Painted skin jade series

Li said that the master and uncles said that the martial arts taught in our temple can make people beautiful and live longer, so it is not nonsense.

Ying Chou shook his head, not believing it.He didn't feel that he had become more beautiful at all, and everyone still called him ugly.

Ying Li said, immortality is great, I am willing to suffer no matter how hard it is, but not here.Wait until I have learned it all before running away!hum.

Ying Chou never thought about running away.

Ying Li said, yesterday I gave Ying Jie a peach from a guest worshiping the Buddha, but his master beat it out.

Ying Chou thought, if he was Ying Jie, he would definitely not let his master bully Ying Li.

Ying Li said, I heard from my master, that Master Shandao, the master who should be warned, is actually sick!Never met anyone in the temple.

Ying Chou thought, Shandao is so strong, how could he be sick?

Ying Li said, I am very happy to hear that, Ying Jie definitely did not have an affair with his master!hehe……

Ying Chou thought, if Dao Shan is willing to get down, Ying Jie's physical strength will not be a problem.

Ying Li said, Ying Jie must know that I chased him so hard, but I don't know what he thinks...

Ying Chou nodded, the birds under the eaves of Qingdi Temple probably knew what Ying Li was thinking, Ying Jie was not a piece of wood, how could they not know.

Ying Li said, sometime, it would be great if he and I could talk like you and me.

Ying Chou frowned, but unfortunately, he was not Ying Jie.

Never.

Ying Jie and Ying Li really spoke.

Master Shandao was really sick, this big man like a mountain fell down like the wind blowing him down.

Shandao died and was buried in the back mountain, only Ying Jie knelt in front of the grave.

Yingli couldn't see it, and ran to give Yingjie something to eat.

Ying Jie glanced at Ying Li, and the first thing he said was, I was born by him.

Yingli staggered and almost fell, he thought again, who said that Master Shandao is sick, it's not that he gave birth to such a handsome son, I don't know which beautiful girl Yingjie's mother is.

Ying Jie looked at the tombstone and said, Shan Dao is my mother.

Yingli's heart almost jumped out of his mouth, he opened his mouth and couldn't close it, he thought he must have been too tired last night and heard it wrong.

He suddenly smiled and said, who would have thought that a man would have children.But in Qingdi Temple, there is such a nonsense thing!He wanted to leave and take me away, but according to the temple regulations of Qingdi Temple, people in Qingdi Temple cannot escape the control of Qingdi Temple unless they die.Hahaha, if he didn't beg me to live before he died, I really don't want to continue living in such a ridiculous place!

Ying Li has never seen Ying Jie smile, Ying Jie has always had a frosty wooden face!Although Ying Jie's smile is pretty, Ying Li dare not look at it, Ying Ji's smile is the same as Ying Jie's words, every sentence hurts people's heart!There was not a single tear in Ying Jie's red eyes, but there was a vicious look...

Yingli changed the subject, asked hesitantly for a while, have you never been down the mountain?

Ying Jie looked at him and nodded.Ying Jie said, I grew up in the mountains when I was a child, and came here when I grew up.

In the mountains?Should leave to ask.

Ying Jie looked up and said, yes, in the mountains.Anyone who is sick in the temple will be sent there.

ill?Ying Li didn't understand anymore.

Ying Jie twitched the corner of his mouth without a smile and said, what kind of elixir did Guiyang Dao think he had been researching and refining?

Send Zidan?Ying Li's brain is clear, but he feels struck by lightning. Is this true?

Ying Jie said that there are, but most of the medicines given to outsiders are not real medicines.Genuine medicines are relatively rare, and most of them will only be used on their own people. Moreover, because the medicine is too strong, few people can persist until they give birth, and most of them die without a smooth delivery. Therefore, even in the temple, they are rarely used. .

Ying Li's footsteps were a little weak, as if he was dreaming. Amidst the rumble of thunder, he thought, was it because Master Shandao was selected because of his strong physique?

Ying Jie went on to say that most of the people who tested the medicine as experimental products were old and decrepit disciples. If they took the medicine and became pregnant again, they would be called "sick" and sent to the "mountain". These people are dead. I don't know if I live.

Ying Li was surprised and speechless.

