The midday sun shines on the green fields in the mountains. Old oxen pull carts drive slowly along the official road, and the dust they stir up fills the air.
"...Master, you don't know how dangerous it was at that time, and you almost let that guy succeed. Fortunately, I have some knowledge and decent skills, so I didn't let him catch up."
After being driven out by the swaying car, Sun Zhengde patted his bulging belly and spoke energetically about what happened last night, "Fortunately, I rushed to the bullpen in time to let..."
Moo~~
Ahead, the old cow raised its horns and roared, shaking its ears, interrupting the fat Taoist's words.
At this time, Chen Yuan, who was driving the car, didn't even listen to what he said. What happened last night and the story in the book kept flashing through his mind. This method of raising corpses has been written into stories. I think it's not just a few times, but it may have become a large scale. .
'Now, people are more and more interested in this book.'
He had rummaged through the book before and could not find any traces of the author, but he was certain that the author was definitely an ordinary person. The magic tricks included in the story could not be written by ordinary people?
"Master, why did you say that the corpse last night was a fake corpse? There are no cats or dogs in the main room..." On the side, Sun Zhengde finally thought of something.
"They are raising corpses! If the prediction is correct, they falsely claim that the corpse is that of a relative who died in a foreign land. Passing by here, it is difficult to walk at night, so they go to an inn to stay. In the middle of the night, when the Yin Qi is the strongest, the corpse comes out of the coffin after resurrecting, and then inhales the inn. The man in the middle soon moved to another place and continued to commit murder."
"But these people... won't go to big counties, where the city gods will definitely not sit idly by. I guess they specialize in remote villages and towns, or poor small counties... Nowadays, there is war in the north, and people are in dire straits, so they have even more opportunities to take advantage of."
"Raise corpses? What to do with them? Eat people for fun?"
"I don't know."
Chen Yuan shook his head. He really couldn't guess what happened next, but he could guess that raising such a corpse would definitely not be for viewing, but would definitely be used in some way.
But...what does this have to do with me?
Being forced out of Jiangnan by the Canglan Sword Sect, who will make the decision for me? There are fights in the world, and that is the business of the superiors. It is only right that I concentrate on cultivating the Tao and stand firm.
Thinking about it, he threw the whip to Sun Zhengde, turned around and got under the hood of the car, pushed aside the master who was taking a nap, took out the log, and started carving the unfinished head sculpture.
The wood chips fell little by little along the chisel tip to his feet. He blew a breath, and the head sculpture gradually revealed its outline. It was the Qin Shubao on the door of his previous life in his memory.
He has been in this world for several months and has been involved in acting and carving. With the recent carving experience given by Old Man Zhao, he has become even more proficient.
Looking at the facial features that were gradually revealed, he changed his hands and carefully carved the head. When it was completed and it was almost to the next town, Chen Yuan took the drill knife and clicked on his eyes.
——Engraving eyes.
The next moment, Chen Yuan exhaled, pointed her fingertips between the eyebrows of the head eagle, and called softly: "Qin Qiong."
call!
A gust of breeze blew into the canopy. Chen Yuan held his palms, and the head sculpture standing on it suddenly opened its eyes. The color of the wood gradually took on other colors, green, red, and black, infecting the scales. The phoenix-winged eyebrows on both sides of the chest are golden, and the dull wooden face in the chest gradually becomes fairer.
The head sculpt, no bigger than a fist, seemed to come to life in an instant.
Chen Yuan moved his eyes and opened and closed his lips on the palm of his hand, making people laugh. After a while, he used pig hair as a beard and pasted it into a beard, and he suddenly looked like a general.
He took a wooden body carved with armor and inserted it into the hole under the head carving. When they were put together, they made a soft 'snap' sound.
A Qingxuan energy suddenly poured into Chen Yuan's chest.
His body suddenly froze, and in his mind, he seemed to see a complicated street market, lively stands, groups of people applauding and cheering, and some even gave money and invited a puppet back.
He saw Qin Qiong placed in the shrine.
...I saw someone burning incense and kowtow.
...I saw the children on the street waving branches and imitating the generals on the stage who were arrogant and commanding the enemy.
It turns out that the troupe has already started performing in various places in Jiangnan.
In an instant, the images shattered into blue light spots and sank into the Dantian Qi sea. The swirling cyclone became larger than before, and the twinkling stars in the surrounding darkness became brighter.
'This is……'
Chen Yuan seemed to see an extra shrine in the middle of the cyclone.
Suddenly, his thoughts became clear, and he seemed to understand what building a foundation meant.
Ji means Tao platform.
Build a platform to guide the way under my feet.
"Master?!"
The fat Taoist's voice suddenly came to his ears, and Chen Yuan suddenly came back to his senses. His eyes suddenly opened, and a breath of fresh air spread from his body, brushing it off Sun Zhengde's face, and he suddenly felt refreshed.
, but then a feeling of nausea and vomiting filled my heart.
