blogombal Chapter 648
Chapter 648
"Go and have a look."
Li Changfeng didn't hesitate much, and opened his mouth to say his thoughts
, "Okay, but if there is any accident, we will withdraw immediately."
Chen Feng gritted his teeth and agreed to his suggestion.
Last time, this place was turned into a place for his corpse by means of the descending master, making it a very good place to die.
The burial ground is also known as the corpse cellar, which refers to the natural corpse breeding ground, and it may be that someone has been eyeing this after this.
Since they had been here once before, they were already familiar with the road.
When they were still about three or four meters away from the gate, the two of them stopped at the same time and glanced at each other.
"There's someone inside."
The two of them immediately turned on the spiritual ears and hid to the side to listen.
But the people here muttered a lot, but they couldn't understand a word, because they spoke Japanese.
Although Chen Feng could understand the funeral text, he really didn't know these devils.
Li Changfeng is similar, he still knows some English, but he really doesn't know Japanese.
"Could it be that there are two Japanese people in here?"
After muttering a word, Chen Feng seemed to suddenly remember something.
"Changfeng, the last time we were at the Grandma Temple in Shaji Village, do you remember the group of people we met, didn't Wang Jiashu say that he was a Japanese who came to guide them to rob the general's tomb?
Do you think it has anything to do with the people inside? They are also members of the Jiuju faction? "
After all, Japan is just a small land, and there are so many people, and their Taoist culture comes from China, not as many schools as there are in China.
In Chen Feng's opinion, the Jiuju faction belongs to a combination of mountain techniques and feng shui and other secret arts, but in terms of profundity, it is far inferior.
These people call themselves yin and yang, and they have always held themselves in high esteem.
"There's a possibility."
Li Changfeng nodded, agreeing with Chen Feng's thoughts.
At the same time, they also breathed a sigh of relief, as long as it wasn't the head lowering master, then there was no need to be afraid.
Although they hadn't fought against the Yin and Yang family of the Jiuju faction, it was better than facing the head descending master.
As the two of them whispered to each other, the door opened, and they immediately restrained their breath before cowering in an unseen corner.
A man and a woman came out, the man was in his thirties, wearing a suit and glasses, and looked like a successful person, while the woman couldn't see her face clearly.
With her back to Chen Feng and the others, wearing a blue kimono, a big chrysanthemum embroidered on the back, and her hair coiled up, judging from her graceful back and posture, she should be a young beauty.
Chen Feng and Li Changfeng's whereabouts, they didn't find out, and left here while talking.
Ten minutes after they left, after they were sure to leave completely, Chen Feng and Li Changfeng walked out.
"Now it seems that it is indeed a person from the Jiuju faction, I don't know what it has to do with that Guan and Taiyi, if it is they who control the walking corpse, there is definitely an ulterior motive."
Chen Feng said thoughtfully.
"Let's go in and have a look."
For Japanese devils, whether it is Li Changfeng or Chen Feng, they all hate it very much, and the reason why they are lonely like this is that they have an inseparable relationship with Japanese devils.
When the little devils invaded China, they burned, killed and looted in the land of China, and did all kinds of evil, and the Chinese people fell into dire straits.
As the so-called Bodhisattva in troubled times doesn't ask about things, Lao Jun carries a sword to save the vicissitudes of life, and many Taoist disciples have gone down the mountain to resist the Japanese, or have spent their souls in exile.
A large number of Taoist predecessors died in the hands of devils, and many Taoist temples were burned by them, among which Maoshan Tantra was the most seriously injured.
Because Maoshan Tantra does not practice at the Maoshan Mountain Gate, it takes the road of entering the WTO and cultivating the way, such as Li Changfeng's branch, which is the Quanzhen Dragon Gate, which is the orthodoxy of orthodoxy.
As a result, although there are many disciples of Maoshan Tantra, it is difficult to get them together.
"Whatever their purpose, they must not be satisfied."
Li Changfeng said with a cold face, this is exactly what Chen Feng wants.
The two of them looked through the crack in the door, and saw twenty or thirty corpses leaning against the wall.
"Why is he raising so many corpses?"
After speaking, Chen Feng directly pushed open the door and walked in, counting the number of these corpses, a total of twenty-three, each of them was shriveled, just leaning straight against the wall.
If an ordinary person walks in, I am afraid that I can be scared to death with just one glance.
Among these corpses, they soon found Yang Laosan's body, and the entire warehouse exuded a foul smell.
"Changfeng, how do you see these walking corpses become like this?"
Normal walking corpses are no different from ordinary corpses, but these are like dried corpses, and they look very ugly.
"It's like you've been sucked dry of blood."
The dried corpse also belongs to one of the eighteen corpses of Maoshan.
In ancient times, some people believed that as long as the body was intact, even if the blood was drained, it would be fine, and their souls would be able to fly to the heavenly realm and become immortals.
Therefore, some high-ranking officials and nobles will make themselves into dry corpses after their deaths, so that their corpses will never rot, and there are more methods.
This kind of corpse will not undergo corpse transformation, many archaeologists have seen it, but if some special methods are used, it will also make the dried corpse mobile.
This kind of dried corpse is simple to make, weak in combat, and many of them are used to protect tombs.
"What do the people of the Jiuju faction use to control the corpse?"
Chen Feng had not dealt with them and was not clear about this.
So the two of them found a woman's body and examined it.
I don't worry about a corpse mutiny, even if it happens, just these ordinary corpses can't pose any threat to them.
Soon, they found the key point.
The heavenly spirit covers of these dried corpses have holes the thickness of a small thumb, and it is obvious that the key to controlling the corpses is here.
"Bang", just as the two of them were checking, the door that was originally closed was kicked open violently.
When I looked up, it turned out that it was the man and woman who had gone and returned just now.
"Yaga!"
Seeing Chen Feng and Li Changfeng, the man with glasses shouted angrily.
Although Chen Feng was a little strange about how they came back, he didn't think much about it.
He stood up slowly.
"Don't talk to Lao Tzu about your bird language."
After speaking, Chen Feng gave Li Changfeng a look, signaling him to flash if the situation was not right.
"Who are you? Why come to my place? The
middle-aged man asked in a fluent Mandarin dialect.
Chen Feng sneered.
"Hehe, your place? Little devil, this is the land of our country. The
woman wore a black veil, and when she heard this, her face turned cold, and her hand flipped over, and a chrysanthemum suddenly appeared.
She silently recited a few incantations in her mouth, then plucked a handful of chrysanthemum petals and threw them towards Chen Feng and them.