Yin Yang ghost hunter

"Take a deep breath, don't breathe. She can't see now and can only rely on breathing. Her human consciousness is already very weak. Don't stimulate her. She only has the most primitive instinct now, bloodthirsty. Once bloodthirsty, she will

Not just a corpse, but a real corpse!"

After the cousin finished speaking, he took a deep breath and held his breath.

In my hand, I took out a bundle of red rope as thick as my thumb. I looked at my cousin in surprise, but at this time my mother had turned her head and walked towards me. Her movements were very stiff, and her hands and feet were very uncoordinated.

Seeing her look like this reminds me of those puppets that move when someone pulls on them.

When I reacted, my mother was only about one meter away from me. She raised her arms to grab me, and her already blue hands couldn't help but pinch my neck, breaking my last illusion.

I have to accept this shameful reality. I am so motherly and deceitful!

She was so strong that she strangled my neck and couldn't even breathe smoothly. It was really unimaginable that she, who was usually gentle, had become so cruel at this moment, and my mother didn't recognize me at all.

Her arms were very long, so I had to use force to open her hands. Of course, I found that everything I did was in vain. Her fingers were very strong. I thought if it took longer, my neck would be broken.

, should I kick her, but she is my mother, my mother!

My cousin was still rummaging through his broken bag. I waved my hand and called for help. He looked up at me and said:

"Let's think of a solution first."

After saying that, he reached in again and took out ancient copper coins. With skillful movements, he began to string them together little by little with the red rope in his hand.

"What, figure it out on your own? Hey, are you still my cousin? Zhongli, you bastard!"

I cursed my cousin angrily in my heart, but in the end, I decided to use my feet. Because my arms were about the same length as my mother's, I couldn't push her away. I had to use my feet to break free. Seeing my cousin's behavior, it was clear that he was

He has no intention of helping me. If he wants to survive, he has to rely on himself. Now the survival instinct in his heart has overcome fear.

I put my foot on my mother's belly. Although it was a bit cruel, I wanted to use this force to make her let go. What shocked me was that my mother's body had become very stiff. I was just pedaling on an iron plate.

Similar to above.

"Click..."

I suddenly heard the sound of bones breaking. My mother's arm was dislocated? Can the hand of a fake corpse also be dislocated?

"Back off!"

My cousin's voice came over. He finally put on these ancient coins and stretched out his hand to throw them. The red thread and the ancient coins automatically wrapped around my mother's arms. I suddenly felt that the hand holding my neck was loosened and I could finally take a big gulp.

Panting, I immediately staggered away and looked at the scene that happened in front of me.

I was a little shocked. These extremely strong arms were actually tied up with a broken rope. What kind of thing is this? Does it make sense? I couldn't break it open even with all my strength!

After rubbing his naked eyes, his cousin grabbed one end of the red thread with his right hand and quickly wrapped it around his mother's body. Then he pushed her back hard and placed his right foot against her back. The mother opened her mouth and roared.

The sound was very strange, like the sound of a wild animal, unusually low and painful.

She struggled hard, staring at me with round eyes, and opened her mouth like a furious beast attacking. I was stunned.

How could the normally gentle mother become like this after her death?

Could it be that when everyone dies, they will become so disowned? Will they become like monsters?

"Meow……"

A soft meow sounded behind me, and I was startled. Not only me, but also my cousin, and even the mother of the corpse scammer. When she heard the meow, she seemed to have gone crazy.

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"Why are you still standing there? Drive the cat away. The further away the better, quickly!"

My cousin's voice was so loud that it made my ears buzz. Without saying a word, I turned around and grabbed the black cat and ran outside. This time, strangely enough, the black cat didn't scratch me.

It stays in my arms honestly. My cousin said that the farther away the better, so should I send it outside the village?

I left the funeral shed with the little black cat in my arms and ran out of the village. I was very worried all the way. Will something happen to my cousin who is dealing with the mother who is trying to swindle the corpse by himself? Why did the black cat break in and swindle the body?

Will the corpse's mother go crazy?

Who cares about him? He just refused to save me and was too lazy to worry about it! Remembering that I was choked to the point of being choked, all the doubts in my mind were swept away and my mood improved accordingly.

Before I knew it, I had arrived at the entrance of the village. At this time, except for my house, the village was almost completely dark. The black cat in my arms suddenly meowed.

I turned around and couldn't see the direction of my home. I didn't know when a faint white mist had risen around me. The cat's meow became more and more harsh, and finally it was a bit like a howl. I got goosebumps all over my body.

He grabbed it and threw it forward, cursing:

"unlucky!"

What surprised me a little was that as soon as I threw the unlucky black cat out, it turned around and climbed on top of me. It stared at the big tree with a pair of emerald eyes and kept roaring. I looked towards the big tree.

, found a shadow next to the big tree, and stayed there motionless.