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Therefore, although the corpse bearer has a bad reputation, his status in the official system of the Tang Dynasty is detached.

Seeing Cao Zhe lead the arrow across the door, the coldness and malice on the face of the head of the sixth rank became even more uncontrollable.

The entire government hall was frozen like an ice cellar.

Cao Zhe didn't take a few steps, and Qipinlang, who had just volunteered to go with Cao Zhe, rushed out and called Cao Zhe to stop.

"Xiao Chen! Your father and I are old friends. Your father took care of me for three years and saved my life several times. Now that your father is gone, it stands to reason that I, as an uncle, should take care of you."

"But you have also seen it, Mr. Xie has malice towards you."

"This time I asked you to bring the corpse water to Wang's house to melt the corpse, just to push you into the fire pit."

"The Wang family has always been domineering even in Chang'an City. If you want to directly dissolve Wang Shilang's body, it is tantamount to hitting them in the face."

"Even if you captured them with great righteousness, you will definitely settle accounts with you afterwards. Whatever you do about this matter is a mistake. If you are inconvenient to deal with it, you can take leave and go home. I will go to mediate with the boss, otherwise You can go to Zhaofu Town." This person kept talking, although he seemed to be explaining the hidden situation behind this for Cao Zhe, but in fact it was more like fishing, leading Cao Zhe to take the bait.

Cao Zhe found out the identity of this person from Chen Xuanzang's memory.

"Xu Zhongxuan, general of the seventh rank... but it is said that his cultivation has already passed the sixth rank."

"It's a bit interesting to cultivate a sixth-rank general to a seventh-rank general." Cao Zhe's body is constantly absorbing energy from the small world and recalling his cultivation.

Every step is a new realm.

By the time he walked seven or eight steps, his cultivation had recovered to one-fifth or sixth of its peak level.

In this world that is not safe at first glance, it is barely a little safe for the time being.

The vitality of this world is poisonous, so don't try it lightly, but Cao Zhe doesn't need to rely on this world for the time being. As a practitioner with a small world, he has a lot of confidence.

Cao Zhe directly gave Xu Zhongxuan an identification technique.

Xu Zhongxuan, Body 58 (88), Strength 52 (91), Sha 74, Skills: Five Shade Yin Howling Knife (Proficient), Ghost Step (Proficient), Evil Lotus Palm (Proficient), Evil Lotus True Kungfu (Proficient), Root bone 74 (not liberated), comprehension 71 (not liberated), note: what you see is just the shell.

At this time, Cao Zhe could not use the big net to listen to the world.

Because his cultivation has not recovered, if he used it rashly, the instant feedback would be enough to burst the brain of this body.

"Thank you for letting me know!"

"I will handle it carefully." Cao Zhe said to Xu Zhongxuan.

Seeing that Cao Zhe didn't continue to talk, Xu Zhongxuan stopped pestering him.

It's just that after Cao Zhe left, the look he looked at Cao Zhe's back was more meaningful.

In the east of the city, Wang Shilang's mansion of the Ministry of War.

Although they were hung with white silk, more of them were Jinwu Guards in armor, wielding all kinds of magic weapons and weapons, leading imperial edicts, and surrounding the Minister's Mansion.

It's not like guarding against external hidden dangers, but more like guarding the people in the servant's mansion.

Inside the Minister's Mansion, Li Canglang, the general of the Jinwu Guard, was sitting in the main hall with a golden sword on his horse, holding the precious sword bestowed by the emperor, and stared closely at the sarcophagus in the hall.

The sarcophagus was locked with thick chains and covered with red charms.

These spells themselves are extremely weird, not as rhythmic as orthodox spells.

On the contrary, it was like a lunatic scribbling on paper, full of weirdness.

But Wang Shilang's filial sons and grandsons are not in the lobby.

There was only one housekeeper, who was standing beside him, sweating non-stop.

A gust of wind blew, and white silk fluttered in the lobby.

Inside the sealed sarcophagus, there was the sound of nails rattling on the sarcophagus.

Li Canglang drew out his knife and recited the Taoist mantra of purity.

Along with the sound of chanting the mantra, the voice in the sarcophagus gradually subsided.

It's just that Li Canglang showed a trace of irritability, turned around and slashed with a powerful force, smashing a table in the air.

