Qingyue Temple

As soon as Fang Shanshui entered the temple, he subconsciously walked towards the Langya Cave in the back mountain. When he got to the front of the cave, he realized that something was wrong. He had been drenched in chicken blood today. He should study "Corpse Refining Canon" now, why? Came here.

Fang Shanshui frowned, and even burned a yellow talisman to experiment, and found that there was no such nightmare atmosphere, so he put aside his doubts and walked into the cave.

Now that we've come here, let's go in and see Master.

Fang Shanshui's figure disappeared into the dark shadows in the cave. From the outside, he seemed to be swallowed by a monster's big mouth, but Fang Shanshui couldn't feel anything strange in it.

After Fang Shanshui entered the cave, the ashes of the yellow talisman he had just burned behind him slowly fell from the air.

When it landed on the ground, it suddenly seemed to be ignited by some unknown thing again, and turned into a trace of sparks, burning a little bit of glass melting in the void.

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Master's coffin turned from black to red day by day, and the original natural wooden texture on the coffin gradually seemed to be painted with patterns of burning flames.

The most strange thing is that these flame patterns seem to be alive, bright and shiny, and the tentacles are hot. It seems to flow from time to time, forming patterns that look like red feathers. The feathers in the pattern swing from time to time, igniting clusters of flames. The flame seemed to be able to burst out of the coffin at any time.

Fang Shanshui observed carefully along the coffin. These flame marks were also found in the notes of the ancestors, which shows that there should be no major mistakes in his refining process.However, the flame patterns recorded in the notes of the ancestors are not so vivid, and there is no mention of what patterns the flames look like...

The old saying is concise, maybe the patriarch thought it was unnecessary to record it, so he left it out?Fang Shanshui frowned, and could only temporarily accept this guess.

"Master, how are you doing recently?" Fang Shanshui spoke to the coffin, but just after he said a word, he became speechless.

Master is dead, so what else?Suffering from burning souls in the corpse refining circle every day, maybe his consciousness has been destroyed long ago.

Fang Shanshui shook his head, turned around to leave, and just took two steps when he heard a "squeak" behind him.

Fang Shanshui's leaving footsteps stopped suddenly, and he stood still for a few seconds before turning around to look.

The coffin behind him was fine, but the lid had not been opened.

Fang Shanshui cautiously looked around, walked to the coffin again, stroked the cracks along the edge of the coffin with his palm to check, it was probably absorbed by the air in the coffin and the corpse gas, the coffin lid was tightly closed, and there was no trace of movement.

After checking for a long time, no problems were found, Fang Shanshui gave up and said: "Master, I'm leaving, and I will come to see you tomorrow."

Fang Shanshui turned around again and left, and just after taking two steps this time, Fang Shanshui suddenly felt cold all over, and the air became heavy, as if countless invisible silk threads wrapped around his body, cold and continuous...

Fang Shanshui stood there unable to move.

There are footsteps approaching behind him, the footsteps seem to be very light, but the footsteps are heavy...

Keep getting closer.

Fang Shanshui only felt a chill behind him, as if ice-cold air was blowing against his back.

Suddenly, the footsteps stopped, and Fang Shanshui could only hear the beating of his own heart, but Fang Shanshui clearly felt that someone was standing behind him.

Fang Shanshui kept reciting the meditation formula silently, but every time he recited it, he felt that the invisible threads around him wound deeper, even penetrated under his skin and wrapped around his blood vessels.

At this time, a cold hand came up from behind Fang Shanshui.

The familiar long and pointed purple-black nails pressed sharply on Fang Shanshui's chest.

Seeing this familiar hand, Fang Shanshui couldn't help frowning again, he must have been dragged into a dream again.

When I checked at the entrance of the cave, I didn't find any abnormalities. Could it be that I was recruited after entering the cave?

Just as Fang Shanshui was thinking, he felt waterfall-like blue hairs pouring down, flowing down the skin of his shoulders and necks. His neck was as cold and smooth as water. Fang Shanshui, who couldn't move, felt inexplicable trembling all over his body, as if he had encountered a natural enemy. , and then felt the approaching dangerous aura stretch out its fangs, piercing sharply into the blood vessels on the side of his neck.

Fang Shanshui suffered from pain, and his blood flowed quickly, which quickly made him dizzy. The feeling of life force passing away was so real, Fang Shanshui was secretly startled, could it be that he was not in a dream?

"Master, Master..."

The person buried in the neck suddenly stopped, and the fangs left Fang Shanshui's body. Before Fang Shanshui was lucky, the neck suddenly became wet, but the person behind him was licking the bitten wound on his neck with his tongue.

The cold and sticky touch made Fang Shanshui's scalp explode.

Being bitten is justified, after all, the master has become a zombie, and he recognizes blood but does not recognize people.

But what the hell is wrong with biting and licking!And why is the zombie's tongue still wet?

I don't know if the strangeness in his heart was too strong, Fang Shanshui suddenly got rid of the frozen state, and suddenly broke away from the person behind him.

Fang Shanshui was about to take out something to stop the person who bit him, but when he turned around, he found that there was no one behind him, and the coffin was not opened at all, as if everything just now was just his illusion.

