Live broadcast in the funeral clothing store

Ah~~~~!

Is the thing in the coffin alive?

Open your mouth and moan "Ahhh~"!

Ye Lei didn't dare to act rashly at this moment. Although he tried to withdraw his hand quickly countless times, he couldn't move against such a strong force!

"Sure enough, it's the blood of their Ye family. Our ancestors like it more!" Zhang Lang's father was very happy and could hardly hide his smile!

Wherever the green blood touched, the originally dry skin gradually became shiny and elastic, like the skin of a young person.

m, some people are afraid of this green liquid, and some people are addicted to it! For a moment, Ye Lei couldn't figure out what the green liquid on his body was for!

Huh~~~~!

The "old ancestor" in the coffin actually sat up and kept licking Ye Lei's index finger. The feeling of relish made Ye Lei feel more and more nauseous!

Ye Lei mustered up his courage, opened his eyes, and looked carefully at this "old ancestor"! His eyes couldn't help but fall on his eyebrows!

“This...!” Ye Lei’s heart trembled, his face full of horror.

Just see~~~!

This "old man" had unkempt hair, gray hair at the ends, but black hair at the ends. His eyes were tightly closed, and there was a vertical wrinkle between his eyebrows. The edge of the wrinkle was covered with a layer of green, like a vertical tattoo, simple yet very strange!

This "ancestor" seems to have lost the ability to speak, and is just like a child, squeaking!

The force of licking his fingers became stronger and stronger, just because Ye Lei's blood had stopped flowing!

"What was recorded in that painting is actually true, which means that our Zhang family..." When Zhang Lang saw the "ancestor" licking Ye Lei, he thought of something and became excited!

"That's right, the Zhang family doesn't have to suffer from this so-called 'curse' left over anymore! Ahem!" Zhang Lang's father seemed to be certain of this 'fact'!

Without the nourishment of blood, the dried-up "ancestor" lay back in the green coffin, as if nothing had happened!

“Zi, Chou, Yin, Mao, Chen, two…” Zhang Lang’s father made seals with his hands, muttered a spell, and closed his eyes slightly!

"It's the spell of the Western Chen family again!" The tailor Sixth Grandpa saw through the trick. This spell was inherited by the Western Chen family, so it must be related to them!

Although they did not act rashly just now, they were already prepared! The Ye family spell painted on the palm, the Yin-Yang willow hidden in the cuffs, the yellow talismans stuffed in the pockets...!

"Ye Lei!" The tailor Sixth Grandpa shouted, and Ye Lei understood what he meant!

"Got it!" Ye Lei quickly took off his shirt!

The tailor Sixth Grandpa took two steps at a time and flew up to imprint the Ye family talisman in his palm on Ye Lei's chest!

Zhang Lang's father was just about to pour a large bowl of blood into the coffin of the "ancestor" when he saw a powerful force passing through Ye Lei's chest and heading straight towards him.

"A mere trifle!" Zhang Lang's father remained calm!

Gulp! Gulp! Gulp~~~!

Everyone, everyone present was shocked!

This old guy did not pour the blood into the coffin of his "ancestor", but instead drank it into his own mouth in big gulps!

There is also a layer of rust smell in the air, which makes people feel nauseous!

"Oh my god, this...! Wow~~~!" Zhang Xiaoyu couldn't bear Zhang Lang's father's actions. She couldn't help but feel her stomach churning and vomiting.

"Are you okay...?" Wen Xue suppressed her nausea and patted Zhang Xiaoyu on the back!

"No...it's okay...Wow~~~~!"

There was Ye Lei's foreign blood in the blood. After the old guy drank it, his face twitched a few times, revealing a trace of pain! His Adam's apple moved many times, as if some mysterious power was churning in his body, and he could only suppress it by swallowing saliva!

"Chief! You~~~!" One of the tribesmen said in horror, there was another hidden story!

"Father!" Zhang Lang was also stunned and couldn't believe it!

The power of the Ye family's spell was easily broken by this old guy. He roared, and the sound was like thunder, shaking the whole space!

Seeing this, Ye Lei quickly retreated back to the group, grabbed the yellow talisman handed to him by the tailor, lit it, and swallowed it! He silently recited the Ye family rune and spit at the old man!

"I wonder if you can handle this trick?" This method of ancestor worship is nothing more than a method of removing a curse. It uses the names of ancestors but is actually for the benefit of future generations. Ye Lei made a rough guess!

But the person who was cursed should be the "ancestor", so what happened if he drank it? Not only can the curse not be broken, but because the descendants have seized the method to break the curse, won't the curse become more difficult to deal with?

Ye Lei was puzzled and confused!

The saliva Ye Lei spits out is not ordinary saliva, it is saliva that can dilute blood! Speaking of which, it doesn't hurt your merits to remove the curse, so why do you do this? But the saliva has been spit out, and it can't be taken back!

The saliva turned into a large amount of water, as much as a basin of water, and splashed all over Zhang Lang's father!

Every drop of the spell-water squeezed into Zhang Lang's father's pores!

The blood just drunk was diluted immediately!

If you want to exorcise a curse, you must first expose its true colors, that is, release it first and then catch it all! Zhang Lang's father, who swallowed the blood, has now released all the curses in his body. Although his face did not change, the pain was unbearable for ordinary people. At this moment, it was diluted by the water of the Ye family's spell, and it could not suppress its erosion at all!

Zhang Lang's father could no longer bear the pain. He lay on the ground, rolling around in pain and groaning loudly!

"Father~~~!" Zhang Lang approached and wanted to help his father!

But he was pushed away by his father!

"I... have become... a cursed body, don't touch me!" Zhang Lang's father squeezed out every word in pain!

Indeed, if one's physique and cultivation cannot suppress the curse that is released in full, then it will be swallowed up by it and become a physical curse! Whoever gets close to it will suffer!

And this kind of physical curse, if it does not rely on the body of another person for nourishment, will cause the body to wither! In other words, Zhang Lang's father will need to rely on absorbing the energy of other people's bodies to survive in the future! What is the difference between this and the vampires in Western legends?

Boom boom boom! ! !

The clock struck twelve at midnight, and several people looked towards the east of the lobby. An old Western-style floor clock was emitting a buzzing sound!

Kakakaka~~~!

The sound of coffin lids moving one after another!

"Ah~~~~!" Zhang Xiaoyu was so scared that she almost screamed!

I saw most of the people in the tribe calmly push open the green coffin lid in front of them, lie down in it skillfully, and then close the lid!

Among dozens of people, only a few children were left, snuggling beside their own coffins and sleeping quietly!

"This is too... perverted! Sleeping in a coffin?" Ye Lei was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat!

Zhang Lang's father, who was groaning on the ground, also climbed into his coffin!

Just by climbing like this, several people were so frightened that they dared not say a word!

He was seen crawling towards the green coffin in the center. Yes, it was the coffin that the “ancestor” had just been lying in!

Zhang Lang’s father was lying straight on the “old ancestor”!

An inexplicable force closed the lid of the coffin!