Qingyue Temple

When Fang Shanshui woke up, it was already the next morning.The surroundings were dark, and Fang Shanshui quickly realized that he was in Master's coffin.

Fang Shanshui got up slightly and saw that the master was still under his body, but after dawn, the master had already fallen asleep, no breathing, no heartbeat, no sense of existence, even the strong and terrifying evil spirit at night, At this time, they are all quietly lurking.

The master was motionless, like a dummy carved from jade.

Fang Shanshui wanted to get up quietly, only to find that Master's arm was looping around his back, like a steel pillar, which was unshakable, especially the sharp nails, Fang Shanshui just moved, and he heard a slight "stab" sound, and his body froze immediately , stopped moving.

Fang Shanshui could clearly feel that the clothes behind him were scratched by the master's nails, and the cold nails pierced through the holes in the clothes and scratched his skin.

Fang Shanshui thought, if he hadn't been thick-skinned himself, the meeting would probably be bloody.

Fang Shanshui raised his arms and used his true energy to slowly push the master's hand away. It took a long time before he finally escaped from the master's embrace.

Competing with the zombies, Fang Shanshui felt that he had worked very hard. Fortunately, the master slept soundly during the day.

Fang Shanshui slowly pushed open the coffin lid and left the coffin lightly.

Turning around, he was about to close the coffin lid, but found that the lying master was still in the position of hugging a person just now. Fang Shanshui wanted to press his arm down, but when he reached the initial position, he remained motionless I can't press it anymore.

Fang Shanshui thought for a while, then ran back to his room quickly, took out all the dolls in his room, then went back to the cave, stuffed a big non-mainstream doll into the arms of the master, and threw the rest in the next to the master.

As for why Fang Shanshui has so many dolls, these are not his toys. These dolls are filled with straw, which he made one by one when he was practicing related psychic techniques.

I was bored when I was a child. After tying up the scarecrows and practicing psychic training for a period of time, I was reluctant to throw them away, so I sewed them up with cloth and put them in the cabinet. Now they come in handy again.

Fang Shanshui looked at the master who was sleeping peacefully with the straw doll in his arms, and took a closer look. The master's face was as beautiful as a fairy, and with the ugly and unorthodox doll in his arms, it was a bit weirdly cute.

Fang Shanshui nodded in satisfaction, and carefully closed the coffin lid.

Fang Shanshui found the fairy basket he brought to his master. This is the taproot of that pot of fairy basket. Its spiritual energy is much stronger than the branch he bought first, and it is more resistant to the erosion of Qingyue Mountain's Yin Qi.

Spiritual creatures can also adapt to the environment. The mountains are cloudy and attract many moonlight essences. The Langya cave where the master is located is a place where moonlight essences are concentrated. Maybe it can quickly promote the second degree of this fairy carrying the basket. growing up.

Fang Shanshui explored the cave left and right, and found that [-]% of the moonlight essence condensed in the cave was concentrated in the square inch of the coffin, but the orchids could not be placed in the corpse refining formation, so Fang Shanshui had no choice but to retreat , set up a stand for the orchid near the lampstand, and made a small spirit-gathering array, so as to absorb all the essence of the moonlight floating outside the corpse-refining array into the orchid pot.

According to the records of the patriarch's notes, in addition to the initial seven-seven-49-day sacrifice, there must be no mistakes, and then at regular intervals, there will be maintenance several times in order to strengthen the spiritual connection between myself and the corpse servant, and also to prevent the corpse servant from rioting. .

Fang Shanshui cut his finger and dripped his own blood on the lid of the coffin. It lasted ten drops before it stopped, and those blood drops disappeared as if they had melted into the water as soon as they touched the coffin.

When I came back yesterday, I was dragged into the coffin by my master before I had time to take a closer look. Now Fang Shanshui checked it and found that according to the current progress, the current state of the master is probably at the stage of being paralyzed?No wonder Master's hair has become so long...

It seems that Daoist Zhang Yizheng has made a mistake, because the corpse refining technique taught by them in Qingyue Mountain is very different, and the corpses they refine do not have the obvious characteristics of ordinary corpses. Zhang Yizheng probably judged his master based on his long purple-black pointed nails. It's black stiff, in fact, the master has already crossed two steps.

But this is a little different from what the ancestors recorded. It seems that the refining speed is much faster?

Fang Shanshui couldn't help thinking back.

If there is anything unusual in his refining process, it is probably the treasure in the hands of the group of tomb robbers he met when he drove the corpse back to his hometown.

The treasure in the tomb robber's hand didn't know what it was, but the red light emitted seemed to be able to bring the dead back to life, warming and flowing the master's frozen blood at that time.

Seeing this, Fang Shanshui did not hesitate to use the transportation technique to fight for food under the scramble of underworld patrols and tomb robbers at the risk of being exposed at that time, but he did not expect that as soon as the treasure he finally snatched was given to the master, he would It burned the master's palm to black, and made him blow the treasure away in a hurry.

Now Fang Shanshui has not only accepted the karma of the transporting technique, which caused him to suffer poverty again and again, but also failed to get the baby.

If I had known this before, I shouldn't have been quick, and I should have come down directly.

Fang Shanshui complained secretly, but he didn't struggle too much.

Since he missed it, he had no chance, and he didn't dare to give the master a try for unknown things.

The master is stiff now, so he should not be afraid of the sun anymore, but because the master is too fast, Fang Shanshui is not completely sure.

