The corpse was in a worshiping posture, kneeling before the statue, with such a prostrate and pious posture that even an ascetic monk would be ashamed of himself.
This person seemed to have suddenly lost his life during worship, and was frozen here, waiting until time smoothed everything out, and then was discovered by Lu Tan...
"This may be a person who got lost on the mountain road to take shelter from the rain. This mountain is very strange. In addition to those formations, there are also some lingering weirdness."
Tang Que also noticed the body. She said something briefly, squatted down, took out the rubber gloves, put on the mask and checked.
"About thirty years old, male. He has been dead for a long time. The fog in the mountains is humid. He has been rotting for a long time. Look, here are the marks caused by the rotting of his internal organs, bursting his stomach, and the contents flowing out of his buttocks.
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Tang Que didn't care at all about the filthiness of the corpse, but instead pointed at a puddle of black stuff under the straw.
"Thank you. I just finished eating and my digestion feels much better."
Lu Tan thanked him.
"After a person dies, the body softens and becomes incontinent. Then it begins to stiffen. When it is completely stiff, it softens again. Finally, you will see those scenes that will make you feel nauseous. Normally, it is difficult to maintain this posture.
of."
Tang Que examined the corpse's head, bones, etc.
"There were no obvious traumas or fractures. He probably died due to cold or illness. Of course, it could also be some metaphysical cause of death."
Just when Tang Que wanted to check the face of the corpse and grab the head of the corpse with his hands, suddenly, the corpse seemed to come alive and bit Tang Que's hand!
"!!!"
Tang Que hesitated for a moment, and the hand wearing plastic gloves was already bitten by the toothless mouth, and was about to break through the rubber and touch the skin.
The next moment, Tang Que raised her other hand, swelling at a speed visible to the naked eye. Without hesitation, she punched the corpse.
Bang——
The body, along with the nearby straw and the wall behind it, were blasted through by this punch, and the courtyard and woods behind could be seen.
Only now did Lu Tan realize that his estimate was wrong. Tang Que estimated that he could kill ten Qin Tiantian with one punch.
"Sorry, I did it subconsciously."
Tang Que still held the corpse's skull in his hand and said something to it.
Seeing this scene, Lu Jian probably understood.
Tang Que's punch just now was definitely not something a normal human could do.
Even Tyson couldn't do it.
This is the extraordinary ability of the corpse stitcher.
Lu Tiao imagined it for a moment and estimated that when they go out for a walk, they can decide the country with one punch.
The corpses lying down were carefully examined and sent to death.
If the corpses were unwilling to lie down, they would be beaten until they lay down and die.
Very reasonable.
No wonder it is called "the corpse stitcher". The corpse that was pierced by this punch probably only had five, six or seventy-eight pieces left, so it would be impossible not to sew it up.
Thinking about it this way, maybe the paper cutter meant that after getting rid of those restless guys, not even the corpses would be left, so they could only tie up paper figures to deal with it.
Reasonable.
No wonder Blind Zhang came up through the hiking trail so quickly.
"What's wrong?"
Outside the Taoist temple, Master Qi poked his head in. When he saw the strange statue, he was shocked and a little panicked. When he saw the hole punched by Tang Que, his sunglasses could no longer hide his expression.
"There's a weird thing here, don't worry, I'll take care of it."
Tang Que showed a hearty smile.
"It can indeed be pinched off."
Lu Tan couldn't help but sigh.
"Brother, do you want to try?"
Tang Que glanced at Lu Tan.
"Sorry, I don't have a driver's license."
Lu Tan answered decisively.
"drving license?"
Tang Que stood up and threw the head onto the altar.
"This man is dead, but not completely dead. Perhaps some kind of power has allowed him to retain his last bit of energy. In short, it's very strange. He's not a zombie or a corpse."
"Is this part of the competition?"
Lu Tan asked Qi Ye, who had finally put on his sunglasses.
"How could this be? I asked Brother He to come and take a look."
Master Qi called out and called for He Chong.
He Chong came over slightly impatiently, but after seeing the dead man's skull, his expression immediately became serious.
He took off his sunglasses, and there seemed to be light brewing in his eyes.
In He Chong's field of vision, he saw a deep black mist exuding from the skull. The black mist was like mud, hovering over the skull and gradually spreading to all sides.
"This thing is not simple."
He Chong sighed and glanced at Lu Jian beside him.
He felt as if his eyes had been stabbed hard with fingers, or as if red-hot coals were inserted with tongs and stirred vigorously. The burning feeling spread from the brain to the bone marrow, causing him to suddenly break out in cold sweat, and his body temperature felt as if
Dropped to freezing point.
"ah!"
He Chong screamed and covered his eyes.
He couldn't even see clearly what was around Lu Jian.
Seeing this, Lu Tiao hurriedly stepped forward.
He originally thought that He Chong had seen him with his yin and yang eyes a long time ago, and that He Chong was much more advanced than his great-grandson and was not affected. However, he did not expect that He Chong had never seen him before.
"Mr. He, don't worry, it's normal."
Lu Tiao reassured.
"???"
At this moment, He Chong, who had lost his vision, heard Lu Kan's voice and felt like your mother farted!
How is this normal?
This man is simply darker than a ghost!
He originally wanted to scream, but soon, He Chong's mind turned around.
For someone with Lu Jian's level of strength, it would take more than a minute to kill him.
If you talk nonsense now, you may be tripped and ashes later, turning into that skull.
He decided to shut up.
"I'm fine, I'm fine."
After closing the yin and yang eyes, He Chong finally opened his eyes.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Lu Tan smiling at him.
Shivering with fright, He Chong jumped up quickly.
"I just saw that there was a lot of evil spirit here, and I panicked for a while."
He Chong glanced at Lu Kan and saw his kind smile.
He Chong smiled in turn.
"I've never seen a statue of a god before."
Du Ming touched his chin, and the more he looked at it, the more weird the statue became.
"Haven't you been here before?"
Curious baby Lu Jian asked.
"You may not know, but this place is normally inaccessible, only at this time every ten years."
"By the way, I just found something in the guest room. You can take a look."
He took out another thread-bound book with a withered yellow cover.
Lu Tan saw a few calligraphy characters written on the cover of the book.
"He Ming Nine Chapters Secret Sutra".
Good guy.
Lu Tan called him a good guy, but he didn't expect that the legend of Taoist Heming was spread not only in the abandoned capital, but also in this world.
"He Ming? A name I've never heard of."
Shi Buwen thought to himself.
"What's written here?"
Qi Ye became curious and watched as Du Ming was about to open it.