Fang Shanshui reached out to touch the bitten place on his neck, it was very light, but there were indeed two bleeding wounds that were healing, but the blood stains on the wounds had been licked away.

But before 49 days have passed, it is impossible for Master to come out of the coffin by himself, right?

Fang Shanshui walked to the coffin and observed around the coffin again. There was nothing abnormal, just like when he was about to leave for the first time.

"Master, is that you? Are you there?" Fang Shanshui knocked on the coffin lid, and then shouted to the surroundings. His echo echoed in the cave, and only his voice received no response.

Fang Shanshui wanted to open the lid of the coffin to see if the master was still inside, but thinking of the master's last words and the taboos of the corpse refining circle, Fang Shanshui didn't move his hand for a long time.

Just when Fang Shanshui was hesitating, the coffin lid suddenly moved by itself, creaking and creaking. Fang Shanshui wanted to back away, but suddenly his body could not move again. His feet seemed to be caught by a hand protruding from the ground, and he watched helplessly. The lid of the coffin was lifted little by little in front of him, and inside the coffin——was empty?

At this time, Fang Shanshui was suddenly pushed lightly by someone behind him, and fell into the coffin.

"Hey..." After Fang Shanshui fell into the coffin, the coffin lid quickly closed automatically, without giving Fang Shanshui any chance to react.

Even Fang Shanshui's night vision couldn't see anything clearly in the darkness where he couldn't see his fingers.

Fang Shanshui turned over and patted the coffin lid, and shouted through the coffin lid: "Master, are you awake? Do you remember me? I am Shanshui, what did you lock me up for?"

After taking two shots, Fang Shanshui suddenly realized that there was no one outside the coffin, and there was someone beside him.

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When Fang Shanshui woke up, he found himself lying on the bed in his room.

The moonlight shone dimly into the room through the open window, and the half-turned "Corpse Refining Canon" on the table not far away was flipping the footer in the night wind.

Fang Shanshui completely forgot when he returned to the house, and when he fell asleep. He only remembered that in the dream just now, he was dragged into the coffin by his master in the Langya Cave.

Why do you have such a dream?Fang Shanshui couldn't understand it.

If the dream is just a demon, Fang Shanshui can understand the dream that the master turned into a zombie and sucked his blood. After all, he has been worried that the master will kill people uncontrollably in the future, and he has always been full of guilt for his behavior as an executioner. I am afraid that when the master becomes a zombie and his consciousness is reborn, he will bear hatred for him.

But in the dream, after the master dragged him into the coffin, he didn't suck his blood any more, even laying side by side in the coffin with him, he ignored him, as if he had turned back into an immobile corpse again.

"Meow, ow!" In the dark night, the sharp cry of the black cat suddenly came, interrupting Fang Shanshui's meditation.

This is the unique warning sound of a black cat when it finds an enemy. The last time I heard it call this way, it was the first time we met. The black cat found his master.

Fang Shanshui knew that the person he was waiting for had finally arrived.

From the moment he returned to Huaiyun Town, Fang Shanshui felt that someone was secretly spying on him. They should have been following him from the train, and he had contact with him on the train. However, Fang Shanshui can be sure that the one following him is that group. grave robber.

It's just that Fang Shanshui couldn't figure it out, obviously those tomb robbers had recovered the jade that he intercepted halfway, why were they still staring at him?

There is still one week until the 49th coffin-keeping deadline. The environment on Qingyue Mountain is becoming more and more unsuitable for strangers to stay for a long time. Although he can't figure out the reason why this group of tomb robbers are eyeing him, Fang Shanshui can't feel at ease if he doesn't get rid of these people Leave Qingyue Mountain.

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Monkey led a group of people and sneaked into Qingyue Mountain at night.

When he mixed in with the helpers to plant trees a few days ago, the monkey had already grasped the topography of the mountain clearly, and secretly left some hints for himself. Now he went up the mountain at night, without any ambiguity.

The people that the monkey brought were not friendly, but they looked even more vicious than Lin Er's group. These people who went up the mountain all carried their hands, and even had gunpowder in their boxes.

"Brother Monkey, is there really a big tomb in this mountain?"

Monkey: "[-]% chance."

"Okay, let's vote for him. Isn't there only a little Taoist priest on the mountain? I heard that this mountain is still his private land. It's a good idea. If he is killed, no one else will get in the way. We can take it easy. try to find!"

"But, didn't Brother Hou say that Lin Er should have discovered what's going on here?"

Monkey: "He can't get away now, this is our chance."

"Yes, the Lin family is so good at eating alone, and when they come, how can we have our share, and follow Brother Monkey to do it!"

This time, what the Lin family got from the tomb of the Shang Dynasty made everyone in the circle turn red-eyed with jealousy. If it wasn't for the fact that the Lin family couldn't afford to mess with it, they would have been swallowed alive long ago.

Now that a large tomb can be robbed from Lin Er's subordinates, the few people are so excited that they can't wait to dig Qingyue Mountain to the bottom immediately.

The author has something to say: Fang Shanshui: Master, I am leaving, and I will come to see you tomorrow.

entangled.

Fang Shanshui: I really have to go, I will come tomorrow.

Throw it in the coffin and cover it.

Cough cough, Master's corpse is dead, so some unusual changes have taken place.