Chapter 37 So I see a dead body, the golden rat appears
The coffin in this hall is actually made of the most precious nanmu, lined with white silk, and has a very peculiar appearance. It has a large front end and a small rear end, and is in the shape of a trapezoid. The slopes of each board used face each other, forming a shape.
Each part of the back should also reflect the larger slope at the front and smaller at the back.
On both sides of the coffin, two golden dragons were painted with oil paint mixed with blood, chasing and teasing the orbs. On the top were written the three characters "An Le Palace", and in the blank spaces were outlined countless golden runes.
Under the entire hall we are in, there are countless cracks in the floor tiles, and warm water vapor evaporates upwards with a strong medicinal smell, making it look like a world in the Tianshan Mountains.
However, none of this can stop the chill in our hearts, because in the first coffin in the third row, there lies a man that I would never have expected - this is a slightly green face.
There is still some down on the mouth, the limbs are strong, the hair is messy, and on the neck, there are several terrifying gaps. Of course, under the evaporation of water vapor, the liquid seeped into it, and the wounds have become as gray as death.
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In the huge morgue, corpses were really common. What was important was his identity. The reason I was surprised was because this man was killed by my own hands.
To be precise, he was bitten to death by me bite by bite.
That's right, the person lying in the coffin is none other than Qing Yazi, the man I beheaded on top of the First International Building a year ago, the man who forced me to live in complete seclusion and shut down the prosperous Mao Jin Office.
He is simply a destroyer, with no moral integrity and no bottom line. The final result is of course destruction. However, at this moment, his body appears on the main peak of the Evil Spirit Sect's main altar.
I looked at this lifeless body, turned my head with difficulty, and looked towards the alley. After I passed out, the Religious Bureau was responsible for handling the scene. Senior Brother was also present, and Qing Yazi
After his death, the body was always handled by the Religious Affairs Bureau. Out of trust, I didn't ask too much about it. However, at this moment, it appeared here. What this means, I really can't imagine.
Zamao Xiaodao was also shocked. That time he was left in Maoshan by Tao Jinhong and did not participate in the battle, but this did not mean that he knew nothing. On the contrary, he hurried over afterward and helped deal with the funeral.
And he had a comprehensive understanding of the process of the matter. However, he did not expect that something went wrong with the body at the end of the matter.
Wang Yongfa did not notice anything unusual about Zamao Xiaodao and me, but was busy showing off to us: "This Heroic Spirit Mortuary is a very important place in Death Valley, and every month a part of it is stored at the bottom of the valley.
The corpses were brought up, put in medicinal baths here, and then waited for divine grace to wash them away. Every deceased person here was a very powerful practitioner during his lifetime, and after being refined with secret techniques, they may become a powerful helper for the general altar.
Or corpse pills, or zombies and living dead, some of which can even bring the dead back to life and become excellent cauldrons to host..."
Wang Yongfa comes from a corpse-refining family and has a lot of experience in how to process corpses. He talked to us endlessly and said that he might become very powerful in the future.
After these years of training, although this young man has shown maturity beyond his peers, he is still a child after all, and he also has the problem of young people who like to show off. Of course, this may also be a sign of goodwill to us. After all, in the general circle, he
He knew too few people, so it was his instinctive reaction to grab every life-saving straw possible.
We stayed in front of Qing Yazi for too long, but it still aroused his doubts. He stood on tiptoe and looked at the dead person inside. He turned around and asked us if we knew this person?
Zamao Xiaodao smiled and said no, he was just curious about why this guy only had half of his neck left.
Wang Yong laughed and said that he heard someone say this morning that this corpse can be said to be the most valued property in Death Valley. Even the Little Buddha cares about it - it was said to be a powerful practitioner with unlimited potential during his lifetime. As for why he died
, then I don’t know, I guess he was bitten by a wolf. Zamao Xiaodao laughed and said that there are no wolves around now, and there are quite a lot of people.
Wang Yongfa lowered his head to study it, and couldn't help but take a breath of air and said, yes, looking at the wound, it really looked like a human bite.
The two people were discussing happily, and I felt waves of discomfort in my stomach. The human blood steamed buns that I had not finished vomiting just now seemed to be rolling in my stomach again. In order to divert my attention, I shifted my attention to this
When I came up from the nanmu coffin, I found that the runes all over the place looked vaguely familiar, and seemed to be related to the Wuxian runes inherited by Guyelang.
Just as I was waiting to take a closer look, someone suddenly heard a voice outside the yard. The smiling Wang Yongfa was suddenly shocked, with a look of panic on his face. He grabbed Zamao Xiaodao's hand and said uneasily: "Why are they back so soon?"
