Chapter 145: Evil Dao Fool
"Lie down, don't move, or don't blame me for what happened." Xu Lang pressed the corpse keeper into the coffin pit and said angrily.
The corpse keeper's face changed abruptly, completely losing his previous calmness: "What do you want to know?" Let's have a good chat! β
"Talk? You didn't say it when you were in the interrogation room before, but now you know that you are afraid and want to say it? Xu Lang sneered, "I'll tell you, it's late!" β
Not to mention that the living tomb must be used to complete the task, even now that I have really talked to this guy, what he says may not be credible.
Xu Lang is not stupid, he naturally chooses a credible and convenient way.
On the way back, he called Shen Lanjie and asked Shen Lanjie what he should do to see the illusion of the corpse keeper.
It's roughly a slap on the face, and then Xu Lang himself lies down in the coffin, and the rest is handed over to Shen Lanjie.
Although the method is simple and crude, there is no other way.
"I'm sorry friend, you brought it all on yourself."
After Xu Lang finished speaking, he slapped the corpse keeper in the face, and then he didn't stop, lying directly in the coffin pit next to him, and gave a thumbs up, "I'm ready, let's start." β
The corpse keeper slapped Xu Lang, his face was hot and painful, and he shouted, "I have something to say......"
But before he finished speaking, the coffin board was covered, and he and Xu Lang entered the illusion of a living funeral together.
When Xu Lang opened his eyes again, he found himself standing in a dense wood, and before he could make any movements, he heard a "bang" sound not far away.
Xu Lang walked a few steps in the direction where the voice came from, and saw a mountain road that had been walked out, and the road surface was quite smooth.
Soon, the sound grew louder and louder.
I saw a funeral procession coming from a distance along the mountain road, but at the front of the procession was not a Taoist priest who was doing it, nor a person wearing a mask, but a zombie.
The zombie was pale and stared, and it jumped forward one after another, and all the zombies that followed it were all zombies.
At this time, Xu Lang was standing on the side of the road and did not deliberately hide, because Shen Lanjie said that in the case of the use of voyeur skills, others would not be able to see him.
From his vantage point, it was easy to see four zombies in the middle of the team carrying a bamboo bed with a corpse lying on the bamboo bed.
Although he couldn't see the face of the corpse clearly, Xu Lang guessed that it should be the corpse keeper.
"There is no funeral for the living?"
Looking at this funeral procession, Xu Lang's heart was a little touched, hateful people must have pity, what happened to this corpse keeper will make him die without a living person.
Suddenly, without warning, the funeral procession stopped.
Xu Lang's heart was cold, and he subconsciously thought that he had been discovered, and was about to run away, but saw the zombie in the lead jump again
move, take the entire funeral procession, and "jump" to the front.
"What's going on?" Xu Lang was a little puzzled by the zombie's actions, but he soon understood, because he saw the corpse keeper get up from the bamboo bed, that is to say, now the corpse keeper's illusion really began.
"Why does this bamboo bed look so much like the coffin of my Maoshan faction...... Am I already dead? Impossible, how could I die! After looking around in a panic, the corpse keeper was about to flee from the bamboo bed, "I still have a great corpse explosion experiment that I haven't done, and I haven't proven my strength to them, how can I die!" β
But soon he found that no matter how much he struggled, he couldn't get out of the bamboo bed, and there seemed to be an invisible barrier around him that blocked all his retreats.
He shouted as he slammed his fist on the bamboo bed: "Impossible! I'm not dead! Let me out! Let me out! β
Xu Lang couldn't help but smile when he saw the appearance of the corpse keeper, it seems that everyone is afraid of death.
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew from the front, and the leaves flew flying, and a Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe and combing his hair flew over and landed in front of the team.
"Roarβ"
When the leading zombie saw that someone was blocking the road, a layer of black smoke instantly rose all over his body, and a whirlwind centered on him and blew up.
It leapt towards the priest, and the nails on its hands grew several inches in an instant, slashing at the priest's neck.
"Hmph, I don't know what to do!" The Taoist priest snorted coldly, raised his hand and threw a piece of talisman paper out, hitting the zombie directly.
