That monk has a dragon [Rebirth]

The young woman ignored Daoist Wen Qi's questioning, and took her murderous corpse "husband" Gu Zi to walk towards the river. She was silent all the way, but she didn't stop several people from following.

There was a small wooden house near the forest by the river. Si Huai came to it a few days ago when he was following her, and he also sneaked in through the window while she was not at home to have a look, and he didn't find anything wrong.

The house was dark and dimly lit, the woman went in and lit a candle, turned around and came out with an oil lamp, and walked around to the small utility room behind the house.

Si Huai had never entered that small room, and it was locked on weekdays, as if she was afraid that someone would steal her hoes and baskets, but tonight she opened the door... I can't say it was open, the door was still locked intact, but There was a big hole in the middle of the door panel.

Seeing that the woman took out a bunch of keys from her waist and opened the lock, pushed open the dilapidated wooden door, put away the messy farm tools in the house, and pressed a few times on the wall as if no one was there. switch.

In the corner where a few hoes were originally scattered, there was a sound of mechanism turning, and the whole floor sank downward, revealing a section of wooden ladder going down, leading to the dark underground.

She stretched out her hand to summon the "husband" of the murderous corpse outside the door, and pointed to the passageway of the secret room to let him go down. The murderous corpse stiffly turned its head and "looked" at her with black eyes, twitched its neck convulsively, and then obediently jumped in.

Seeing the woman following with a short body, Daoist Wen Qi hurriedly caught up with him, and the uncle Daoist who had already got down from the entrance of the secret room turned back with a cold face and gave him a few ointments, and forcefully told him to come from inside. Backed out, greeted Si Huai and Wu Nian and walked into the house.

The cabin is not big, and it is also a good shelter for the orphans and widows. The inside of the house is very simple, except for tables, chairs and a loom, there are only some children's playthings. It is a small and simple life. farmhouse.

However, the room was filled with an extremely depressing atmosphere. Even though the candles were brightly lit, there was a chilly air from head to toe. This was something Si Huai hadn't seen in the few times he had been here.

There was a little movement in the room separated by the curtain. After a few "da da da" sounds of stepping on the floor, a small corner was lifted under the cloth curtain, and a small head poked out from inside.

It was a child about three or four years old, with beautiful bushy eyebrows and big eyes, but his eyes were a little dull. He turned his neck stiffly and looked at them with his little head up.

"This child..." Si Huai stopped what he blurted out, turned his head to look at Wu Nian and Daoist Wen Qi, and confirmed what he thought in his heart from their equally surprised eyes.

Daoist Wen Qi's uncle would leave the child at home when he went out on weekdays, and would take the child to the vegetable field when he came back. Si Huai had previously focused on her and never paid much attention to the child. After seeing it head-on for a while, I realized something was wrong.

When they came to this town five years ago, the child was already one year old, and now he should be a waist-high child, but this child is clearly only three or four years old, and his body does not seem very flexible, even if separated A few steps away, he could also feel a cold and gloomy breath of death on his body.

This child is also a dead man!

Si Huai slowly squatted down and leaned forward a little, took out a handful of dried sweet-scented osmanthus that he bought a few days ago from his sleeve, and stretched out his palm to send it forward.

The child withdrew his head slowly, and poked it out again after a while, staring straight at Si Huai. After confirming that he did not mean anything malicious, he walked slowly to Si Huai, grabbed Si Huai with his little hands. He picked up a small flower and sent it to his mouth.

Dead people don't know how to eat. Although the child's expression was stiff, he was chewing slowly in his mouth, then swallowed it into his stomach, and looked up at Si Huai.

"Is it delicious?" Si Huai smiled and picked him up. Gu Zi sat down at the table, put him on his lap, silently put away a handful of dried flowers in his hand, and took out the dried flowers from Cong Chenyi. The sugar that came was stuffed into the cold little hands.

Daoist Wen Qi walked up to the child with a sullen expression, put his index finger and middle finger together on the child's forehead, closed his eyes and silently recited a mantra, only to see a cloud of black mist formed on his fingertips, and a ray of light passed through the mist All over the body, a soul imprisoned in the small body appeared.

"She succeeded..." Wen Qi looked at the soul wrapped in a yellow halo in shock, sighed in a low voice, and let go of his finger on his forehead.

"Amitabha..." The voice of my recitation resounded steadily, pulling the two of them back from their astonishment, and asked, "Does the priest know what's going on?"

His question was a bit vague, as if he was asking about the child, or about the murderous corpse tonight.

Daoist Wen Qi let out another long sigh, and reached out to touch the child's cold head.

"My uncle's Taoist name is 'Suchen'. She is my master...that is, the only daughter of the head of Xuanqing Taoist Temple. She should have been the first female head of my Xuanqing Taoist Temple. Master Zu intentionally betrothed my uncle to my master so that they could practice double cultivation after they got married, but she never expected that she would fall in love with an ordinary person and make a private life-long appointment with that person."

That ordinary person is the one who is now a murderous corpse.

Taoist priests of Xuanqing Taoist Temple can marry wives and have children like ordinary people, but most people will choose to form Taoist couples with monks of Xianmen. Marriage is naturally a pity.

But it's a pity, it's a pity, although the former head of the sect hated women, he didn't stop them from being together, and it was an accident that they ended up separated forever.

One night not long after they got married, a powerful monster locked up in the Taoist temple broke the seal and escaped, and broke into the courtyard of Aunt Suchen. The husband lost his life.

Suchen used a weapon to lock her husband's separated soul, and begged his father and senior brother to save his life, but since the soul was separated, how could he be saved.