Ying Jie glanced at Ying Li and said, you look at me now, don't you look like a monster, very strange?

Ying Li immediately shook his head, vigorously.

You should refrain from making a sound.

Fearing that he was about to cry, Ying Li ran to Ying Jie and knelt down, supported him and asked, do you think I'm dirty?

Ying Jie frowned incomprehensibly, then shook his head.

Ying Li smiled, smiled at a flower, he boldly hugged Ying Jie and said, I feel dirty, I think you are beautiful, I am afraid to make you angry even when I talk to you, you are willing to talk to me, I am already happy It's too late, how can I feel you are strange because of a few words you said?

When Ying Li spoke, tears welled up in his eyes with joy.

Ying Jie stretched out his hand in a daze, and touched Ying Li's wet eyes with his fingertips, Ying Jie nodded mechanically, and said, I believe you.

Ying Li smiled and said, I brought you meat buns and vegetable buns, and you have been kneeling all day and night without eating.Eat something first.

Ying Jie frowned and said, not hungry.

Ying Li looked at Ying Jie and said, do you hate Qingdi Temple very much?

You should stop nodding.

Ying Li showed an evil smile, said, Ying Jie, you have to believe, we will escape as long as we want.Although there is nothing we can do now, as long as we wait, one day, we will see that opportunity...

Ying Jie looks at Ying Li.

Ying Li said, no matter how bad the Qingdi Temple is, we can't punish ourselves for its badness, right?No matter how bad it is, we must live better.What is there to be afraid of?As long as there is life, there is always hope.

Ying Jie understands these principles, but he never thinks about them, and even finds them ridiculous.But speaking from Yingli's mouth, looking at Yingli's sparkling eyes, Yingji also seems to feel that what Yingli said is not something that is out of reach.

Alive, there is always hope.

Wait, there is always a chance.

Ying Li asked again, Master Shandao is gone, will those people in the temple bully you?

Shandao didn't get along well with many people in the temple because of his bad temper and over-maintaining the precepts.

Ying Jie shook his head and said, they can't embarrass me.I'm not as weak as you think, I know what to do.

Ying Li glanced at Ying Jie in confusion.

With red eyes, Ying Jie smiled at him again.

☆, (11 fresh coins) 1.4

The things that followed were both expected and unexpected, like buds bursting from branches in spring, popping out one by one.

The east window incident happened.

Ying Chou, who kept his ears to the outside world, also knew something.

The dozens of boys and girls who disappeared in Taiyuan City were not because of ghosts and ghosts, but because someone flayed their skins and made paintings, deliberately creating a puzzle of heartbreaking corpses.Skynet was restored, and the retribution was not good.

The perpetrators are exposed.

Ying Chou vaguely knew that the dozen or so teenagers in Qingdi Temple were caught in the city during the chaos.

Those who catch people and commit crimes are all inextricably linked to Qingdi Temple.Can't escape.

The monks of Qingdi Temple began to get anxious.

No matter how much gold and silver, no amount of friendship, no amount of talent, it seems that this shocking case of public grievances cannot be suppressed.

The officials who intervened in the trial are said to be the prince and the young general from the capital.

It is said that the ghosts who died unjustly woke up in the murderous palace and handed out blood.

It is said that horrible skeletons crawled out of the mud and were moved to the yamen to be claimed by their relatives in order to find their relatives.The Qingdi Temple was also invited to send monks to chant scriptures and knock wooden fish to calm the restless ghosts.

Yingli has been very happy these days, and she can't leave her smile.

Ying Chou was afraid in his heart, even seeing Yingli's smile, he was terrified, for some reason, he was afraid that something would happen to Yingli.In Ying Chou's heart, it seems that every time Qingdi Temple makes trouble, there is Yingli's share.

Ying Li smiled and drank the tea that Ying Chou poured.

Ying Li asked, Ah Chou, if there is a chance to leave Qingdi Temple, do you want to go?

Ying Chou seemed to be hit with a stick, shook his head, shook his head again, pulled Ying Li and asked, what happened?

Ying Chou looked so anxious that he almost cried.

Ying Li smiled, brushed away Ying Chou's hand, and sighed, I knew you were a stubborn fool.Do you like this place full of pickles so much?