Fang Shanshui decided to hold his master in the coffin, let's talk about when he will become paralyzed, the society outside is not suitable for master's cultivation, and he doesn't want to drive master to do something like the patriarchs.

Fang Shanshui walked out of Langya Cave, and the Qingyue Temple during the day was quiet and quiet, without the bustle and bustle at night.

Inside the spotless temple, there was a strange desertedness, as if he had arrived in a strange world with no one in it.

Fang Shanshui went to the kitchen and found that in just one month, all the stored rice and noodles had become moldy and black.

Although Fang Shanshui eats less now, he still can't completely eat the grain.

It looks like I have to go down the mountain.

At this time, the earthen stove in the kitchen suddenly turned into a familiar square face, and he smiled obsequiously and said: [Little master, are you hungry?I have some servants come and cook for you.These guys are lazy during the day, let's see if I don't smoke them to death next time! 】

Fang Shanshui is quite used to the attitudes of these ghosts caught by the master towards him. I remember that there were many before, but the master didn't like it. It seemed that it was not good for a child to stay in a group of ghosts all day long, so there was a Even one of them was sent away by Chaodu, so only the master and apprentice were there.

Now Master himself has become a ghost...

Fang Shanshui looked at the house spirit in the shape of the stove, and declined politely: "No, let them rest, I can't eat the food here either."

The house spirit made a promise to keep him: [Little master, don't worry!These servants I have accepted are all skilled!Even earth stone maggots are guaranteed to be delicious enough for humans to eat, not to mention we still have a lot of rice noodles. 】

The corner of Fang Shanshui's mouth twitched slightly, thinking that I refused even more when you said that, and said firmly: "I will go down to eat later."

Zhai Ling seemed a little regretful for not being able to give Fang Shanshui a hand, but when Fang Shanshui said that he was going down the mountain, it immediately cheered up again: [Little master, then I will let a few servants accompany you, just to help you carry a bag and pack a bag. Umbrella or something?As the little master of our Qingyue Temple, how can we not have some style when we go out! 】

After Zhai Ling finished speaking, he didn't give Fang Shanshui a chance to refuse, so he went to pick up the ghost servants in a hurry.

Fang Shanshui was a little speechless. As the little master of Qingyue Temple, he always thought that he was just an ordinary Taoist priest. Why did he look like the youngest son of Shanda Wang's family when he came back after going out...

After Zhai Ling prepared what it called "travel gear" for Fang Shanshui, Fang Shanshui realized that these ghosts were far more imaginative than himself.

Looking at the stretched limousine parked at the entrance of the Taoist temple, the door opened automatically, and six big men in black with umbrellas and sunglasses got out of the car and lined up. They respectfully greeted Fang Shanshui with the underworld look that seemed to be learned from TV dramas. car.

Fang Shanshui could see the car's paper body at a glance, but after a part of Zhai Ling's body was separated and wrapped around the paper car, it not only looked the same as the real car visually, but also seemed to be as firm as it was look.

The side of the luxury car turned into Zhai Ling's square face, and Zhai Ling tried his best to smile not too scary and said: [Little master, please get in the car, I will take you down the mountain. 】

Fang Shanshui got into the car in a weird and interesting mood, and the big men in black who lined up followed closely and followed, sitting around respectfully.

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When buying tickets at the train station, Lin Er and the tomb robbers could see the doll holding its head looking at themselves from the glass window of the train station as soon as they turned around;

After finally getting on the train and opening the window, the doll smiled at them again from under the train;

Finally the train left, but still couldn't get rid of the lingering ghost!

Lin Er and the others were going crazy, they only wanted to run to Qingyue Mountain, and they didn't dare to stay for a moment.

Passers-by who were bumped into by them recklessly cursed behind them, "Hurry up to reincarnate!", "Run so fast, there are ghosts chasing you!" the facts.

Fang Shanshui casually went to a small shop to eat a bowl of noodles. While eating the noodles, the whole shop could hear the sound of needles falling quietly. The shop owner seemed to really think that he was some kind of underworld boss who came out to experience the people's livelihood, and tremblingly wanted to call the police all the time. He didn't dare to look up, and the other customers didn't dare to raise their heads, let alone buy it and leave.

Seeing this, Fang Shanshui could only finish his meal in two or three bites, and quickly checked out and left.

As soon as he left, the whole store looked like he had escaped from the sky, and Fang Shanshui couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed.

The house hearse cheerfully asked Fang Shanshui for credit, and seemed to be quite proud of it: [Little master, our style is not bad~ These are all the result of my careful training and teaching! 】

Fang Shanshui couldn't bear to hurt his aesthetics, so he said casually, "Well, it's pretty good."

Fang Shanshui asked Zhai Ling to take him to the store, and decided that in the next few days, he should not come down to disturb the people, and just try the ghost's craft on the mountain.

It's just that when he was about to get off the car in front of the store, someone suddenly bumped into the big man in black who opened the door for him. fierce look.

Seeing this, the house hearse hurriedly slapped the big man in black, but the person who had been frightened by the ghost seemed to have misunderstood them, and screamed: "Ah! Run! It's coming again! Run! "

The frightened person suddenly rolled and scrambled out. Fang Shanshui took a look and found that the person's back was quite familiar.

[cluck cluck cluck. 】

At this moment, a strange voice sounded in front of the car.