He also gave him a back, which means that this ascetic monk doesn't have to be afraid of anything big, with him, the master, here.

"Okay, Master Xie!"

The dervish raised his eyes to me, then sat down across from me, and spoke in a deep voice, "This is to tell me about my experience, and it starts with my father. ”

"My father is a corpse fisher, he has been poor for generations, and he lived with his grandfather on a broken boat, and he didn't get a wife until he was in his forties."

"And one year, when there was a big flood, my father found an upright female corpse in the river, which is called a standing corpse."

"At that time, I was frightened, because the most taboo thing for corpse collectors is to encounter a corpse in the water, which is a very fatal thing, so my father frantically propped up the boat and went home."

"However, when I got home, my father was seriously ill, he looked bad, he didn't eat or drink, and he lasted for three days and three nights.

"He shouted that he wanted to marry his wife, and went out to run to the riverbank, and no one could hold him, so he squatted on the bank of the river day and night."

"The big guys said that my father rushed to the female corpse, and grandpa hurriedly asked someone to go to the river to burn paper and kowtow, and even sank a good coffin for the female corpse, but my father still didn't see it."

"People look fine, they can eat and drink, they are just enchanted and go to the riverbank day and night to guard, and keep saying that they want to marry a daughter-in-law."

"After a long time, grandpa was old and frail, and he couldn't afford to toss with him, so he went with him."

"After about three months like this, one night, my father really brought back a woman, that is, my mother."

"Ah...... Did you bring back the corpse of the woman? When Xiao Anzi heard this, he screamed.

"I don't know."

The dervish shook his head and continued: "At that time, my grandfather also thought so, but when I saw that my mother looked dignified, there was a shadow on her side, and her behavior was also very decent, and my father had never married a relative, and now that something happened like this, it was even more difficult to become a family, so I gritted my teeth and gave them the family affairs." ”

"Fortunately, since my father married my mother, everything has become normal, and a few months later, my mother is pregnant, and my grandfather sees it in his eyes, and he is happy in his heart, and his doubts gradually dissipate."

"Oh, isn't that good, then what is your mother's origin?" Xiao Anzi asked again.

"It's good, the family lives with Hemeimei, until I was about to be born, and it was broken."

The ascetic did not answer Xiao Anzi's words: "On the night when my mother was about to give birth, my mother suddenly rushed out of the house like crazy and ran to the riverbank, just like my father back then. ”

"It was a few big thick ropes tied to death, and more than a dozen people dragged it, so when I was born, my mother wailed and screamed for injustice, and turned into a wet and rotting corpse."

"It was a completely corrupted corpse, emitting a foul smell, which scared people miserably, the neighbors scattered and fled, and my grandfather spread his head on the ground and didn't get up for a long time."

"And my father didn't even look at me, picked up my mother's body, and threw it into the river and drowned in my cry."

"Ah...... Then your mother should be the standing corpse, but it's not right, Sister Liu, the corpse is a spirit, is it possible to have a child, then...... Why are they all a pile of rotten meat? Xiao Anzi screamed at me.

I even listened to a confused, corpse into essence, and combined with people to have children, are you kidding?

If you want to erect a corpse, you can become a spirit, but you will only go ashore and harm people, where is there a good life to have children.

To put it bluntly, it is inherently evil, and it is not tolerated by the Three Realms.

Regardless of whether it is evil or decent, no one dares to raise a corpse for self-cultivation.

"Okay, okay, go on, beloved, as long as there is a process, you explain the process in detail, and it's done." The old man of the Demon Ancestor urged.

"Yes, Master."

The ascetic nodded, and then recounted: "My father and mother are gone, and my grandfather raised me with a strong spirit, but because of my strange birth, my neighbors don't want to see me, and even isolate my grandfather because of me." ”

"My grandfather raised me until I was six years old, and when I passed away, I was an orphan through and through, and I cried because I was hungry."

"No one took care of me, and the neighbors pushed me away in disgust and buried my grandfather."