The moment the seemingly ordinary rune paper touched the zombie, it burst out with a golden pillar of light, knocking the zombie out of the air, knocking down several trees.
Xu Lang was stunned on the side.
The Taoist priest looked at the remaining zombies and shook his head helplessly: "You should have been cremated or buried in the ground for a long time, but it was my junior brother who took the wrong path to make you like this...... May my actions today help you to transcend life as soon as possible. β
With that, he pulled out a wooden sign engraved with runes from between the wide sleeves of his coat.
When the corpse keeper on the bamboo bed saw the wooden card, he excitedly beat the surrounding enchantment again, wanting to come out to stop the Taoist priest.
"Senior brother, don't! Don't ruin them! He roared, his face flushed, and his expression unusually hideous.
"Our Maoshan faction used to be so strong because it had an incomparably powerful zombie army. But you destroyed all the zombies on the pretext that they hurt the heavens and the heavens, and that the heavens do not allow them. Then he turned to the talisman path, and it was because of this that the sect declined! Senior brother, if you don't bother to cultivate this way, that's fine. But I only have them, you can't destroy them! β
The corpse keeper was hysterical, "In the whole Maoshan Mountain, I am the best at zombies." But why, why don't you give me a way to live? β
His voice grew hoarse, but the Taoist priest couldn't hear half of it.
Xu Lang, who was on the side, let out a long sigh when he heard his words.
At the same time, in the hands of the Taoist priest
's wooden plaque slowly turns from brown to crimson, then forms a flame.
With a wave of his hand, the flame flashed from the front of the line, appeared at the back of the line in the blink of an eye, and then vanished.
And those zombies were on fire, and they burned clean in an instant.
Xu Lang's eyes widened when he saw this scene, and he couldn't believe what he was seeing.
From the moment the Taoist priest hit the zombie who flew the leader, Xu Lang knew that the Taoist priest was very strong, but he didn't expect him to be so strong.
After the zombies were burned out, the bamboo bed where the corpse keeper was also losing its support, and just as it was about to fall, four ghosts dressed in black, covering their faces, and only showing their eyes, appeared and caught the bamboo bed steadily.
"Senior brother, I'll give you a ride on the next road." The priest sighed, turned and walked slowly forward.
Xu Lang also came back to his senses and followed, but he thought in his heart that it would be good if he could take the opportunity to know the name of this Taoist priest, and he could visit him after he went out, and maybe he could learn a trick and a half.
Before long, the woods gradually opened up, and a small clearing appeared, and there was a large pit in the clearing, which was supposed to be used to bury the corpses.
And next to the coffin pit there is a tombstone that has been carved, as well as a bunch of miscellaneous items that I don't know what it is.
Xu Lang glanced at the tombstone, his eyes lit up, and he finally found something useful!
The tombstone reads: "Best friend, Cen Lei's tomb." β
The lower left corner of the tombstone reads: "Xue Feng." β
A very simple tombstone.
It turned out that this corpse keeper was called Cen Lei, and the master in front of him was called Xue Feng.
"No, no! I don't want to be buried here! I am a genius of the Maoshan faction, and I should be buried in the mausoleum of my faction, not here! β
Cen Lei roared angrily and kept beating the bamboo bed with his fists, but the bamboo bed was as steady as a rock and did not move.
Xue Feng looked at the coffin pit and sighed: "Senior brother, you have been expelled from the division, so I can only bury you here as a friend." If there really is hell, I hope you will reflect on hell and be a good person in the next life. β
"Senior brother, I don't want to be buried here! Why, why you just don't understand me! I'm here to strengthen the strength of the sect! Why do you care about those who die? What's wrong with me letting them die and still have their spare heat? I'm not wrong, I'm not wrong...... I'm not wrong......"
Cen Lei roared angrily at first, but gradually, he also found that his senior brother didn't pay attention to him at all, he could only sit on the bamboo bed in despair, muttering to himself with his head down, his eyes glazed, as if he had lost his soul.
When Xu Lang saw this scene, he couldn't help sighing, it turned out that Cen Lei was an idiot who wanted to strengthen the sect, but took the evil path.
"Huh? What is that? β
Suddenly, among the pile of clutter, something caught Xu Lang's attention.