my weird life

Chapter 344 "Master" (End) (22)

The old Taoist was dragged and thrown towards the talisman body in the tomb of the Ganoderma lucidum corpse mountain, and as the master grabbed him, all of them were firmly held in his body,
He looked sideways at Li Yueshan in shock,
I don't understand that this is just an old man who teaches the master of the stove,

How can there be such great power at this time?

Can resist the attraction of the coffin? !

as well as,

What does it mean?
"You're going to die like this—your apprentice will definitely not agree!" The old Taoist looked at Li Yueshan's face full of relief, as if he had thought of something, and urged him urgently.

Li Yueshan laughed loudly, and pulled the old Taoist back again,
Pulling him behind him, he immediately said: "The old man has lived for others all his life, he has lived enough—now he died for himself, what's the big deal?

Even if the disciples know,
Thinking about it, I can understand the old man.

Alas, life is so uncomfortable, it is good to die,
Good morning! Wow! "

Master took out a bundle of ropes from the mule's package scattered on the ground, and looked up at the tomb on the mountainside.
think for a moment,

Picked up the crescent moon handy shovel.

He turned his face to the old Taoist and said, "Please inform my disciples later that the money accumulated by the stove team is hidden in the third courtyard from the east of Xiushuihe Village, under the wall of the mud courtyard in the northwest corner. A discarded millstone.

There are a total of 77 taels of silver in it, and there are five hanging coins, not counting scattered silver dimes. "

After the previous events, the body of the old Taoist spell was not very stable, causing the five internal organs in his body to vibrate, his face turned green and white, at this moment, he heard the fat old man's words as if explaining the funeral, he reluctantly grabbed the fat old man's clothes : "How can you do this?

If I let you die here, how can I explain to your disciple?
In this way, wouldn’t I have made you sacrifice for me in order to save my own life—”

"I die for the world,

Died for my stove team,

I save you, I hope you can live for the people of the world,

How can we talk about harm or not?

do not worry,
My young disciples may not be able to understand,

But the older ones will definitely understand you. "The master interrupted the old Taoist Xuanzhao, took a handy shovel and cut off the corner of the clothes that the old Taoist was dragging, took a few steps forward, and took out the clay puppet from his arms.

He put his left thumb against the palm of his right hand,

He said to the clay puppet: "Master, wife, brothers and sisters, the Jinshan Mountain has been sealed and guarded, and the day when this place will be destroyed for thousands of years is now—please go on the road with me!"

The moment Master's voice fell to the ground,
Layer upon layer of voices came from the void.

Old or young, male or female voices echoed in the void,

All condensed into one word: "Good!"

A series of cracks appeared on the clay doll, and then suddenly cracked open, and some rotting flesh and blood were gathered in the dust and smoke of dust, condensed into a huge stone slab in front of Li Yueshan.

In the center of the stone slab, two portals with a gap in the middle were carved out.
In the portal, a woman who looked like Junior Sister Li Yueshan poked her head out and looked outside.

On the forehead above her, hangs a plaque,
The plaque is full of fresh air,
The word "Xianmen" can be vaguely seen.

After Li Yueshan circled around the stone slab, he tied himself and the slate tightly with a rope, carried it on his back, and then leaned on the crescent moon in one hand to facilitate the shovel, and walked step by step towards the mountain of Ganoderma lucidum corpses in the distance.

When Xuanzhao saw the slate,

I understand everything.

'Zhenguang' master uncle said before that the original form of ghost ganoderma has been constantly evolving, and it has long been incompatible with its fractal form.

At this time, make the fractal form converge to its original shape,
inevitably lead to a conflict between the two.
Causing both to 'quiet' at the same time.

Previously, the old Taoist was puzzled by the fact that the coffin on the mountain of corpses did not have a coffin cover—now that he saw Li Yueshan like this, he realized—that coffin is also a beast!
And it is the split of the original form of ghost ganoderma!

But from the outside, this coffin board fits perfectly with that coffin.
Once the coffin boards close the coffin,
The coffin board is where the 'Xianmen' is located,
on the coffin,

There is no doubt that it is the place where immortals live!

Wouldn't this further encourage the power of the ghost ganoderma? !

Sophisticated thoughts welled up,

Li Yueshan has no time to care about him at this time,

After he carried the coffin cover on his back, balls of torches burned all over his body, and those torches burned his bones and flesh, blending his bones and blood into the back of the coffin,

He became more and more 'glued' to the coffin board!

The fat old man stepped up the Ganoderma lucidum corpse mountain,

The corpses on the Ganoderma lucidum all stretched out their hands to grab him, trying to drag him down and not allow him to climb up the mountain of corpses - at this time, the crescent moon shovel in his hand came into play. Claws!
He struggled to climb up the mountain of corpses,
Every point close to the coffin halfway up the mountain,
His own flesh and blood are fused with the coffin cover,
The torch burned the coffin board red,
The face of the tomb gate female figurine on the front of the coffin became grim and distorted, and even the handwriting on the plaque above her head gradually distorted, from the word "Xianmen" to some vague and treacherous characters!

