Weird Taoism: I became a god in a strange world

"Lin Hun, it's time to collect the bodies."

Lin Hun, who was sleeping, was pushed on the shoulder.

He stood up silently and took the cane, listening to the voice with his ears twitching.

He followed the group in front and walked out of the prison silently.

Lin Hun was a time traveler, and this body was speechless.

He was seriously injured and born blind.

The previous incarnation was only fifteen years old this year. A few days ago, he got drunk and had a verbal fight with someone, but was beaten by that person and vomited blood.

He died three days ago and was occupied by Lin Hun from Blue Star.

When Lin Hun traveled, a river of time suddenly injected into his soul.

Lin Hun was blessed and instantly enlightened.

He realized that he had achieved the ultimate goal that everyone dreams of:

Longevity.

Because of the injection of the long river of time, Lin Hun has an endless life.

"Cough cough..."

Lin Hun held his left chest, and his cough was very weak.

There was a red palm print where his palm was pressed, which was painful.

It was the palm print left by the man who hurt him that day.

This extremely weak body was always reminding him:

He had an infinite lifespan, but a body that could die suddenly at any time.

Longevity does not mean immortality.

Diseases, swords, disasters, etc. can easily kill him now.

The palm print on his left chest was very vicious.

There was nothing special when it was hit.

But it broke out a day later, causing the previous body to suffer for a day and a night before taking his life.

The palm print penetrated his body, emitting a trace of cold power that constantly eroded his body.

He had seen no less than a dozen doctors in the past few days, and they all said that the coldness had penetrated into his bones and there was no way to save him.

He could fall to the ground and die at any time.

Now Lin Hun’s first problem is to solve the problem of this palm print.

Tap, tap, tap...

The group of people are all white soldiers of the lowest rank, and this time they are going to do the most reluctant job of collecting corpses.

No one speaks, and they all walk forward with their heads down.

Lin Hun is blind, but has excellent hearing.

He walks forward silently, memorizing all the roads he has passed and storing them in his mind.

The underground prison is very large, and there is a very magnificent courtyard on the ground after walking out.

The Gui Zhen Si.

The Gui Zhen Si is the most powerful organization under the rule of the Dayu Dynasty.

Its functions are the three-in-one of government offices, public security, and the suppression of ghosts.

This is a strange world.

The prison is just the last organization of the Gui Zhen Si.

And Lin Hun and his group are called "white soldiers", the lowest group of people in the entire Gui Zhen Si system.

Above the white soldiers, there are black soldiers, government servants, constables, jailers, and trick masters.

The jailers and trick masters are all people who practice tricks.

The outside world collectively calls them "guixiu".

Above them are many middle and high-level officials of the Zhengui Division, but Lin Hun's previous life did not know about them.

The Zhengui Division Yamen has 872 houses on the surface alone, not including the underground prison where Lin Hun and others are.

This shows how huge the Zhengui Division is.

This is the pitiful little information he knows after digesting his previous life.

The jailer in front walked out of the prison and his attitude immediately changed after entering the Zhengui Division Yamen on the ground.

They lowered their eyebrows and walked with their heads down, fearing that they would offend someone.

Other people in the Zhengui Division saw that the uniforms behind them had a big "white" word embroidered on them, and they looked disgusted.

They stayed as far away as possible, fearing that they would get into trouble.

The "white soldiers" usually collect corpses, burn corpses, sew corpses, and bury corpses.

They deal with the dead all year round, and there is an ominous aura on their bodies.

White soldiers.

Ominous.

It is also for this reason that the life span of the "white soldiers" is generally not long, and they are known as the "short-lived species".

Naturally, no one in the entire Zhenguisi is willing to look at them.

Lin Hun walked forward with his cane tapping the ground, silently memorizing the route along the way.

After leaving the Zhenguisi Yamen, there was a yamen runner with a sword waiting at the door.

Seeing these people coming, he said with disgust:

"Why are you so slow? Come with me!"

