Chapter 1285: Dressing up as the Eight Immortals

The fat man looked at the extremely interested Lin Qianqian with complicated eyes, and a strange emotion suddenly emerged in his heart, including disgust, helplessness, and a hint of happiness.

It would be great if the night watchmen were all guys like this, and the journey between him and the doctor wouldn't be so difficult.

But then he realized that even Lin Qianqian like this was far from what he could deal with. Besides, Lin Qianqian was not like this when she first came in. She hid it very well, and even almost killed herself and the doctor with the alarm clock with the cooperation of Ding Zhenzong.

She was forced to do this step by step by the doctor.

But for such people, Fatty has no pity, only hatred, because too many innocent lives have been taken away by them, including his own family and friends.

The day of separation is coming soon, and Fatty has already felt it.

"Ah...ah!"

The ear-piercing scream interrupted Fatty's thinking, and Lin Qianqian screamed like crazy. The situation was all going according to their deduction. The head-shattered man who had suffered a heavy blow jumped up suddenly and slammed into Lin Qianqian.

Lin Qianqian was knocked to the ground by the huge force, and the human-headed monster opened its mouth wide and bit her. By some strange coincidence, Lin Qianqian crossed the knife and bit it with sharp teeth, making a "crunching" sound.

No matter how stupid she was, Lin Qianqian knew that she had been fooled. She pushed hard and didn't want the knife. After pushing the head out, she got up and ran, "Mr. Luo...Mr. Luo, save me!"

But she couldn't run away so easily. The corner of the Ren-Tou Sha's mouth was cut by the blade, leaving a huge wound on her face. He still refused to let her go and chased after her.

Just when the human-headed demon knocked down Lin Qianqian for the second time and was about to rip her neck open, Luo Tianhe arrived. He lifted the red cloth covering the face of Mr. Wu's body and buckled it directly on the human-headed demon's face.

A strange scene happened. The red cloth seemed to be covered with glue. No matter how hard the human-headed demon tried to break free, it could not break free. It rolled crazily on the ground, making hoarse sounds like its throat was blocked from time to time.

Until finally, as if completely suffocated, he stopped moving.

Lin Qianqian rolled and crawled to hide behind Luo Tianhe, she was so frightened that she lost her mind.

But the matter is far from over, one wave after another arises, "Bring that red cloth back quickly!" Yuan Shanyuan yelled, it was rare for everyone to see this old man lose his temper like this.

But as the eyes turned, the scene in front of them made everyone's heart twitch violently. They saw that Mr. Wu, who was lying peacefully in the coffin, had sat up at some point.

"It's happening..."

Li Bai ignored no one to stop him and rushed straight towards the coffin. On the other side, Luo Tianhe seemed to have a mental connection with Li Bai. He suddenly picked up the human head wrapped in red cloth and threw it towards Li Bai.

The moment he caught the human head, Li Bai pulled off the red cloth and threw the sleeping human head into the coffin. Then he quickly shook the red cloth away and covered Master Wu's head like a hijab.

At this time, Mr. Wu had already raised his upper body, and it seemed that he was about to stand up. However, as the red cloth covered his head, Mr. Wu's originally straight body gradually softened.

At this time, Luo Tianhe had already disposed of the last human head. He lifted the head and threw it into the coffin. Then he lightly knocked the coffin edge with the back of the butcher's knife. Master Wu's body fell into the coffin with a sound. In the coffin.

But everyone saw it clearly. Finally, the red hijab covering the face moved, as if the corpse breathed its last breath.

"Without this piece of red cloth to isolate the Yang Qi, Mr. Wu's body would become evil."

Luo Tianhe glanced at Li Bai with interest and said with deep meaning: "I didn't expect Miss Li Bai to have such knowledge at such a young age. It's just that I'm blind."

At this time, Yuan Shanyuan also gently stroked his beard and stepped forward, "I'm old and can't compare to you young people. I didn't even react when the body was injured just now."

"Mr. Yuan is too modest."

Li Bai replied neither humble nor arrogantly. Although things happened in a hurry just now, everyone was not blind. Yuan Shanyuan was the first one to sound the warning, but he was also the fastest one.

When Li Bai rushed forward, Yuan Shanyuan was leading Bai Yuchao to retreat.

Having done something like that just now, but now brazenly claiming that he didn't react, Fatty felt that this old guy's shame might be much higher than his means.

But this is not the most important thing now. Li Bai looked at the corpse and couldn't help but worry: "Master Wu's corpse has become evil. I'm afraid we won't be able to take away this corpse tonight using ordinary means."

"Even if you can be invited out, something strange will happen on the way."

Hearing that the consequences were so serious, Lin Qianqian turned pale and did not dare to say a word. If it were not for her recklessness, everyone would not be in such a situation.

At this point, Luo Tianhe's expression became cautious and he nodded, "You're right. If we want peace on the way to carry the coffin tonight, we're probably going to have to pretend to be the Eight Immortals."

The idea of ​​pretending to be the Eight Immortals is new. Fatty has never heard of it. Yao and Shunyu explained: "It is a coffin bearer, also called a coffin. In some places, it is also called a coffin bearer. It is called differently in different places, but insiders generally call it the Eight Immortals."

"The Eight Immortals refer to the eight-person team that carries the coffin. Among them, the Eight Immortals have a clear division of labor. The most knowledgeable person is in charge of the head of the coffin, followed by the body of the coffin, and finally the person with the strongest character in the team is responsible for holding down the end of the coffin."

"Does that mean all 8 of us are going to dress up as the Eight Immortals tonight?"

After listening to the fat man's words, Yao Shunyu shook his head, "It's not that simple. This pretending to be the Eight Immortals is different from the ordinary Eight Immortals. If the Eight Immortals need to dress up, it means they have encountered a difficult business."

"For example, if the owner of the house died in a disaster, or died unjustly, the body is incomplete, or even..." Yao Shunyu paused, looking at Mr. Wu's coffin with vigilance, "or even if there are signs of the corpse rising, then this dangerous method will be used."

"There is no fixed appearance for playing the Eight Immortals, but it is said that there are two points to follow. First, you must look fierce to scare the ghosts who follow the coffin to ask for incense and paper money. Second, you must cover your face and never show your face, that is, you cannot reveal your true face."

"I understand this. You are worried that the ghosts passing by will recognize us as humans, so they are not afraid of us and will not cause trouble to the coffin on the road, right?" The fat man nodded repeatedly, feeling that he had grasped the essence.

Unexpectedly, Yao Shunyu stared at him for a few seconds, then shook his head, "No, this is a rule to protect the coffin bearers, because most of the corpses that can be used to dress up as the Eight Immortals for funerals have become abnormal and have great resentment. These evil creatures have deep resentment towards the coffin bearers who seal their coffins and bury them. Once they see their faces, they may come to the door at night."

The fat man immediately decided to cover his face tonight and never give the evil spirits a chance to take advantage of him.

"I understand the reason, but have you ever thought about it? There are three women among us, and it is a taboo for women to carry coffins." Jiang Cheng suddenly said.