Urban Witcher

Ye Shaoyang also leaned over to take a look, and saw that the man's head and face were fleshless and skinny, but his appearance was vaguely recognizable. Even after recovering in his mind, he was indeed very ordinary.

Ye Shaoyang was stunned on the spot, and then said in a deep voice: "What kind of eyes do you have, this is not Xiang Xiaoyu at all!"

Xie Yuqing said: "No?"

"Definitely not, you don't know how to read it yourself, this person is at least in his thirties!"

After cleaning up the dust on the face, the facial features are completely revealed. It is indeed not the same person as in the photo, even the shape of the face is completely different.

Xie Yuqing was surprised: "Who is this person, why is he buried here?"

"how could I know."

Ye Shaoyang drove Qi Chen away, let Xie Yuqing light up, took the shovel by himself, then dug down, and then cleaned it up bit by bit.

After working hard for more than half an hour, I finally dug out all the things in the pit and took a photo with a flashlight. It was shocking:

In the middle is a coffin without a coffin lid, and there is a dead body lying in it, with a ruddy complexion, lifelike, at first glance, it looks exactly like the one in the photo, it is Xiang Xiaoyu!

But Xie Yuqing didn't have time to care about his appearance at all. The flashlight moved from his face to his body, and he saw his hands clasped together and placed on his stomach, with a golden silk thread tied to the middle finger of each hand , sticking out of the coffin, connected to the fingers of the two corpses.

The two corpses were lying on both sides of the coffin, one on the left and the other on the right. They were all yellow and emaciated, skinny and boned, but the appearance of the corpses was in good condition. They were not decomposed or eaten by maggots. They looked like two mummy corpses.

The one whose head was cut off by Qi Chen with a shovel was one of them, the section was black and no blood flowed out.

On the façade around the coffin, there are a number of precious stones inlaid, shining in different colors under the moonlight.

Ye Shaoyang counted them, and there were thirteen in total, which were completely inlaid in the wood, with red threads running through them, criss-crossing, forming a net with a thin layer of film on it, like spreading the lid of a coffin. The entire coffin was covered, and the tentacles were so smooth that Ye Shaoyang didn't know what it was for a while, so he didn't dare to pierce it.

"Damn, it's incredible!" Ye Shaoyang looked at the coffin and sighed.

Xie Yuqing immediately asked sensitively: "What happened?"

Ye Shaoyang pointed to the thirteen shiny stones inlaid on the coffin, and said, "I don't know what kind of gems these stones are, they must be expensive!"

Xie Yuqing was speechless for a moment, knocked him on the head, and reprimanded: "You only think about money, get down to business, why are there three corpses here, is there anyone else who can't be buried with Xiang Xiaoyu?"

"This is a living burial." Ye Shaoyang glanced at the two corpses and said, "The corpses are dry but not rotten, which means they were buried alive, and then the corpses were treated with sorcery so that maggots would not bite."

Ye Shaoyang jumped into the grave, carefully inspected the two corpses, raised his hand gently, checked the gold thread tied on his middle finger, and then looked at Xiang Xiaoyu's condition, he couldn't help sighing: "This Xiang Xiaoyu How cruel!"

Xie Yuqing said in shock: "Could it be that these two people are really buried with them?"

"It's not a funeral, it's collecting yang to nourish yin."

Ye Shaoyang spread out the palm of the hand with the gold thread wrapped around the corpse, and he saw a sticky mass in the palm, a bit like jelly. Ye Shaoyang took a photo with his flashlight and said, "This is human oil!"

Xie Yuqing said: "What is human oil, corpse oil?"

"Human oil is the oil that melts human flesh and blood. It has nothing to do with corpse oil. These two people didn't turn into corpses at all."

Ye Shaoyang explained: "It's a bit sensational to say, the golden silk thread hanging between Xiang Xiaoyu and the two corpses, although I don't know what material it is, it obviously plays a role like a pipe: after a person is buried alive, he uses a symbol to protect him. Live in the body, people will not rot after death, nor will they turn into zombies. This spell is quite amazing. Although I don't know the details, I can guess the principle

Human flesh and blood melted into human oil under the action of the seal. The middle finger is the life finger, and the gold thread is tied to the middle finger, which is to trap the souls of the two people. The melting of the blood flowed to Xiang Xiaoyu in the coffin through the golden thread, and penetrated into his body, nourishing his soul and body. "

"Nourishment?" Xie Yuqing didn't quite understand the meaning of these two words.

"A corpse that has been buried for thirty-three years, even if it can be revived one day and become a ghost corpse, the corpse will be too rigid to be used. This is different from becoming a ghost corpse after death and then practicing. This Xiang Xiaoyu's magic power Gao Qiang, of course knows this, so he used this method that hurts the virtues of nature, letting the two corpses continuously provide him with human oil to nourish his body and keep his body alive...

I guess the layer of film on the coffin and the red thread on it are also part of the formation, in order to isolate the internal and external air, so that the breath in the human body will not be lost and evaporated. "

Xie Yuqing didn't understand spells, but after hearing Ye Shaoyang's narration, she also found it incredible, and suddenly thought of something, and asked, "What did you just say that hurts the virtues of heaven? What do you mean?"

Ye Shaoyang pointed to the two corpses and said: "These two corpses were buried here alive, and their souls were trapped in the corpses for thirty-three years. They were conscious, but they were sealed and kept motionless in the darkness for thirty-three years. Ah, it's like confinement."

Xie Yuqing gasped, and said, "Three months in a small dark room can make a normal person collapse alive."

Ye Shaoyang said: "The soul will not collapse, it will only feel lonely, endless darkness and loneliness."

Xie Yuqing and Qi Chen made up their minds, both felt it was too cruel.

"This is not the most cruel." Ye Shaoyang said, "My master rescued a female ghost before. The urn was covered with a soul-killing umbrella, and the soul was sealed underneath for hundreds of years. I don't know how long I will be trapped, and I will never live forever."

After finishing speaking, Ye Shaoyang stepped forward and untied the rope tied to the fingers of the two corpses.

Xie Yuqing reminded from behind: "Will you destroy the formation or something like this?"

Ye Shaoyang glanced at Xiang Xiaoyu in the coffin, and said coldly, "I'd rather he never be resurrected than leave the two trapped souls alone."

Qi Chen gave a thumbs up, flattered and said, "Tianshi Ye is really a bodhisattva."

Ye Shaoyang not only didn't use it when he heard it, he turned his head and gave him a look, "Bodhisattva, sister, don't talk nonsense!"

Qi Chen was stunned, "Master Ye Tian, ​​I praise you!"

Xie Yuqing said impatiently: "I'm flattering you, I'm a Taoist priest, what does it have to do with a Bodhisattva!"

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