The leader of the "white soldiers" is a soldier named "Lao Zhao".

He is less than 40 years old, with gray hair and a slightly bent back.

He smiled and said, "Sir, sorry, sorry, I'm late."

"Bad luck!"

The yamen runner turned around and left, and the soldier Lao Zhao quickly signaled everyone to follow.

The yamen runner was in a very bad mood today.

I thought I had nothing to do today, and I wanted to go to the brothel to listen to music.

Unexpectedly, a murder case suddenly occurred, and the superiors told me the task of leading the white soldiers to collect the bodies.

Bad luck!

These white soldiers were all unlucky.

The yamen runner had martial arts skills and deliberately walked very fast.

This made the white soldiers, who were already weak, suffer.

They tried their best but couldn't catch up with the yamen runner.steps.

Soon the yamen runners disappeared.

Especially Lin Hun, who coughed every three steps.

He was at the end of the team.

Old Zhao looked at Lin Hun with concern and gave a look to the other white soldiers.

Everyone deliberately slowed down and waited for Lin Hun to catch up.

"Lin Hun, listen to Uncle Zhao, after completing today's task.

Go find a doctor to take a good look and prescribe some medicine for conditioning."

Uncle Zhao and Lin Hun's deceased father were close friends.

His concern was sincere.

"White soldiers" were the lowest people in the Zhengui Division, so they usually took care of each other and huddled together for warmth.

"Ahem... Thank you, Uncle Zhao. I will definitely go."

Lin Hun felt Uncle Zhao's words.

His heart was warm.

But this body was too weak.

"Uncles and brothers, it's all Lin Hun's fault that he has a poor physical condition and has slowed down the team's progress."

Lin Hun coughed and apologized to everyone.

Zhao Tou shook his head and smiled bitterly:

"It's not Lin Hun's fault. It's that officer who deliberately made things difficult for us. Hey, we white soldiers..."

After Zhao Tou finished speaking, the other white soldiers also patted Lin Hun's shoulders.

Say don't blame yourself, everyone is a colleague and should help each other.

In fact, everyone can see that it was the yamen runner who deliberately made things difficult for the white soldiers.

Even if there was no Lin Hun, the yamen runner would do the same.

"Zhao Tou, we lost the officer, what should we do with the mission?"

A white soldier asked Zhao Tou in a low voice with a sad face.

The discipline of Zhenguisi is strict, and military orders are as heavy as mountains.

If something goes wrong when the white soldiers are on duty, it will delay the mission of Zhenguisi.

If they are investigated by their superiors, the salary will be deducted for minor cases and the punishment will be punished with a stick.

"Ahem..."

Lin Hun wanted to speak.

The other white soldiers waved their hands and said with a smile:

"Lin Hun, it's not your fault, don't blame yourself.

It was the officer who deliberately made things difficult for us low-ranking white soldiers. Alas..."

The other white soldiers also looked at Lin Hun kindly.

Zhao Tou found a high place and looked around, but he didn't find the yamen runners.

The white soldiers stood at the crossroads, not knowing which direction to go, sighing one by one.

The status of the white soldiers in the Zhengui Division was too low, and anyone could bully them for no reason.

"Ahem... Xiangdong."

Lin Hun said, covering his chest.

After hearing Lin Hun's words, Zhao Tou and others turned around and looked at him in astonishment.

Zhao Tou asked hurriedly: "Really?"

Lin Hun nodded.

"My ears are very sharp."

After hearing Lin Hun's words, Zhao Tou and other white soldiers smiled suddenly.

"Yes, yes, hahaha. Lin Hun, you have done a great deed this time. Let's go."

The blind man can't see, but his hearing is exceptionally good.

The crowd immediately went east, and after about an incense stick of time, they arrived at the entrance of a village with "Manshui Village" written on the village monument.

Under the village monument, they saw the yamen runner as expected.