Ying Chou sits in a daze, the outside is scary, everyone is fierce, I, I don't want to leave.

Yingli held his chin, looked at him and said, okay, okay, I got it.But, Ah Chou, do you remember what I said when I first met you?

Ying Chou nodded.

Ying Lidao, if there is a chance, I will definitely run first.

Ying Chou opened his mouth and asked, Xiaoli, what have you done?

Ying Li squinted his eyes and smiled, how do you know I did something bad?

Ying Chou's eyebrows began to droop again.

Ying Li pulled Ying Chou's hair and said, I didn't do anything, don't worry.Me, I just entertained the nobles in our temple and said something that I should not say, that is the prince who investigated the case.I originally thought that they came to visit the mountains and rivers to see the beauties, but I didn't expect that they were not worthless and could do some practical things.

Ying Chou doesn't quite understand.

Ying Li said again, I really underestimated Ying Jie, he has great abilities, he didn't need to practice acacia, he was so powerful that he could pass through ghosts and gods, and he also taught me a lot of small spells, I met a bad luck ghost, and saw a real person Pregnant, it turns out that men can also...

Seeing Ying Li looking him up and down, Ying Chou touched his face uncomfortably.

Ying Li smiled, Ah Chou, you have gained weight recently.

Should be ugly.

Ying Li poked his face, did someone tell you that you are not as ugly as before.

Ying Chou said softly, the master said, I am uglier than before, don't sway in front of others.

Ying Li laughed so hard that he lost his eyes, and cursed, you are such a fool, you will believe whatever your master says.After talking about it, Ying Li had a complicated look in his eyes, and said, Ah Chou, I'm really worried about you.

Ying Chou is strange, why are you worried about me?

Yingli covered his face with his hands and said, I'm afraid you will have a lot of children in the future!

Ying Chou blushed and stammered, I, I'm not a woman, how could that be?

Ying Li just smiled and said, Ah Chou, I'm gone, you have to take good care of yourself.No matter what happens in the future, I will remember you.

Ying Chou doesn't understand, what are you talking about?

Ying Li drank the tea in the cup and said to Ying Chou that he didn't care about anything, which was pretty good.

Ying Chou knows that this sentence means that stupid people have stupid blessings.He should be ugly and willing to be a fool.The outside world is too chaotic. There are demons and ghosts in the temple, and there are more demons and ghosts outside. If you don’t eat or drink outside, you have to be afraid. It’s better to have a tile in the temple to shelter from the rain.Even the father can sell the baby, what else is impossible?People are scary.

should leave.

The wind of calamity blew to Qingdi Temple at once.

The supernatural abbot first got the news from the Yamen.The temple was in chaos.

Ying Chou panicked, he thought of Ying Li's words, but sure enough, he couldn't find Ying Li.Ying Chou tugged at his master's clothes, weeping, but he couldn't speak.

His master laughed and touched the little bald head, and said, why, my Ah Chou also knows that he is in a hurry?

Ying Chou opened his eyes wide and opened his mouth wide, but he knew that he couldn't say anything about Ying Li.What happened to Yingli, where did Yingli go, did Yingli run away?Is Yingli and Yingjie...

Ying Chou's master took Ying Chou's chubby hand, squeezed Ying Chou's chubby cheek and said, Master will take A Chou with him wherever he goes, don't be afraid.

Ying Chou nodded.

The master said, quickly pack up your luggage, bring your bags and clothes, and you will be leaving at night.

Everyone wants to go, those who want to go, those who don't want to go.

Ying Chou didn't ask any more questions, and obediently went to pack her luggage.While packing my luggage, I shed tears.

Ying Chou feels that he will never see Ying Li again.

This farewell has been going on for many years.

Sure enough, no one saw anyone again.

The Qingdi Temple outside the city of Taiyuan, the yamen's search warrant has not yet been issued, overnight, there is no monk inside or outside.The ever-burning lamps on the Buddhist hall were burning, the coiled dragon incense was burning, the monks and their personal belongings were all removed, and there was no trace of fleeing outside the hall, as if everyone had disappeared out of thin air.

It's a suspicious case.

Some people say that none of the people living in the Qingdi Temple are disciples of the Buddha, but ghosts who have become spirits.

