The Terror of the Heavens Begins with Gu

Chapter 72 Seven People Are Destroyed
The ones in charge of "driving the corpses" are the platoon leader and Aying, who has a bitter face and looks a bit like Wencai.

Glancing at the bodies trapped in the middle, Ah Ying said with a worried look on her face, "Platoon Leader, can we hide this from the soldiers who are checking?"

The platoon leader looked at Ah Ying and asked, "Excuse me, do you have a better idea?"

Ah Ying shook her head honestly: "No, if we fail the inspection, we will definitely be in trouble. I went to see, and the search over there is even more strict than when we came in."

"If you don't have any, then what are you talking about? I think this method is very good." The platoon leader shook the soul-chasing bell in his hand. "Get ready. You won't be talking once you leave this door. Work hard. After this task is completed, we will rest."

As veterans, they all knew that there was something wrong with the corpse sent by Old Master Miao.

When Old Master Miao said that the body was wrapped like that because of leprosy, I knew it was just an excuse.

Most likely he killed someone and wanted them to help deal with the body.

But what does this have to do with them who received the money?
Aying went to open the door.

The platoon leader, waving the soul-calling bell, was walking in front, but when he turned around, he found that the row of "corpses" had not caught up with him.

"Let's go, why don't you go?" the platoon leader urged in a low voice.

The row of corpses remained motionless.

"None of them are reliable. Sooner or later, they will be killed by you." The platoon leader walked to the corpses and knocked on the head of the corpse in the middle. "What are you waiting for?"

The corpse shook a little, and said in a low voice, "It's not that I don't want to move, it's that the scholar in front of me didn't move."

"It's not me, it's the fat girl in front who seems to be sick. Her body is shaking all the time." The man in front simply took off the pointed hat on his head, revealing a thin face wearing glasses.

Asking Aying in front to close the door, the platoon leader walked to the front of the person and found that the person's body was indeed shaking slightly, as if he was really ill.

"What a coincidence, getting sick at this time? Fatty..."

He took off the pointed hat on the man's head, and the man fell straight into his arms.

After pushing the man away and seeing his face, the platoon leader's pupils shrank in fear.

The man's eyes rolled back and his face turned crimson purple, like he was suffocating with something stuck in his throat.

The man's body was not only shaking, but was twitching violently. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that he was about to die.

"Fatty, what's wrong with you?" The platoon leader quickly patted the chest of the man called Fatty.

The people behind realized that something was wrong and took off their pointed hats and gathered around.

The body trapped in the middle fell straight to the ground.

The man twitched a few times and then became motionless.

Everyone's expression became heavy.

The platoon leader reached out and flicked the man's neck with a serious expression, then shook his head at everyone.

"died."

Everyone was silent.

They have traveled all over the country for so many years, and in the duck slice business, they have seen many deaths.

However, even though they were well-informed, they never imagined that one day one of them would die in such a strange way.

Ah Ying looked around and frowned, "Fatty must have been eating something secretly and choked herself to death."

No one paid any attention to him.

Suddenly, the man with a mustache, long hair and a narrow face among them turned his head abruptly to look behind him. With a flick of his right hand, a boomerang flashing with a cold light appeared in his hand.

But he saw nothing, so of course the boomerang had no target.

When the man was a little confused, the boomerang in his hand flew out of his hand without warning and pierced his throat.

The man's body stiffened after being pierced in the vital part, and he fell backwards.

A large amount of blood spurted out from the man's neck, and the faces and clothes of the platoon leader and several others who were caught off guard were sprayed with blood.

"Shadow Warrior!"

The five people who were frightened and at a loss for words retreated one after another, and then looked in horror at the man who was holding his throat and making his final struggle.

Bitter-faced Ah Ying was stunned and asked, "Why did the shadow warrior commit suicide?"

The platoon leader swallowed his saliva: "This is not suicide, this is..."

"There's a ghost... There's a ghost!" The man wearing glasses, who was called the scholar, ran towards the door in panic.

Without a sound, the boomerang pierced the scholar's back chest.

The scholar fell forward, still crawling slowly forward.

"Ghost! Ghost is coming!" Another man tried to run to the door, but was pierced through the throat by a boomerang. The tallest, most stupid-looking man tried to run to the wall near the eaves, but was pierced through the abdomen by a boomerang midway.

Blood gushed out, but the man did not die immediately.

In the blink of an eye, only two of the seven people in the charity cemetery were left.

"Ghost... ghost... ghost killed someone..." Bitter-faced Aying hid behind the platoon leader trembling.

He didn't notice that the platoon leader's fat body was also shaking.

"Don't panic! Take out the talisman! We have nothing to be afraid of as long as we have the talisman." The platoon leader said tremblingly.

Ah Ying quickly took out a handful of yellow talismans from her bag and scattered the talisman paper while trembling.

The yellow talisman floated down, but had no effect.

The boomerang flew out of the yellow talisman and pierced into the chest of Aying who turned around and ran away, carrying another yellow talisman with it.

Ah Ying fell to the ground and died without even having the chance to scream.

Although the platoon leader is fat, he is not slow.

Just as Aying threw out the yellow talisman, he, who had finally waited for the opportunity, jumped to the side wall in three or two steps and hurriedly climbed onto the broken water tank beside the wall.

After trying several times, I finally climbed up the wall.

Regardless of the height of the wall, he jumped down directly.

There was a sharp pain in my ankle and wrist at the same time, as if they were dislocated.

But at this time he didn't care about all these. He gritted his teeth, got up and limped forward.

After running a few steps, he saw a person walking slowly towards him.

The platoon leader was overjoyed and opened his mouth to ask for help.

But when he saw the man's face clearly, he forced himself to swallow the words back.

The other person’s expression, the way he walked…if this isn’t a ghost, then what is it?
"You...who are you?"

The platoon leader took two steps back and suddenly heard a "hi" sound.

He turned his head slowly, sweating profusely, and saw a pale little face appear in front of him.

His heart began to beat violently, and he had despaired of his survival.

"Why...why are you killing us?" the platoon leader said in a hoarse voice.

He didn't hear the answer.

He felt a pain in his back and fell forward to the ground.

A large amount of blood flowed from his back, dyeing his clothes crimson in the blink of an eye.

"If I had known earlier, I would...would...not do this job..." the platoon leader muttered to himself in a pool of blood.

The last thing he saw was the man he had met walking up to him and answering him: "For trafficking in duck slices, death is not a pity. In your next life, be a good person. Drag him in."

Li Zhen stepped over the corpse and walked towards the charity cemetery.

The little ghost dragged the platoon leader who was quickly turning into a corpse and followed Li Zhen to the charity cemetery.

It is not worth mentioning to Li Zhen, but to ordinary people who have no means to fight against it, it is an absolute evil ghost.

In a short period of time, he killed seven people.

Of course, this is also related to the fact that these seven people were not prepared at all.

In fact, there are some folk methods to deal with ghosts. If these seven people are prepared, it will not be so easy for the ghosts to kill people.

……

Push open the door of the charity cemetery.

The strong smell of blood hit Li Zhen in the face, but it did not make him feel uncomfortable.

This bloody smell mixed with evil and resentment made his mind extremely active, and even his body felt much more comfortable.

The cemetery was very narrow, so the eight bodies looked like corpses scattered all over the floor.

Stepping over a corpse by the door, Li Zhen looked at the only big man who was still alive and said to the evil ghost beside him, "Why is there still a living person here?"

The little ghost ran to the big guy, grabbed his throat with both hands, and quickly strangled the big guy's last breath.

(End of this chapter)