Supernatural recovery, my system is a computer

In the Tang Dynasty, "one post was placed every thirty miles away", but it also varied depending on the geographical environment. There was a post station about ten to twenty miles away from the capital.This place is far away from Luoyang, the eastern capital, and is the nearest post station in the mountains, called "Yuan Yin Post".

Because there are many apes in the mountains and this place is located in the south, rumors passed down and it was finally named Yuan Yinyi. At this time, in the post hall of the post station, red candles were hung high, and in the middle of the hall, a huge red coffin was placed on eight crescent moon stools. .

There were three large fire pots placed directly in front, and a pot full of paper money had been burned in them. In the blazing fire, there was an incense altar in front of the fire pots, which was filled with black incense.

The strange thing is that whether it is paper money or incense, it burns very quickly.Silks of smoke kept drifting toward the red coffin and disappeared inside along the gaps.

The old Taoist priest Zhang Zhichen's hands shook slightly, and he suppressed his heartbeat and said: "Liu Yongxian, continue to put the paper money, and then light a handful of red incense."

Behind him, there was another disciple named "Miao Qian". His eyes were staring straight at the place where Yanmo disappeared, and there seemed to be a faint light in his eyes.

The master turned his head and quickly lowered his head.

"It rained on the way here. Come over with an ink fountain and paint all six sides of the coffin with ink lines. Remember to add rooster blood," Zhang Zhichen instructed.

After another half an hour, the strange things in the coffin were no longer as hungry and thirsty as before, and the smoke returned to normal. Zhang Zhichen felt relieved and said: "Tonight, you two brothers will take turns to keep watch. There are also soldiers on duty outside. One day If there is any change, please report it immediately and let me come over to deal with it."

"Yes." The two apprentices said in unison.

Miao Qian and Liu Yongxian wore yellow Taoist robes, and it took half an hour to fill the red coffin with thread. Then junior brother Liu Yongxian walked around the room. He had a pair of heterochromatic pupils in his life. The left pupil was yellow, and the right pupil was yellow. Pupils are black.

He covered his right eye and said, "Senior brother, the room is very clean."

The senior brother nodded and said: "I will be on duty in the first half of the night. The autumn rain is falling outside, so I closed the door and set up a bed in the corner over there. You can sleep first."

Liu Yongxian asked curiously: "Brother, what is in the red coffin? You and the master and others entered the bottom of the lake. I asked the master, but he scolded me."

"You'd better not know. The master won't let you in because it's dangerous inside. How many soldiers and generals have died?"

Liu Yong first gently fanned out the lit incense sticks, inserted them in the four corners of the room, and said: "You always say this and that. If I encounter you in the future, won't it be a dead end?"

Miao Qian looked at his junior brother with inexplicably sad eyes and said, "Junior brother, ignorant people may live more purely, but tonight, I can tell you." He added an accent to the word "today".

Liu Yong first clapped the ash in his hand and sat on the futon, his eyes full of excitement, like a child who appeared in front of the TV on time after school in the afternoon.

"Needless to say, the terrain is natural. The small lake is located in the center of the Nine Snakes. It is the Jiuyin Zhihan place. If ordinary people were buried there, they would definitely have no descendants in less than a year. My master and others went down to the side of the lake. In the southeast, a stone gate was found at the bottom of the lake, and the writing on the stone gate has long been unrecognizable."

"One of the people was an accompanying general who took the physical training route. He used a gun to pry open the stone door. After the door opened, a suction force sucked us in. By the time we reacted, we had arrived at a hollow cave. , there should be a waterway leading to the external lake."

"How do people die?"

"At that time, the coffin was placed in the middle of the rock wall. It took a lot of effort to lift it down, but something went wrong when it landed. A soldier stepped on the slippery ground and fell. The lid fell to the floor.

Someone couldn't help but peeked into the coffin, but the master was too late to stop him. He kicked up the coffin lid, took out the coffin sealing nails that had been prepared, and nailed it in place.

It was okay at first, but as soon as they put the coffin on the wooden platform they had set up, a soldier's eyes turned white and he was foaming at the mouth. The people next to him were about to pull it, but one after another they fell down. They were all carrying it. The person holding the coffin is the person closest to the red coffin. "

"Someone wanted to come forward to help, but the master shouted to stop. The man who was foaming at the mouth stood up stiffly without a cup of tea. He bit the person he grabbed. The top of the cave was full of stones, which may be similar to a gourd with a hollow bottom. , some people were scared and fled into the water, trying to swim out, while others surrounded them and formed a military formation.

The people who took over the water were all dead. The master took the people on the shore and killed all the zombies. Their corpses are still placed in the hollow cave. "

"Why doesn't it burn?"

"Where can I find firewood?"

"So, you don't know what's in it?"

"Master may know, he is the closest."

"You'll mutate into a zombie just by looking at it, so why doesn't the master?"

"Maybe the reason why they mutated was not because they saw what was inside." Miao Qian glanced at the red coffin.

Liu Yongxian moved slightly away from some coffins and said, "Brother, will there be a corpse inside?"

Miao Qian thought for a moment and then shook his head and said, "I don't know." But his eyes, hidden in the light and shadow, were extremely firm, seeming to say I know.

But he continued: "Maybe it's also a zombie. People affected by him have all transformed into corpses."

