad feeling in his heart, he hurried forward, carefully observed the black smoke, and said in surprise:

"It's a bit like the aura of Bai Miansheng and the others, but this aura is more intense and evil... So is this evil energy?"

The yellow-haired man, the fat man and Liu Yan'er came up to see, and then Liu Yan'er said:

"This evil energy is so scary, is there something evil down there?"

"Maybe we're in trouble..." The yellow-haired man looked ugly!

Zhang Ming shook his head and said: "Not necessarily, since there is an evil thing down there, then the correct way to suppress it should be with proper magic tools, why are there seven graves up there?"

Several people frowned and thought, and at this moment, suddenly there was a bang in the ground between the seven graves.

Then a piece of soil exploded, and then a figure flew out from it, floating in the air above the seven tombs.

Zhang Ming and the others stepped back a few steps, all looking at the figure in the sky in surprise.

They saw the figure floating here and there, with a strong evil aura on it, and their specific appearance could not be seen clearly.

"What...what...is this thing?" the fat man stuttered.

The yellow-haired man said, "Look at the clothes, it seems to be a costume!"

"And...no one is wearing this costume!" Zhang Ming stared at the clothes in the sky and said.

"No one is wearing it?" Several people looked carefully in confusion, and they found that in the dark night, the clothes floating in the air above the tombs were not worn by anyone at all. It was just a piece of clothing floating, or it could be said to be a costume.

This is weird. There are no evil ghosts or zombies, but a piece of clothing. What's the matter?

"There is no wind, how come the clothing is flying?" Hu Fei asked stupidly. Zhang

Ming said, "This clothing is probably more powerful than the seven evil ghosts just now. It is an evil object. I think it is not much worse than the evil knife from Guxi Village."

When these words came out, the fat man and the others were all shocked. The same as the evil knife? Isn't it the end?

You know, it was useless to join forces with Wu Dingshi to deal with the evil knife. If it weren't for the machete to suppress the evil knife, it is estimated that they would have been killed by the evil knife at that time.

If this clothing is also such a terrible evil object, the consequences will be unimaginable!