Chapter 9 Resurrection from the Dead (please check the official collection and recommend it)
There were several things that kept weighing on Jiang Yan's heart. Although he wanted to see the world outside Nanping Town, he didn't want to leave with a head full of questions.
Although Lu Daoxuan had already said that the evil spirit of Panshan had been eliminated, Jiang Yan was still a little worried and took his only friend Li Youlang to go and check it out.
Before leaving, Liang Dayuan was organizing the residents of the town to hold a door ceremony. Several incense tables were filled with incense, seasonal fruits, and livestock heads.
"The commander of Nanping ordered to pay homage to the Yuan Emperor, and Geng Shen Jiazi played to the heaven; there are many evil spirits in front of the door every day, so I pray for safety and health today."
Liang Dayou held a tall incense plant in his hand and led all the people in Nanping Town to salute to the north of the town.
"I told you I have work to do today," Li Youlang complained.
"I don't believe that the damn person would not be dead without you."
"Speak what you say, don't insult my industry."
After dragging Li Youlang, who had been complaining all the way, to the valley of Panshan Mountain, as Lu Daoxuan said, the evil spirit in the valley had dissipated.
Originally, he just wanted to make a painting to suppress the valley, but in the end, he accidentally absorbed all the evil spirits, and the ghosts and gods used his hands to make two paintings.
"Is this the source of the evil you mentioned? Why can't I see anything strange?" Li Youlang asked.
"Come in with me"
The two entered the valley one after another, and the evil spirit had indeed disappeared without a trace. Only a remaining shadow wall proved that everything in the previous few days was not an illusion.
The original screen wall was carved from a single piece of jade and was worth thousands of gold, but now it has turned into a withered yellow color and is covered with dense cracks. As soon as Jiang Gu touched it, it shattered into pieces.
"Why is it missing? It should be nearby here" Jiang Yan said to himself.
Seeing Jiang Yan rummaging around the haystacks and rocks, Li Youlang couldn't help but ask.
"What are you looking for?"
"Li Wanlang, if I told you that I saw Wu Laoliu's body here, would you believe it?"
"What nonsense are you talking about? Wu Laoliu was put in a coffin and buried in the cemetery a long time ago. How could he be here?"
Jiang Yan also asked Lu Daoxuan after he regained consciousness. Lu Daoxuan also had not seen the body.
"Is it really an illusion?"
Jiang Yan searched around but couldn't find Wu Laoliu's body. Even he himself began to feel a little unconfident, but one day the feeling was so real.
Just when he was about to leave, he suddenly noticed something strange.
"Come and see this..."
Jiang Yan dug through the grass and found a row of footprints, no doubt about the size of a human being, each one half a foot deep.
"Come and step on it"
Li Youlang stepped next to the footprints. The ground in the valley was very hard because no one was cultivating it. No matter how many times Li Youlang stomped, he only left shallow footprints.
A normal human step is only about half a meter, but another footprint was found seven or eight meters away from this footprint.
"Could it be that he can't fly?" Li Youlang asked.
"It seems that what I saw that day was not an illusion, that corpse was Wu Laoliu..."
"Jiang Zhi, don't scare me."
If Wu Laoliu died in this valley, who was the person who left Panshan Valley and died again the next day, and Li Youlang personally watched him load the coffin, how could there be two Wu Laoliu?
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"Do you remember that on the day of the funeral, it was very difficult for twelve people to carry the coffin?"
"Well, the coffin bearers are still talking about how the Wu family is willing to spend a lot of money to give Wu Laoliu such a generous burial."
Li Youlang looked at Jiang Yan's expression and immediately guessed what he was thinking.
"Jiang Zhi, don't you want to dig a grave and open a coffin?" Li Youlang asked in horror.
"How about it, help me?" Jiang Yan said with a smile.
"Is it useful if I object?"
"Objection is ineffective, let's take action at night"
Many times Jiang Yan suspected that God deliberately created the night in order to let people do some shameful things.
Yue Hei Feng Gao and the others came to Wu Laoliu's graveyard with hoes and pickaxes. The soil in the new grave was very loose, and they saw the coffin without wasting much effort.
Li Youlang wiped his sweat with his hoe. The dark moonlit night, the new white coffin, and the wild wind blowing from the grave made his heart tremble.
