Chapter 30 Oriental Taoist

"Who?! Stop pretending! Get up!" the fat man shouted, holding a gun.

Even Hu Bayi, who had always been calm, was tense at this moment, with his finger firmly on the trigger, ready to shoot at any time.

Yingzi on the side came forward, took a look inside the coffin, said "Huh" in surprise, and asked curiously: "Why is there a living person lying in here? What are they wearing?"

No wonder everyone was surprised. Under the partition of the coffin, there was a person lying. Judging from the strong facial features, he should be a man, but his face was fair and beardless, and he was wearing blush and black eyeliner. His expression was peaceful and fresh,

It was as if he was just sleeping in a coffin.

But judging from his clothes, this man did not look like a modern person. He was wearing a strange white robe and a strange-looking black high hat, which seemed to be a mix of black and white. The clothes were also embroidered with chrysanthemum-shaped patterns with gold threads.

"Who is this person? Why are you hiding from this lump and sleeping?" Yingzi said while reaching out to the man's nostrils, "He is still breathing, but the breathing is too slow...

"

Seeing that there was nothing unusual about this man, Hu Bayi and Fatty Wang slowly lowered their guns and cautiously observed this man with their flashlights.

"Call him a zongzi, with his thin skin and tender flesh; call him a dead man, he can still breathe; call him a modern man, the messy clothes he wears look like ancient people. But the clothes are also strange.

Yes, we swept away ghosts and monsters back then, and also packed up a lot of ancient clothes, but this is the first time we have seen something like this. Old Hu, do you recognize this thing?" asked the fat man.

Hu Bayi stared at it carefully for a long time, opened his mouth, but held it back.

He turned to Xiao Ran and said: "Boss Xiao, I actually thought of a possibility. My grandfather saw the kind of person in the coffin when he was living with the warlord, but I'm not sure. You are well-informed and should understand

How about you come and tell us about this?"

Xiao Ran looked at this man's dress and already had an answer in his mind, but he thought it was too unbelievable. But he couldn't stand Hu Bayi's compliments, no matter it was true or false, so he had to bite the bullet and say it.

"Master Hu, you are so polite. The man in the coffin is dressed like an ancient person, but he is not necessarily an ancient person. The clothes on him, in fact, can be said to be a kind of Taoist robe..."

When Xiao Ran just said this, Hu Ba nodded, but Fatty Wang said doubtfully: "Taoist robe? Impossible? It's not like I've never seen a Taoist priest before. Which Taoist priest in a Taoist temple wears this? He's so fancy. Do you want it?"

You say this is an actor, but I still think it looks a bit like it."

"Fat man, don't interrupt. Who told you these are the Taoist priests you've seen? Listen to Boss Xiao," Hu Bayi said.

Xiao Ran smiled and continued: "I heard that when the little devils carried out invasions in the past, they would bring some special personnel with the army to calm their emotions and save the souls of the dead, so that they could feel at ease when they invaded. Among these people, they were among them

Local Taoists. And the theoretical sources of these Taoists are also some of the ancient theories of our country..."

Hu Bayi nodded and said: "It seems to be true. What I know is almost the same as what Boss Xiao said. These little Japanese Taoists are called Onmyoji."

The fat man suddenly realized: "It turned out to be an accomplice of the Japanese. It seems that when the Japanese left, they thought he couldn't carry his shoulders and hands, so they threw him here. Bah! He deserves it! But it's almost 40 years ago, so how can he still be alive?"

Woolen cloth?"

Hu Bayi shook his head: "Don't underestimate these guys. At that time, the little devils mobilized the whole country to plot our great fortune. Not only the businessmen, scholars, and overseas students in our country were everywhere drawing maps and collecting all kinds of intelligence, but there were also many such

Taoist priests from the East also come to our country, looking for dragon lairs and dragon veins everywhere, and want to use their evil magic to kill our national destiny. It is extremely sinister.

"Fortunately, many capable people in our country fought back at that time, so they didn't succeed. When my grandfather's master, Sun Guofu, was traveling around, he encountered such an onmyoji and even fought with him.

Fa. According to him, a few experts here went directly to the little Jaap’s hometown, summoned some old devil from the Japs’ side, and caused a big disaster for the Japs, and many people died..."

The fat man clapped his hands: "Happy! That's how it should be! We have to burn the flames of war to the home of imperialism! Now we simply inherit the legacy of our ancestors, push back this old Oriental way and criticize it on the streets, and apologize to the people!"

As he spoke, he was about to reach out to grab the onmyoji's clothes, but Xiao Ran quickly stopped him: "Fat Master, this guy has been lying here half-dead for so many years. He must have used some evil magic. Be careful."

The fat man hesitated for a moment and retracted his hand. Yingzi pointed at the coffin wall and said, "He has an envelope here. Is it a suicide note?"

Hu Bayi took a photo and found that under the cover of the Oriental Taoist's wide sleeves, a kraft paper envelope was pressed against the coffin wall, revealing a sharp corner. If ordinary people don't look carefully, it is really not easy to notice. Yingzi's

The eyes of a good hunter are indeed extraordinary.

He carefully reached out and took out the envelope, and found that no mechanism had been touched. Everyone around him relaxed. The fat man glanced at the loose clothes and asked, "His Taoist robe is quite eye-catching. I wonder if it's worth anything."

money."

Xiao Ran smiled and said: "Fat Master, the Taoist robe is a metaphor. His name is hunting clothes."

"What about the shroud? He was very thoughtful. He was afraid that he might be buried under it, so he dressed himself up in advance." The fat man suddenly realized.

"It's not the shroud, it's the hunter... Oh, forget it, it's not important..." Xiao Ran waved his hand.

Hu Bayi was staring at the envelope and looking back and forth when he suddenly said: "I see, this guy is waiting for someone."

As he spoke, he pointed to the envelope. There were several traditional Chinese characters written on the front of the envelope: Personally signed by Major Namiki. There was also a nine-petal chrysanthemum wax seal at the seal of the envelope.

"Major Namiki? Does it sound so familiar?" the fat man asked.

Xiao Ran thought about it for a moment, and suddenly remembered where he had seen this Namiaki Major before. He was one of the Japs he saw in the shack in the forest before going to the tomb.

Hu Bayi found a notebook among their relics, which recorded that this group of Japanese soldiers were looking for the hidden Kwantung Army base under the leadership of Major Namiki. However, because the only guide was trapped in a large smoke bubble, this small group of Japanese soldiers

He could only wander around in the woods waiting to die.

So this Onmyoji is lying here, waiting for this Major Namiki?

The fat man impatiently urged Hu Bayi to open the letter quickly and see what was written inside. The fat man was sure that when these little devils evacuated, this guy must have hidden some treasure, just waiting for this Namiki Major to come.

I moved out with him.

Hu Bayi didn't say much, and tore open the envelope with a click. Perhaps the letter had been left in the coffin for too long, and the nine chrysanthemum wax seal disintegrated into a puff of dust, floating in the air.

Hu Ba opened the letter and everyone was stunned when they saw the words in the letter.
Chapter completed!