It seemed that he had just recited the Purification Mantra, which squeezed some kind of malice in his chest.

"Has the corpse bearer come yet?" Li Canglang asked.

The housekeeper glanced outside the door, and then replied: "General, I have never seen a bright flag at the door."

"Bastard! It's this time, and I'm still thinking about..." Li Canglang seemed to want to say something, but he stopped when the words came to his lips.

But the housekeeper suddenly shouted: "Here we come! We come! The flag is up!"

When he spoke, he had already greeted him.

After seeing Cao Zhe who had been brought in, he looked at his plain black parade uniform, showing a disappointed expression.

Wang Shilang's third son was also waiting and watching. When he saw Cao Zhe, he said angrily, "What do you mean by corpse-carrying man? My father is also the minister of the imperial court's military department, and now he has arranged for an eighth-rank parade to deal with it." ?”

Before Cao Zhe could speak, Li Canglang, who was sitting in the hall, said, "Why don't you explain to the third son first, how did your father, Wang Shilang, fall under the evil curse in Chang'an City?"

The Wang family who were dormant in a corner of the courtyard fell silent.

Although Li Canglang didn't turn around, he still said to Cao Zhe: "Little brother, don't be offended. I'm the general's duty, so I dare not slack off."

"Excuse me, did you bring the anti-evil stickers?"

"When will I set off and send this coffin out of the city?"

Cao Zhe said: "There are no anti-evil stickers, only a bottle of corpse water."

Li Canglang got up immediately after hearing the words: "What? Only corpse water?"

"How can this be done? The water for transforming corpses is only used for ordinary rotten corpses that have not been transformed into evil. Most of them are used for convenience when they are busy. It would not be used for officials and officials. Now this Wang Shilang died of a curse. The transformation of the evil corpses has already begun. Only by suppressing the evil and subduing them, and then sending them to the corpse-melting cave outside the city, and destroying them with earth fire, can this calamity be resolved."

Cao Zhe didn't say much, just walked into the lobby and looked at the sarcophagus in the lobby.

"What a vicious breath!"

"It is not absorbing energy, but transforming and releasing it!"

"Release a kind of evil, and it is extremely corrosive."

Facing the sarcophagus, Cao Zhe used identification technique.

Wang Song, body 89 (growing), strength 92 (growing), evil spirit 82 (releasing), skills: copper skin iron bone, immortality, corpse poison, root bone [-], comprehension eleven (growing) , Remarks: It's not dead, it's just transforming.

Chapter 368 Simple Questions

"The way of heaven in this world, it has a big problem!" Cao Zhe looked at the sarcophagus, and then pinched his fingers carefully, but only felt endless malice, hanging down from the sky above his head.

"So, it needs to receive the correct education!" Then, Cao Zhe added silently in his heart.

Educating the Way of Heaven belongs to Cao Zhe's traditional craft.

But it's too early to tell.

Although the data that Cao Zhe has identified so far, it seems that it is a bit unreasonable.

But we also have to look at it in detail, whether it is Master Xie, Xu Zhongxuan, or this evil corpse that is about to take shape, they are just a drop in the ocean against the background of the world.

Not even elite monsters, but closer to the low-level data in the extraordinary circle.

It can be seen from this that the upper limit of this world may be higher...maybe even higher than the world of Liaozhai.

At this time, Cao Zhe naturally digested all the memories belonging to Chen Xuanzang intact.

He is also well aware of the situation in front of him.

The evil of the evil corpse is not only its own ferocity, but also its infinite strength and invulnerability.

What's more, its corpse poison is extremely contagious.

A simple analogy... Just like zombies, one spreads two, two spreads ten, ten spreads hundreds, if it is in a crowded place, it only takes a moment to infect a large area, and then cause the whole city to suffer.

And the more powerful the evil corpse transformed after death, the more troublesome it is.

Wang Song is the servant of the Ministry of War, and he has martial arts, which is not unusual.

The evil corpse he transforms is also stronger than ordinary evil corpses.

This was also one of the reasons why Li Canglang was so nervous.

"Wang Song, the servant of the Ministry of War, is the fifth high-ranking official to be killed by a curse this month. The first two are Liu Shen, the head of the household department, and Bai Tao, the young minister of the Dali Temple. They are both big bureaucrats with status and status, but After being killed by inexplicable curses one after another, they are about to transform into evil corpses, which will affect the whole family."

