The morning sun is slightly dewed, and the crow returns to its nest.

After a busy night's work, Lin Jiu finally dug the pit.

This is individual work, and the old way requires that the burial pit be four feet four inches deep, which translates to more than one meter.

Wiping his sweat, Lin Jiu gently put the corpse on the side into the pit.

The female corpse's eyes were slightly closed, her eyelashes fluttered with the wind, as if she might open them at any time, she didn't feel it when she was digging before, but now staring at the exquisite dead face, Lin Jiu's heart seeped panic.

"I'll let you go to the ground for peace, even if you don't count merit, you have to remember my hard work, you and I have no grievances, what retribution is there to go to the old Taoist priest......" The god muttered, and Lin Jiu began to shovel and fill the pit.

Filling in the last handful of soil, Lin Jiu pressed the soil with a shovel, for fear that the thing inside would break out of the soil.

"It's buried, what's going on...... Lin Jiu didn't finish chattering, he noticed a figure in the corner of his eye, and hurriedly changed his words, "This thing is done, and it finally lives up to the old fairy's entrustment." ”

The old Taoist priest stood in front of Lin Jiu with a white bone fox whisker in his hand, with a signature gloomy expression on his face, accompanied by a sneer of "hey, hey, hey".

Lin Jiu's scalp tingled when he saw this face, and he thought that he would find a way to escape when the golden finger was activated.

Crying with a sad face, holding a shovel: "Old fairy, I buried the corpse......"

The old Taoist snorted coldly, and with a flick of the dust, the uplifted slope of the buried corpse immediately became smooth.

"Follow me."

Lao Dao walked into a side hall quickly, Lin Jiu didn't dare to think about it, and he tended to keep up.

In the side hall, there was a pair of skeletons hanging on the walls around it, and Lin Jiu couldn't tell what kind of species it was in terms of shape, but fortunately, there were no bones in it.

Lao Dao brought a pot of rotten meat and said in a deep voice: "Stinky boy, eat it, how much you can eat depends on your creation." ”

Lin Jiu looked at the rotten meat in the basin, thinking about the old evil sect, and suddenly chuckled in his heart, this... It can't be white meat, right?

Smelling the smell of meat coming from the basin, he hadn't eaten for two days and two nights, and after digging a pit hard for a night, Lin Jiu's saliva was about to flow out of his mouth.

Lao Dao's eyes were gloomy, and he knew what Lin Jiu was thinking at a glance, and turned around and picked up a half-cut animal corpse from under the desk and threw it in front of Lin Jiu.

"Little brute, are you afraid that I will not be able to give you white meat?"

The corpse had a head like a horse, horns like a deer, a neck like a camel, and a tail like a donkey, anyway, it was not a human, Lin Jiu was immediately relieved, and buried his head in eating it.

The taste is average, Lin Jiu thought inexplicably.

A pot of meat, Lin Jiu will not have any meat residue left, and even looked up at Lao Dao, the meaning in his eyes was clearly asking, is there anything else?

The old Taoist priest was a little surprised to see that Lin Jiu had actually finished eating, but looking at Lin Jiu's pitiful eyes, he said angrily: "If you still want to eat, you can make it yourself." ”

Lin Jiu's face showed joy, and no matter what the animal was, he found an open space to light a fire and roast it.

There is no shortage of seasonings here, and Lin Jiu's barbecue skills in his previous life were also good, and the roasted was full of fragrance, and even the old Taoist priest swallowed his saliva.

Lin Jiu naturally went up, respectfully handed over the fattest leg, and said with a grin: "Old immortal, you have worked hard all night, you should enjoy it first." ”

"Hey, hey, hey, you're a sensible kid." No matter how good or bad the mood is, Lao Dao's smile is gloomy and terrifying, and he takes the barbecue and chews it slowly.

Lin Jiu let out a long breath, felt that the pressure on his body had been swept away, and continued to eat.

After the event, the old Taoist priest took Lin Jiu to the backyard.

"There are a lot of dirty things in this mountain, Lao Dao is afraid that he will collect the corpse for you when he goes out and comes back one day, he can eat so much meat that is not like the four, I want to come to the boy with good talent, suitable for learning this side business, today I will teach you a "Spiritual Consciousness Gathering Technique" ......"

