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"Multiple people, multiple efforts." The corpse stitcher followed Jin An's figure.
As soon as he entered the villagers' seating area, the surrounding air dropped sharply. Jin An looked at the villagers who were sitting stiffly upright as he moved forward.
It was exactly as the children described, with a pale face, numb expression, no expression, and a ghostly air.
"Corpse Sewer, do you know anyone among these villagers?" Jin An turned to look at the Corpse Sewer, with an intriguing look on his face.
The corpse stitcher looked at the villagers intently, with a surprised expression on his face: "This is Ah He! This is the talented man! These are brothers and sisters Fuleng and Xiao'e!"
"Taoist Master Jin'an! These are the people who died one after another after their crazy wives were buried alive! All the people who died back then are gathered here today!"
"It seems that after so many years, her grievances have not been resolved but have become more serious. Taoist Master Jin'an, we must be careful next time. I'm afraid there may be some bad intentions this time!"
The corpse stitcher has a word of caution.
The two of them kept communicating in low voices, but the lonely villagers were always staring numbly at the stage and did not look at the two of them.
When they walked to the three children, the children looked at the two people with fear and begging for help, as if they were possessed by a ghost.
The joy of being alive and asking for help.
The corpse stitcher saw the secret at a glance, frowned and said: "They were penetrated by the evil wind and their souls were immobilized. It is not difficult to rescue them, but it will definitely alarm the Mountain Lady and those lonely souls who are in a state of confusion.
Wild ghost."
hehe.
Jin An sneered, raised his hand and slapped three palms, hitting the back of the head of the three children respectively. The back of the human skull is the weakest area, and the back of the head is the weakest place for human yang. Therefore, when people are emotionally frightened or the surrounding environment
When the temperature is low, the first place to feel the chill is the back of the head.
Folks have only heard of coldness on the back of the head, but not on the forehead, temples, or top of the head.
The rumored method of photographing women is also to pick out the weakest part of the body and pat them on the back of the head.
Of course, Jin An is not a charlatan. The three palms he slaps are actually a way to transfer the Yang Fire to each of the children, expel the evil wind from the brain, and rekindle the Yang Fire in the children.
Da Mao's three children were as if enlightened. They burst out crying instantly. They regained their freedom and hid behind the adults. They cried out in horror that there was a ghost in this place.
In fact, there is no need for the children to tell them that just when Jin'an rekindled the Yang Qi of the three people, the blazing Yang Qi of the living people burned the invisible red strings on the three people on the spot, and the Yang fire burned directly along the invisible red strings.
Enter the Empress Temple.
Boom!
The illusion before my eyes was shattered like fire, and I could see the real side of the Empress Temple again.
In the Empress Temple, which was piled with white bones, a corpse with a human body and a snake body and nine heads rushed out to sew up the strange mountain empress.
Those stitched corpses were the dead villagers of the Corpse Raising Village, and after being stitched together, they turned into huge corpse-stitching monsters full of resentment.
The corpse was sewn together. The strange mountain goddess broke through the temple door, opened her mouthparts that were sewn together several times, and bit Jin'an with a fishy wind.
"Taoist Master Jin'an, be careful!"
The corpse stitcher and the villagers behind him all exclaimed.
sulfuric acid!
The Kunwu knife was unsheathed, and the corpse-stitching monster was split in half with one strike. The scorching red blood energy and the shock wave of red flames on the Kunwu knife caused the Empress Temple and the corpse-stitching monster to explode into countless pieces.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Blood and flesh rained from the sky, and pieces of corpses and internal organs falling to the ground with a foul smell.
Avenue induction!
Well, before everyone finished their nervous exclamations, their voices suddenly stopped. They were all shocked to see the back of the five-color Taoist robe that killed the Mountain Lady with one knife.
The villagers were dumbfounded. It took them a long time to finally react, with expressions of disbelief on their faces: "So Taoist Jin An... is so powerful!"
"father!"
The voices of several children broke the peace of the old village. The three big children cried and ran to their respective families. The family reunited, holding their heads and crying.
"Isn't Taoist Master Jin An the right person?" The corpse stitcher was also surprised and looked at Jin An in amazement.
"I didn't expect that Taoist Jin'an would already have such extraordinary attainments in martial arts at such a young age. Isn't Taoist Jin'an not just following the right path? He should be a Taoist and martial arts practitioner, following the path of the true martial arts emperor."
The corpse stitcher's expression was filled with fear, and then his expression changed into one of admiration and clasping fists, praising Jin An for his young achievements, and today was an eye-opener for him.
However, everyone's attention quickly turned to the three children and asked how they came back to the old village.