It was that night that Ying Chou knew how powerful Qingdi Temple's martial arts... are.

People can fly.

The master scooped him up and leaped several miles, with his toes a little above the top of the tree, and he was able to fly out, carrying the fat Yingchou just like carrying a vegetable basket.The other brothers and uncles are also not simple, only a few Jingbu disciples who are usually as lazy as Ying Chou who are too lazy to practice are relatively stupid and need help.

Ying Chou couldn't help wondering, did Ying Li also fly away?

Ying Chou's master patted Ying Chou on the head and said, it's time to lose weight, apprentice.

Ying Chou nodded and said, yes, master.

The wind is blowing in my ears.

The apprentice asked the master, where are we going?

The master answers the apprentice, in the mountains, in my hometown.

The apprentice nostalgicly forgot what happened.

The master twisted his ears and said, don't think about those who escaped, they are smarter than you.

Ying Chou was startled, his face was snow white.When did he say something was missing?

His master said cheaply that even the Qing Emperor's people cannot escape.Forget about you who became a monk on the way, born and raised at home, they are neither human nor animal, how do you escape, how do you escape as a half-ghost?

Ying Chou frowned, Master, I don't understand.

The master laughed loudly, touched the fat buttocks of the apprentice, his eyes were dark, don't you understand?Sooner or later you will understand.As a teacher, I see you as a good seedling.

☆, (13 fresh coins) 1.5

The so-called hometown in the mountains is no different from Qingdi Temple. The architectural style and room layout are similar to Qingdi Temple.It's just that one is outside the downtown area and the other is deep in the mountains.

This place is bigger than Qingdi Temple and has more people than Qingdi Temple.Not only the younger generation of monks, but also the old monks who are dying, and the young monks who are toddlers.

This is called Gaoma Temple.

The little monk asked the master, why is it called Gaoma Temple?

The master said, because the master's master... the master came here on a tall horse, and saw that there are mountains outside the mountains, valleys outside the valleys, and a river of waterfalls like rushing horse urine, so he built a temple here and settled down. At the beginning, there was only a small cave, and later generations gradually expanded and expanded, and the number of people increased.

There are more people, familiar faces make new faces, and more people spoil the little monk.

The little monk Yingchou grew up slowly, gradually became a great monk, and became an old... monk.

The little monk Yingchou thought that he was probably going to die soon.

It's not like what Yingli said, the Qingdi Temple has the magic of immortality.Even if there is a spell of immortality in this world, it is not in Qingdi Temple.

But Ying Li is right, the acacia technique of Qingdi Temple can keep people beautiful and young, and prolong the aging period.

Ying Chou's master died when he was more than 100 years old, but Ying Chou has lived to almost 150 years old.

Those memories of my youth have been a little bit mottled.The old Ying Chou still remembers Ying Li when he was young.

The older Ying Chou gets, the less he likes to be lively.

In the Gaoma Temple, people come and go every year, and it is full of vitality.

Ying Chou asked his sons to dig a cave for him on the opposite side of the Gaoma Temple, brought in the necessities, arranged it like a home, opened the wooden window, and could see the Gaoma Temple, and he could also see the cave with the Gaoma Temple. Ying Chou likes the big waterfall in a valley.

The older Ying Chou is, the lazier he is, the less willing he is to move, but the people who come to hug him all say that it is a lazy style, except that the chrysanthemum is really loose, but the chrysanthemum is loose, you can eat some chrysanthemum pills, or practice more exercises , and the fragrance came back.But Ying Chou was lazy, so fewer and fewer people came to him.

Ying Chou can't remember how many people he has been friends with in these years.In Gaoma Temple, these things are as common as washing hands after eating.

I don't know if it's because of the thick skin, but Ying Chou is one of the few strong men in the temple who can endure life.Ying Chou's first few births were all his master's children, and he didn't even remember who the father was for the children born later.

Because there are many beauties, there are few loyal couples in the temple.

Guiyang Dao and Abbot Ying Chou have met before, the only couple who have been together for a long time, I don't know a few years ago, the abbot said that he was tired of living in the mountains, so Guiyang Dao took the abbot out to travel the world.The abbot hasn't aged for so many years.

Ying Chou touched his face. After coming here, it seemed as if he had stopped growing. Although the bones had changed, his face was still young.

