The days of being a writer in a different world

Jiang Shicheng took the lead, with steel rings on his body, a miner's lamp on his head, and a walkie-talkie in his ears. He listened to the instructions of the tomb robber expert Professor Hu, dragged the exhaust fan with one hand, and pulled the long ventilation pipe behind him. down the hole.

The exhaust fan hung down for more than [-] meters, suddenly stopped, and finally reached the bottom.Lao Jiang pressed the temporarily modified remote control to start the exhaust fan, and the long exhaust pipe bulged into a solid drum.

After a few minutes, the silt should be almost exhausted. Jiang Shicheng really couldn't wait, and before Mr. Hu could speak, he pulled the lanyard and started rappelling.

After descending a little bit, he had to observe the surroundings and barely fix the steel ring with climbing nails. Mr. Hu said that this thing is not nailed deep, does not leak when smashed, and will not break the sand top.

Lao Jiang swung his hammer profusely in sweat, and reported the situation: "The cave wall is also artificially built of bluestone, and the mud marks and bryophytes on the surface have traces of being rubbed by heavy objects... Wait!"

Jiang Shicheng's complexion changed drastically and he pointed the overhead light at a cave wall, where there was an obvious pool of fresh blood, which was exactly where Cheng Chen hit the back of his head when he went down the cave.

Being dragged underground by that monster, with bloodstains all the way, I think it was more or less ominous.

"Blood... Master, he..." Jiang Shicheng choked up, and even a man like him with an iron heart couldn't bear to say it, "No matter what, I must find Cheng Chen's, his... ...In life, you want to see people, and in death, you want to see corpses..." His nose was sore, and he didn't finish speaking, his eyes widened, and he stared at the person who emerged from the bottom of the cave in disbelief.

I saw Cheng Lang carrying the blood-stained, motionless young master on his back, leaping freely all the way, occasionally touching the wall of the cave, just like a long-legged tarantula, quickly climbing from the ground to the entrance of the cave. place.When he passed by the stunned Jiang Shicheng, he paused for a moment, his cold dead fish eyes turned across, obviously he had heard Lao Jiang's remarks about "death to see the corpse".

"Yazi, you, you found Master..." Jiang Shicheng was quite convinced of Yazi's ability. This man with amnesia and mental retardation pretended to be a cute pet in front of Master An. Cool "style".It's a pity, there are no holidays, life and death are divided!

As he was feeling sad, he was frightened again.

I saw Master An, who was lying on Cheng Lang's shoulders, raised his head slightly, opened his eyes and smiled lazily: "Old Jiang! You really deserve to be an uncle of the police, and you are the best at cleaning. The following There are two dead people lying in the secret cave, one is the culprit, Old Yaodao, and the other is Baimaozhi, and I don’t see any other ones alive, so I’ll leave them all to you.”

Lao Jiang replied with protruding eyes: "... hiccup!"

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Master An was lying uncomfortably in the hospital, and was checked carefully here and there.

The head was bruised, and the shoulders, calves, and feet were pierced with 6 small holes in total. Fortunately, they were all just flesh wounds, and the wounds were smooth.After getting tetanus, I was given this medicine and that medicine, and bandaged around. According to the doctor's professional opinion, I observed for 24 hours to see if there were any sequelae of concussion. In fact, I can go home.

But this poking nail is no ordinary nail!Those who were poked were not ordinary people!

Lao Jiang, who spent night and day to fix the underground yin acupoint, came to Cheng Chen with the key evidence of "scattering soul nail", and insisted that Yu Laodao accompany the bed, and must observe it for a few days.Not worried about medical problems such as "tetanus" and "concussion", but worried about the zombie drama in the hospital. Who knows if the zombie virus is contagious? !In the horror movies of foreigners, it is transformed after one bite.

This kind of government's careful thinking is naturally inappropriate to tell the master, and Lao Jiang had to quietly strengthen the "guards" while telling the follow-up story and the ins and outs in different ways, so that Master An can rest at ease.

"...Oops! It's really thanks to you how you escaped from that place. We got more than a dozen excavators and dug up the five-meter-thick sand top, only to reveal the mechanism for opening the door.

The old demon who died there was called Zhenzhen, it was Yu Linfei—oh!It was the Yu Supervisor in the Wugong Mountain Temple, which belonged to his master and uncle.The old Taoist has always loved to play these non-mainstream Taoist arts. He has always been unable to get along with the Taoist priests in the temple. He walks alone, but he has a good medical skill of healing the spirit and has close contacts with several big families. , Among them is the Yue family. "

Lao Jiang winked, and Cheng Chen grinned coldly.

Jiang Shicheng was a little embarrassed, and hurriedly said: "The white-haired zombie should be raised by the old demon himself. The secret room is full of his self-made talismans, er, experimental equipment, materials and so on. There is also a simple Notes, recording the progress of his experiment on cultivating this white-haired jerk.

This demon way is really bold and reckless. Since the ancient ginkgo in the eyes of the seven-star soul-suppressing array died more than forty years ago, it has made the idea of ​​raising corpses. "

"Corpse?" Cheng Chen's hairs stood on end when he heard that.

Lao Jiang sighed leisurely, and stared at the uneasy old representative with dead fish eyes.

"Cough, cough, that's the handicraft of the ancestors, this, this, the younger generation is unworthy! I really didn't inherit this method, and I don't know if I am really a master. Cough, that is really a monster. How did you get this white hair so stiff? Yes." Yu Jianyuan hurriedly expressed his loyalty, crying innocently, he really didn't know!

