Chapter 363 Puppet! The Taoist family in western Fujian
"Not a zombie?!"
Lao Yutou looked at me puzzled.
Without waiting for me to explain, Yu Xian bent down and groped for a long time on the female corpse's Tianling Cover, then stood up and said:
"This is indeed just an ordinary corpse, just a controlled corpse."
I glanced at Yu Xian approvingly and added:
"That's right, I just discovered that the black air emanating from the corpse is not corpse air. The smell is more like the smell of corrupted medicinal herbs. It is precisely because of this that cinnabar and ink pipes have no effect on her.
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Lao Yu kicked the female body lying on the ground with his feet.
"According to your opinion, someone is behind the scenes and looking for trouble with such an unlikely person? But who has the guts to come to the door of the Soul-Yearing Hall?!"
I frowned and looked at the empty coffin street, thinking of the strange woman who passed us before. She must be the ghost of this female corpse, and it seemed that she should be a wraith.
We had restrained our breath before, but we could still see her under that situation, which means that she deliberately appeared as a ghost in front of us.
Provocation! Naked provocation!
It's just that such a strange thing is lying openly in front of the soul-inducing hall. Why doesn't the master react at all?!
"Oops!"
I secretly screamed something bad, and suddenly I had an ominous premonition in my heart. I hurriedly opened the door and ran in!
"Master! Master!!!"
I shouted and pushed open the door, only to see a slovenly old man sitting cross-legged on the bed. His eyes were closed, his face was a little pale, and drops of sweat fell from his cheeks, and there were drops of sweat on his forehead.
A yellow soul-fixing talisman is none other than Master.
Seeing this, I breathed a sigh of relief, stopped Lao Yutou and Yu Xian who arrived shortly after, and waited quietly...
Ten minutes later, the Soul-Securing Talisman fell off Master's forehead. Master's brows gradually relaxed and he slowly opened his eyes. I sat next to him and wiped the sweat from his cheeks with the square towel placed beside the bed.
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"Back..."
The corners of Master's mouth trembled...
"Well, I'm back."
The master got up and got out of bed, stretched out, and said helplessly:
"It's true that the older you get, the more useless you become. Just one day's soul leaving the body makes me feel uncomfortable all over. By the way, how are your mother and Lan Lan?"
"Basically, it's nothing serious. Thanks to you for guarding the ghost gate and their souls. Otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable."
The master waved his hand,
"It's not up to me, it's up to you. By the way, find an opportunity to thank Mr. Hong. If he hadn't taught you the Yin Step of Tiangang Step, you wouldn't have been able to summon the soul."
"Master Hong?!"
I was startled and suddenly thought of something,
"When Mr. Hong taught me Yin Step before, he said that he was entrusted by someone. Could it be that that person is you, master?"
"snort…"
Master rolled his eyes at me,
"Who else could you have besides me? That day when I was doing divination for you, I calculated that your mother was going to die unexpectedly, but the deadline had not yet come. Lan Lan had been by her side all the time. Naturally, it was impossible for her to survive. And this was what they
I can't solve this fate that is destined for you, I can only rely on you to do it yourself..."
"But this trip is not that easy. The opponent is the ghost that your father killed back then. Needless to say, I hate you Lin family. That's why I asked your red master to teach you Yinbu..."
I nodded with sudden realization, it turned out that Master had already figured out all this...
"You...you know my father..."
"hehe…"
Master came over and patted me on the shoulder,
"Of course I know, and I also know that if you successfully rescue your mother when you return home this time, the secret will no longer be hidden. Xiaoyu, today is different from the past. You are not only controlled by me, Huo Qian.
The apprentice is also a soul-devouring spirit person chosen by the Immortal Master, and he is also the Immortal Master’s son. You must know this in your heart!"
I nodded heavily and suddenly felt that the burden on my shoulders was as heavy as a thousand pieces of gold.
At this time, Master glanced at Yu Xian who was standing behind me expressionlessly, but said nothing. Just as I was about to explain something, Master suddenly changed the subject and said:
"Has the puppet at the door been dealt with?"
"Puppet?! So you know?"
"Nonsense! If you can't even feel this, I won't live to be this old!"
Lao Yu stroked his beard and muttered:
"It seems that someone has come to Jiangcheng in the past few days while we were away, right? How dare you look for trouble in front of the Soul-Yearing Hall?!"
The master looked cold, walked to the door and said without looking back:
"Girl, in your opinion, how many people in the magic circle can use this puppetry to such an extent?"
Lao Yu and I turned to look at Yu Xian, but Yu Xian was stunned, obviously not expecting the master to suddenly ask her,
"Hmm... As far as I know, the only one who can use the puppetry and ghost control skills so skillfully is Tao Sanchi from the Tao family in western Fujian."
The master nodded, took out something wrapped in rags from his waist, handed it to Yu Xian's hand, and said:
"Tao Sanchi has always had a close relationship with your Yinshan lineage. Can you help me see if this is Tao Sanchi's?"
Yu Xian glanced at me first, and then took the rag. Lao Yu and I also curiously put our heads to it...
The rags were unfolded layer by layer, and then a strange thing appeared. When I took a closer look, I suddenly felt a little sick. The thing was glowing with black luster, a thin piece, and some curvature. No matter how you looked at it, it looked like
Human fingernail.
And judging from the shape, it seems to be the nail cap of a foot.
Yu Xian'e frowned slightly, put the thing in front of her nose, smelled it, and said:
"Yes, this is indeed Tao Sanchi's toe cap..."
"Let me go...that's someone else's foot, and you actually put it in front of your nose and smell it?"
I took a few steps back with a look of disgust on my face, feeling inexplicably as if there were chicken feathers stuck in my throat, not to mention how uncomfortable it was.
Yu Xian glared at me fiercely and said nothing.
Old Yutou then said:
"I heard that the Tao family in western Fujian is not only good at using puppets, but also masters folk magic. I remember when he abandoned his wife and children in order to practice puppetry, and ended up with his wife and children separated..."
"No! What you said is wrong."
Yu Xian denied.
"What's wrong?"
"It's not that I abandoned my wife and children, but that I directly turned my wife and children into living zombie puppets!"