I Have Drawn a Bet with the Gods to Set Up a Corpse-hunting Inn!

Chen Wenjin looked at Dapeng in surprise, "Did you go to see it?"

Dapeng nodded and said, "Yesterday, the village was very lively. I was busy with today's sacrifices all night and prepared a lot of things."

"Moreover, some of the people in Sanjiashan Village really haven't come out. I just came over from the village and heard some news."

Chen Wenjin then turned to look at Jiang Mian with a question mark on his face.

"These people, hey"

Shaking his head, Chen Wenjin looked at Jiang Mian again, and then asked.

"Are you sure it's black dog blood?"

"What's the matter with this flame? It's not scientific at all?"

Dapeng nodded in agreement, pouted and said.

"Yeah, I'm going to be confused by this Mr. Yin-Yang. You think this Mr. Yin-Yang is doing tricks, right?"

Chen Wenjin's eyes flashed with uncertainty, and she didn't speak for a long time.

Conjuring?Ordinary jugglers will come to fish for their bodies? "Have the autopsy reports on Jiang Sheng and Ma Tao come out?"

Chen Wenjin asked suddenly.

Dapeng shook his head, "No, I heard from the second branch of the Ministry of National Security that they will have to make the report this afternoon."

"It's already the fastest speed."

"Maybe the autopsy report will tell us something."

Chen Wenjin said, "By the way, what do you belong to?"

"It's a tiger."

Dapeng looked at Chen Wenjin in surprise, then smiled and joked, "Captain Chen, don't you believe what Mr. Yin Yang said?"

Chen Wenjin glanced at Dapeng, "I'd rather believe what it has than not believe it, what's wrong with being careful?"

"Besides, did something happen when the ancient coffin was salvaged yesterday?"

Dapeng spread his hands, "That's true, but it's not necessarily like what Mr. Yin Yang said. Maybe that Ma Tao was trapped in the backwater and couldn't get out. This is a natural disaster."

Chen Wenjin was too lazy to argue, and turned to look at Jiang Mian.

At this time, Han Tang had poured the blood of the black dog into the river water, and the river water was burning with a golden-red fire, which seemed to be a bit of a Buddha's light.

There was still a little black dog blood left in the bucket, so Han Tang took out a ghost weapon to bind the corpse cord, put the corpse cord into the bucket, and after being stained with the black dog blood, he slammed it on the river.

That bundle of corpse ropes was five meters long!Its weight is not something that ordinary people can handle, and the fact that such a corpse rope can be thrown to such a degree shows that Han Tang's current strength is already terrifying.

The black dog's blood was mixed with the incense ashes of Baijiaxiang, and it stuck on the top of the corpse rope, and the corpse rope suddenly turned into a match.

After Han Tang threw the corpse rope twice, his wrist flicked violently and smashed the corpse rope heavily into the water.

The flame on the corpse rope was surprisingly not extinguished after it was submerged in the water.

All the people with binoculars by the river saw that the corpse ropes in the water were still burning with golden red flames.

This made everyone's eyes widen in shock.

It is said that fire and water are incompatible, but how do you explain this now?The rope is five meters long.

The water depth of the Sanjiashan Yangtze River Basin is more than [*] meters.

It is impossible to directly touch the ancient coffin at the bottom of the river with the corpse rope.

And Han Tang couldn't have brought a [*]-meter-long corpse cord.

Even in ancient times, corpse hunters would not bring too long a corpse tool, either by people entering the water themselves or by using special methods.

At this time, Han Tang hung the corpse rope over the ancient coffin in Zhenjiang.

There is a distance of about [*] meters between the two.

Logically speaking, this distance would not touch the ancient coffin in Zhenjiang.

However, as a ghost weapon, the corpse rope cannot be treated as an ordinary rope.

When Han Tang felt that the corpse rope had been fully unfolded in the water, he took out a writing brush with one hand and spared the other hand holding the corpse rope three times.

With a brush dipped in the blood of a black dog, he wrote a symbol on the corpse rope, and said at the same time.

"On the river under the river, forget the yin and yang of the river."

"The ghost official pardons the spirit, the yellow spring of the underworld!"

"Take the locks of the gods, trap the souls of hundreds of ghosts!"

Immediately following Han Tang, he slapped the corpse rope with his palm and drank abruptly.

"Tie the corpse!"

"Get me dressed!"

At the same time, Han Tang opened his yin and yang eyes, and watched the flames on the corpse rope suddenly prolong.

The corpse rope was only five meters long, but the golden-red flames on the corpse rope slowly became ten meters long, twenty meters long, and finally more than eighty meters long.

