Starting from the fox demon and crossing the heavens

In the mourning hall, Daoist Qianhe sat blankly on a small bench next to him, staring at the corpse of the prince in front of him, and said: "Just now I discussed with Nawu Shilang to see if it is possible to burn the corpse of the prince's corpse and take it with me. I went back with the ashes, but I didn’t expect that eunuch to point at the poor man’s nose and curse at others, and he didn’t agree with anything.”

In fact, if you think about it, burial is a tradition handed down from ancient times to the present.

The ancients believed that after death, the body is buried in the ground, and only the soul that leaves the body can return to the sky.

"Han Dai Wai Zhuan" said: When a person dies, he is called a ghost, and the ghost returns, the essence returns to the sky, and the flesh returns to the earth.

In the eyes of Taoist Priest Qianhe, the soul of a person who died normally will be led to the underworld by ghost messengers, and whether the body is buried or cremated is actually of little significance to the dead person.

The purpose of burial is more to determine the luck of future generations, to find a place with good geomantic omen, which can bless future generations. Generally speaking, burial has many wonderful functions.

According to Nawu Shilang's intention, the dead prince was the brother of the current emperor, and he needed to be transported back to the court, and everything would be handed over to the emperor.

If they burned the corpse and caused the emperor Longyan to be furious, that would be a serious crime against the Jiu Clan.

"There is no other way. Since it can't be burned, we must find a way to suppress it. When it comes to the court, there will naturally be an expert to deal with it. Xiaodong and Xiaoxi, according to my order, have a custom-made coffin with copper horns and gold." Qianhe said The chief ordered: "Xiao Nan, soak the ink fountain net overnight, remember to use a thicker rope. Xiao Bei, go and get me a big rooster and a big black dog with pure fur."

"Yes, Master."

After giving all these instructions, Taoist Master Qianhe found that Jin Renfeng was looking at the prince's body with curious eyes.

This is a living zombie.

Although this is not the first time I have seen him, in the world of Calabash Baby, he has lived there for hundreds of years and has seen many zombies. There are also some sects that specialize in raising zombies for cultivation. Their faces are lifeless, and they carry a coffin on their backs all day long. He even witnessed from a distance the orthodox sect besieging and killing a great demonic cultivator who was refining corpses to prove his way.

The opponent's natal zombie was sacrificed, and the Golden Core cultivator was not enough to see it in front of it. Several Nascent Soul monks joined forces to besiege and couldn't take it down. In the end, a righteous ancestor of the Nascent Soul invited an immortal from the sect. Only then did the zombie be completely suppressed.

That scene was quite shocking.

It's a pity that he hasn't learned the method of controlling the corpse, otherwise he could try to practice on it.

"Xiaoyang, don't you feel scared when you see a zombie for the first time?" Taoist Master Qianhe asked.

Jin Renfeng shook his head and said, "With Master here, there is nothing to be afraid of."

Daoist Qianhe was greatly moved after hearing this.

Recalling the scene when the other four apprentices saw a zombie for the first time, they were so frightened that they cried their father and mother, and their legs were weak. In comparison, Jin Renfeng's performance was simply perfect.

"Xiaoyang, look at the means of being a teacher!" Daoist Qianhe's eyes moved, and he squeezed a sword finger with his right hand, and lifted it up abruptly.

I saw the corpse lying on the wooden board, and immediately sat up, with a ferocious face, the heart is not good, and it is easy to be frightened to death on the spot.

Jin Renfeng blinked, without the slightest expression of fear on his face. Instead, he stretched out his hands to pinch the zombie prince's face, and asked at the same time, "It's so hard, master, why do corpses turn into zombies after death?"

"After death, the body does not rot, and it is a zombie formed by absorbing the yin energy of the earth." Daoist Qianhe looked at Jin Renfeng who was not afraid of the sight in front of him, and he was very pleased, explaining: "Zombies do not enter reincarnation, they are abandoned by heaven and earth. , feeds on blood, it is a murderous thing."

"Master, do you think zombies have souls?"

"Of course not."

"Why does the zombie move? Why does it suck blood? Why does it attack living things?"

Daoist Qianhe smiled and said: "Zombies have no souls, but it doesn't mean they have no souls. Humans have three souls and seven souls. When a person dies, among the three souls, the heavenly soul returns to heaven, the earthly soul returns to the underworld, and the human soul wanders back to the cemetery. In the meantime, when a person dies, the three souls will leave the body immediately, but the seven souls will disappear only when the body is completely boned."