Ah, no, if they see you two, I will lose my job, so hide now!"
Wang Yongfa pushed us into a door at the left end of the hall and told us not to come out. As soon as he finished explaining, someone knocked on the door and shouted, "What is the new guy doing? Why didn't he see anyone?"
Are you being lazy?
"Come on, come on!" Wang Yongfa responded loudly, and then ran out to greet him. Not long after, two sturdy men walked in. They scolded the young man, and then urged him to go to the west side for dinner. Hurry,
Don't wait around. Wang Yongfa had just been assigned and didn't dare to say anything. He glanced at us uneasily and was pointed at his nose and scolded. He had no choice but to leave uneasily.
The two men were patrolling the morgue, while Zamao Xiaodao and I were hiding behind the door on the left. This place was dark, there were no windows at all, and the light was very dim, but when I looked over, I saw
Although it looks small from the outside, the space is very large. There are rows and rows of wooden shelves, and on top of these shelves are densely packed urns.
These urns are all made of very rough clay pots, and each one is shrouded in shadow, giving off an eerie and cold air.
Without any discernment, I could feel that in each of these clay pots, there was an evil spirit that was howling in pain and sealed inside.
Wang Yongfa had just arrived and didn't understand anything, but he didn't expect that he would push us into a real haunted house.
At a glance, there are thousands of urns placed in the room behind this door, and there are thousands of evil spirits inside. If they are really triggered, even strong people like me and Zamao Xiaodao
, without the assistance of the ghost exorcism talisman, he would have been consumed alive by the dead soul.
The Evil Spirit Sect has a strong foundation. This may not be a big deal. It is far less shocking than the Netherworld Bone Dragon in front of the mountain gate. However, there are still many threats to Zamao Xiaodao and me who have nothing to offer, so after looking at it and
With no exit, we can only stick close to the darkest place in the corner, dissolve ourselves into the environment, and not disturb anything.
Fortunately, it was the afternoon when the weather was just right. The ghosts who hated the sun would never appear unless they were threatened by powerful forces, and they did not cause us much trouble. The two men outside were obviously not hard-working people.
After patrolling the morgue for a while, they had no intention of doing anything else. The two of them sat down and chatted together.
They were all talking about non-nutritious topics, but after a while, a younger voice suddenly said: "Little Buddha has been in the abyss behind the peak for nearly twenty years, and he has never paid much attention to those foreign houses.
This time he suddenly called everyone back. Could it be that he was confident enough to summon that guy?"
His companion took a deep breath and said with some disbelief: "No way, is the legend true? If it is true, what should we do?"
"What should I do? Who knows, I heard that last month or so, the protector You had a big quarrel with the master of Foye Hall, and it was very violent. As a result, the cousin of the Protector You died in the purple bamboo forest yesterday.
Buried alive, the atmosphere is very solemn. It seems that there will be a big turmoil in the top management this time..."
"Unrest is unrest. Anyway, it has nothing to do with us guys who guard the corpses in the damp and cold valley all day long. Ha, it's great to have sunny days, but it's a pity that there is only such a month in a year. The rest of the time
I have to sleep in that dark cave, and my balls are filled with pus. Look at that kid just now, who has been excited all morning. If he knew what he would look like in the future, would he still be able to laugh?"
The tone of the man with the hoarse voice was full of dissatisfaction and gloating. However, their cultivation level only belongs to the middle and lower levels in the Evil Spirit Cult General Forum. It is really difficult for them to have the potential to improve, so no one cares about this resentment.
I heard them talking about the rumors about the top leaders of the Evil Spirit Religion. Although these secrets and gossip may be thousands of miles away from the most real situation, the information we have about the top leaders of the Evil Spirit Religion is really limited.
, so it is always good to know more. However, when I put my ears against the wall and tried to listen more carefully, these two guys began to complain about the dark life under the deep valley, and cursed someone incessantly.
Damn guys.
I felt frustrated, but at this moment, Zamao Xiaodao suddenly tugged at the corner of my clothes and pointed towards the corner.
I looked in the direction he pointed, and saw a black thing crawling out from a small hole. This thing was fat and fat, like a lazy cat, and it struggled to climb up.
He walked up to the shelf with the urn not far away, and danced ballet on the oil paper seal as if it were nothing, sometimes sniffing, sometimes carefully looking towards the door.
My ability to see in the dark is limited and I can't see far. However, when this thing really came into sight, and saw its fat body and shiny golden fur, my whole heart suddenly started beating wildly.
Damn it, isn’t this guy the dragon, elephant, and golden rat from Little Buddha?