Chapter 659: The Jiang Family's Past

readx;?“ Until one day, a Taoist chief came to the town, and the Taoist chief passed by the Jiang family's house and found that the house was very yin, so he opened the door of the house, only to find that the eleven members of the Jiang family all died, and everyone had traces of being bitten. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 The chief said that all the eleven members of the Jiang family were poisoned by zombies, and if they were not cremated as soon as possible, they would soon be corpses, and all of them would turn into zombies and run to the street to bite people. The old man recalled leisurely, remembering the original situation, his face flashed with horror from time to time.

After listening to the old man's recollections, Wen Qing did not speak, but looked sideways at Wu Zhiyuan, because the Laoshan faction is very good at marching and arranging formations, but it is rare to hunt ghosts and demons for people to see feng shui, this kind of thing is the most likely to be done by Maoshan disciples, and the Taoist chief that the old man said is also very likely to be a Maoshan Taoist.

"Taoist priest...... Zombie ......" Wu Zhiyuan muttered and asked, "Uncle, did the Taoist priest report himself?" ”

"Self-report?" The old man looked at Wu Zhiyuan in astonishment.

"Did he say which Taoist sect he was?" Wu Zhiyuan explained in detail.

"Yes, yes." The old man said repeatedly, "I remember very clearly, he said that he was a Taoist priest of the Maoshan faction. ”

"Maoshan faction?" Wu Zhiyuan cried out in a lost voice.

In fact, he vaguely guessed a few points in his heart, but he was still very surprised to hear this old man say it himself. Because if the eleven members of the Jiang family really died of zombie poison back then, their bodies did need to be cremated, and they needed to be cremated with peach wood or willow wood to ignite the corpses for cremation.

But Wu Zhiyuan saw a charcoal corpse in this tomb, indicating that the corpse was not burned with peach wood or willow wood, and if the Taoist priest was really a Maoshan Taoist priest, he would never know this.

At this time, Wu Zhiyuan couldn't help but have doubts about the identity of the Maoshan Taoist priest back then, so he asked: "Uncle, think about it carefully, what else did the Taoist priest say?" ”

The old man sighed, recalled carefully for a moment, and suddenly said, "Also, I still remember that the Taoist chief said that his surname is Yu!" ”

"Surname Yu?" Wu Zhiyuan was shocked, his surprise overflowed, and he muttered, "The surname is Yu, the surname is Yu...... Could it be him? ”

After pondering for a moment, Wu Zhiyuan asked again: "Uncle, have you ever seen Daoist Yu at that time?" ”

"Of course I do." The old man replied without hesitation.

"You think about his appearance carefully, does he have a sharp beak and monkey cheeks, thief eyebrows, and a thin body......" Wu Zhiyuan took out all the words that could be vividly described, and while speaking, the old man kept nodding his head and said: "Yes, yes, yes, this is this person, this is this person." ”

"Yu Yisu!" Wu Zhiyuan said ruthlessly, it was really helpless for him to have such a troublesome uncle.

"Eleven zombies have all run out, this is all a good thing done by your Maoshan faction!" Wen Feng said fanning the flames on the side.

Wen Qing turned his head and glared at Wen Feng, but did not say anything, because no one knew what the situation was more than ten years ago, and it was difficult to draw a conclusion from this old man's one-sided words.

After greeting his uncle Yu Yisu in his heart, Wu Zhiyuan suddenly felt that there seemed to be something wrong with this whole thing, the charcoal corpse he encountered in the tomb should be one of the eleven zombies that the old man said, but if the statement that the eleven zombies were burned is true, where did the other ten charcoal corpses go? Also, where does the fishy mucus on the inner wall of the coffin come from? Although this tomb is large, there is only one coffin, after Wen Qing's uncle was dragged into the coffin by an unknown object, why did there be no bones left, only a pool of blood?

For a moment, this is hard to explain.

Wu Zhiyuan faintly felt that the evil thing in this tomb was by no means as simple as a charcoal corpse.

Seeing Wu Zhiyuan and the others bowing their heads and pondering, the old man continued: "Back then, Daoist Yu found that there was this tunnel under the Jiang family, so he directly placed the eleven members of the Jiang family in this tunnel, and he also gave me half of the Jiang family's property, let me be optimistic about the tunnel, and asked me to put a basin of dog blood at the entrance of the tunnel. ”

"He took the Jiang family's property?" Wu Zhiyuan asked in amazement, in fact, he was not very surprised, because if he didn't take something away, it wouldn't be Yu Yisu.

"The Jiang family has been ruined, and the Daoist Chang'an buried them, so it doesn't hurt to take the Jiang family's property away, besides, he also used the money to do good deeds." The old man said seriously.

When Wu Zhiyuan heard this, he knew that this old man must have been deceived by Yu Yisu back then, he took away the Jiang family's property, and gave outsiders a high-sounding reason.

"Do good?" Wen Feng snorted coldly and said, "The money was taken away by him, who knows what he did?" ”

"Warm Wind!" Wen Qing hurriedly stopped.

"Am I not right? The people of their Maoshan faction walked the streets and alleys to swagger and deceive, and they have long been notorious, who ...... on the rivers and lakes" Wen Feng continued to mock even more, but before he finished speaking, Wu Zhiyuan rushed forward and grabbed his throat with his hand, he was suddenly speechless, and even his breathing became difficult, and he blushed and wanted to struggle, but the lifeblood of his throat was controlled by others, so he could only swallow his anger.

"You can say anything, but if you dare to insult the Maoshan faction, I will break your neck!" Wu Zhiyuan couldn't bear it anymore and said fiercely.

Wen Feng showed a look of surprise on his face, he obviously didn't expect Wu Zhiyuan to have such a rapid speed, when he first met Wu Zhiyuan, Wu Zhiyuan's vitality cultivation had not recovered, so he always thought that the "Wu Mao Mountain" that was rumored on the rivers and lakes was just a wasted person, and he was controlled by Wu Zhiyuan at this time, although he was unwilling, but he was very frightened.

Seeing Wen Qing looking at him in a daze, Wu Zhiyuan put down the hand that was holding Wen Feng's throat.

"I didn't expect you to make such rapid progress." Wen Qing looked at Wu Zhiyuan in amazement, his speed just now was very fast, and he didn't give Wen Feng any chance to react.

Wu Zhiyuan smiled awkwardly, but Wen Feng rubbed his neck, snorted angrily, and walked to the other end of the coffin alone, he couldn't get used to Wen Qing's praise of Wu Zhiyuan.

"I run a cloth shop, and I read countless people. Although they look young, they are actually capable people, so I would like to ask you to get rid of the zombies here, or our town will be ruined. The old man pleaded with Wu Zhiyuan and Wen Qing, and he naturally saw Wu Zhiyuan's skills just now.

"Uncle, don't worry, no matter what monsters are in this tomb, we will definitely get rid of them for you and restore peace to this town!" Wu Zhiyuan hurriedly agreed.

The old man's frightened expression eased slightly, and he was about to say thank you, when he suddenly heard a "poof" sound from the opposite side of the coffin, as if a person had fallen to the ground, and everyone looked at the coffin...... Senior sister, save me! ”