Gou Xinjia's tone is not so sure, because they all know that some ancient legends may not be groundless. The fact that zombies are not found in modern times does not mean that there are really no zombies in the world.
The giant python in Myanmar's Devil Mountain described by Ye Tian is a creature beyond human imagination. Maybe the white-haired guy in front of him is really a zombie.
Looking at this strange corpse, Ye Tian and the other two people felt a little shuddered in their hearts. No one knew whether this thing would suddenly jump out of the sarcophagus and give them a claw.
Feeling the surging evil spirit in the white-haired corpse, Ye Tian suddenly thought of something and said: "The so-called zombies are probably monsters refined by others. They may not be intelligent..."
When he fought against the turtle in Tang Wenyuan's house, the invulnerable humanoid monster following the turtle looked somewhat similar to the white-haired corpse in front of him.
Both bodies contained a large amount of evil energy, which almost assimilated their bodies. However, like this corpse, the monster seemed to have no thoughts of its own, and was just driven by the turtle.
Ye Tian was a very daring person. Thinking of this, he picked off a small stone from the wall of the pit, clasped it with the middle finger of his right hand, and flicked it towards the white-haired thigh of the corpse.
There was a sound of "dang", and after the stone came into contact with the corpse, it made a sound of gold and iron, which made Ye Tian and others look at each other in shock.
Seeing this situation, Gou Xinjia murmured: "If this thing is corroded by the evil energy transformed by the seven-star formation for a period of time, maybe it can really become indestructible?"
Several people don't know whether this corpse can turn into a zombie, but if the construction team hadn't destroyed the formation, those evil spirits would have continued to nourish the corpse, and no one could predict what would happen in the end.
"Senior Brother, you can't keep this thing. If the evil spirit in its body leaks out, it will be a disaster!"
Zuo Jiajun doesn't care whether it's a zombie or not. He's just afraid that the Yin Qi in the corpse will leak out. "How about... let's cremate it with fire?"
The rumored way to deal with drought demons is to use fire to burn them to ashes, no matter what they are, and pour a bucket of gasoline on them. Even gold and iron can be burned and melted.
After hearing Zuo Jiajun's words, Gou Xinjia shook his head repeatedly and said: "That's not right, Junior Brother Zuo, the evil spirit in this corpse has already become a reality. If it is burned with gasoline, the yin and yang will conflict and cause an explosion."
Evil spirit is the most yin and evil thing, and fire is naturally the most yang and strong thing.
If there is a big difference between the two, using fire to restrain the evil spirit is a good way. However, the content of the evil spirit in this corpse is too terrifying, so burning it with fire is not a good idea.
"Then...what should we do?"
Zuo Jiajun was a little dumbfounded when he heard this. Without the blessing of the seven-star array, this corpse was like a dynamite barrel, which might explode at some point.
Gou Xinjia thought for a moment and said with a wry smile: "Let's use a stupid method. The evil spirit in his body has been integrated with his body. I'm afraid it won't cause any harm in a short time. Let's use the "Sutra of Saving People" to save him!"
"That's all we can do. This work won't be finished for a while. Let's find someone to set up some tents around here."
Ye Tian nodded, this was the last possible solution. The incident started because of his construction of the villa, so Ye Tian must be responsible for it.
Fortunately, the evil spirit in this corpse will not leak out for the time being. Even Liu Dingding's recitation of "The Sutra of Saving People" can weaken a bit of the evil spirit. However, he can take turns chanting sutras to save himself, so he doesn't have to be so tired.
However, in this way, the level of each person's skill was clearly distinguished. Ye Tian's combination of sealing and chanting had the best effect. It only took him one day to completely eliminate the evil spirit on half of the corpse's arms.
Next was Gou Xinjia. He breathed out his true energy and recited sutras that calmed people's minds and had an excellent effect on evil spirits. He also persuaded those workers who were bolder and dared to approach, and almost became willing to convert to Taoism.
Zuo Jiajun's skill is slightly weaker and the effect is much worse. As for Zhou Xiaotian and Liu Dingding, they can only be regarded as soy sauce, and the degree of evil spirit is barely there.
As the evil spirit in the corpse gradually disappeared, the white hair on the corpse gradually faded away, and the muscle tissue quickly began to rot. The smell was nauseating.
After enduring this smell for five days, the evil spirit in the corpse was finally eliminated.
In ancient times, this method was called salvation. You must know that after every war in ancient times, monks and Taoists would be invited to perform the method. In fact, the so-called salvation is also to save the evil spirits from condensing and harming the people.
"Ye Tian, how to deal with this body?"
Looking at the rotting corpse, Gou Xinjia frowned. Although the evil spirit had been eliminated, who knew what would happen if he buried it in the soil again?
"Cremate it, just beside this altar."