"The so-called zombies, all their behaviors are actually dominated by the body's instincts, and they will also be affected by the seven souls left on the corpse, and the seven souls represent anger, sorrow, fear, love, evil, desire, life, I say so You should understand."

"Then master, if this is the case, if people will be cremated after death, will there be no zombies?"

"Hahaha..." Daoist Qianhe laughed a few times after listening to Jin Renfeng's words, and secretly said: "Children are indeed children. People’s hearts can be changed just by changing them.”

"Xiaoyang, some things involve a lot of things, you can't just look at the surface."

Seeing Jin Renfeng half-understanding, Taoist Master Qianhe slapped his head and said, "You are still young, it's normal to not understand, and you will understand later."

Two days later.

Everyone is ready.

The team pulled a golden coffin with copper horns and marched towards the pass.

Since leaving angrily that day, Wu Shilang has not shown any good looks to Daoist Qianhe, and several apprentices including Jin Renfeng have also been implicated.

This made Daoist Qianhe a little confused, so he thought to himself that he didn't seem to have offended him. In the end, he just regarded it as a eunuch's character and couldn't be treated with common sense.

Along the way, this time Jin Renfeng followed the team all the way.

In this team, only the little prince was worthy of being carried away, and the status system was strict. What made him feel speechless was that the coffin cart was pulled by a group of soldiers. Of course, the main force was a donkey.

The coffin occupied the place where he came.

He wondered if the coffin would have to be pushed by manpower without the donkey cart that Taoist Master Qianhe bought on the way here.

Hot weather.

The sky was cloudless, and the sun was scorching the earth like a huge furnace.

The hot summer always makes people feel impetuous.

Along the way, they stop and go.

At night, they found an open space to set up camp.

Everyone lay in the tent and didn't want to move. Jin Renfeng sat cross-legged in the corner of the tent and began to practice the Maoshan Kung Fu that Taoist Master Qianhe gave him.

Maoshan Nourishing Qi Technique.

It is the exercises that the original master practiced, but it is different.

"Junior brother, don't work so hard. Cultivation is not a matter of a day or two. After returning home, there will be plenty of time to practice, so don't rush for a while."

"That's right, senior brother, I'm almost exhausted now, how can I concentrate on cultivation, I just want to sleep now..."

"Xiao Bei, why did Master go?"

"It is said to check the coffin to see if there is anything missing."

"Master just made a big fuss. The golden coffin is so heavy that four people can't lift it up. Not to mention that the zombies are suppressed by the master's corpse-suppressing charm, even if they are alive and kicking, they will probably open the lid of the golden coffin..."

Jin Renfeng practiced silently, but their complaints could still be heard.

They are really four rookie Taoist priests.

Zombies, how can they use common sense to guess.

Ignoring them, Jin Renfeng closed his eyes and practiced, while his other four senior brothers fell asleep after chatting for a while...

After a long time, Taoist Master Qianhe came back with a tired body, glanced at Jin Renfeng who was practicing in the corner, and then at the four big four in the southeast, northwest, and north, who were sleeping like dead pigs and snoring louder than the other. Disciple, shook his head helplessly, they are really not the material for cultivation.

Xiaodong and Xiaonan are not young anymore, but they still achieve nothing in practice. Last time they were asked to catch ghosts alone, one was tricked by the ghost, and the other was even more awesome. Almost not being sucked into a mummy, it was an embarrassment to the Maoshan Taoist priest.

Nine years ago, Xiaoxi's family couldn't open the pot, and there were two brothers who were sent to him. But two years ago, one of his two brothers died in the battlefield while the other was seriously ill. Now he is the only one left in the family. , This time sending the royal zombie back to the capital, it's time for him to go back to carry on the family lineage.

Among the four of them, Xiaobei's cultivation talent is the best among them. Although his personality is a bit jumpy, but no one is young. If there is no Jin Renfeng, his future fortune may be passed to Xiaobei north……

Priest Qianhe was a little lost in thought.

Chapter 72 Seeing Four Eyes for the First Time, God Doesn’t Respect

Early the next morning.

"Wake up, everyone is up, taking advantage of this time in the morning, everyone has a long way to go."

Soon, the team set off mightily.

"Master, look at this posture, it is impossible to go to the capital without seven or eight days, the weather is still so hot, we are all fine, I am afraid that the little brother will not be able to hold on physically."

Daoist Qianhe was also a little worried, he couldn't let the little apprentice sit on the coffin.

"By the way, your senior uncle Simu seems to live in this area. Let senior brother Simu take care of Xiaoyang for a few days, and come back to pick him up after finishing the work." Taoist Master Qianhe clapped his hands and immediately had an idea .