"So I was the only one left in the empty house, I cried hoarsely, I was hungry and had no strength, and when I was about to die, the bald monk who lived in our village came."

"Alopecia areata monk...... Is that your master? Xiao Anzi interjected and asked.

"Yes, it's my life-saving old teacher."

The dervish nodded and said, "My teacher is not from our village, and it is said that he only appeared in the year I was born. ”

"The person is ugly, his face is full of pus, his clothes are untidy, and there is a piece of incomplete hair on the top of his head, so the villagers nickname him Monk Alopecia Areata."

"When the old teacher of bald spots first came, the big guy thought he was asking for food, and he was in an empty house, and whoever felt pitiful would send some leftovers, and he didn't pick the teacher, and they all happily accepted it."

"Anyway, I didn't see him move all day, and I slept most of the time, until one day the cattle and sheep in the village were lost, and the big guy couldn't find it anxiously, and the old teacher swayed out, and pointed at random, the cattle and sheep were very magical to find back, and since then, the big guy knows that the old teacher is not simple, whose family has a black and white thing, or the child is scared, all ask the teacher, after a long time, the big guys all respect the old teacher as Mr."

"He saved me and raised me until one morning when I was sixteen years old, the old teacher got up early and had a nosebleed, and I couldn't stop it, and the old teacher called me to come to me with a sigh, and gave me three runes and an address, and asked me to bring a woman back."

"Ah...... Woman again? When Xiao Anzi heard this, he screamed.

"Yes, Master told me to take the path, walk day and night, and bring the woman back to a very safe life."

"And they didn't let me speak the whole time, saying that the woman was already in the coffin, and now there were two groups of corpse bearers fighting because of the woman."

"Tell me to look straight at the place when I get there, watch the woman be buried, and then dig it out in the middle of the night and go back."

"Isn't this another dead man?" Xiao Anzi shouted again.

"Yes, it scared me at the time, how dare I bring any dead people, but the master can't help but listen, so I just left."

The ascetic said: "Master told me that before the coffin is opened, I will pat one of the three runes on the head of the coffin, and then I will see the female corpse sit up, and then pat her on the forehead, and the last one will be held in my hands, and I will not lose it until I am at home." ”

"Is it a corpse chaser?" Mrs. Chang San looked at me and said.

I shook my head and motioned not to interject, let the dervish speak.

"I don't know what runes are, I thought about them very carefully, but I have a very vague impression of those three runes, as if they were diluted, I can't remember how to think about it, I should be too scared, so I didn't remember it."

The dervish then recounted: "I found the small village according to the address given by the Master, and I saw two groups of people fighting. ”

"It's to lift the coffin and be happy, and in order to compete for a coffin, the head is broken and the blood flows."

"I watched like that until they came out and buried the woman, and I went to the graveyard in the middle of the night to dig up the coffin."

"At that time, I was really timid, because since I was a child, I went to the tomb for the first time in the middle of the night, and I dug up a dead man, I didn't know how to dig up the grave, trembling and patting a piece of rune on the coffin's head, and pried the coffin with a crowbar in my hand."

"Sister Liu, what's going on, why don't I understand the more I listen?" Xiao Anzi tilted his head and asked me with a very confused look.

I looked at the old man of the Demon Ancestor behind me, and the old man was very rare and stared at the ascetic with a smile, just like picking up a treasure.

"Did the female corpse really sit up?" Listening to Xiao Anzi's interrupted question, Chang San's grandmother couldn't help but interject and ask.

"I sat up, and as the lid of the coffin was pushed down, the female corpse sat up, and opened her eyes to look at me, and then closed it again."

Listening to Chang San's grandmother ask, the ascetic then said: "I was paralyzed with fright, and I didn't dare to move on the ground for a long time, and the female corpse felt out of the coffin with her eyes closed, and leaned over to me, pointing directly at her forehead, which reminded me of the matter of shooting runes, I was a piece of paper runes and patted them, and I spread my legs and ......."