This "Spiritual Consciousness Gathering Technique" is a strange technique, which does not need to be punished, nor does it require the practitioner to have a foundation in Taoism, and the life span of burning essence and blood can be urged, and after activation, it can greatly improve the physical quality of the spell.

The old Taoist priest said that this side door spell was used to let Lin Jiu run away, don't expect to rely on your flesh and those dirty things to fight hard.

"Good life practice, this spell burns the source of life, you can practice martial arts to condense the essence of blood, so that you will not be burned into a human ...... just after the spell is cast."

The old Taoist priest threw down an ancient book, turned around and left, Lin Jiu picked up the book and looked at it, "Jiuyang True Scripture".

……

Half a moon later, one night.

Lao Dao brought back a corpse, the corpse was covered with embroidered clothes, and the wound on the neck was already stinking.

"Wash this skin, I'll be useful."

Lin Jiu covered his nose, gritted his teeth and dragged the corpse to the backyard to clean.

The old way is the same as at that time, piercing the paper figure and drawing the talisman to raise the spirit.

"Possess the spirit, get up!"

The corpse did not move, and the paper figure did not change.

"Is this a failure?"

"Hey, hey, hey......" The old man smiled whimsily, but didn't speak.

"Tomorrow, Lao Dao will return this skin, and you bury the paper man in the backyard."

"Oh......"

After another year, Lin Jiu found that an internal force appeared in his body, according to the "Jiuyang True Scripture", he had practiced this kung fu to the end, and he could be called a grandmaster in the world.

Lin Jiu also learned eighty percent of the "Spiritual Consciousness Gathering Technique", and he used it once but he wouldn't stop, almost squeezing out the essence and blood of his whole body, if it wasn't for Lao Dao's timely action, I'm afraid Lin Jiu would have died.

"If you are so reckless, I am afraid that you will die sooner or later, it is better to let Lao Dao refine you into a living corpse......"

That killing intent, Lin Jiu felt it for the first time, and he also knew that his so-called grandmaster was a joke in front of the old Dao.

He glanced at the door in his head, and guessed what, it was tighter than the widow's door, Lin Jiu looked up at the sky, and sighed, bitter.

Three years later, Lin Jiu stepped out of the Taoist temple for the first time, but a black shadow came to him, and he asked, "Do you think I look like a god or a human?" ”

Lin Jiu closed the door with an expressionless face, and under the old Taoist expression, he said, "I won't go out if I am killed." ”

Five years later, the old Taoist taught him to tie paper figures, Lin Jiu was very talented, and the paper figures he tied were vivid.

Eight years later......

Lin Jiu placed the paper figures in the hall and looked at the old Taoist priest who had already walked away.

He tried to push the portal with his mind, but he didn't move.

Lin Jiu was angry in his heart, he originally thought that when the golden finger could be used, he would fly away, but after eight years, he didn't even push the seam open.

In the past eight years, Lin Jiu has been terrified every day, for fear that one of them will be accidentally refined into a living corpse, and these eight years of old Taoist priests will bring back a dead corpse every half a month.

Some have blood, some have mud, some are from Daqian, and some are foreign devils, and when they come back, they will ask him to clean and raise spirits.

In the past eight years, he saw that the old Taoist priest had succeeded once, and if he didn't succeed, he was asked to bury it for others, and the paper man was buried in the backyard.

Not to mention anything else, this old Taoist priest is quite authentic.

After cleaning up, Lin Jiu sorted out the things in the Taoist temple, sat in the main hall of the Taoist temple and looked at the sky, sulking at the motionless gate in his mind.

One night eight years later, Lao Dao was panting, his robe was torn, and he was covered in blood.

"Little brute, come here, kneel down and kowtow three times, and serve tea."

Lin Jiu looked at his miserable situation, knowing that this old Taoist was not long in life, and he wanted to accept him as a disciple, so he was not ambiguous, and slammed his head three times.

"Master, you drink tea."

Lao Dao took a sip and said again: "In the future, you will be called Lin Shou."

Lin Shou nodded, how could he have no feelings after eight years of getting along, his face was full of sadness at the moment.

"Master, I don't know your name yet, who were you injured by?"

"My name is Lin Shou, this name, they recognize, the one who hurt me is dead, you come forward."

The old Taoist food pointed at Lin Shou's head, Lin Shou only felt in a trance, and the marquee lit up in front of him.

Infinite information poured into Lin Shou's mind like a flood, and finally converged into two big characters - "The Book of Longevity"!