It's a celestial master, not a Taoist priest

The old man was shocked, picked up the paper man with a broken neck in the coffin, and shouted: "Village chief, look!"

The village head was also surprised: "What's going on?!"

Chaos broke out outside, and inside Feng Quan's coffin, Shang Yang clutched his stomach and was so hungry.

Feng Quan looked up at the sky through the talisman paper figurine outside, the full moon was hanging high, and there was no dark cloud.

Instead, he brought Shang Yang to his eyes, pinched his eyelids to look, and used spiritual power to transmit a sound to his ear:

"Then I don't have any persimmons here for you. Wait a little longer, don't worry."

The village head outside is saying:

"The gods will not come tonight. Open these coffins and see what's going on inside. Are the tributes still there?"

The old men obeyed silently and opened the coffins one by one.Those lying inside were all the guests of the program. Although they were awake, they couldn't move at all, and could only look at the people outside in horror.

The most powerful one is the female artist named Jing Han. Although she can't move, her voice is soaring.

She screamed: "Ahh - who are you, why are you arresting us - are you a human or a ghost -"

Then, the coffin that Feng Quan was in was about to be opened.Feng Quan took out the cinnabar from his bosom, cut off a small lock of his hair, and tapped Shang Yang's forehead with the cinnabar on the tip of his hair.

Shang Yang's body froze, and then his limbs drooped.

Feng Quan held Shang Yang up by his armpits, facing the coffin lid.At the same moment, the coffin was opened by someone outside.

"Open the coffin—"

The moonlight outside shone on Shang Yang, he opened his eyes suddenly, with long nails growing on his hands, and jumped out of the coffin, which surprised everyone.

Feng Quan smiled, "Let Shangyang go."

After Shang Yang jumped out of the coffins, he stood in the open space between the coffins. He was less than a person's waist height, exuding a gloomy and fierce aura.And Feng Quan slowly sat up from the coffin, looked at the surrounding scene, and snapped his fingers:

"Let's vent your energy, don't hold back, or you won't grow up."

Shang Yang's pupils suddenly turned black. He raised his head and looked at the people around him without any emotion.

He is obviously a little Douding, but the people around him feel a huge threat.

Although these villagers are old, they moved very quickly, and in the next moment, they quickly surrounded Shangyang. The village chief said with a serious face:

"Arrest him."

Feng Quan smiled and looked at the scene in front of him.

As he expected, these villagers not only have problems, but also quite serious problems.

Just like now, their methods of dealing with Shang Yang are much more vicious than ordinary methods.

The villagers took out a thin bamboo tube and blew towards Shangyang, and a thin white mist scattered towards Shangyang.Feng Quan sniffed it, it was corpse poison.

He quickly squeezed the formula with his fingers, and a wind formed by spiritual power appeared around him, blowing and closing the opened coffins containing the captured people, and blowing the corpse poison away from these coffins.

But what made these people miscalculate was that the corpse poison had no effect on Shang Yang.If it was really useful, it would make Shang Yang even more excited.

I saw Shang Yang jumping up and down where he was, but he was nowhere to be seen.Appearing again, he was climbing behind a villager, his dark nails pinching the neck of that person.

The village chief said in horror: "What the hell is this?!"

Shang Yang looked at him, his dark pupils were fixed on the village chief, and he suddenly grinned.

The village head backed away in panic, and hurriedly said: "Quick, quick—please grandpa!"

Grandpa?Feng Quan raised his eyebrows in doubt.

All the villagers couldn't care less about Fengquan and the dozen or so people lying in the coffin, and hurried into the ancestral hall.The villager who was caught by Shang Yang trembled and did not dare to move, and cast a look at the village chief for help.

Not long after the patriarch and his group entered the ancestral hall, Feng Quan knew who the "grandfather" they were talking about was.

Because a group of people rushed into the ancestral hall, Feng Quan saw a pitch-black coffin in the middle of the ancestral hall through the open door.

The coffin was huge, and compared to the coffins used to hold their captured show guests, it looked a lot more noble.Not long after these people entered, Feng Quan heard a "bang bang" sound coming from the coffin.

It was as if something was struggling to get out of the coffin.Shang Yang was attracted by the voice, and let go of the man who was restrained, leaving a small black handprint on his neck.

Shang Yang jumped up and stood on top of the coffin the next moment, looking at the coffin below with a puzzled expression.

The surrounding villagers took advantage of this opportunity to retreat quickly. At this moment, the contents of the coffin lifted the lid of the coffin and Shang Yang, who was standing on it, stood up from the coffin!

Feng Quan took a closer look, hey, isn't this an old zombie!

Coincidentally, one is an old zombie and the other is a young zombie.Feng Quan walked back and forth on the two bodies for a while, and then he sat back and watched in peace.