"My disciple, you are truly gifted, how long has it taken you to build a foundation!"
At some point, the crazy old man woke up and was sitting across from him with his legs crossed, looking at Chen Yuan in front of him. His eyes seemed a little clearer, unlike the crazy and turbid ones before.
But it was only clear for a moment, and then I became confused and dazed again, and asked the Taoist when the meal would be served.
"There is a small town ahead, let's go there right away." Although Sun Zhengde has no cultivation, he has stayed in Tianshimen for a few years, and he knows to some extent what foundation building is. He happily got into the car and drove the car away.
The town was not far away.
After lunch, the three of them found an open space on the street, set up a simple stage, and started carving the last door god along the way.
…
Xiaojiang Town.
Outside the inn on the street, there were crowds of onlookers, and some people passing by stopped to see the county government officers guarding the outside with swords. They couldn't help but curiously asked the onlookers what happened.
"...Five or six people died in this inn last night."
"I'm familiar with the owner of this inn. I just heard from him that two groups of people came to stay late last night. One family had relatives who died in other places and brought them back to their hometown for burial. The other one seemed to be a traveler driving an ox cart, and he also brought a Taoist priest with him.
Old man. As a result, all those carrying the coffin died in one night."
"So scary?!"
"Isn't that right? The driver of the bullock cart disappeared early in the morning. The government official has already returned to the county office to report that he must not pursue these three people."
"Oh, what's happened recently? So many people have died. I heard that things are not peaceful over there in Linjiang. Many children have been lost."
"Stop talking, stay away and come out."
I don't know who shouted, and the crowd of people immediately retreated. In the inn, several servants carried stretchers, took out the corpses covered with white cloth from upstairs, put them on the donkey cart, and drank.
He scolded the people watching the excitement and left quickly.
"What are you looking at? It's so strange in this world that people don't die one day. Go and do what you have to do and don't join in the fun! The county magistrate has made his own decision on this matter!"
After drinking and dispersed the people, a few people talked to the innkeeper, then drove the donkey cart and took the coffin away.
The sky tilts.
The setting sun painted a magnificent red color on the mountains. On the streets of another town in the distance, cheers and applauses were heard one after another. Watching the two puppets wielding weapons on the stage was so exciting, the story was even more fascinating, waiting to be performed.
After it was over, he still didn't leave, shouting for another performance.
"The puppet is amazing. It doesn't eat, but we want to eat. Everyone, we are here today. If you are interested, you can go to Linjiang County to see it again."
Chen Yuan waved the two puppets named "Qin Qiong" and "Yu Chi Gong" in her hands, greeted the people in the town with a smile, and then dismantled the stage and put it on the bullock cart. When she left, she did not forget to say: "If you like,
You can draw a New Year picture of these two couples and stick it on your door to ward off disasters and eliminate evil spirits. It doesn't matter if you don't like it, there is another pair here! I have also played the test for you just now, Zhang!"
After saying goodbye to this small town, the Taoist looked back and saw that there were still many people stopping and waving. It was the first time he felt so welcome.
"Wars, famines, they are too pressed. Watching this drama can make people feel happy and relieve their temporary worries. Naturally, we will be happy. If at this time, you create a sect and use some blinding methods, I believe
If you don’t believe it, many people will follow you.”
The fat Taoist crossed his legs, shook his head, and turned his head in a serious manner.
"Isn't that just a wicked way...I would rather beg for food than do all the trouble of making fools, haha."
"Then you were cheating before."
"Can you please don't mention this? I'm just trying to make ends meet, and I'm not fooling around with people's lives. They listened to those crooked ways, and their lives were lost."
hehe.
Chen Yuan smiled, waved his whip, and turned to Linjiang County amid the sound of his master waving the puppet. There happened to be a missing magic formula in the book here. I wonder if there is a chance to complete it and perform it on the way.
Several wood carving plays.
The feeling of stepping into the foundation building made him a little impatient.
On the way, I asked passers-by and after knowing the way, I walked along the official road for a while and saw the outline of the city wall in the distance.
The setting sun dyes the western clouds red.
The rammed-earth city wall does not stretch very long, and is full of holes drilled by bumblebees. The guarding soldier is holding a portrait and looking at the teams entering and exiting.
"Let's go, let's go! Next one!" "You... don't look like you. What are you looking at? Get out of here if you don't want to go to the city!"
"The one at the back, put the nostril down, no need to pull it apart, it doesn't look like you!"
Chen Yuan drove the bullock cart to a stop and lined up behind the team entering the city. Not long after, it was his turn to be inspected. The soldier guarding there looked at the paper in his hand, looked at the bullock cart again, and suddenly shouted: "That's him.
!”
As soon as the voice fell, more than a hundred people emerged from the front and back of the city gate, wearing armor and swords, and rushed over, blocking the way.
Chen Yuan frowned and was about to stand up. In front of his field of vision, more than a hundred soldiers in the city suddenly raised their hands and bowed down.