Seeing that the white soldiers had followed them, the yamen runner who was deliberately doing bad things was also slightly surprised.

"Come and collect the bodies quickly!"

The yamen runner snorted and entered Manshui Village.

Zhao Tou and others did not dare to say much, and hurriedly followed the yamen runner into Manshui Village and came to a house.

A constable and five yamen runners stood in front of the house with the gate closed, waiting anxiously.

Seeing that Lao Zhao and other white soldiers had finally arrived, they immediately opened the door of the house.

"The head of the Manshui Village, a total of 23 people are dead, the white soldiers quickly collect the bodies.

Old rules: Don't ask a word! Cremate on the spot!"

The leading constable said softly to Lao Zhao.

Zhaotou immediately nodded and said, "Yes, sir!"

Zhaotou led Lin Hun and others into the house, and the door slammed shut behind them.

As if afraid that the white soldiers and the bodies would run out.

Lin Hun skillfully took out a cowhide belt from the backpack behind him to wrap his hands and a gauze scarf to wrap his mouth and nose.

He changed into a set of cowhide clothes for collecting bodies.

Cowhide sewing.

Can be worn out.

This is the standard procedure for the white soldiers to collect bodies, and the others also changed their clothes.

At this time, Lao Zhao lit three incense sticks and murmured:

"Every wrong has its perpetrator, and every debt has its creditor. I can't help myself when I'm trying to make a living!

I touched your body! Don't blame me! God bless you! I'll ascend to heaven soon!"

Insert the three incense sticks in the southeast corner of the courtyard and wait quietly.

If the incense sticks are not lit, it means there is an offense.

If the incense sticks are broken, flee quickly.

If the incense sticks are too long, turn back quickly.

This is the formula for Baizu to collect corpses.

The first sentence means that if you can't light three incense sticks, it may be that someone's words and deeds have offended the corpse.

The second sentence means that if the three incense sticks that are lit suddenly go out or the incense sticks are broken for no reason, it means that there is a big weirdness here, and you must flee immediately, the sooner the better.

The third sentence means that if the three incense sticks are of different lengths after burning, it is not suitable to collect corpses today or you need to take measures.The corpse can only be collected after other ways of worship.

This is the rule of Baizu collecting corpses, which has been passed down from generation to generation and must be followed.

Everyone waited obediently for the three incense sticks to burn out. This time, the burning was neat and there was no abnormality in the middle.

Zhao Tou then turned around and told everyone:

"Old rules, one corpse per person, drag it out and put it in the middle courtyard.

If you see or hear anything, pretend to be blind or deaf.

Lin Hun, you only need to take care of a small one. The rest of you should do more."

This is to take care of the blind Lin Hun.

Others naturally have no objections and start their own work.

"Thank you, Uncle Zhao, thank you everyone."

Lin Hun digested the memory of collecting corpses in his previous life, and he was not very afraid of the corpse.

Before collecting the corpse, respect the corpse first.

Put your hands together and bow three times to the corpse.

"Touch your body! Don't blame me! God bless you! May you ascend to heaven soon!"

He took out a "corpse-suppressing talisman" made by the Zhenguisi Fulutang with his left hand and pasted it on the corpse.

A child's corpse, touched it with his hand, and there was no scar on the body.

I don't know how he died.

The corpse collector has his own rules, that is, to absolutely obey the orders of the messenger.

The corpse collector does not ask, listen, or say anything.

These major matters are handled by people above the level of the Weird Master.

The status of the white soldier is too low, and he is only qualified to do the work of collecting corpses.

Lin Hun bent down and wanted to drag the corpse out.

"Cough cough cough..."

Maybe he was walking too fast just now, which made his already weak body even weaker. He bent down and dragged the corpse hard.

Maybe it was because of the injury in his body.

He had just crossed over and forgot the weakness of this body.

Exerting too much force.

Arousing old injuries.

A violent and uncontrollable cough came, and the throat felt sweet.

"Puff!"

