Chapter 18 Exhumation of Corpses

It was still daytime, but the cemetery was gloomy. The withered grass on the grave www.biquge.info swayed in the cold wind, and the branches and leaves of the pine trees around it rustled like the roar of a ghost.

Suddenly, there was a terrible owl howl, which made Hua Ruwolf shiver in fright, and hurriedly shrank behind Su Ji.

Hua Ruwolf felt the biting yin wind constantly coming from his back spine, and a pair of small hands wet from nervousness held a rusty crowbar, and his stiff feet moved forward step by step.

Su Ji carried an iron hoe and strode towards an old pine tree. The weeds under the trees reach knees. In the middle of the tall weeds stood a mottled bluestone tombstone, with not a word on it.

Hearing a sigh, Hua Ruwolf looked up at Su Ji, only to see that his gloomy face had blended into the gloomy atmosphere around him.

Su Ji waved the hoe in his hand to open the grave bag. Within half an hour, the lid of the coffin was peeking out of the earth.

"It's ...... Stubborn!" Hua Ruwolf couldn't help but blurt out, and the hand that clenched the crowbar began to tremble.

Although he was not very old, he also knew that digging up graves and robbing them was a great rebellion. Moreover, according to what Su Ji said before, this may be his own grandfather's grave.

"It's not digging graves, it's saving people!" As he spoke, Su Ji stretched out a hand to Hua Ruwolf and hooked his index finger.

Hua Ruwolf suddenly understood, and a pair of small hands obediently handed the crowbar out, and remembered the advice of the king of tea: "What the fox master said is right!"

Now this sentence is probably the only reason to support this child to stay here.

He wiped the sweat from his palms on his pants, ready for what he was about to see.

Su Ji inserted the crowbar into the coffin board and stepped on it hard, and after a few times, the lid began to loosen. The moment the lid of the coffin was removed, Hua Ruwolf covered her eyes in fright.

Through the gap between her fingers, Hua Ruwolf saw a fat old man lying inside the coffin.

The fat old man's belly was bulging high like a pregnant woman, and his expression was so peaceful that he seemed to be asleep. What puzzled Hua Ruwolf was that the fat old man's body did not show any signs of decay, as if he had just died. But if you just die, the weeds in the cemetery won't grow so tall.

Just when Hua Ruwolf was puzzled, Su Ji threw the hoe and crowbar aside, jumped into the coffin, and sniffed the corpse. Hua Ruwolf looked at his expression, and it didn't seem to smell the smell of corruption.

"Wolf, come and say hello to grandpa!"

Hua Ruwolf's eyes widened, he shook his head in fear, and couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"Don't be afraid. Your grandfather's corpse has not decomposed for nine years, and eighty percent of it is not completely dead. The master promised your father to take care of your grandfather, so he will definitely find a way to bring him back to life. ”

Before the little wolf had time to ponder the meaning of Su Ji's words, he heard a terrible cry from the top of the Star Picking Platform:

"Murder! Murder!"

Su Ji climbed out of the coffin and looked at the path leading to the top of the star-picking platform. I saw that there were many people in the distance, running down from the top of the star-picking platform, looking extremely panicked. The flow of people is getting more and more crowded, and people are constantly being squeezed out of the narrow paths, and many tombstones are trampled down.

"Wolf, stay where you are and wait for me. The master is going to go back and see. ”

Hua Ruwolf scratched his head and asked blankly:

"Then what about grandpa, doesn't the master want to bring him back to life?"

"What's the hurry! Your grandfather is still dead for the time being, and it doesn't matter if he is still alive in the temple!"

With that, Su Ji rushed to the top of the star-picking platform.

Suddenly, a miserable hiss came from the Qingling Temple:

"Hurry up and report to the official!

With an abrupt scream, a headless child corpse dressed in a Taoist uniform flew out of the door. Su Ji dodged sideways and dodged behind the wooden window.

The sword aura in the main hall was vertical and horizontal, and the white light flashed. Everywhere the light went, the screams were endless. Three sword qi slashed through the window paper, and flying blood splattered onto the snow-white window paper.

The torn window paper divided the world in front of Su Ji's eyes into three pieces, and peeking in through these three gaps, he could see several dead bodies on the ground, blood flowing sideways, and the smell was terrifying.

Su Ji couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, and the shocking scene made him stunned. He counted the corpses lying in a pool of blood, and counted that there were a total of seven Dao Tong in the Qingling Temple, wanting to see how many were still panting.

"One, two, three, four, five, six......"

Suddenly, a trembling voice pleaded:

"Daisen...... Great Immortal spares his life!"

Su Ji looked up suddenly, only to see the man in white raise the sword in his hand and force the last Dao boy out from behind the screen. Between Dao Tong's soaked legs, the pale yellow liquid flowed down drippingly.

Su Ji sighed lightly and muttered a "seven". His intuition told him that if the sword was raised, he would not be able to put it down easily if it was not stained with the blood of that person.

"Where is my master?" asked the man in white coldly.

"Who is your master?"

"Taijia is a real person. ”

"I haven't heard of it...... There are only fox masters, fearless god of war, and good wealth ......"

Before Dao Tong finished speaking, the man in white suddenly frowned slightly. A skull was cut off in an instant, and blood rushed out of the neck, like a blooming blood lotus.

Although Su Ji guessed the result, he didn't see the man in white make a move at all. His hands were always hidden in the snow-white long sleeves, and the snow-white clothes were not stained with a drop of blood. His sword is obviously a wooden sword, and it can actually cut off people's heads like chopping melons and vegetables!

At this moment, a cyan ghost fire rose from the mouth of the Dao Tong's head, and it flew faintly towards the peachwood sword on the waist of the white-clothed man. The three-and-a-half-foot-long piece of wood was neither sharp nor murderous, and looked like a child's toy.

Su Ji felt that the sword of the man in white was very familiar, and he couldn't help but take a few steps forward and came to the door, wanting to take a closer look at the sword. When he saw it thoroughly, he couldn't help but gasp. It wasn't a toy, he had seen the sword in his dreams.

He remembered that he had turned that sword into a sword qi and ended the life of Taijia Zhenren. Although this is a murder, it can be regarded as a rescue. But now Taijia Zhenren's apprentice is murderous and comes to find a master. Even if he had a hundred mouths, he was afraid that it would be difficult to explain what was going on.

At this moment, Su Ji felt that someone beside him gasped, and turned his head suddenly, only to see Hua Ruwolf covering his small mouth with both hands, looking at the corpse in the temple in amazement. Su Ji dragged him back, lowered his voice and asked:

"Didn't you tell you to wait for me there?

Hua Ruwolf was still so surprised that her mouth opened slightly, and she replied in a slurred manner:

"There...... It's also dangerous. Just now...... Grandpa's belly...... Suddenly moved. ”

"So you left him behind and ran on your own?"

Hua Ruwolf shook his head and said:

"I asked the coachman who came with me to carry him into the carriage. ”

Just as he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, Su Ji heard a footstep getting closer and closer, and it seemed that the man in white was walking towards him.

Su Ji swallowed a mouthful of saliva, put his mouth to Hua Ruwolf's ear, and said a few words mysteriously.

After hearing this, the flower shook its head like a wave drum.

"No, no, no, master, this ......"

Su Ji hurriedly covered his little mouth and said word by word:

"If you want to live, do what the master says!"

With that, one hand gently pushed the apprentice away!