"If there wasn't some kind of power game behind this, I'm afraid even the children wouldn't believe it."

"And the 'evil change' between Liu Shen and Bai Tao is the two 'tasks' that I turned down before."

"He is not stupid. He knows that such an incident is not something that he, a little Xiami, who is out of control, can casually participate in. It is a pity that for him, he escaped the first day of junior high school and did not escape the fifteenth day. And my arrival, perhaps also A kind of luck."

"On this matter, if I were the person in power at the time, I would never take this matter lightly."

"So, as it should be, I, an eighth-rank corpse bearer, shouldn't be the only one assigned to handle this matter."

"Boss Xie is just a sixth-rank boss, and he hasn't the guts to take such a big matter and simply avenge his own personal revenge."

"I'm going to be murdered by a ride." Casually analyzing the whole incident, Cao Zhe never felt the gradually solidified atmosphere and the increasingly tormented time in this lobby.

His mind quickly swept across the entire Wang Shilang's mansion, and he was entangled by many evil spirits permeating the world during the process. If it wasn't for his strong martial will, and he was replaced by an ordinary practitioner, it is very likely that just because of such behavior, he would be killed. Invite bad results, maliciousness enters the brain, even if you don't die, you will be crazy.

Soon Cao Zhe discovered the aura hidden in this mansion.

Although it cannot be compared with him, it can be barely called...'powerful'.

That breath was different from that of the Corpse Carrier, with a mixture of coldness and madness, like fire imprisoned in ice.

And the corpse-bearer, it feels more like a living corpse.

Using death to deceive Heaven, to obtain the 'permission' to use powerful spells and martial arts, but in this dance with death, gradually become a monster.

"So, I'm still the bait?"

"This matter...was deliberately messed up. Almost all the people present will become victims, so as to achieve multiple purposes?" Cao Zhe thought.

Although he doesn't like those overly complicated calculations, it doesn't mean that he doesn't have the slightest understanding of this kind of dirty game.

Walking to the side of the sarcophagus, Cao Zhe walked around the sarcophagus.

Li Canglang stared at Cao Zhe with a ferocious expression on his face, and finally he held his sword and said in a deep voice, "This matter is troublesome, little brother, retreat to the door and stay away for now."

"It's inconvenient to explain the reason, but... it's Li who made my little brother hurt."

As Li Canglang said, he also showed a sneer and looked a little lonely.

It seems that Li Canglang realized something because of the arrival of Cao Zhe's 'eighth-rank' corpse-bearer.

"Although I don't know what you're thinking."

"But obviously, you have misunderstood two things." Cao Zhe put one hand behind his back, and raised two fingers on his right hand.

Li Canglang was taken aback, he didn't expect Cao Zhe to give such an answer.

Such calmness, in Li Canglang's eyes, was not only awkward, but also dazzling.

Who does this little eight-rank corpse-carrying man in front of him think he is?

Is it Yipin Suppressing Evil?

The restrained anger in Li Canglang's heart rose again.

There is a bit of sincerity in this, and there are also sequelae of his previous use of the pure magic spell.

Since the heaven and earth changed 500 years ago, all the gods and dao methods are either impossible to use, or there will be great "sequelae" when used.

The most common situation is that the emotions are out of control. If you blindly restrain your emotions, you will slip into madness.

This is also the reason why the cultivation in the world is not prosperous, and the former major schools and Buddhist sects have been bleak one after another.

"First, you are not that important. You, like me, belong to the category of "grabbing grass and beating rabbits." By the way, the object of being treated is not the core contradiction of this matter."

"Second, this matter is actually very simple to deal with."

"Simple?" Li Canglang asked in surprise, his voice even slightly distorted.

He didn't know where the confidence in this small eighth-rank parade in front of him came from, and he said that this matter was mixed and involved, and it was named "simple".

"Of course it's easy!"

"Just... recruit thunder!"

"Lei Fa! Come!" Cao Zhe beckoned, and a white thunder broke through the roof, and then fell hard on the sarcophagus.

During the lightning arc eruption, the 'evil energy' that was constantly gathering in the sarcophagus was instantly defeated.