Chapter 397: Saving People in the Underworld,
Could it be that the master of this little papermaker is a dead man?
With that in mind, I walked quickly to the coffin and looked inside.
An old man in a yellow robe was lying in a coffin, motionless, as if asleep.
At second glance, I realized something was wrong.
The old man had a dignified face and a peaceful complexion, but he was not breathing......
If you look closely, there is no yang energy on his body at all, and he is clearly a dead man!
"Are you kidding us? Take us to a dead man! Can he cut off the induction between Yang Dan and Immortal Tears Chalcedony? I snapped and asked.
I guess the expression on my face at this time should be similar to that of a five-clawed golden dragon, right?
"My master is dead, naturally he can't do anything, if you save him, won't he be able to help you?"
The young man ignored the strange expressions of me and the five-clawed golden dragon, and calmly took my words.
"That's what you're asking for?" A feeling of being teased arose.
"Exactly." The young man replied lightly, with a serious face.
When I heard this, I kicked him to death.
Before, the gods mysteriously said that they would bring us to meet someone, and said that this person could help us solve our big troubles, but the whole dead man came out and let us be saved!
We were also blinded by lard, but we still believed.
The more I thought about it, the more angry I became, and I asked angrily, "How long has your master been dead?" ”
"Eight years."
Those two words almost made me faint.
"It's been eight years, and people have already died thoroughly, maybe the soul has already been reincarnated. How do you let us save it? ”
If you want to say that a person who is about to die wants to live longer, he can borrow his life through evil law.
There are also people who have died in vain, and within three days after death, they can also summon their souls back by some means and bring them back to life.
But the person in front of me who has been dead for eight years, I estimate that even if Lord Yama comes in person, it will take a lot of effort.
What's more, we are just ordinary cultivators.
This young man really thinks of us!
At this time, Li Di and her uncle also went down to the basement and walked to us.
Li Di glanced at the person in the coffin, and the two eyebrows suddenly twisted into twists.
Her uncle lowered his head and looked closely.
"I said, young man, has your master really been dead for eight years?"
Uncle Li Di obviously didn't believe everything he saw.
"Senior, the dead are the greatest, not to mention that this is still my master, how can I joke about this?" The young man looked serious, "Did you also find out that my master was unusual?" ”
"After eight years of death, can the body be preserved so well?" Uncle Li Di asked, lowered his head and pondered, and then he asked slowly, "Did you use some kind of secret method that we don't know?" ”
"If I have that means, do I want to sell paper products in the ghost market?" The young man asked rhetorically, and then said, "You are all cultivators, what do you say can make people's bodies like my master not rot?" ”
There are naturally ways to keep people's bodies from rotting.
For example, burying the deceased in a place where the dead are kept, or in a place that is dry and isolated from the air......
There is also a sitting monk.
But the corpses preserved by these methods can only be regarded as non-decomposing, and in fact they will be more or less decomposed.
The corpse in front of him was lifelike, and no method could reach such a level.
Could it be that this young man's master has already cultivated into an immortal body?
No way.
First of all, he is dressed as a yellow-robed Taoist priest, and his cultivation is obviously not high, and if it is a purple robe, it is still possible.
Moreover, his body was placed so casually, and it was a problem that the pests were not recruited.
Thinking of this, I looked up at the young man, only to see him grinning suddenly.
He must have told us something.
"Don't sell it, just tell us what's going on."
The young man seemed to be waiting for me, he coughed lightly, cleared his throat, and said, "Actually, my master is not dead at all, but his soul has gone to the underworld and cannot come back." If only you go to hell and bring his soul back, he will come back to life. ”
What do you mean?
One will say that he has been dead for eight years, and the other will say that he is not dead, can he have an accurate sentence?
I was about to reprimand him a few words, but Uncle Li Di raised his hand to stop me: "Young man, you are so eastern, western, the more you talk, the more chaotic it becomes, you tell me what is going on from the beginning." ”
The young man nodded, as if he had finally met someone who understood: "The thing is very simple, eight years ago, my master went to the underworld, and before going to the underworld, he handed over the fairy tears chalcedony to me, and instructed me that if he didn't come back, let me find a place to put the body in the shade, and then take the fairy tears chalcedony to find someone who can make it light up." If that person happens to be looking for the Immortal Tears Chalcedony, I can exchange the Immortal Tears Chalcedony for that person to go to the underworld and bring him back. ”
"Master really didn't come back, so I took the chalcedony everywhere to find someone, but the world is so big that it is not easy to find. Finally, I thought that maybe those people would go to the ghost market in Linzhou to look for it, so I came here with Master's corpse. ”
"So, I've been waiting for eight years, and I've finally waited for you."
All this is the will of the old man in the coffin.
It seems that this old man is by no means an ordinary person.
"Who was your master when he was alive?" I asked the lad.
Because I thought of the cow madman by him.
The cow madman also went to the underworld, and he also never returned.
Hearing me ask about his master, the young man showed a proud and proud expression: "My master is a very powerful Taoist priest. ”
We all watched him with a blank eye, waiting for him to continue, but after he finished saying this, he closed his mouth and said nothing.
"That's it?" I asked again.
The young man nodded, as if he was afraid that we would not believe us, and repeated: "My master is really powerful. ”
I believe that he is very powerful, and if a person dies for eight years without his body decaying, ordinary cultivators will not be able to do it.
"Since your master is very powerful, how can you be so bad?"
As soon as the five-clawed golden dragon understood the cause and effect of the incident, he regained his true nature and began to tease the young man.
"My master didn't teach me much, and soon after he took me, he went to the underworld."
Unexpectedly, this young man is really affectionate to his master.
He looked about my age, fourteen or fifteen years ago.
A fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy ran to Linzhou with a corpse, and the hardships on the road can be imagined.
"You are affectionate and righteous, and you have followed his will for eight years in a short master-apprentice relationship." I gave it a thumbs up.
The young man was a little unimpressed: "I am a teacher for one day, a father for life, I am an orphan, and after the master accepts me, I will treat it as my own, I can't be ungrateful." Besides, after you rescue my master, he will definitely teach me great skills. ”
Saving people is really a big deal......