The master said that those who learn the art of acacia well, learn it well, and use it more will be younger.

Ying Chou smiled.

Men give birth.He has become accustomed to this kind of thing that goes against nature.I was surprised when I first came here, but his soft personality seemed to be easy to adapt to. After a few months, when I was pregnant, I calmed down.

Giving birth was painful and bleeding all the time.

When he couldn't stand it anymore, he would bite his own arm until it was bloody.

Ying Chou heard from the master that the Songzi Wan in the temple is not the authentic Songzi Wan, but it is specially made by Guiyang Dao to catch the ghost energy and integrate the secret fruit, so the child born is not only your child, but also, Not your child, just drank your blood, ate your flesh, borrowed your stomach.

The master said, my obedient apprentice has a lot of meat, so he will probably be able to give birth smoothly.

Ying Chou thought, Master should be very happy.

Men want to stay rooted, even if it's just an empty thought.

The abbot seems to have never given birth, it really hurts... Ying Chou thought, Guiyangdao is a good person.

The Qingdi Temple outside the mountain is gone, and people in the mountain who are not willing to be lonely go out and build one after another, with different names, and the things they do are basically the same. They take money and people to support the people in the mountain.

When the children in the mountains grow up, they will be sent out to work one by one.

Most of the children born and raised in the family have some supernatural powers, and they are usually consulted for their opinions and arranged to enter the four deacons.After being outside for decades, you can come back, stay in another place, or take care of the old and the young in the mountains.Because, always looking ageless in the crowd, will definitely be regarded as a monster.

Ying Chou almost forgot what the outside world was like.

Ying Chou thought, his father, his sister, and his brother-in-law should all have died long ago.

He really had become like a monster unconsciously.Should smirk.

The son came in and said that an old friend was visiting.

Ying Chou turned her head and said, no see.

Where is there an old friend?

The son said, Dad, the other party said, you will definitely meet.Don't you know a man named Ying Li?

Ying Chou's heart skipped a beat.Want to stand up right away.But the bed was so soft that he just rolled over.

The son smiled and said, don't worry, Dad, I'll help you change your clothes.

Ying Chou asked, what about people?

The son said that the third child asked him to drink tea outside and wait.

Uh-huh.Ying Chou nodded.

Should leave, should leave, should leave!Are you alive too?Did you come to see me?Did you not forget me?You should wipe your eyes ugly.

The son said happily, Dad, you didn't shed tears.

Ying Chou gritted his teeth, is he too old to cry?

He put on his outer shirt and shoes indiscriminately, kicked and walked outside.

Ying Chou nagged and asked him to wait, he must be angry, his temper has always been so bad.

Ying Chou thought about it, and laughed himself first, as if he really saw Ying Li who raised his eyebrows.

But when he saw the monk standing outside and bowing to him, Ying Chou's smile froze on his face.

The person who came said: "I am Yuantong, a disciple of Jixiang Temple. I would like to say hello to my uncle."

Ying Chou couldn't say a word for a while, his lips trembled, and asked: "Where is Yingli, what about Yingli, Yingli..."

Ying Chou's tears really fell down this time.

The visitor straightened up and said, "Master has passed away for more than twenty years."

"Master? Master!" Ying Chou stopped the visitor in disbelief, "Didn't he leave? How could there be an apprentice?"

The good-looking monk smiled and said: "Of course he is my master, he is the abbot of our Jixiang Temple. He passed on the mantle to me after he passed away."

"Why is he back again? Didn't he say to leave? I always thought he was gone. He will come, what about Ying Jie? What should Ying Jie do?" Ying Chou circled around.

The monk bowed and said, "Master Yingjie's spiritual tablet has been enshrined in our temple."

"He's dead too?!" Ying Chou opened his eyes wide.

The monk circled the channel: "Uncle Yingjie has passed away for 170 years. Master, he came to Jixiang Temple with a memorial tablet."

Ying Chou couldn't say a word, his heart suddenly collapsed.He didn't want to hear these words at all. How could they be so far away from the truth that he had stubbornly believed in for so many years!It turned out that what he imagined for granted had never happened?

He should not be happy at all.