Jin Renfeng followed behind and rolled his eyes. If he really wanted to do this, they would be separated from each other from now on.

"Master, if I can't even bear this bit of hardship, then why should I practice Taoism?" Jin Renfeng said righteously: "Master either means cultivating the Tao or cultivating the mind. I will never accept such an arrangement."

"Xiaoyang..."

Priest Qianhe was so moved.

At the same time, he glared at the four apprentices in the southeast and northwest with hatred, and said: "Study hard with your little brother, steal and play tricks all day long, if you can have this awareness, as a teacher, you will have the confidence to take you to Maoshan It has been conferred."

They bowed their heads in remorse.

Afterwards, Daoist Qianhe stopped mentioning the matter.

I don't know how many miles I drove.

The donkey cart was walking on the small road, among the green water and green mountains, two wooden houses could be seen from a distance.

Daoist Qianhe was overjoyed, he deliberately took everyone on this road.

There is a rule in Maoshan, if you pass by the site of a fellow Maoshan, you must pay a visit.

When they are away from home, it is necessary to take care of each other.

If people know that you pass by and don't come to say hello, it's a feud.

As soon as the team approached, four people came out of the house, three men and one woman. They were Taoist Master Simu and his disciple Jia Le, and Monk Yixiu and his female disciple Jingjing.

Two Taoist priests, one dressed as a monk, took the initiative to greet him.

"Brother."

"Brother!?"

When they met, they made a salute to each other.

"Master Qianhe, Amitabha." Monk Yixiu made a Buddha ceremony.

"Master Yixiu..."

Priest Qianhe turned his head and said, "You still don't come here to pay respects to your uncle!"

"Uncle Master!" x4

Jin Renfeng imitated the other senior brothers, made a salute, and said: "I have met the senior uncle."

The four-eyed Taoist priest looked at Jin Renfeng with a hint of surprise on his expression, and said, "Junior brother, when did you accept another disciple?"

"A few days ago." Daoist Qianhe recounted what happened that day.

"Chen Zaisheng?"

"It turned out to be him." The four-eyed Taoist thought for a moment, and suddenly said: "Young brother, do you still remember, when we were apprentices in Maoshan, the guy under Uncle Wang's school was not very talented but worked hard all day long?"

"Could it be him!?"

Obviously, Daoist Qianhe also remembered.

The four-eyed priest went on to say: "A few years ago, he was abolished because he practiced sorcery. Uncle Wang didn't take his life because of the face of the master and apprentice. It's just that he didn't expect that he would give birth to a robbing child." The idea of ​​giving up, I really don't know how to repent."

Daoist Qianhe said with emotion: "Yes, the technique of seizing the house is extremely dangerous. He lost his soul, and he deserved what he deserved."

"It's good luck for the younger brother." Daoist Simu smiled, "I picked up a pure Yang body as an apprentice for nothing. Among our senior brothers this year, I didn't expect that the fate of the younger brother is the best."

"Senior brother, where is this? Jia Le's overall ability, my four unsatisfactory apprentices combined can't compare with Jia Le."

The two had a commercial flaunt.

Jia Le, the disciple of Taoist Master Four Eyes, smirked aside.

Wu Shilang shouted: "Hey, what are you doing here?!"

Taoist Master Qianhe replied: "Wu Shilang, I'll borrow some glutinous rice from senior brother."

"Sticky rice?"

Wu Shilang frowned slightly, and just about to speak, the little prince sitting on the sedan chair beside him said, "Wu Shilang, let's rest here."

The little prince had already spoken, and Wu Shilang naturally wouldn't have any objections, and immediately waved to the people beside him and said, "Everyone, let's rest and put it down."

"Jia Le, go get some glutinous rice for your uncle."

After Simu Daoist finished speaking, he saw the golden coffin in the team, walked over immediately, looked it over carefully, and asked: "The copper-horned golden coffin is wrapped in ink fountain nets, could it be a zombie inside?"

"Yes, it's a zombie."

"Then why didn't you burn it, and still walk around with it?" Priest Four Eyes asked suspiciously.

Daoist Qianhe sighed: "This zombie belongs to the border royal family and cannot be burned. We must transport it back to the capital as soon as possible and wait for the emperor to send it down."

"That's it." The four-eyed priest nodded, without saying anything more.

At this time, Monk Yixiu walked around the copper-horned golden coffin, and said, "Master Qianhe, why don't you remove the tent above the coffin, let it absorb some sunlight, and reduce the corpse's aura."

Daoist Qianhe thought about it, and it seemed that this was really the case.

"That's right, thank you Master for your guidance."