Chapter 130 The Exploding Belly of the Female Corpse
They barely managed to move it. The female corpse lying on it was alright, it looked relatively intact, but when they moved her into the coffin, the stench was so overwhelming that all four of them turned around and vomited.
After they finished vomiting and came back, when they saw the male corpse under the female corpse, they turned around and vomited again before they could even move it. It was completely mangled and mushy.
The village chief gritted his teeth, "I'll give you another thousand!"
Considering that a thousand yuan was a month's income for these villagers, the villagers exchanged glances, stuffed tissues into their noses, and continued moving the male corpse.
After finally managing to move the male corpse into the coffin, one of his hands rolled out, probably because it had been broken beforehand.
One of the villagers had no choice but to retrieve it and throw it into the coffin.
Yao Ziming wasn't idle either. He opened the nails and spread them on the ground, then took out a bottle and poured out some thick liquid on them. It was rooster blood. He made sure each nail was covered in rooster blood, and then took out two more.
Each coffin was nailed with forty-nine nails to suppress the soul.
It's still daytime, so we'll take advantage of the fact that the evil spirits are weak during the day and trap them inside.
"Get ready with the coffin lid. I'll tell you when to close it, so close it right away."
After saying this, Yao Ziming took out a talisman and chanted, "Between heaven and earth, yin and yang correspond. I obey the decree of the Supreme Lord Laozi. May your three souls and seven spirits quickly depart from the netherworld. Anyone who dares to disobey will be reduced to ashes! So be it!"
The talisman instantly emitted a dazzling light, and two dark shadows flew towards them. Others couldn't see them, but Yao Ziming could.
The two spirits were successfully summoned and returned to the body.
"Quickly, close the coffin lid!"
They rushed to the coffin and were about to close it when they saw the two corpses move and slowly sit up.
"Oh my god, a ghost! A ghost!" They didn't care anymore, they dropped the coffin and tried to run away.
"Quickly close the coffin lid! Otherwise all our efforts will be in vain!" Yao Ziming roared.
The village chief couldn't see anything inside the coffin, nor did he want to—it was too creepy—but he knew he couldn't afford to mess things up now. "Close it quickly! Otherwise, you won't get a single penny of those two thousand yuan!"
Ultimately, money was the most important thing, so the four villagers had no choice but to turn back, lift the coffin lid, and put it on the coffin.
At this moment, the sky suddenly darkened, dark clouds rolled in, and a clap of thunder sounded. Although they were very frightened, they still placed the coffin lid on top.
"Hurry up and hammer in the nails, forty-nine nails for each coffin!"
As they were about to hammer in the coffin lids with hammers and nails soaked in chicken blood, both lids flew off simultaneously, leaving everyone present stunned and speechless for a moment.
Until they saw the couple, their eyes bloodshot, stand up woodenly from the coffin, muttering, "Give me back my life—give me back my life—"
At this moment, the villagers could no longer hold back. They cried out "Mom!" and ran down the mountain. Some of them lost their footing and tumbled down the mountain.
Even though the village chief shouted, "Here's ten thousand for you, come back and hammer nails, otherwise you won't get a single penny."
That didn't stop them from fleeing; after all, money is secondary to life.
Besides, it's like it's come back to life.
Indeed, they had all turned into zombies, and zombies transformed from extremely deep vengeful spirits, making them much higher level than ordinary zombies.
Seeing that he couldn't subdue their spirits, Yao Ziming's face turned grim. He took out two purple talismans and struck the two zombies with them.
Yao Ziming's cultivation level is definitely no less than Yao Qingfeng's. If Yao Qingfeng weren't the elder brother, he might have been the head of the family.
"Seal the soul and suppress the spirit! As the law commands, return!"
But the two zombies grabbed the talisman, tore it to shreds, threw it halfway through, and then crawled out of the coffin, much to Yao Ziming's alarm.
These two zombies are too powerful; even talismans are ineffective against them. He had already lost confidence in himself and roared at the village chief, whose legs were trembling and who wanted to run away, "Go back first and spread black dog blood and cinnabar around the village."
The village chief immediately took off running.
Yao Ziming was quite calm and capable. Instead of running away, he drew his lightning-struck wooden sword and said, "If you stop harming people, I will help you pass on to the afterlife. Otherwise, you will be entangled in karma and will not be able to reincarnate."
The female zombie laughed loudly and said in a nasty voice, "How can you be reincarnated with your great revenge unfulfilled? You stinking Taoist priest, prepare to die!"
Yao Ziming said no more and thrust the lightning-struck wooden sword at them.
The zombies were very strong, but not very agile. The sword was still lethal to them. Every time it pierced them, they would be burned and let out a wail. At the same time, Yao Ziming was thrown out and fell heavily to the ground, also letting out a painful groan.
Seeing the zombies rushing at him again, Yao Ziming had no choice but to get up and use his sword to defend himself. But after all, there were two zombies, and high-level zombies at that. Yao Ziming was clearly struggling, but he still fought hard.
He threw out a handful of cinnabar, and the parts hit by the cinnabar began to smoke. He then threw out all the cinnabar on his body along with the black dog blood in the bottle, and while they were weakened, he stabbed them in the heart.
The two zombies finally collapsed, and Yao Ziming, exhausted, plopped down on the ground, wiping the sweat from his face and letting out a long sigh of relief.
This was a close call; we almost got killed by those two zombies.
After catching his breath, he saw two faint phantoms emerge from the two zombies and say, "I will perform a ritual to help you pass on and be reborn as humans."
Yu Liang muttered to himself, "This stinky Taoist priest may love money, but he's dedicated enough and not such a bad person."
Yu Xiaoluo remained silent, thinking to herself, "The real show is yet to come."
Yao Ziming took out the talisman, about to perform a ritual to help them pass on to the afterlife, when he suddenly heard the baby's laughter, "Giggle, giggle—hee hee, Grandpa—play with me—play with me—"
The laughter sounded particularly abrupt and eerie on the silent mountain; it was rather dull, otherwise it would have sounded like a child inside a container.
Yao Ziming looked around in alarm, but he couldn't see any children at all. However, the child's voice sounded so close, as if it were right next to him.
His gaze lingered for a long time before finally settling on the woman's stomach. He stared in disbelief at her belly, which seemed to have doubled in size, and his fear intensified.
Just then, the woman's stomach suddenly burst open, and the liquid splashed all over Yao Ziming's face. He stared wide-eyed in disbelief as a two- or three-year-old child crawled out of her stomach with a grin.
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