The monk held out a picture scroll and a mottled wooden stick and said, "This is what the master gave me to my uncle when I saw you."

In the painting are handsome young men, Ying Li and Ying Jie, young men with long hair, behind them is the bustling market.

Wooden sticks are things that should be avoided.When Ying Jie was still a disciple of the Ministry of Military Affairs, what he held was a stick.

"Where's the spiritual seat?" Ying Chou asked angrily.

The monk was stunned for a moment, and said: "The master said before sitting down that he would burn his celestial body together. It is no longer there."

"What else did he say?" Ying Chou asked while holding the things Ying Li gave him.

The monk lowered his eyes and said, "Master, he said that he can finally leave. Before Master Yingjie went, he asked Master to make an oath that he would not take his life lightly. Master..."

Ying Chou thought of something and asked, "How did Ying Jie die?"

The monk looked at Ying Chou and opened his mouth. He didn't know what to say. Finally, he bowed his head respectfully and said, "Master Ying Jie came from the mountain. He left without authorization. There are temple rules waiting for you. I heard from the master that back then, Master Yingjie committed suicide in front of the Buddhist monks in order to let the master live. Although the master survived, he had to obey orders and return to the monastery."

Ying Chou said angrily, "He hasn't even come to see me."

The monk replied: "Master has always been an uncle and a close friend. He said that such a shameless thing, he just took care of it. If you ask him whether he regrets running away after he left, his answer is that he has never regretted running away. The master said that during the few years when he was out of the monastery with Master Bujie, he had already brought back all the ins and outs, and thinking about it from time to time was enough to send him away for so many years."

For so many years, time has passed by.

In the mouth of the monk, the words are calm and calm.

Ying Chou looked at the people in the painting, looked at the world outside the painting, ninety thousand miles of blue sky, and a square inch of Lingtai, but it was just a trick of God.

There are many clouds and mountains, and there are many mountains and mountains. There are mountains outside the mountains. There are idlers who ask woodcutters to find immortals and Buddha.

What is the use of immortal Buddha?Absurd world, a great dream in a hundred years!

Fanwai Six Corpse Raisers [Skinny Monkey Mountain Experience]

☆, (12 fresh coins) 1.1

The Taoist priests in Shouhou Mountain are quite orthodox.For example, Qi Shan's master, Daoist Wangan, usually does alchemy and meditates. He has nothing to do when he has nothing to do. He takes care of his disciples who are not good enough, and takes a few fairies as servants when he gets the chance.

However, apart from the orthodox lineage of Taoism, few people know that there is also a Taoist clan who specializes in secret arts on Slender Monkey Mountain, called the Corpse Gate.

"It is said that a long time ago, there was only the Corpse Gate on the Slender Monkey Mountain. Because it was a place for nourishing yin, it could bring the dead back to life. Ghosts, people, demons, and immortals all curiously drilled in, which caused a lot of trouble. Later , Those incompetent Taoist priests couldn't control more and more dead and living corpses and zombies with increasing cultivation levels, and they were rebelled..." The white-haired old Taoist priest said to the young Taoist priest.

The little Taoist didn't understand: "Master, isn't master uncle incompetent?"

"Ah! It's true to say that, but he can't hear it. Your Uncle Wanbao is very stingy, so be careful to drag you to light the corpse lamp!" The old Taoist threatened the young Taoist.

The little Taoist turned pale and kept silent.

"Still listening?" The old Taoist stroked his beard.

The little Taoist opened his eyes wide and nodded.

The old Taoist grinned and continued to tell the story: "In that rebellion, many fellow disciples died, and it was finally subdued. Some of the Taoist priests did not want to live with corpses anymore, so they separated and called themselves Xuanmen. The original Corpse Gate, Then hide behind the scenes, until people think it has disappeared."

"Actually, it is." The little Taoist grimaced.

The old Taoist nodded: "One of the missions of Xuanmen is to protect the corpse gate from the world. Every disciple of Xuanmen has to go to the corpse gate to practice. After all, it is our housekeeping skill to raise corpses. Stay at the gate of the corpse and see your own wishes."

The little Taoist pouted: "There are so few disciples under Master Shishu's sect, everyone is unwilling to go."

The old Taoist said: "Your uncle likes you very much, and I have begged you for you."

