Chapter 11: Refining Corpse Furnace
"What is this …… something in there?"
Meng Fan jumped up violently, staring at the coffin with unblinking eyes, his body backed up, there was a wolf in front and a tiger in the back, but this time, he had deeply experienced it.
The most helpless thing in life is that you can't go in or out.
"Who is it ……"
"Who is it that disturbed the old man's dream ……"
Click click sound constantly, just now can not open the coffin lid, but slowly moved open, a withered hand, stretched out …… under the light of the flashlight, it seems extremely horrible, surrounded by darkness, what is seen is nothing more than this scary hand.
It is a dry corpse.
"Come …… to …… come."
At the gate of the Taoist temple, the voice of the ghostly figure rang out, very familiar, fluttering in the mountain wind, full of eeriness.
Meng Fan was stunned, retreated to the doorway of the hall, holding on to the doorframe, the temperature coming from the door was cold, the body was stiff, looking out at the gate, saw the ghostly shadow floating in mid-air, blocking his back way, some want to cry without tears.
How was it that he was unlucky to this point?
Where was the promised creation?
"Scram!"
A stern cry came from the coffin, revealing a tone of disgust, followed by a long, white-haired, withered head, poking out of the coffin, eyelids rolled over, eye sockets full of white eyeballs, and lips contracted, revealing senile yellow teeth, a shocking sight, as he ignored Meng Fan, and looked towards the ghostly shadow at the entrance of the Taoist Temple.
"Sizzle!"
The ghost shadow stopped outside the gate, floating in the air, looking away from Meng Fan at the entrance of the hall, looking at the slowly opening coffin, as if an enraged snake, looking at the prey that was about to come to hand, but could not get off the mouth, but also like a greedy dog, beating around, not able to eat, but also do not want to go.
"A few heavy resentment ghosts …… also do not put the old man in the eyes?"
The dry corpse in the coffin completely overturned the lid, bam fell to the ground, the bones clicked and stood up, wearing a wide Taoist robe, empty inside, the body should be shriveled and dried up, if you tear off the dry outer skin, it is really really a lurid skeleton.
"Sizzle!"
Seeing that dry corpse stood up, the ghost shadow got anxious, drifted for a moment, slowly backward, hidden in the darkness.
Going or not going?
Meng Fan cried and mourned, full of remorse, hating himself for not holding out a little longer, if he found a job in the city, he was afraid that he would not return to Mengjiazhuang for a while, and he would not have encountered such a bizarre and horrible thing.
Now have to hope that this dry corpse, no bad intentions.
After all, scared away that haunting ghost shadow na.
"Jiejie ……"
The dry corpse dragged a slow pace, issued a strange laughter, stepped out of the coffin, mountain wind blowing the robe fluttering, full of messy white hair Ran fluttering, do not look at the front, thought it was a fairy style immortal.
However, it is just a dry corpse, and it will talk.
"Is it you …… who woke up the old man?"
That dry corpse still didn't let go of Meng Fan, gazing at him with whitened eyeballs, and when he walked, the bones in his body still made a clicking sound, rendering the atmosphere …… gruesome.
"The high man is above, my name is Meng Fan, is the disciple of the Meng family house Zhang Brahmin, ten …… fifteen of the Chinese New Year Festival is coming, come to give the high man …… to sweep the …… guarding the tomb, uh, guarding the tomb."
Meng Fan pretended to be a human and harmless appearance, drooping head, like a two eight year old girl, and like a child who has made a mistake, fearful, witnessed the dry corpse, did not dare to mention the creation of things, hands hanging on both sides of the body …… flashlight light shines on the floor of the main hall, a wind blew, lifting the dust and sand on the ground, the Water flow generally, suddenly dispersed, in a flash, the ground is clean.
"That bitch …… is still alive?"
The dry body murmured, the speech is very slow, just woke up, the voice is vaguely trance.
"The body is healthy."
Did not look up to see, Meng Fan also knows that the dry corpse is close to his own distance, has vaguely smelled the dry corpse's breath flavor, some fishy smell, like a dead pig, rotting in a deep well, cumin bubbling with stench.
Where is this immortal master, than just now that ghostly shadow is still terrible, a look of cannibalism.
Granny Zhang bullied people too much!
"Not dead …… yet."
"Then after so long, what did you do for food, only to find such a weakling like you, so unimpressive!"
The disgruntled voice rang out shrilly, and the dry hand, slowly rested on Meng Fan's shoulder.
"The old man …… doesn't need to guard the tomb."
"What the old man …… wants is you."
That hand gradually exerted itself, gripping Meng Fan with raw pain, his body shivering, afraid that if he exerted himself any more, his shoulder bones would shatter.
"A new, young body ……"
"The feeling of being reborn …… haven't experienced it for a long time ……"
That dry corpse lifted upwards, the force was unexpectedly large, Meng Fan was carried into the air, legs drooping, the appearance of being slaughtered, the heart of a piece of despair, only out of the wolf's den, again like a tiger's lair, this granny really is not a good person ah, it looks like he gave himself to this dry corpse, as a gift.
"Gao Ren, Granny Zhang said that you are an immortal, her immortal teacher, if I behave well, you will teach me to tie paper people, my family is poor, I need to learn a trade."
Meng Fan endured and continued to feign on, piously opening his mouth, his eyes were also moist, not because of good acting, but because of the pain coming from his shoulder.
"Jiejie!"
Odd laughter sounded, creepy like, extremely difficult to hear, a coolness enveloped the surroundings.
"You …… believe?"
"I …… I certainly believe." Meng Fan's body trembled a little, raised his head, revealing an expectant gaze, this gaze looks so soft, unusual people see, afraid that it is also a soft heart, some of the requirements, but also can be promised, Moreover, he said softly, "You're an immortal Well, immortals are …… extremely good. "
"Heh."
The dry corpse's tone is mixed with the flavor of irony, in the night to hear some cold and piercing.
"Immortals?"
"Well, can call the wind and rain, scattered beans into soldiers."
"White …… idiot."
That dry corpse tilted his head and looked at the dark night sky, his white eyeballs unexpectedly suddenly became dark, his words mocking.
"Where is there any fairy …… There is just …… the nine ghosts of the netherworld."
Words, walked to the rusty incense burner, stared for a moment, eyes full of memories.
"The body refining furnace …… should also be opened!"
"The old man …… will be you from now on!"
The dry corpse held Meng Fan in one hand and made a hand seal with the other, his mouth chanting-
"Heaven and earth are born together, sweep away filth and offense, refine the nine paths, and return the form to Taijin ……"
"The Dao is learned by the heart, incense burns in the jade furnace, make me live forever, heaven and earth share the same root ……"
"Open!"
The incantation fell, a finger pointed, the ground under the incense burner clicked and cracked, an earth fire suddenly emerged, burning under the incense burner that hadn't been burned for so many long years, beeping and peeling sounds rang out, and a heat wave invaded.
Meng Fan's mind was shocked, staring at the incense burner in a daze, his face was pale, and the cold wind blew by without any feeling.
It turned out that it wasn't some incense burner, it was actually called some kind of corpse refining furnace!
He was going to be replaced by a dry corpse?
He will not be himself anymore?
What a ridiculous feeling!
Zhang granny, was she an accomplice, or was she also deceived?
Being carried in mid-air by the dry corpse, the anger in his heart was even fiercer than the earth fire offered by the dry corpse!
He just wants to live!
Don't push people too far!
A hand instinctively touched the waist ……