After lunch, he confirmed with the nurse that there would be no treatment in the afternoon. Yan Xi was alone in the room, took a deep breath, pressed his temples with both hands, and prepared to travel to another world again.
He also doesn't know what the ancient world is called?
Anyway, it’s definitely right to call it another world.
This time, he also hid seven or eight bags of medical alcohol, a disposable lighter, and several pairs of rubber gloves.
It is not easy for a mentally ill patient to obtain these, but he is not really mentally ill, so he still found a few loopholes and gathered these equipment.
As Yan Xi disappeared inch by inch in the ward, he showed a confused smile.
A huge little Taoist priest appeared out of thin air in Xuanlou Temple. He had no flaws and was completely natural.
Seeing the ancient Taoist temple and the dilapidated Sanqing Hall again, Yan Xi felt quite uneasy. He was quite resistant to what he wanted to do this time, but some things had to be done.
Yan Xi stepped into the Sanqing Hall. Although he had never known Jiuhe, and he was not really his second disciple, he still bowed respectfully to Jiuhe's body and observed three seconds of silence.
The old Taoist priest had been dead for a few days, and the smell was no longer there.
Yan Xi put on his gloves and carried the old Taoist priest into the yard. He also carried out the coffin that was smashed by Liang Mengchun, the martyr from Hanshan, and collected Jiuhe's body.
They also found another open space and dragged out the bodies of the gangsters and Yun Jizi and placed them there.
Out of respect for the deceased, he endured the discomfort and searched the bodies of the wealthy businessmen one by one. He found seven or eight money bags, including banknotes and scattered silver, amounting to seven or eight thousand taels.
There are also a few copper coins. Although it is not as wealthy as Yun Jizi, it is still a considerable inheritance.
There are two wealthy men in the world of martial arts who also have dart bags. One contains twelve flying knives, and the other contains swallow darts. The rest are some common things in the world, such as gold medicine, fire seals, dry food, wine bottles, etc.
, and no martial arts secrets were found.
Obviously, carrying martial arts secrets with you is not a serious custom among Jianghu people.
Yan Xi didn't take back Yun Jizi's golden ticket elixir, Qing Kung Handbook, or those weapons. As a mentally ill person, where could he put the things he brought back?
If it was left in the ward, it would have been confiscated by the nurse a long time ago. It is still safe here at the Taoist temple.
He collected these things and found an empty room to hide them.
After finishing these tasks, I got a few bundles of chopped firewood, piled them on the bodies of Taoist Jiuhe and those wealthy people, poured medical alcohol on them, and lit them with a lighter.
Yan Xi felt quite sad. There was a sentence in Tao Yuanming's "Three Pretended Elegies": "We were both human beings yesterday and now we are in ghost records. How can our souls be dispersed? Their withered shapes are sent to empty trees." The path to death has ended, and the shadows are gone.
He had never known these people, but when he saw this scene, he was a human being and felt the same way.
Everyone is destined to die, and everyone is afraid of it!
There is great terror between life and death.
Yan Xi sat on the ground and looked at the two fires, burning brightly.
He was afraid that he would accidentally click on other places and burn up the beautiful Xuanlou view, so he refused to leave.
After about two hours, the two flames gradually extinguished.
He did not distinguish between the ashes of a gangster and Yun Jizi. He dug a deep hole under a big tree in the temple and buried it in it.
In addition, I found a rough porcelain jar in the temple and prepared to collect the ashes of Taoist Jiuhe for future enshrinement.
Yan Xi prayed a few words silently, broke off two branches, and pushed aside the ashes for Taoist Jiuhe to collect the bones. He picked them up and collected most of the bones. Suddenly, he saw a ball of light gold among the ashes.
Yan Xi was curious and plucked it with a branch, only to find a ball of cloth.
This thing can survive the fire, so it must be a treasure of inestimable value. Yan Xi suddenly became a little excited, picked out the fire, threw it on the ground, and spread it out with branches.
"It's a cassock."
"Weird!"
"Jiuhe is a Taoist priest, but a cassock was found after his body was burned. What's going on?"
"Is he practicing both Buddhism and Taoism?"
"A Taoist priest during the day and a nun at night!?"
At first Yan Xi thought it was some kind of martial arts secret book or a peerless sword manual, but after looking over and over, he found that there was no writing on this cassock.
He stretched out his hand and tapped it a few times to test the temperature. The cassock had just been picked out from the fire, but it was soft to the touch and did not feel hot.
Yan Xi put the cassock into a ball and thought to himself: "Even if there is no secret method recorded, it must be a good thing. Let Taoist Jiuhe collect the bones first, and then study this thing."
He collected the bones of Taoist Jiuhe, carried the coarse porcelain jar, found an empty room and put it away, then returned to the Sanqing Hall, took out the ball of cassocks and shook them out.
He doesn't look at the cassock, but the story line of the character card.
After a while, the words floating in the air changed.
Role: Taoist (Yanxi)
Name: Huang Shao
longevity:15/15
Disciple: Snow Mountain Sect
Master: Taoist Jiuhe
Taoism: None
Martial Arts: Snow Mountain Sect Breathing Technique (First Level: 5%), White Ape Fist (Proficient: 78%), Bronze Elephant Kung Fu (Perfect), Iron Bone Kung Fu (Proficient: 23%)
Talent: Copper skin and iron bones (+5), accumulated through thick and thin
Skills: None
Item: Black gold cassock
Character card: Taoist priest (Yanxi) changed his destiny for the second time against heaven. Storyline:
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Yanxi and Yuechi burned the body of their master Jiuhe and found a cassock during the burial. They didn't know what treasure it was.
A few months later, the two encountered an evil ghost that was eating people. They killed the ghost in anger and saved a whole village. A passing swordsman fell in love with the talent.
During the conversation, Yuechi took out the cassock and asked the swordsman about its origin, but the swordsman killed the two of them, took the cassock, and walked away.
The two brothers were abandoned in the wilderness, and their remains were eaten by wild wolves.
"Holy shit!"
Yan Xi was greatly shocked and thought: "It turns out that swordsman is not a good person either!"
"He actually killed someone and took the treasure."
He took a look and found that his life span had returned to fifteen years old. He really wanted to leave the pendant in the mental hospital forever.
This child really needs to be treated well.
I have never seen anyone tricking my second senior brother like this.
Yan Xi quickly put away his cassock and made up his mind not to let Yuechi see this little thing...
A bit over the top!
Yan Xi collected the black gold cassock, hid it properly, walked around the Taoist temple to make up for the regret of not having a chance to relax in the mental hospital, and returned to the mental hospital.
He felt it was time to settle his grievances with the doctors.
As soon as Yan Xi appeared in the ward, he heard a scream. A young and beautiful nurse appeared out of thin air. She screamed as if she had seen a ghost.
Yan Xi hurriedly waved his hand. Seeing that the other party could not communicate, he hugged the little nurse, covered the other person's mouth, and said in the gentlest tone: "Nurse Weng, don't be afraid, it's me, Yan Xi!"
The little nurse twisted even more violently.
Who wouldn't be scared when being held down by a mentally ill person with violent tendencies?