I stared at the surroundings. This tomb was simply a wide underground palace. If the one above was an underground palace, then it could be called a magnificent palace. In the legendary old stories and the palaces I saw on the stage, they are truly presented to us here.

The old people often say that emperors sit in a high position overlooking the earth, while the ministers and generals below also have different heights and inferiority. Take the upper and lower stairs here for example. Needless to say, the highest ruler here is naturally the place where Zhuang Guojiu, the owner of the tomb, can only stay. The lower layers are shorter than each layer. I was happy in my heart. They all said that the dead are big, but no matter whether they treat living or dead people, they are still following ancient etiquette. Perhaps this is what people often say that death is endless.

However, the decoration and decoration here are slightly different from what is told in the story and the performance on the stage, that is, there are no emperors sitting at the top, nor civil servants and generals bowing below, but the entire palace of the kings is filled with coffins with different sizes and heights!

All the coffins were staring up at the top of the golden coffin like stars holding the moon. Only the coffin had the supreme and noble spirit. Its face was covered with dragons, carved phoenixes, and all four corners were inlaid with gold, pearls and jade flowers, as if the one lying inside was a supreme emperor, but it was not the case. What was lying inside was just a king who had despised himself after his death.

All the other coffins were wide open, and the corpses inside naturally did not lie in the truth, but were surrounded by us, all of them turned into old zombies with blood-faced faces!

Only the golden coffin was not opened. Perhaps it was because it was suppressed by someone. The person sitting cross-legged on the coffin was the person who laughed strangely just now. I am not unfamiliar with this person, but I am Niu Laizi, the great god of Holy Light, respected by everyone in Tongyao Town!

Niu Laizi was still dressed in a golden robe dress, with a golden ribbon tied on his head, with the word "Holy Light" written on it, and there was still a little golden mark on his eyebrows. These were nothing special, but the only thing that shocked me slightly was that Niu Laizi's hands were pinching a handprint that I was very familiar with, which was the Tai Chi Seal that was secretly passed down by the Taoist sect!

He... He is controlled by evil Taoism, how could he pinch out the secret handprint of our authentic Taoism? And when he was pinching the handprint, I obviously saw that the Yin and Yang energy emitted around him had become a round force. In this state, he had the Yin and Yang energy formed a barrier to protect his body. It was hard to see whether he was practicing the righteous martial arts or the evil Taoist numerology in his body. It was really unimaginable that such an evil person also understood the Taoist arts...

If Niu Laizi felt slightly shocked at the moment, then the person standing beside him shocked me. This person changed his dirty appearance with a messy hair. At this moment, he was wearing a golden shiny jacket, and the word "Holy Light" was written on his head. However, his eyes were black and his lips were also purple-black, which was obviously the same as the zombie around us. This person was not someone else, but the second madman mule we were looking for!

It was obvious that Ermui was not arbitrary decision, but that there were not many people in the modern world who had long hair, let alone a man, either a monk in Buddhism or... a beggar like Ermui not only had no spare money to repair his hair, but also had no spare time to take care of it. Although this person's hair was smoother, it was still extremely dirty and messy. There was also Ermui's eyes of hatred. When he saw him for the first time, he had such extreme hatred eyes. Now he had inexplicably turned into a zombie. The dead eyeballs in the dark circles further highlighted that he was Ermui. Now the truth has been completely understood. Ermui really had a conspiracy with Niu Laizi, so why did Ermui pretend to be crazy?

I believe that there must be an unknown secret hidden in these two beggars of the same fate.

My thoughts were fleeting. When I saw it clearly, my eyes fell on my master. The master did not show too much surprise. Instead, he spoke calmly: "Fellow Daoist Niu, good is good, evil is evil, good and evil have a way of distinguishing between good and evil but has no different minds. Since that person taught you how to practice and gave you the magical power of defiance against heaven and change your destiny, why did you frame innocent people everywhere, and why did you obstruct us masters and disciples everywhere?"

"Hahaha~~~" Niu Laizi still laughed wildly for a while before gritting his teeth and said angrily: "Yang Yuanshan, what you said is easy. Since I was enlightened, I have understood the way of creation of heaven and earth, and decided to practice devoutly to achieve the supreme path. This tomb originally had nothing to do with me, and the people of Tongyao Town had no grudges and grudges with me. Humph! It's all you Yang Yuanshan! It's all that shitty valley pool! It's all because of you!"

As he spoke, Niu Laizi was crazy and stared at his master with wide eyes and said, "If you, Maoshan Taoist people, would not have designed a step-by-step trap plan to let me go. I had no choice but to... Wuwu~~ I can only do what he said, otherwise... Otherwise, he would not only take away everything he gave me, but also kill me Wuwuwu~~~ stop you from finding Maoshan treasures, and even leave you at all costs, but in the end I failed... My only relative is also my life's support... That is, this second mule, my old uncle, was refined into a living zombie by that man, Wuwuwu~~~ So this time I must leave you here and be with these zombies who are neither human nor ghost forever, hahaha~~~~"

This Niu Laizi burst into tears and laughed at the moment when he spoke, which was very similar to the signs of a practitioner who was a practitioner who was in a Taoist state. But seeing that Niu Laizi had lost his mind, it would be difficult for him to teach him even if a living god came down. It would be wrong for him to turn all his guilt off on his master. This is completely a stupid idea. Just imagine that if the person behind this matter did not use Niu Laizi and the second mule to do his job, there would be no need to save these two people and teach the Taoist magic. What's ridiculous is that he imposed his own false sin on his master but did not repent. Even if he wanted to be pitiful, he was powerless. Alas!

The master sneered and said, "Although you are practicing Taoist art, you don't know that you have already attacked the heart of evil spirits. This is a sign of being possessed by the demon. That person is clearly using you, otherwise he would not have passed on this spiritual power to you. Niu Laizi, if you insist on refusing to repent and use evil methods to destroy the reputation of my Taoist sect, I, Yang Yuanshan, will definitely practice the way for heaven and destroy you and other evil ways today!"

"Hmph!" Niu Laizi sneered with gritted teeth and said, "Yang Yuanshan, don't say too early. Whoever kills him doesn't know? Don't you want to take your Maoshan treasure seal? Then go get it. I miss your Tantric Master Yang Yuanshan, you won't rely on this broken seal to shock those zombies, right? Hahaha~~~"

The master's face darkened, his eyes stared at the Nine Old Immortal Seal hanging in the air, but he couldn't stop. I said in surprise: "Master, why don't you take it? Don't let a side sect joke about our authentic Maoshan sect incompetence. Don't use this seal to shock us, we can also destroy evil spirits!"

Bu Yique was also anxious and his face turned red and shouted: "Master Yang, please take it down! We righteous people should not be looked down upon by the sidelines!"

After hearing what Bu Yique and I said, the master's face trembled, as if he was feeling something. He slowly turned around and looked at us, saying, "These zombies are not ordinary ghosts, nor are they comparable to the Yin corpses in the Coffin Town. If you take this seal off, I am afraid that you two... On the seventh day of the lunar month, Yique, the responsibility of us practitioners of Taoism needs to be passed on by your generation!"

"I'll get it! Yang Yuanshan, you are not worthy of being a master that everyone admires, and you are even less worthy of being my Maoshan disciple. Today, I not only want to get back what belongs to me Maoshan, but also clear the door for the ancestors!"

"Ah?" Bu Yique and I exclaimed in surprise. The voice of the speaker was so familiar. I didn't think much about it, and almost shouted in unison with Bu Yique: "Gutan?!"
Chapter completed!