A mouthful of blood was coughed out.

There was too much blood, and it seeped through the gauze covering the mouth and nose.

Lin Hun's blood was sprayed on the face of the corpse.

As luck would have it, the "corpse-suppressing talisman" was contaminated.

What Lin Hun could not see was that when the "corpse-suppressing talisman" was contaminated by blood and lost its effect.

His blood was actually absorbed by the child's corpse!

Wow!

After the blood splashed on the corpse's face, the corpse suddenly "came alive"!

Strangely opened his eyes!

He opened his mouth and sucked hard at Lin Hun, who was bending over and coughing, who was close at hand!

Because he was blind, Lin Hun did not see all this.

He was attacked without any preparation.

Corpse transformation!

He only had time to think of these two words in his mind.

Lin Hun immediately felt that the most precious thing in his body was sucked away by the resurrected corpse.

Lifespan!

The strange corpse was sucking his lifespan crazily at this moment!

Although he couldn't see the appearance of the corpse, Lin Hun had a vague guess in his heart at this moment:

This corpse was intact. Could it be that it was sucked dry of lifespan by other strange things and died?

But why did this corpse come back to life?

Lin Hun had no idea why. He only felt that his lifespan was rushing into the strange corpse in front of him.

During this process, Lin Hun couldn't make any sound, and his whole body was stiff and couldn't move at all!

His body was fixed in place, and he looked even a little "ambiguous" with the strange corpse.

But as more and more lifespan was sucked away by the strange corpse.

The strange corpse was twisting in pain.

It seemed to want to stop!

But infinite lifespan continued to flow from Lin Hun's body into the body of the strange corpse.

It couldn't stop at all!

How could it stop just by saying that it had opened a hole in the endless sea of ​​lifespan?

What Lin Hun couldn't see was that the face of the strange corpse was twisting strangely.

It seemed that Lin Hun's endless lifespan was very painful!

The strange corpse began to swell!

Getting bigger and bigger.

Like a balloon that was blown up.

"Bang!"

The corpse in front of him finally burst.

Lin Hun's flesh and blood were splattered all over his body.

Lin Hun was stunned and stood there, not knowing what happened.

He quickly touched his body, and except for the flesh and blood of the corpse, he was fine.

Snap.

Something seemed to fall from this strange corpse.

Lin Hun immediately reached out and touched it, and it turned out to be a leather scroll.

It felt like it was made of sheepskin.

The sheepskin scroll was warm and covered with blood.

I didn't find this leather scroll when I touched the corpse just now.

Could it be hidden in the corpse before?

It fell out after the explosion.

It must be like this!

Tap tap tap...

Zhao Tou and others heard the sound and ran to this room.

Lin Hun immediately put the sheepskin scroll into his underwear.

"Lin Hun, what's wrong?"

Old Zhao ran over and frowned at the blood-covered Lin Hun.

Lin Hun acted as if nothing had happened, shook his head helplessly and said:

"Ahem..."Oh no, corpse explosion."

Real corpse explosion.

Pretending to be dead and corpse explosion are two different things.

For Bai Zu, encountering corpse explosion is not a big deal.

Seeing that Lin Hun was fine, Zhao Tou was relieved.

After doing this business for a long time, corpse collectors have encountered many strange things.

Corpse explosion is one of them.

The reason is unknown.

It is ominous.

Zhao Tou comforted:

"I will report the truth to my superiors later.

I'm glad you're okay. Change your clothes and go out to pile firewood. ”

When encountering such things, you must report it truthfully.

No matter how much Zhao Tou cares for Lin Hun, he must follow the procedures of the Zhen Gui Si.

Lin Hun nodded, and came to the sink outside the courtyard with lingering fear.

Take off your clothes, wash off the blood on your body, and wash and put away the cowhide clothes of the corpse collector.

Go to the back kitchen of the village head's house to move the firewood out and pile it in the yard.