Ye Tian turned to look at Zuo Jiajun and said with a smile: "Senior brother, could you please go on stage to save this zombie?"
In order to eliminate the psychological shadow of those fishing villages and construction workers, Zuo Jiajun specially built an altar in the past few days, and would sit on the altar every day when the evil spirits were released.
Not to mention, Zuo Jiajun's actions were very effective. The fishermen and construction teams became bolder after seeing the altar. Coupled with the disappearance of the cold air, many people even ran to the pit.
I went to look at the white-haired corpse.
However, Zuo Jiajun refused all TV interviews. Several reporters secretly brought cameras, but Zhou Xiaotian also found them.
Later, Zuo Jiajun took the trouble and simply asked Boss Hua to send some club members to guard the place, thus blocking the intrusion of those gossip reporters.
"Okay, we finally have to eliminate this hidden danger."
Zuo Jiajun nodded and asked someone to drive a crane over. However, although the workers were much braver, none of them dared to go down to the bottom of the pit.
"Let me do it."
In desperation, Ye Tian jumped into the pit again and tied the sarcophagus around the waist with wire ropes to secure it. As the crane's arm was raised, the huge sarcophagus was slowly lifted to the ground.
"Well, is there a stele?" When the sarcophagus was hoisted, Ye Tian saw the soil at the end of the sarcophagus turned up, revealing a dark stone stele.
Stretching out his hands to pull the stone tablet out of the mud, Ye Tian found that it was full of mud and could not distinguish the words on it. He had no choice but to take the stone tablet up first.
"Let's wait and see when we get back. Finish the rituals first."
After returning to the ground, Gou Xin's family also saw the stone tablet, but Zuo Jiajun had already changed his clothes and was about to start playing tricks.
Moreover, for today's opening ceremony, people from several surrounding villages were invited to watch, including the construction teams. We will still count on them for the future construction process.
Wearing a Taoist robe, holding a compass in his left hand, and waving a mahogany sword in his right hand, Zuo Jiajun appeared on the altar and began to practice.
As the saying goes, experts know the ropes, and laymen see the excitement. Zuo Jiajun was very good at using the tricks of lighting talismans without fire, and the audience applauded and applauded.
Only Ye Tian was muttering to one side, did the second senior brother provide technical guidance for the popular zombie movies in Hong Kong? Otherwise, why would these models be exactly the same as those in the movie?
"ignition!"
After the performance, Zuo Jiajun gave an order, and Zhou Xiaotian put a pile of firewood soaked in gasoline into the sarcophagus, threw a match in, and the gas in the sarcophagus burst into flames.
After the fire burned out, Ye Tian and Zhou Xiaotian took matters into their own hands and put all the ashes and remains into the prepared coffin, because this person was probably related to the predecessors of Mai's lineage, so they had to be properly placed.
After the operation was completed, Zuo Jiajun bowed his hands to the crowd around him and said: "Dear fellow villagers, this harmful zombie has been saved by Mr. Zuo. Everyone can pass by here with confidence in the future.
There won’t be any danger!”
"Thank you, Master Zuo. On behalf of hundreds of families in the village, Lao Wu, thank you Master Zuo!"
As soon as Zuo Jiajun finished speaking, Village Chief Wu took the lead in shouting, and other people in the village also echoed the same voice. For a moment, "Master Zuo" was regarded as the ancestor of the Three Qing Dynasty.
The crowd gathered for a long time before dispersing. Master Zuo was sweating profusely when he got off the altar. There were two brothers who had worked hard sitting below, and those compliments made him blush.
"Junior Brother Zuo, this is the stone tablet that Ye Tian dug up from the pit. Find someone to wash it and see what is written on it."
Speaking of which, not only Ye Tian was curious, but even the Gou Xin family was itching, because there was not even a common store for burial objects in this tomb, but they didn't know why the senior sect would set up this formation for this person?
You know, the price for people in Qi Men to help people practice Feng Shui is not unusually high. If you want to set up such a Feng Shui bureau that will bless future generations, you can spend hundreds of taels of gold without even thinking about it.
The blame lies here. The ancients paid attention to generous burials. People who could afford hundreds of taels of gold would never be buried in such a shabby state. This problem has been bothering Ye Tian and others for several days.
Several people couldn't wait to go back and read again. After asking someone to pull a water pipe to clean the soil on the monument, rows of fine words suddenly appeared in front of them.
The text is written in regular small regular script, and there are about a thousand words in the entire text. The engraving craftsmanship is very skillful, and although the font is small, the words are clearly legible.
But as soon as he read the initial inscription, Ye Tian looked at Zuo Jiajun in confusion and asked: "Brother Zuo, who is this Shi Shanliang? Is he very famous in Hong Kong?"