The little Taoist turned pale, rushed forward and hugged the old Taoist's leg, shouting, "Master, don't!"

The master smiled and pointed his fingers: "Then you must be obedient in the future. One, you can't always skip the morning class; two, steal the fruit from the alchemy room; three, you can't bully your second senior brother's civet; four, You can’t shave your fifth senior brother’s rabbit; fifth, you can’t climb the window in the middle of the night to disturb people’s sleep;

The little Taoist's face wrinkled into a walnut.

"How about it, your uncle..." The old Taoist blinked.

The little Taoist nodded hurriedly.

It was the little monkey Qi Shan and his master Wan Gan real person when he was a child.The little monkey is not afraid of anything, he is very skinny, but he hates the gloomy corpse gate, he is tortured half to death every time he goes there, he swore a long time ago that he would never go to the corpse gate by himself unless the sky falls in his lifetime.

However, he couldn't escape responsibility for what happened to Chen Yuhui.

The master has passed away, and there is no one to protect him and speak for him. Do you really want to see the master?

I remember that the last time I went to the corpse gate was five years ago. Before leaving, I soaked the uncle’s beloved corpse in the wrong medicine. The gentle and obedient corpse turned into a ferocious corpse with teeth and claws. Will the uncle forgive him?

Qi Shan and Wei Ling were sitting together in the car, with bitter faces on their faces, they were getting closer to the Slender Monkey Mountain, and the monkey's heart was beating steadily.

Qi Shan remembered that the corpse he broke was the most precious and beautiful corpse of his uncle, it was equivalent to the existence of a companion.Who knew, that corpse, so fragile, would be reimbursed if it entered the wrong water.

It's strange that the uncle is not furious.

No matter what is churning in Qi Shan's heart.The carriage ran over mountains, over water, over jungles, and came to a stop.

Wei Linghe didn't ask anything, but patted Qi Shan on the shoulder and said, it's inconvenient for us to go up, so I'll leave the rest to you.Yuhui's body cannot be prolonged, even if it is in the coffin, there will be no cure for it in two days, it will rot and stink and turn into a pool of pus...you know...the time is limited...

Qi Shan's forehead was sweating.

Putting pressure on Qi Shan, Wei Linghe called Er Er to unload the coffin, and returned the same way in the dilapidated carriage.

This Wei Linghe is really capable, even the size of the corpse door is not bad.

With a pinch of Qi Shan's fingertips, he released a psychic paper crane, which flew to call the door.The paper crane flapped its wings, flew forward for more than ten meters, and disappeared without a trace.I think there is an invisible enchantment of Xuanmen here.

After a while, sure enough, a burning paper crane flew out and landed in front of Qi Shan, with soot and flames flying out arrogantly two words, "I don't see".

Qi Shan's scalp froze, he gritted his teeth, knelt down, bowed his head and said: "Disciple Qi Shan begged to see Master Wan Bao, there is something urgent, Master Uncle help me!"

See no reply.

Qi Shan continued to speak loudly: "Uncle, there are a lot of adults, I was wrong, I shouldn't have done something wrong, so I ran away. Qi Shan came to make an apology for you."

Still no reply.

Qi Shan continued to mutter: "Uncle, the master said that you are good in everything, the first thing is not to hold grudges, the second thing is to help others, and the third thing is to be strong..."

Before Qi Shan finished speaking, the barrier was torn apart out of thin air, and a stern-faced little Taoist came out. The little Taoist pointed at him and said, "Master said you should stop making noise, he won't see you. His old man loves to hold grudges the most. Harmful, there is no good in ability, and people are always begging to come to the door, which is annoying. Go, go, time for dinner."

Qi Shan got thick-skinned, and opened his mouth and said, "I haven't eaten, I'm hungry."

"Why are you so shameless, you are driven away, you still want to eat!" the little Taoist said angrily, his eyes rolled away, and he saw the big coffin beside Qi Shan.The little Taoist wrinkled his nose and couldn't help saying, "It smells so good!"

Qi Shan shut up.He didn't find it fragrant at all.Chen Yuhui was fragrant before she was alive, but now she has entered the corpse water.

The little Taoist turned his head and said, "You want Master to save him? Not you?"