The frightened children spoke intermittently, and it took everyone a lot of effort to understand what was going on.
After the children were taken home by their adults, they fell asleep soon after, but their sleep was very restless. They all had the same dream, that they were back in the old village again, and they couldn't escape no matter how hard they ran.
After leaving the old village, I finally walked around and ran to the Empress Temple.
There was a kind-looking woman in the Niangniang Temple who kept luring them into the temple, saying that this old village would eat people and that they could only protect them by hiding in the Niangniang Temple.
The children, who were already in a panic, believed the lies told by the woman in the Empress Temple and walked into the Empress Temple unknowingly.
As soon as they entered the Temple of the Empress, the woman in front of them turned into a corpse and the strange Mountain Empress was stitched together. The children woke up in fright, but found that they could not move their bodies, their limbs were heavy, they could not shout, they could not make a sound to ask their parents for help, and they were following ghosts.
The scene on the bed is exactly the same, except that the eyes can move, and the body is completely out of control.
With their bodies out of control, they walked out of their homes late at night, entered the mountains and forests alone, and returned to the abandoned old village.
Unexpectedly, there were so many twists and turns in it. The family was still frightened and kept comforting the children.
"Taoist Jin'an, Master Cai, and Lady Shan have been killed by Taoist Jin'an. Even the Temple of the Empress has been demolished by Taoist Jin'an. The children should not have any trouble... in the future, right?" Several parents asked.
He said nervously like a frightened bird.
Jin An looked at the corpse stitcher with a half-smile and a meaningful look: "I remember that in the corpse stitcher industry, there are several ancient taboos set by our ancestors, the most important of which is not to sew corpses together! That corpse stitcher monster just now
He is a villager from the old village, and you are both a corpse stitcher and from the same village, so you were the one who stitched up the body of the Monster Mountain Empress, right?"
The villagers were startled and looked at the corpse stitcher.
The corpse stitcher smiled: "Taoist Priest Jin'an really knows how to joke."
Jin An looked serious: "Corpsemaker, do you think I'm joking with you?"
The corpse stitcher replied calmly: "If I were really that great, I wouldn't have been nearly killed by the twins who had sewn different corpses half a year ago."
The corpse stitcher said with a self-deprecating smile.
Jin An laughed: "I was just joking casually, corpse stitcher, you don't have to explain it so seriously."
"..." The corpse stitcher was silent.
Jin An chuckled and said, "Corpse Sewer, are you someone who can't take a joke?"
The corpse stitcher's expression was a little ugly, and he was smiling but not smiling. He didn't want to dwell on this issue, so he answered the question and said: "The source of the strange thing has been cut off by Taoist Jin'an, so it should be safe..."
"But for the sake of safety, we have already arrived in the old village anyway. My suggestion is to continue looking for the body of my crazy wife, so that we can completely solve the hidden dangers in the old village and restore peace to our ancestors and future generations."
The corpse stitcher looked at Jin An when he said this.
He was deeply afraid that Jin An would not agree, and was about to organize his words to make a long speech, but Jin An nodded without thinking: "I agree with the corpse stitcher's proposal."
Well.
The corpse stitcher felt as if his neck was suddenly being pinched by a pair of invisible hands. Many of the words he had prepared were suddenly at a loss for words. He never expected that Jin An would agree so simply.
However, the strong Jin An did not give the corpse stitcher a chance to continue speaking. He raised his finger and pointed in a direction deeper into the forest and asked the corpse stitcher where that place was.
When he saw the direction of Jin An's finger, the corpse stitcher's expression changed, and then he pretended to be calm and asked Jin An why he suddenly mentioned that place?
Jin An and the old Taoist priest, who had been paying attention to the corpse stitcher, both noticed the change in the former's facial expression. The old Taoist priest looked curiously in the direction Jin An was pointing, but the night was vast and pitch black, and he could not see any landscape or scenery.
Jin An said: "When I beheaded the corpse and sewed up the strange mountain empress just now, I sensed a vague aura fluctuation there, as if it was echoing here."
"So I wanted to ask where that place is?"
The corpse stitcher looked solemn and replied: "There is a big mausoleum there."
"Mausoleum?" Jin An and the old Taoist priest both looked at the corpse stitcher.
"The mausoleum has been emptied by tomb robbers a long time ago, and there is nothing inside." The corpse stitcher explained.
Jin An became curious and decided to go take a look. Seeing that he couldn't stop Jin An, the corpse stitcher showed an expression of reluctant agreement on his face, and then led the group into the deeper woods.
The villagers who had already found the child naturally followed along.
To be continued...