The zombie crawled out of the coffin, which the village head called "Grandpa Grandpa", looked like a person from more than 100 years ago, wearing late Qing-style clothes, with dark skin and half-meter-long nails.On the other hand, Shang Yang in front of him is smaller and as tender as a meat bun, facing each other, he looks like a chicken with fried hair.

The old zombie was the first to pounce on it.

He jumped up, but couldn't get out of the coffin even after jumping several times. He stretched his paws towards Shang Yang, bared his teeth, and looked very fierce.But Shang Yang's eyes lit up.

His eyes moved up and down following the jump of the old zombie. When the old zombie jumped, he would nod his head accordingly.

Later, for some reason, Shang Yang was actually amused by "hehehe".

Seeing all this, Feng Quan couldn't bear to look directly and covered his eyes.

The war ended very quickly.The old zombie looks bluffing, but in fact he can't even walk. He is not the opponent of Shang Yang, the "little chicken". It became a real corpse from a hundred years ago, unable to move, lying straight back into the coffin.

Shang Yang was so proud that he couldn't hold back and yelled at the moon.Feng Quan didn't realize it was broken until he heard the sharp voice, he quickly got out of the coffin, moved behind Shang Yang in an instant, and picked him up by his back collar.

Shang Yang jumped a few times in the air, then turned to face Feng Quan, his dark eyes were quite innocent.

Feng Quan knocked him on the head, held Shang Yang in one hand, drew a talisman in front of him with the other, and read:

"Heaven has its generals, and the earth has its demons, cut off evil spirits and eliminate evil spirits, and relieve difficulties and dangers, just like the wrath of dry gods, smashing bones into ashes!"①

He raised his palm upwards, and a rune emerged from his palm, lifted into the air, grew bigger and bigger, and then turned into a golden light covering the entire village.

Feng Quan stood on the spot and listened attentively, then he was a little surprised.There is no corpse, it shouldn't be.

Could it be that there is not a single corpse in such a village?

Shang Yang, who was being carried, still had no idea what the consequences of his previous roar might cause, and he was currently gnawing his long nails.

Confirming that no corpse would crawl out of the ground, Feng Quan looked down at Shang Yang.

The red spot on Shang Yang's forehead was slowly disappearing.Feng Quan raised his head, the moonlight in the sky faded, and the sky in the east had changed from dark black to dark blue, and then to light blue.Then Feng Quan turned his head and sighed at Shang Yang.

Shang Yang grinned, revealing a pair of long and sharp canine teeth.

Feng Quan bit his fingertips and drew a vertical stroke on Shang Yang's forehead. Shang Yang's limbs fluttered, and then his eyes returned from dark black to normal black and white, and his sharp nails and teeth retracted.

"Still hungry?" Feng Quan shook the little one in his hand.

Shang Yang blinked, regained his senses, touched his stomach, and said in surprise: "Hey, I'm not hungry anymore!"

"Let's do this first. It will be dawn soon. Later, we will walk around the village and find something to eat."

Shang Yang smacked his lips, and suddenly said to Feng Quan excitedly: "Am I just now amazing? Am I amazing?"

Feng Quan put Shang Yang on the coffin and sat on it, and said perfunctorily: "You are the most powerful."

Shang Yang raised his chin triumphantly.Instead, he asked, "How did you make me so powerful?"

Feng Quan shrugged, "There are a lot of tricks."

While talking, Feng Quan drew symbols on the palm of his hand.After the painting was finished, he put it in front of his face and blew lightly on his palm. Under Shang Yang's surprised eyes, a group of paper-wrapped people rushed out of the previous house in a line, passed by them, and surrounded the ancestral hall.

Feng Quan calmly ordered: "Tie them up."

The paper-wrapped people followed the order to tie up the villagers.Shang Yang tugged on Feng Quan's clothes, and asked endlessly:

"How did you do it? Why can't I do this even if I'm so powerful?"

Feng Quan replied: "Some small spells, I am a Taoist priest, you are a zombie, you can't draw the spiritual power of heaven and earth, of course you can't learn them."

Shang Yang tilted his head: "But I don't think these little spells of yours are serious at all. But your previous one—the one that glows when you draw a talisman, looks like an expert!"

"I study these little tricks just to save effort. Those who look tall have to chant spells and control spiritual power, and it's not fun."

Shang Yang pouted, "I also want to learn for fun."

Feng Quan squinted at him, "Okay, I can teach you small spells that don't require spiritual power."

Shang Yang's eyes lit up.

Feng Quan commanded: "While there is still moonlight, you are very strong, help me move these coffins to the open space over there, and let them dry in the sun when the sun comes out."

Shang Yang felt unbelievable when he heard the words. He looked at the more than ten coffins neatly arranged on the ground—one coffin as big as ten of him—and then looked at Feng Quan, pointing at himself, in disbelief:

"Me? Move them?"

Feng Quan nodded.

Shang Yang looked angrily at Feng Quan, who stretched himself, lay back in his coffin and closed his eyes to rest.

Shang Yang angrily smashed the big rock next to him with his small fist.