"Wu Lao Liu, Wu Lao Liu, this was all Jiang Qian's idea. If you hate him, it has nothing to do with me taking him away." Li Youlang bowed to the white coffin.
"Stop talking nonsense and come with me to take a look."
"I don't dare, it's up to you to see for yourself." Li Youlang stayed far away from Jiang Yan.
Jiang Yan stuck his hoe on the coffin lid and poked it. The coffin lid was lifted open and Jiang Yan looked into the coffin with a torch.
After the firelight shone into the coffin, which was covered with a quilt, Jiang Yan bravely looked calm but in fact his palms were sweaty.
He opened the quilt and saw that the person under the quilt had all the facial features and limbs. The most important thing was that there was a red mark between the eyebrows. The person covered in the quilt was not Wu Laoliu but an old man. There were paper bundles and a pile of broken jade stones.
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"Where did Wu Laoliu's body go?"
Jiang Yan shouted several times but Li Youlang didn't make a sound. He looked back and saw that Li Youlang was staring blankly not far away.
"Li Youlang, what are you looking at? I guessed correctly that the person in the coffin is not Wu Laoliu..."
"I know" Li Youlang's voice was dry.
"How did you know"
Li Youlang pulled Jiang Gu, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, then raised his finger tremblingly and pointed not far away.
Vision was poor at night, but Jiang Yan followed the direction of Li Youlang's finger and saw half of a pale, bloodless face peeking out from behind a tree.
"It's Wu Laoliu..."
The two of them ran as fast as they could. They ran two or three miles straight back home, closed the door, bolted it, and leaned against the door to catch their breath.
Li Youlang had some doubts about what Jiang Yan said before, but now he saw with his own eyes that not only the dead babies of the Liu family were resurrected, but also Wu Laoliu, who had been dead for several days, was alive!
"How is this possible? I personally watched Wu Laoliu put it into the coffin. How could this happen?" Li Youlang's chest heaved up and down.
"What is chasing you?" Lu Daoxuan asked.
After Jiang Qian and Li Youlang sat down, they were still frightened and told Lu Daoxuan everything they had seen and heard. Lu Daoxuan frowned as he listened to this terrifying experience.
"I have also been observing for a while. This painter originally dealt with Yin people. After enlightenment, he can collude with Yin and Yang. It is a profession that travels in the gray area between Yin and Yang.
Before you have complete control and understand the mysteries, it is easy to disturb the order of life and death, and many terrible things that go against common sense will occur."
"Are you saying that after enlightenment, the painter disturbed life and death? That's why Wu Laoliu and the Liu family's dead babies were resurrected?"
"This is the only explanation I can think of. You must never show this method in front of others in the future, otherwise you will easily be accused of being a heretic who blasphemes the ethics of yin and yang. The most indispensable thing in the Eight Prefectures is hypocrites who claim to be saints."
Lu Daoxuan studied for several days, and felt more and more that this enlightened painter had touched a terrifying forbidden area.
"You should leave here tomorrow."
"What about Wu Laoliu?"
"Don't worry about this matter, leave the rest to me," Lu Daoxuan said.
"Leave? Jiangzhi, are you leaving? Where to go?" Li Youlang asked hurriedly.
"Of course I'm going to conquer the world." Jiang Yan suddenly remembered something, "Sir, Li Youlang is a dirge singer, and he has become enlightened even though he was confused. Can he go to the Wen Mansion with me?"
"Another self-enlightenment?"
Lu Daoxuan was a little surprised. Outside, everyone who achieved self-enlightenment was called a genius, but it didn't seem to be worth much in Nanping Town.
"What skills do you have, use it on me?"
Li Youlang rubbed his hands and then said to Lu Daoxuan.
"Old man, you are very sleepy...go to sleep..."
Lu Daoxuan stared at Li Youlang, and the two looked at each other for about ten seconds. The scene was extremely awkward.
"There must be something wrong, try again"
"Old man, you are very sleepy..."
"I am not sleepy!"
"I didn't ask you, so you don't need to answer."
After performing it several times in a row, Li Youlang, who was always invincible, began to doubt his ability for the first time.
"You can successfully hypnotize ordinary people or people with weak mental strength, but it is of no use to me."
"Your enlightenment is indeed strange, but there is a place that is more suitable for you than Wen Mansion."
"Where"
"You are enlightened in music. I know a great musician, but that guy is withdrawn and weird. Whether he can accept you or not depends on your destiny."