After a long period of time, Suchen was worried and sad all day long, guarding the corpse and refused to bury it. Finally, he sneaked into the library and practiced Taoism. Books, hoping to let her husband's soul return to the body Resurrected from the dead.

"Uncle, she was kicked out of the Taoist temple by the ancestor because she peeked at the forbidden book and practiced the forbidden technique." Daoist Wen Qi touched the little cold face of the child, thinking of the high-spirited appearance of the uncle in the past , could not help but sigh again. "Last year, my master took over the head of Xuanqing Taoist Temple. When I checked the collection of books, I found that the forbidden book was missing. I guess it was taken away by my uncle, so I sent me down the mountain to find it."

"What bullshit forbidden book? I just admit that I have read it, and I have never done anything to steal it!" A cold voice came from the door, and the next moment a figure had arrived in front of him, snatching the child from Si Huai's hand Standing in front of him, staring at Si Huai, he questioned, "Who will allow you to touch my child! What did you feed him!?"

Si Huai looked at the frightened child, smiled lightly, and said in a coaxing tone, "It's just sugar, children like sweet things."

Su Chen stared at him for a long time, until the child in his arms hooked her hand, then he laughed out of the anger, and sat down beside him holding the child.

Daoist Wen Qi: "Uncle, where did you put "Hui Yang Lu"?"

"I said I didn't take it!" Su Chen gave him a cold look, "If I brought out "Hui Yang Lu", he wouldn't be just an irrational murderous corpse tonight!"

The child sitting in her arms shrank in fright, Su Chen patted him on the back lightly, his gloomy face eased a bit.

"I just want to save my husband. There is such a secret technique in the world but no one is willing to save him. Then I will save him by myself. I don't care about forbidden techniques or insanity. It doesn't matter if you are kicked out of the Taoist temple as long as you can save him." But I'm not the kind of thief, I just try it on him according to what I remember, hoping that one day I will save him."

"Then what happened to this child? Why did he..." Si Huai asked tentatively, pulling the child's hand.

The child seemed to like Si Huai, his small hands tightly tugged on his sleeves, Su Chen was angry at everyone, but he calmed down a bit when he saw his gentle appearance.

"Two years ago, his father also lost control like today, and injured him by mistake. I took him to find a doctor for a long time but failed to save him, so I had to take a risk and use a forbidden technique on him to make him Resurrected from the dead."

The so-called "resurrection from death" is nothing more than letting the soul return to one's body, but since the body is already dead, it is not possible to come back to life by putting the soul into it.

The forbidden technique of Xuanqing Taoist Temple is to train the dead body into a movable corpse first, and then put the complete soul into the corpse, retrieve his thoughts and wisdom, and turn him back into a dead body. people.

How to integrate the soul into the corpse so that he has his own sanity is the key to this forbidden technique. Once it fails, it will be an extremely dangerous corpse.

The child was too young when he died, and it was relatively easy to regain his mind and control this body, so he "resurrected from the dead", but he could only stay at the age of three or four.

The big one is more difficult.

"No matter how you put the soul on the walking corpse, how did you train him to become a walking corpse? Did the exorcism in the night town have anything to do with you?"

"Yes." She admitted happily. "It takes enough resentment to turn a corpse into a walking corpse that can move. He doesn't have it. I can only draw ideas from others."

"This is why you moved to this town? You want to use those corpses from the Great Barren Mountain?!"

"Where are there any corpses in the Great Barren Mountain? They have rotted into bones and mud." Suchen gave a disdainful "Qi" and continued: "A long time ago, there was a great war in Xinling City, and tens of thousands of people died. The city lord of Xinling threw the body near Dahuang Mountain, which I call a 'mass grave'."

"Mass graves?" I interrupted suddenly as I was reading, and asked, "I've never heard of 'mass graves'. How did you know?"

"Of course the Lord Xinling said it himself, but I just overheard it. Those corpses were all brought back from mass graves. Every once in a while I would go there and pick up some resentful corpses to bring back. After collecting those grievances, I found a barren mountain and burned the corpses. But it is strange that I have taken away so many corpses one after another over the years, but the dead people in that place seem to grow out, always Some fresh corpses appeared out of nowhere."

I stopped chanting the Buddha beads, looked at Si Huai with a frown, and said with some certainty in my tone, "The place we are looking for is not the Great Barren Mountain, but this mass grave."

"Hmm." Seeing what he was thinking, Si Huai asked Su Chen, "Where is the mass grave?"

"Near the Great Barren Mountain, ten miles to the west." Su Chen looked away from the children and glanced at them, with a hint of amusement in the corner of his mouth. "The Great Barren Mountain is not flat, what are you going to do there?"

Si Huai didn't intend to talk to her, exchanged glances with Wu Nian and walked out.

The matter of Xuanqing Taoist Temple has little to do with them, and Daoist Wen Qi has some reputation outside, so he should have an explanation for the murderous corpse and wounding people tonight.

But suddenly there was a babbling "Mother" from the child behind him, Wu Nian paused in his stride, turned around and clasped his hands together, and said "Amitabha".

"Benefactor, you only think that you want them to live, but you don't think about whether they want to live. People should go into reincarnation when they die. If you have to imprison their souls on a walking corpse, let them live that kind of life." Humans are not ghosts, do you know if they are willing?"

Su Chen didn't expect that he would suddenly say such words to herself, she paused while holding the child's hand, lowered her head to meet those dull eyes, wondering what she was thinking.

Wu Nian chanted the Buddha's name again, then turned around and followed Si Huai, and after walking four or five steps, the person behind him suddenly spoke again.

"You'd better be careful when you're going to a mass grave. There's been an unusual smell in that place recently. A few days ago, there was a big pit for no reason, which looks like a dragon's head."