However, the flame of more than [*] meters seems to be a long rope, but it has no substance.

The corpse rope wrapped around Han Tang's hand flickered, and the symbol on it was golden red.

Each time the underwater flame rope extends one meter, the color on the symbol becomes lighter.

By the time the flame long rope touched the ancient coffin in Zhenjiang at the bottom of the river, the symbol had almost faded to the point that it was difficult to detect.

And as soon as the golden red flame touched the ancient coffin of Zhenjiang, it saw the flames swept over the ancient coffin of Zhenjiang instantly and surrounded the ancient coffin of Zhenjiang.

After burning for a while, the ancient coffin in Zhenjiang suddenly began to vibrate and tremble, and the corpse wax above the coffin also began to slowly melt.

At the same time, the surface of the river, which had been calm for a long time, suddenly began to make splashes.

After everyone saw this scene, their faces changed, and the people near the river couldn't help but start to take two steps back, for fear that a big wave would suddenly rise in the river and drag themselves into the river.

The villagers in Sanjia Mountain stepped back at least fifty meters before they stopped, then looked at each other and started talking.

"Look, Mr. Yin Yang is starting to show his power! This must be the corpse found!"

"It's ten corpses. I heard that Mr. Wang said that someone raised ten corpses, and then put them in this ancient coffin, to absorb the luck of everyone in our Sanjiashan Village!"

"Really! Who is so immoral?"

"Who knows? But today Mr. Yin Yang is finally going to help us get rid of this scourge!"

"Mr. Yin Yang is indeed Mr. Yin Yang!"

833 "You said, wouldn't this river be the same as yesterday, with Huishui Tuo and lightning and thunder?"

"That's not possible. Yesterday there were only two corpses. Today, there are ten corpses! It is estimated that the Huishui Tuo appears light!"

"Oh, that won't flood our crops, will it?"

"Don't worry, Mr. Yin Yang doesn't even want to kill a dog, these things will definitely be taken into account, so don't worry about it!"

At this time, the villagers in Sanjiashan looked towards the river.

The river water is like a kettle. After the water on the water boiled for a while, it suddenly exploded in all directions of the bamboo raft.

Countless splashes of water collapsed into the sky, setting off huge waves! "boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

After the people on the riverside felt a sense of coolness, the river water poured on the riverside like a light rain, so people retreated a little further.

At this time, Han Tang's eyes had turned gray, and the reflection in his pupils was the ancient coffin of Zhenjiang at the bottom of the river.

The corpse wax in the ancient coffin was not completely dissolved, but only a small part was dissolved.

And Han Tang was manipulating the flames on the corpse rope, and he drew an outline on the ancient coffin like a cocoon.

In the outline, it is a corpse among the ten corpses.

To deal with the ten corpses, the best way is to deal with them one by one, otherwise it will be very troublesome.

After all, these ten corpses have been raised in the river for many years.

If the matter of the Yangtze River's life extension is true, then these ten corpses have been cultivated for at least ten years.

In the past ten years, I don't know how many people's luck in Sanjia Mountain Village has been absorbed.

The power is naturally not to be underestimated.

The corpse wax gradually dissolved, and when the flames on the corpse rope completely dissolved the corpse wax on the first corpse, the corpse immediately opened its eyes.

The blue-black face was covered with algae and fish and shrimp feces, and his eyes stared at Han Tang on the water lifelessly.

Even at a distance of more than [*] meters, it seemed that Han Tang could be seen, and his eyes were terrifying.

At this time, Han Tang also raised the corners of his mouth and laughed lightly at the corpse in the water.

"I may have to think about it when you go together."

"If you are alone, why pretend to me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Tang slammed the corpse rope in his hand again, followed by Nian Nian.

"On the river under the river, forget the yin and yang of the river."

"The ghost official pardons the spirit, the yellow spring of the underworld!"

"Take the locks of the gods, trap the souls of hundreds of ghosts!"

"Continue my yang energy, extend the power of Shensuo!"

At this time, the flames on the corpse rope had wrapped around the body of the corpse, and then Han Tang's eyes were raised, his brows were furrowed, and he gave a low voice.

"Tie the corpse!"

"Give me town!"

Chapter 89 Ming Zhao has been announced, the evil ghosts come to see me quickly! , With a light drink from Han Tang, the flames stretched out from the corpse rope immediately wrapped around the corpse.

The corpse opened its eyes at this time. Although the flame on the corpse rope had wrapped the corpse, it did not successfully excavate the corpse.

It's not that the corpse wax in the ancient coffin in Zhenjiang is strong. At this time, there is almost no corpse wax on the body of the corpse.