I know that the so-called repression is not simply repression, but also a kind of consumption.

With the passage of time, in the confrontation with the souls of the people in the Dao Gate, the cultivation of the immortal bones will gradually decrease.

Ambush corpses, wandering corpses, flying zombies......

until it becomes a normal corpse.

At this point, it can be dug up and disposed of.

Such as incineration, such as reburial.

And judging the decrease in their cultivation, it can be seen through the changes in the earth's surface.

The cold dew here is no longer there, and when you are born like green grass, it means that the merit is complete.

As the town eye of the living town, you must not only understand Taoism, but also have a very high cultivation, otherwise not only will you not be able to suppress your bones, but it will become its nourishment.

This is why Old Man Zhu's master said to sacrifice himself to save the whole village.

At the same time, the backfill is mixed with iron sand in order to better break the evil gas.

"You're just watching your master buried alive?"

It is said that master and apprentice are like father and son, I don't believe that Old Man Zhu is a cold-blooded person.

Sure enough, when he heard what I said, he immediately retorted: "Are you talking about human language?" I'm not an animal! ”

His scolding brought back memories for me.

The love between master and apprentice is deep, thinking that when the cow madman broke into the underworld alone, and when the seven-star life-sustaining lamp went out, didn't I cry to death?

"And how did you do that?" I asked heavily.

"Master is a big living person, how can he be buried alive like this? I threw myself into the coffin and pulled Master, I would rather we all be eaten without bones than die alone......"

"In the process of dragging, I heard Master sigh heavily, and then, I only felt a pain in the back of my neck, and Master knocked me unconscious."

"When I woke up again, Master was already buried in the ground."

"Master exchanged his death for the peace of the entire village, and it can be said that the whole village is the reborn parent. In the village, from the 90-year-old old man to the nursing child in his mother's arms, all knelt in the burial place of the master wearing linen and filial piety, kowtowing like a filial son and grandson, and weeping bitterly...... However, no matter what, my master can't come back. ”

Old man Zhu sighed for a while and ended his story.

Suddenly, I realized something.

If you don't turn into bones, you want to turn into a normal corpse......

Cold dew no more...... Green grass......

But now?

I've dug it up now, will I stab Lou Zi?

Throw the pickaxe to the ground, I'm not going to dig any more.

This matter has to be discussed in the long run, so I still persuade Old Man Zhu to go back to the paper man honestly.

Just as I lay out of the pit and looked back again, I was surprised to find that the pickaxe was gone!

Yes, while listening to Old Man Zhu's story, I had already dug out his master's coffin, and because of his age, as soon as the hammer was inserted, the coffin broke a big hole.

It's really bad!

However, Old Man Zhu was quite excited, seeing that his master's coffin was smashed out of a big hole by me, and he dodged and floated into the pit lightly.

I hurriedly discussed with him: "Senior Zhu, it's still too late to bury it." ”

Old man Zhu said arrogantly: "It's all dug out, and it's a fart!" My master has been in this ghost place for more than forty years, and it's time for him to move to a feng shui treasure land. ”

I rub!

This old man Zhu is not authentic.

Dare to love him This is blowing his nose and brushing his beard by the way, killing two birds with one stone, not only digging treasures, but also moving his master's grave by the way.

What should I do if the two unbroken bones come out and hurt people?

Seeing that I was hesitant, Old Man Zhu comforted me and said, "I have the magic weapon in my hand, I have it in the world, are you afraid of a ball?" It's a big deal to suppress it again. Let's open the coffin. ”

Do you think it's as easy to suppress zombies as a hen laying eggs?

But on second thought, his words also seemed to have some truth.

Forty years ago, this magic weapon could suppress two immortal bones, and now it should be even more so.

When I think about it, I'm happy.

If you don't transform your bones so powerfully, you can be suppressed by this magic weapon, so can the little doll too?

Come on, keep digging.

I picked up the pickaxe again, cleaned the soil on the sides of the coffin and the lid, and lifted the coffin with one force.

As soon as the lid of the coffin opened, a thin old man with long hair and nails, and a gray ragged robe was revealed.

He sat cross-legged in the coffin, his hands clasped together, his eyes closed, and his expression natural, as if he had fallen asleep.

Seeing this, I was shocked and took a step back.

The body does not decay, and the hair and nails continue to grow, which are all signs of corpse transformation.

After all, this old man Zhu's master is buried in the corpse raising ground, so there will be no corpse transformation, right?

I hurried back, but Old Man Zhu stepped forward, knelt down in front of the coffin, and shouted, "Master! ”

After shouting, he cried like a child.

"Alas......"

Old man Zhu was crying vigorously when I suddenly heard a faint sigh.

Extraordinarily harsh.

This is definitely not Old Man Zhu's voice.

"Who?"

I looked around, and there was no one behind me, not a ghost.

From the moment the lid of the coffin was opened, my nerves tightened, ready to deal with emergencies at any time.

My abrupt shout interrupted Old Man Zhu's crying, and he looked back at me: "What are you kid doing?" ”

Looking at his grievances, I didn't squeak and listened attentively.

A moment later, the sigh rang out again.

After a long sigh, an old voice asked, "Apprentice...... How did you...... Why did you die? ”

The voice was weak and intermittent, as if it was not enough to breathe.

When Old Man Zhu heard this, he jumped up directly, stared and threw himself into the coffin excitedly, shaking his master's body and shouting: "Master, is it you?" Master......"

"Don't ...... Don't shake, shake again...... If you shake it again, the soul of the teacher will ...... Scattered. ”

A weak voice floated out from Old Man Zhu's body, as if he would lose his breath at any time.

"Oh, oh, no...... Master, you ...... How can you still talk? You're still alive......"

Old man Zhu spread his hands and spoke incoherently.

I'm covered in black lines.

This thing was so excited to see the master that he fainted, how could a person who had been buried in a coffin for more than forty years still be alive.

I guess his master is just a soul at best.

Sure enough, Old Man Zhu's master said again: "With the method of suppressing the living, the soul cannot leave this place, cannot be reincarnated, and can only stay in the body and keep guarding until it disappears completely." As a teacher, he is now just an extremely weak soul. ”

After Old Man Zhu's master finished explaining, he looked at me and asked Old Man Zhu again, "Who is that young man next to you?" Isn't it my apprentice? ”

His body was stiff, and the voice came from the inside of his body, and I could only see an afterimage, but I could hear that when he said the word disciple, his weak voice trembled.

Old man Zhu was stunned for a moment, and then nodded in response: "Yes, yes, this is the apprentice I accepted, named Chen Changsheng." ”

After speaking, he glanced at me vigorously: "Changsheng, don't you want to see your grandfather?" ”

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