I'm just an ordinary Taoist priest

Chapter 42
The man turned his head around and kept bending down, as if there was a thousand taels of gold on the ground, which caught his sight.

Master Zhang yelled several times at the entrance of the cave, but the head did not respond.

"Lin Jingyuan, I'm going in."

Master Zhang finally shouted again, holding a sharp sword, and stepped into the cave.

A layer of red light was like a veil, sprinkled on Mr. Zhang, and everyone's hearts were lifted. They watched Mr. Zhang cautiously and on tiptoe jumping over the ravines, walking up the steps, cautiously not approaching the sarcophagus, and moving inch by inch. To the end of the sarcophagus.

Seeing that he opened his mouth to shout something, he finally took out a six-foot-long black ruler from his sleeve and slammed it on the head.

"what!"

There was a huge scream, and the sound was still echoing in the cave, and it lingered for a long time.

Lin Fengxue rolled over directly.

Master Zhang opened his mouth to shout at them again, but the voice could not be heard for some reason, and was completely covered by the reverberating sound of screams.

"Look at the gesture, it's for us to pass."

Jing Yuan from the Vulcan Sect, named Zhou Jiuye, strode into it, and the others followed suit.

Strange to say, when they hadn't stepped into the cave, the reverberating screams could be heard endlessly, but once they entered, it stopped.

Master Zhang's voice became more and more clear: "This Lin Jingyuan is fascinated by the way of numerology on the ground, and that's why he looks like this."

"There is no one in this cave, and there should be no mechanism, but everyone should be careful, and work in groups of two. Don't all get together."

"Brother Zhuge, come and take a look, don't get too addicted."

He said to let everyone disperse, but everyone went straight to the coffin.

There are so many things arranged in this cave, isn't it essentially for the things in the coffin?

Mr. Zhang saw a group of people rushing over, and hurriedly shouted: "Don't come all over, there are only corpses inside, there is nothing to see, someone should be refining corpses here."

Hearing Mr. Zhang's words, everyone stopped and lined up. Only Fafang Qing went to flip through the books on the shelf.

"Curiosity is very strong." Gu Yao, who was at the bottom of the queue, muttered.

Beside him was Yu Qiuyi, who said with a faint smile at this moment: "There is such a big battle here, everyone is naturally curious, besides refining corpses is also a forbidden technique, except for a few people who can practice according to the order, the rest can be done by everyone Kill, we haven't encountered it in so many years, so we are naturally more curious."

"This thing can still be cultivated according to the order?" Gu Yao didn't expect it.

According to his understanding, isn't it all about killing people and rewarding them for practicing forbidden arts?
"Except for the extremely cruel forbidden techniques, such as the Red and White Shuangsha, most of the forbidden techniques are practiced by Jing Yesi who chooses mentally tough people, including those that manipulate people's hearts and memory."

"This is also Jing Yesi's method of attracting geniuses. For example, if you, Gu Yao, pass the Tianyan Stone and are measured as the top three grades, and you are willing to join Jing Yesi later, and investigate for half a year, there is a high probability that the higher authorities will reward you with forbidden techniques."

"Of course, once you practice, you will be subject to stricter management."

Gu Yao turned his head and watched the two of them nodding contentedly as they walked down the steps, and said in a low voice, "It's control, I suspect that after practicing those forbidden techniques, there is a high probability that they will be under surveillance for the rest of their lives."

"However, Fellow Daoist Fish, aren't you also a third-grade talent? Do you also practice forbidden techniques?" Gu Yao asked curiously as he spoke.

Yu Qiuyi smiled but said nothing.

This is the default now.

It seems that these Jingyuan should all have skills, Yu Qiuyi has forbidden skills and contacts, that Lin Fengxue is proficient in strange sects, and the remaining two people should also have their own uniqueness.

As he was thinking, the people in front of him had already satisfied their curiosity and left one after another.

Before stepping up the steps, Gu Yao quietly took out two talisman papers, and stuck them on the inside of his wrists while Yu Qiuyi was not paying attention, then walked up, first looking at the three people in front of the sarcophagus.

Zhuge Jun was already kneeling on the ground, his face almost touching the ground, rubbing the ground in front of the coffin, Master Zhang was pinching Lin Fengxue from behind, he was shot in the head by Master Zhang, rolled down and hit again with a scream In the end, I fainted.

Mr. Zhang is destroying his own criminal evidence, trying his best to eliminate the big bag on Lin Fengxue's head.

After Gu Yuan understood it, he looked into the sarcophagus.

It was a middle-aged man wearing a golden python robe, with a long beard and a serene face. It seemed that he died calmly and without pain.

"This should be a prince, but I haven't heard of a prince passing away in Dazhou recently?" Yu Qiuyi said.

Gu Yao didn't say a word, but just took a closer look, saw the corpse's nails were white, especially long and sharp, and then went down without saying a word.

Yu Qiuyi took a closer look, then changed direction and continued to look.

"Refining a corpse must make it stiff. I remember it was recorded in the book that the poison of a zombie is attached to the teeth, nails, and blood. It is also a must to judge the temperature of a zombie. Zombie poison is also a test point."

"But the one above is not poisonous at all. Did he fail?"

"So just slipped away?"

"There are also Buddha statues and Wutongshen, where are they?"

Gu Yao was very preoccupied. Ever since he saw the portrait of the saint thief, he was extremely irritable.

One step at a time, two steps came to Fafang Qing's side, only to see that Fafang Qing's brows were furrowed tightly, and the veins on his hands burst out.

"Uncle Fang, relax your hands, don't crush the book, or go and see the long experience of refining corpses?" Gu Yao whispered.

Fafang Qing suddenly closed his eyes, took a deep breath and said, "You are so courageous, you are such a powerful saint thief."

"what happened?"

"Here are all ledgers, ledgers stolen by saints."

"Huh? The saint thief still uses the ledger?"

Do rebels have to pay taxes these days?
"Of course, rebels also need to pay salaries, eat and drink, and practice spells. Naturally, money is needed." Fafang Qing put the books in his hands on the bookshelf.

"They are in the printing business. Looking at the ledger, they have wiped half of the oil on the erotic pictures. That's why they attacked Master Hou."

"And that's not all. I found a few volumes of erotic pictures here, and then found that the place where the picture should be signed is actually a message."

He took out another scroll, spread it out and pointed, "Look, there are two demons in clear water, and the young king has come out."

"It was only recently published, and they came here because of the news of this volume."

Gu Yao nodded: "So that's the case. It is understandable for Master Hou to be controlled. As the largest businessman in Guangling Mansion, he may even be the top erotic businessman in Da Zhou. There are no practitioners in his family, so he is the best match."

Fang Qing took a few deep breaths, grabbed the ledger and went to find Mr. Zhang.

At this moment, Yu Qiuyi suddenly pulled Zhuge Jun who was licking the floor and jumped off the high platform.

"Back away quickly, there is a real coffin under this sarcophagus."

"The one above is an illusion, and the refined corpse is below."

After she landed, the sarcophagus on the high platform popped out suddenly, and the man's body bounced high and hit the door heavily, torn apart.

The dense red lines in the air suddenly trembled, and the bells above were ringing non-stop.

A gust of dark wind blew by, and the densely packed red candles in the cave were all extinguished.

The cave was plunged into quiet darkness, and Gu Yao unconsciously held his breath.

A silver light hangs from directly above the cave,
A red light rises from the coffin,

The two rays of light converged in the air, turning into a red and silver Tai Chi.

"Boom."

"Boom."

"Boom."

(End of this chapter)