Qi Shan grabbed the little Taoist priest's sleeve and said, "Talk to your master, if you save him, you save me. I ruined a beauty for him before, and now I will pay him back one."

The little Taoist shook off him, walked hesitantly to the coffin and knocked, pushed open the coffin lid, knocked in, and said doubtfully: "Zi Nan's heavy coffin, earth yin corpse water, pregnant male corpse, lock soul condensate The evil curse of the soul, where did you find the rare product? I couldn't help it when I ate in it and smelled the aroma."

While talking, the little Taoist babbled, took out a pair of chopsticks from his sleeves, dipped them in the corpse water, and actually put them into his mouth to taste!

Qi Shan stared, rushed over immediately, hugged the little Taoist priest by the waist, cried out with tears in his left hand and snot in his right hand: "Uncle, you must help my nephew to save him!"

"Who is your uncle?" The little Taoist frowned.

Qi Shan laughed: "Except for you, whoever has such discernment can tell the truth at a glance." In fact, Qi Shan thought in his heart, it's really hard to find anyone who is as perverted as you.

But the little Taoist said: "Didn't you just say that you gave him to me? Since it's mine, whether I can save it or not, it's all my business to do to him. Fuck you!"

"Uncle, you agreed?" Qi Shan blinked.

The little Taoist snorted and said, "I really like the things, so I took them away. As for you, before I decide to forgive you, you are not allowed to enter my corpse."

After the little Taoist finished speaking, he raised the wooden coffin with one hand, stepped on the leaves in the air and walked a few steps, and entered the barrier directly.

Qi Shan chased after him, but was knocked out by the barrier.He rubbed his forehead and was in a daze, wondering how his uncle turned into a little Taoist boy.

However, his uncle is very capable, others can only collect one corpse per person, but his uncle can raise several at the same time, but one corpse can be changed into a different appearance.Since he is satisfied with it, there should be no major problems.

Qi Shan thought for a while, then went back to Xuanmen in a daze.

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Qi Shan didn't know that it was all due to good luck that he could go so smoothly.

I don't know when it started, the corpse raising world has its own rules, a corpse breeder can only raise one corpse.Unless the corpse is completely broken and destroyed, and the two parties cancel the master-slave contract, the corpse breeder can look for the next slave corpse.

No one has ever been able to keep two corpses together.

Wanbao Real is an exception.

Wanbao real person can clone, every time his clone technique reaches a higher level, he can split a personality, and this new personality can adopt a new corpse.

This is Wanbao's ability and his pleasure.

Under the sun, there are many dead people, and it is not easy to choose.Master Wanbao didn't choose corpses at random. More importantly than choosing corpses, cultivating a personality is very hard, and this is a spell full of chances, which is closely related to the deity's split personality.

This time, one was split with great difficulty, but it was a child, and it was a child who had no affinity for corpses.As a result, after several years, they failed to collect the corpse successfully.

So, not to mention that this time Qi Shan sent a rather challenging strange corpse, no matter how unbearable, inferior or ineffective, Wan Bao would be eager to get it without waiting for the disciples to nod their approval.

As soon as he entered the door and put down the corpse, Wan Bao laughed.He is a child, laughing with his hips crossed, without majesty and domineering, it only adds a bit of willfulness and cuteness.

There were several people in the room, but everyone just glanced at him and ignored him.Those who eat eat, those who drink soup drink soup, and those who talk talk.

Wan Bao was furious and ready to get angry.

A gentle-looking man who looked too pale stood up and walked towards him.

Wan Bao suppressed his anger, even showing a little awkwardness on his face. He didn't like this person very much, but it seemed that only this person was willing to talk to him now.

Wan Bao said triumphantly, "Yunyan, look, I have my dead body."

The man named Yunyan opened his mouth without the gentleness of appearance, and said coldly: "Where did you find a wild corpse? Without the consent of the suzerain, you can't move the corpse outside. Didn't I tell you?"

"What! I am the suzerain!" Wan Bao was angry.

Everyone at the table turned their heads and said in unison: "No."

Wan Bao's small face turned red.

Yun Yan took his hand and said, "Eat the food first, and throw it out later."

Tears welled up in Wanbao's eyes, and he threw himself on his coffin and said, "If you want