Lao Jiang rolled his eyes, and said to Cheng Chen: "Our more than 100 people have searched the underground. In addition to the secret room where you were locked, there are several large 'tombs', and many of them were buried here and there. There are a total of 82. But they are all ancient bones, some of which are almost rotten, but there are also a few in the shape of air-dried beef, which means that they are not rotten, and they are about 700 years old. After counting according to the pit, There are no other unscientific creations that move."

Hearing what he said, Cheng Chen was disgusted and wanted to laugh. The bones were still counted according to the year. Could it be that they were digging ginseng treasures in the ground?

"...We examined the two corpses. The white stiffness should be written in the old Taoist's diary. A young man who died more than forty years ago. He called the child a 'prisoned cow'. The bone age was only nineteen, but the shape , Uh, you also saw it with your own eyes and touched it with your own hands, evil!" Lao Jiang showed a strange expression that could not be explained in words.

Cheng Lang cut a few slices of pears and handed them to Cheng Chen who was listening intently and sucking in the cold air. He gave Jiang Shicheng a cold look, and the latter immediately stopped talking about that disgusting thing wisely, so as not to remind the master that it was not good again. memory.

"In short, the old Taoist is probably half crazy. His pursuit of longevity has made him fascinated. He doesn't know where he got the 'prison cow', so he developed that kind of virtue and used secret methods to make it easy to understand. Instructions. He found out about our supernova Master An through the Yue family, and he has his eyes on you for some reason. This time, you just sent him to your door, isn’t that right?”

Cheng Chen's face was a little ugly, and he took a bite of the sweet and juicy pear.

"...Only after the old Taoist did an autopsy, I found out that this guy is terminally ill and won't live for a few days. No wonder he dared to kidnap someone in our group of guards so frantically."

Cheng Chen nodded. It turned out that that's what the old Taoist meant when he said "time doesn't wait for me". He was making a desperate fight.

After talking about the results of the investigation of the crime scene, Lao Jiang was waiting for Ai Ai, and whispered with a smile on his face: "Master, Master An! I am convinced, such an airtight secret room surrounded by one-meter-thick stone slabs in all directions, are you How did you get out? And how did you make that bear-like white-haired zombie and Yaodao into such a miserable state?"

Cheng Chen squinted his eyes, hummed, and said calmly: "Villains die because of talking too much, you have to learn this supreme truth! As for how to escape, I don't believe you haven't read it." That completed "Laoshan Taoist". If it weren't for your uselessness, would I be in such a miserable situation?!"

Jiang Shicheng rubbed his head, hehe, hehe and hehe!

Yu Laodao listened to the conversation of the few people gradually slowing down, and he also tried to hehe: "Master An, I always thought that you were just writing fairy tales, and you were very good at compiling ancient Chinese prose. The mantras I have passed down from generation to generation are slightly different, but it is obvious that they are inherited in one continuous line.

When Yaodao and Bai Maozhuan met you, they met their nemesis. It can be said that a little bit of snow met the vast sun, and they waved to ashes. Well, if you don't use flattery skills, it's enough. Once you use it, it's a martial art trick.

"Okay, okay, at your age, just speak up!" Cheng Chen was a little overwhelmed by this mental attack, and interrupted him by stroking his bristling hair.I am also thankful in my heart that this nine-character mantra is different from the existing ones in this world. Otherwise, if I can't write a spiritual book, it will be a disaster.

There was a slight movement in my heart, huh?It seems that both "The Great Compassion Mantra" and "Nine-Character Mantra" have a characteristic. They are not novels describing intelligent creatures, but they can inspire spirits, and their effects are effective, and they may be applied more than once.Does this have anything to do with the beliefs of the millions of believers on Earth?Or that the scriptures are related to the "skills" of Buddhism and Taoism?In the future, you can find time to study it carefully.

"Hehehe, I'm talking about your big bluestone slab that records the mantra of spiritual scriptures. Can this be entrusted to the temple? We will study and recite it every day, keep it in mind, so as to warn future generations, and practice the way more firmly. Heart." Yu Laodao hurriedly said again, "If you can leave this mantra and authenticity, I will definitely thank you very much! I will make you feel comfortable and satisfied, and return home satisfied."

This is the truth. In peaceful times, Taoist temples are still located in scenic spots, and Taoists are not short of money.

When he said this, Cheng Chen remembered the bluestone table that he was forced to press on, almost used as a chopping board, with black lines all over his head.This is the first spiritual book made of such a big stone.

Thinking about the panic and despair at that time, Cheng Chen said angrily: "Do you think I am a person who is short of money? I can offer a book, and I will definitely ask for a big thank you, and I have to add all the Daoist scriptures in your Guanli sect! Don't worry, I only borrow it, not take yours."

He didn't even think about carrying a big rock home for auction, so let the Taoist mantra stay in "it"'s home!But can this mantra be learned from the method of overcoming the curse, tattooed on the body, and use it whenever you want?

Thinking of the Yue family, Cheng Chen's face darkened, it would not be a good thing to have anything to do with his family, and this time, no matter whether it was intentional or unintentional, he was tricked again.

Looking at the autumn scenery outside the window, Cheng Chen really wanted to say with deep emotion: "It's getting cold, let the Yue family go bankrupt!"