Soon all the corpses were carried out by Zhao Tou and others, and they were wrapped with the "corpse-suppressing talismans" issued by the Zhen Gui Si.

Light a big fire in the yard, take off the clothes used for this corpse collection, dry them with the fire and put them away.

The corpse collector completed his task, and Zhao Tou led everyone to change into the original white soldier clothes silently.

Say goodbye to the yamen runners and constables, and return to the dark soldier's quarters in the Zhen Gui Si Tianlao.

"Ahem...Uncle Zhao, I'm too tired, I'm going back to my room to rest first. "

Lin Hun said goodbye to Uncle Zhao and other white soldiers.

He walked back and forth and worked for a long time. His body was exhausted and he had to lie down quickly.

"Well, go ahead. I'll have someone send the meal to your room. "

Uncle Zhao and the others looked at him pitifully, shook their heads and went to the public bathhouse to take a bath.

The Zhengui Division occupies a huge area, and the entire underground is hollowed out to serve as a prison.

The prison is very spacious, so each white soldier has his own independent prison room.

The prison room is not big.

Freedom is the most important thing.

Lin Hun returned to his prison room and locked the door.

He confirmed again and again that the door was locked tightly.

The blind man didn't light a light in the room, which wasted oil.

It was pitch black.

He first coughed violently while lying in bed.

When he calmed down a little, he covered his whole body with a quilt.

Closed his eyes, and then slowly opened them.

At this time, a strange scene happened.

Lin Hun's eyes, which were blind since birth, began to glow in the pure black quilt.

Everything around him gradually became clear!

In an absolutely dark environment, the blind Lin Hun can see at night!

Pure black.

The eyes of a night owl.

People with such eyes are called:

"Night owl".

During the day, a blind person can't see anything.

But in the lightless realm, he can see as a night owl.

He quietly took out the leather scroll attached to his underwear from his bed.

He focused his eyes and could see after a while.

There was a text and three pictures on it.

"The method of frying longevity and raising Gu":

"The magic of tricks is the food in the pot, the day and night visualization is the fire, the daily offering of longevity is the firewood, and the fairy insect is raised, which is called Gu..."

"Feeding five hundred years of life, this method is initially completed, and the feedback to the host is that the blood flows like mercury, the body is strong, the strength is equal to nine oxen, and the poison is not invaded..."

"Feeding a thousand years of life, this method is a minor success, and the feedback to the host is that it is as fast as the wind, the eyes of extreme power, the fairy Gu at will, and the random Gu kills in vain..."

"Remember: when frying longevity and feeding life, it must be supplemented with the method of visualization, otherwise the whole body will explode and die. ”

“Remember: feeding different qualities of life will give different feedback.

The worst life color is single color, which is mostly for the old, weak, sick and disabled. Seven colors are considered divine but only exist in legends. Most life are three colors. ”

“After frying the life, the host will be fed with divine liquid. One drop is bad, seven drops are divine, and most are three drops. ”

“The divine liquid can nourish the body and produce all kinds of incredible magical effects. ”

It turned out to be a trick technique!

Feed lifespan, get tricks!

In this weird world, martial arts are just auxiliary, tricks are the foundation!

"The Method of Boiling Longevity and Nourishing Gu" is a trick technique that feeds lifespan and gains strength!

What Lin Hun lacks the least is lifespan. Isn't this very suitable for the only two "specialties" he has?

When the trick technique is first completed, it can "bleed like mercury, have a strong body, be as strong as nine oxen, and be immune to all poisons"!

It is just right for Lin Hun, who is weak and dying, to save his life.

What if it is fake?

Lin Hun laughed immediately.

This body is about to collapse, and the strange palm print on the chest is not something that an ordinary doctor can cure.

If I don't practice tricks, I guess I can't last more than a month!

It's death either way.

Why not give it a try!?

Want to live?

Yes.

Then it's worth the risk!

He immediately sat up and visualized according to the picture on the "Method of Boiling Longevity and Nourishing Gu".