Liu Yongxian felt relieved and said: "If it is really a zombie, I won't be afraid. In the past few years of following you, I have seen quite a few zombies. The hairy zombies in southern Xinjiang, the red zombies in the northwest, the flying zombies in the Central Plains, and so on." There’s some low-level jumping stiffness.”

He burned another handful of paper money in the brazier and asked: "Brother, why are there zombies? They are all dead, so why can corpses still produce spiritual intelligence?"

He has seen the most powerful zombies and has learned how to escape from his master's pursuit.

Miao Qian thought for a while and said: "Human beings are the spirits of all things, so there is always something special about them. Although we are cultivators, we have not been able to understand ourselves clearly."

"Then why?" Liu Yongxian raised his finger and pointed at the top and said: "The most noble person in Luoyang asked us to find such an evil thing?"

Miao Qian said tirelessly: "Junior brother, how long do you think that man who stands above all the people can live?"

Liu Yongxian was shocked and said: "Senior brother, you are saying that she wants to take help... How can that be done, unless she dies? Even if it is possible, will she still be the one who survives then?"

Miao Qian shook his head and said, "Do you know why this matter happened to us?"

Liu Yongxian said: "I heard that Yuan Tiangang and Li Chunfeng's Tiangongyuan lineage was exterminated. The master wants to revive the Taoist sect on behalf of Tianshi Dao."

"Absolutely. It's just that the Taoist priests in Tiangongyuan are best at fortune-telling. I'm afraid it's not that easy to die. The master has no choice. Under the strong suppression of Buddhism nowadays, we can only win a chance of survival through this method. After all, in terms of understanding zombies , those bald donkeys are no match for us."

Miao Qian used a stick to push away the ashes in the brazier, and the paper buried in the ashes burned again. In the light of the fire, he whispered: "Junior brother, what do you want to do most after this mission is over?"

Liu Yongxian smiled and said: "Of course we are going back to the mountain. In the six months since I came down from the mountain, I have seen more strange things with this eye than in the previous 16 years."

Miao Qian sighed and said, "Okay, you go to bed and I'll wake you up in the middle of the night."

Liu Yong nodded first and walked to a corner near the door, where there was a simple bed. He pulled up the quilt and put on his clothes and fell asleep. After a while, he started snoring on the bed.

Miao Qian glanced at his sleeping junior brother and stood up with cold eyes. He walked to the huge red coffin and gently pressed it. Squeak, the coffin lid in the upper left corner opened a crack.

He had just lied to his junior brother. When his master was far away from the coffin, he was the first to rush forward and kick the lid of the coffin up. When he hammered in the second nail, he smelled the leakage in the coffin. There was just a hint of sweet fragrance coming out, but the hammer in my hand was a little crooked and not reliable.

Just when he was about to take action, a voice behind him said: "What do you want to do?"

The door opened a crack at some point, and the sergeant outside made no sound. When Liu Yong heard the sound and was about to get up, Miao Qian stepped forward and knocked him unconscious.

Jiang Shou, dressed in white, closed the door and said, "Why don't you kill him? Father."

Miao Qian frowned and said, "Were you sent here by him? Also, what did you call me?"

"Don't you already know it in your mind?" Jiang Shou smiled and said, "Actually, I'm very curious about you in the past."

"This makes no sense." Miao Qian said, "What do you want?"

"You should have guessed it," Jiang Shou said.

"Where are the people outside?" Miao Qian asked.

"Are they still human? Of course I am neither." Jiang Shou pointed his sword at Miao Qian: "But I am also curious, what was inside? Please open the coffin and take a look."

Miao Qian suddenly smiled, nodded and said, "Sure enough, you also have selfish motives and want to find the original source."

"It's just a matter of searching for your roots and ancestors. Thousands of years of past history have buried not only the stories, but also your power and magic. Otherwise, I wouldn't have dared to come here alone."

"Yes, if it takes longer, I'm afraid he will be the only one who comes in person."

Click, the coffin was opened again, and a stream of green stuff came out. Jiang Shou said: "Can I come forward and take a look?"

Miao Qian took a step back.

Jiang Shou stepped forward cautiously. The candle was not a good light source, and there were many light and shadows in the coffin. When he first saw the contents of the coffin, his face became unnaturally flushed.

Green blood also flowed from his mouth, but his eyes were smiling: "So that's it."

He looked up at Miao Qian and said, "It was the one who changed you in the first place. It's really miraculous."

Squeak, the door was pushed open, Zhang Zhichen stood at the door and said: "Disciple, there are guests here, why don't you ask me to receive them?"

Miao Qian walked over, knelt on the ground and said, "Master, it's all my disciple's fault. I shouldn't have been greedy and harmed you and my junior brother."

He fell to his knees and burst into tears.

Zhang Zhichen said: "We can only maintain our sanity today, but it will be eroded in the future. I am not me, and you are not you. It has already been a thousand years, so why bother to persist anymore."

He stepped forward and helped Miao Qian up and said, "However, you can't let him succeed, otherwise wouldn't you be following his will? Just go."

Miao Qian glanced outside the door, anxiously.

There was a loud noise from the tiles, bricks and wood above the head, and a figure fell from the sky.

"Who gave me the paper crane? I'm pressed for time. Didn't you know you should send it out earlier?"