Ganoderma lucidum corpse mountain,
Those corpses baring their teeth and claws,

The master wants to avoid their entanglement, cut off their claws that are struggling to pull himself,
It is also necessary to use the claws stretched from above to allow oneself to climb upwards,
Then you can see a tall figure, whose back has been glued to the coffin board it is carrying. With one hand, he grabs the claw stretched out from the top of the corpse mountain, and uses his strength to climb. Cut off the claws on the corners of his clothes and ankles!

The rancid blood fell to the dark red earth together with the broken limbs,

Master finally approached the location of the tomb halfway up the mountain,
He fixed his eyes on the longevity quilt inside the tombstone, and looked at a pair of square stone seats in front of the coffin—there should have been a pair of "grave-suppressing beasts" placed on the stone seats, but now, the tomb-suppressing beasts were accommodated by mules. The stone seat can no longer be restored to its original appearance.

Thinking of this verse, Master grinned.

Sweat dripped from his forehead into his mouth,
He leaned on the crescent moon to facilitate the shovel, stepped on those huge ganoderma lucidum, and approached the coffin that could hold three of himself——

At this moment,
A fierce call suddenly sounded in the ear.

"Master!"

"Master!"

"Master!"

Master opened his mouth slightly,

Reluctantly turned sideways and looked down the mountain,
Seeing the familiar big disciple crawling out of the shadows, he strode towards the mountain of corpses!
"Ah Wu! Ah Wu!

stop!stop! "

Master screamed, his face full of ferocity,
Under his shout, Su Wu finally stopped walking and looked up at the master in the tomb halfway up the mountain.

The master laughed: "When I close the lid of the coffin——Awu, you can fry this one. Don't hesitate, Awu!"

Su Wu looked up at Master, but didn't speak.

"You don't know the trick,

Master understands,

This is the only way to take it in - Ah Wu, the common people who died under Li Gui's hands in the Brocade Mountain Realm, those who are still alive - they are all looking at us!

Ah Wu,

Don't be confused! "

Su Wu lowered his head slightly,

When he raised his head again, his eyes were slightly red.

From a distance of more than a hundred feet, the master seemed to see the disciple's reddish eye sockets, his lips were pursed, and a smile appeared on his face: "Silly boy, why are you so sad?"

He pointed sideways at the huge coffin behind him: "Did you see it? This is the fairy coffin!
After master lies down, he might become a fairy..."

The eldest disciple still did not speak.

The master was also silent for a moment,

He raised the crescent moon in his hand to shovel it, but the words he said were blown away by the breeze, leaving no trace in the ears of the senior disciple: "Let the master take this thing into the coffin. It's a thought for Master..."

In Su Wu's eyes,
The master raised the crescent moon in his hand to facilitate the shovel,
In the end, without saying anything, he walked into the coffin with the huge coffin cover on his back.

The coffin gradually closed.

fall silent.

The figurines of the tomb gate women on the coffin board became more and more fierce, revealing a sense of terror that strangers should not enter.

The old Taoist recovered for a long time, got up from the ground, looked at the completely closed coffin halfway up the mountain, walked up to Su Wu, and was speechless for a while.

a coffin,
Yin and Yang have been isolated.

Su Wu stared blankly at the coffin,

Hasty footsteps came from behind.

Zhu'er, Qing Miao, and Gou Sheng ran to lead Xiuxiu.

"Brother, where is Master?

Where is Master? ! Zhu'er ran to Su Wu's side, looked around, but did not see the familiar figure.

Su Wu didn't speak.

Gou Sheng followed the elder brother's gaze and looked at the coffin halfway up the mountain, as if guessing something, his face suddenly became sad.

Qing Miao has already begun to secretly wipe away tears.

Xiuxiu opened her mouth, tears rolled down from her eyes like broken beads!
"Master!"

Belatedly, Pearl finally understood,
She called out loudly towards the coffin halfway up the mountain—she was held down by Su Wu's shoulders, unable to get close to that mountain, so she could only call out loudly: "Master!"

Gou Sheng wailed loudly: "Master!"

Qing Miao murmured softly: "Master..."

Calling, lingering in the valley.

In that silent coffin,

Master's consciousness is already very blurred,
Many chaotic and indescribable pictures filled his consciousness. At this moment, the voice calling from outside the coffin was like a stick, smashing all those pictures,
He regained some of his voice,

Distinguish the calling voice outside the coffin,
I muttered silently in my heart: "This is Pearl's voice,

This is the voice of the dog left,
This is Qingmiao's voice..."

He chanted over and over again, and suddenly missed the disciples outside the coffin, so he began to struggle—his back was completely attached to the coffin cover, and his face was facing the quilt at this time, which was equivalent to facing down. Lying in the coffin.

Struggling hard now, wanting to turn around,
As a result, the flesh and blood on the back were torn layer by layer, breaking away from the adhesion to the coffin lid!
Master's consciousness became clearer under the pain!

He tried again and again,

Finally turned around,

Can lie in a coffin.

But he no longer had the strength to push the coffin open,
only—

Every time a disciple's call sounded outside, he barely opened a gap in the coffin.

The coffin was called by the disciples of the Zao class,

trembling for a long time,
Finally fully closed.

into complete silence.

(End of this chapter)