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Chapter 142: Going to Sleep for a Thousand Years

Zhou Tianling did not answer my question directly, but chuckled and said, "Look, you are only eighteen years old. I guess you don't know the consequences of your visit to Yunwen Temple this time! What do you know about me?" Will you keep following me?"

"First of all, this place is not a strange place. Our old-school master came here thirty years ago, but his ears were destroyed by the mechanism of this stone house. The old-school master is my grandfather, the big Zhou Wenlong. The Yunwen Temple has only been open for a few days, and has set up such a tricky mechanism, so after the old master lost his hearing, we gave up coming to Lop Nur to wait and wait, and started looking for the Guo family outside, but there was still no trace of them after thirty years. By coincidence, You were in Peiping last year, so the old master sent me to Sha Town to stay with you."

I was startled and thought that it turned out that the Banshan sect had been here thirty years ago, but I was very confused by what I heard. I couldn't help but glare at him angrily and asked him: "Hey, you kid, what happened to me last year?" Right here in Peiping, why didn’t you come to me early and you had to come to Xinjiang!”

Zhou Tianling snorted, twitching the corners of his mouth, shrinking his neck angrily, and secretly looked at Shangguan Yun Seng. Shangguan Yun Seng nodded, as if he had agreed to something.

After he nodded and bowed, he looked at me, became serious, and coughed, "Hey, Guo Zan, I'm looking for you. This is not the ultimate goal. You are at most leading the way for me. I understand very well. For thousands of years, those who have evil thoughts about Yunwen Temple have suffered a bad end. Lop Nur is also a dangerous place, but I am still here. It is time for the Banshan Sect to be destroyed. The only one in the world who has Yunwen Temple is Yunwen. The temple can save him!"

At this point, I was very puzzled, so I immediately picked up on his words and said, "What? You are looking for me just to guide you? Why don't you talk to me directly."

"Are we talking to you? Young Master?" He smiled and held out two fingers, "This is the second reason. According to the rules of Yunwen Temple, Young Master, you are about to go to the 'Thousand-year Sleeping Appointment' , you want to replace the shaman god of your Yunwen Temple. To put it mildly, you and your wife will soon sleep in the legendary coffin for a thousand years. If we move the mountain sect, we will still be here. If I can survive until that time, I am willing to talk to you, but I am afraid that you are not qualified to intervene in this matter now."

I was stunned on the spot, turned my head stiffly, and said to Zhusha: "Is this the covenant of Yunwen Temple?"

Zhusha nodded, held my hand, and comforted her, saying, "But don't worry, we don't have to keep the appointment."

Zhou Tianling was stunned and looked at Shangguan Yun Seng in shock, "What? Doesn't Guo Zhan have to keep the appointment?"

Monk Shangguan Yun shook his head, looked at me quietly, and said, "Do you know why no one in Yunwen Temple has called this word 'Burial' for thousands of years? Now Guo Burial is the end of a thousand-year slumber. If you have anything to do with me, you might as well talk to him. If I hadn't thought that you would be exterminated soon, even if Guo Bian begged you today, I would have taken your life. To make a long story short."

"Okay, okay." After Zhou Tianling nodded and bowed, he looked at me again. Compared with before, he looked a little more humble. He cupped his hands and said to me: "Little Master, let me get straight to the point. Thirty-three years Some time ago, I moved the mountains and found a treasure in a place called Jinniuling. However, it caused a disaster, causing everyone in our Zhou family to contract a kind of auditory hallucination. When the disease is serious... , it will make people have to commit suicide to relieve this pain. Our Banshan sect originally had more than 100 members, but now there are only 39 people left. Only my third brother Zhou Tiantong and I have milder symptoms, so we can save the entire old people. The burden of the Zhou family falls on the shoulders of our two brothers."

"My third brother is responsible for finding a kind of Golden Fragrance Aunt that only grows in the Qilian Mountains. This Golden Fragrance Aunt is a kind of mushroom that only grows in the coffins of female corpses. So if something goes wrong for my brother, I'm afraid

I will also ask the Corpse Exorcists for help, and my mission is to ask Yunwen Temple for help."

I saw that his attitude was indeed much more sincere, so I didn’t want to ridicule him, so I said matter-of-factly: “What can I do to help you? Why don’t you just get to the point.”

"Okay, let me get to the point." Zhou Tianling was already sweating on his forehead. He wiped it and said: "To put it simply and directly, I would like to ask you or your elders to go to my family and use Aunt Jinxiang to make medicine.

The introduction and antidote saved our sect from fire and water. Afterwards, we moved to another sect, and we are willing to do our best to help Yunwen Temple do something. No matter how long or how hard it takes, we are willing."

When it comes to dispensing medicine, I really can’t get enough of half a bottle. In the past seventeen or eight years, I have learned a lot from my family. Otherwise, I am really a layman. It seems that next time I find my grandpa, I must let him teach me.

Okay, in the future I will investigate the clues of the Time and Space Bridge. It must be the time to hire people. Things like this kind of help in times of need must be done more. But when it comes to the corpse exorcism sect, I can't help but think of what my elder brother Shangguan Yun Seng said before.

These blue-blooded people who are talking about this time are not living people, but a kind of living dead, controlled by a kind of zombie-killing technique of the zombie exorcism sect.

In this way, it is not the blue-blooded people who are attacking us, but the corpse exorcists who are secretly harming us. I told Zhou Tianling this analysis, and Zhou Tianling's face suddenly turned ugly, as if he had realized something.

He murmured: "Is it the third brother who wants to silence me?"


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