The Trick of Longevity, Paper-cutting Becomes a Spirit

Chapter 32 Daoist Guangyuan (seeking tickets)

Seeing the scene in front of him, Lu Qian was stunned.

If it wasn't for the little rabbit who couldn't speak, the word "grass" might have spewed out of his mouth.

Lu Qian never expected that what he saw through the perspective of the little rabbit was this scene!
Dim room, red coffin, dark corner.

In such a strange picture, there is a piercing and cheerful singing voice.

Daoist Guangyuan's young apprentice had an extremely ugly face, but one small hand was still held high, and the arm seemed to be trembling because of weakness.

With the candlelight she held in her hand, it kept shaking.

After a while, with Daoist Guangyuan's violent operation, he finally stopped singing and let out a long breath.

After a while, he got up from the coffin and jumped to the ground.

When he landed, his leg was tilted and he almost fell, but fortunately he was supported by his little apprentice.

However, in order to help him, she lost the candlestick in her hand.

The candlestick fell to the ground and the candle flame went out.

In the room, it suddenly went dark.

At this moment, the house was pitch black, only the doorway and the oil lamps hanging on the two pillars were left, emitting a pea-sized light, which could only illuminate a small area.

But the location where the two coffins were located was completely dark.

With Lu Qian's eyesight, he could only see the faint shadows of the two coffins and the two people beside the coffins.

After a while, Daoist Guangyuan suddenly let out a burst of "hehehehe" laughter.

There was a trace of lack of breath in this laugh.

I only heard him say with a smile: "Little lady, wait for my Daoist to rest for a while, and I will be lucky to see you again."

Hearing the word "little lady", Lu Qian's heart clicked.

Sure enough, he guessed right.

This Taoist priest is really...

dog.

After these words, silence returned to the dimly lit room.

It's been a while.

"Come on, let me, Daoist, lift it up again and fight again."

After Taoist Guangyuan finished speaking, his little apprentice gave a very reluctant "hmm".

In the darkness, Lu Qian could only see a very vague figure that almost merged with the night.

As for the specific movements of the two, it is almost completely unclear.

Then, Dao Guangyuan let out a long breath and let out a comfortable "hmm".

Lu Qian was a little speechless. Such an absurd scene was not what he wanted to watch when he switched his perspective.

He waited for a while, and when nothing else happened, he cut off the little rabbit's vision.

Returning to the familiar room, Lu Qian opened his eyes, and there was a dim light in front of him.

Not long after, Lu Qian picked up the "Golden Ling Sword Art" placed on the bedside and read it.

Although his movements were not big, but a little sound also woke Zuo Qiuling awake.

She raised her head, looked at Lu Qian, and asked in surprise, "Aren't you going to sleep?"

Lu Qian moved his body and said, "I can't sleep, why don't you go to sleep first."

Zuo Qiuling curled her lips, but did not speak.

Although Lu Qian was lying on his bed with a book in his hand, he still couldn't help but see the picture of the morgue in his mind.

In my mind, it seemed that the scene in the morgue was deduced simultaneously.

In the picture presented in his mind, Daoist Guangyuan climbed into another coffin and sang a joyful song again.

Thinking of this scene, Lu Qian couldn't help feeling a chill all over his body.

He suddenly remembered something, and asked, "By the way, did you see the appearance of those two female corpses today?"

Zuo Qiuling said: "That's right, when they changed clothes today, they helped the female corpse to sit up, and I only saw their faces."

Lu Qian asked curiously: "What do they... look like?"

"Um……"

Zuo Qiuling thought for a while before saying, "Very young and beautiful."

"pretty?"

Well, young and beautiful.only……

Lu Qian was a little surprised. No matter how beautiful a woman is, after turning into a corpse, I am afraid that these two words can no longer be used to describe her.

Zuo Qiuling nodded, and said, "Yes. They should have put on makeup, and their faces are still flushed. They don't look like they are dead, but they seem to be asleep."

Hearing this sentence, Lu Qian's heart moved suddenly, and he said, "You mean, they didn't turn into corpses, didn't they become zombies?"

"Zombie?"

Zuo Qiuling was stunned for a while, and then she said with some doubts: "I...I...I haven't seen what a zombie looks like, but...it doesn't look like it."

She paused, and then said: "Although their faces are a little pale, they don't seem to be very different from normal people."

After hearing this, Lu Qian laughed and said, "Why, what do you mean, they might be alive?"

They put two big living people into coffins, and put paper clothes on them?

This ridiculous thought flashed across Lu Qian's mind.

However, just when this thought crossed his mind and was about to disappear——

Lu Qian sat up suddenly, his face turned livid, and his expression was extremely solemn.

He was preconceived, and naturally thought that if the two were packed in a coffin, they would naturally be corpses.

However, according to Zuo Qiuling, from the appearance of these two female corpses, they must be corpses that have not been buried for a long time, and the time of death will definitely not be too long.

In this case, how could there be such a big puddle of water seeping out from under their coffins?
That pool of water, what exactly is "water"?
Conversely, what if the two female corpses are not corpses?
A person, for some reason, was unconscious until she lost her breath, but she was still alive.

In this case, she has the possibility of incontinence.

According to this line of thought, the origin of the puddle of water can be easily explained.

Because of the incontinence, the coffin became wet and urine dripped out.

A corpse, on the other hand, is not incontinent.

Thinking of this, Lu Qian became more and more puzzled.

He thought about it, and was still ready to find out.

Immediately, he didn't even bother to call Zuo Qiuling to say hello, and lay down again, closing his eyes.

His field of vision turned into the paper spirit bunny again.

After a brief moment of darkness, "it"'s gaze regained its clarity.

Immediately, Lu Qian was surprised to find that the light in the morgue was much brighter than before.

Two red coffins suddenly appeared in Lu Qian's field of vision, more eye-catching than when he saw them before.

The coffin was very stable and did not shake, and the figure of Daoist Guangyuan was not found in it.

"Ok?"

Lu Qian was a little surprised, is it over so soon?
"Daozhang, how about the sacrifice?"

In Lu Qian's ear, he heard a strange voice.

This is the voice of a middle-aged man. Although the voice is very peaceful, there is still a trace of inadvertent majesty in the peaceful voice.

Obviously, the person who spoke was someone who had been in a superior position for a long time, or someone who was used to giving orders.

And what he said was "sacrifice"?
As soon as Lu Qian turned his gaze, he saw that in the center of the room, between the two pillars, Daoist Guangyuan stood there with his little apprentice, as if they were meeting someone.

It's a pity that the person standing opposite them was blocked by the pillar, so that Lu Qian couldn't see him.

Daoist Guangyuan stood there and said nonchalantly, "Very well, everything is normal."

The previous voice said again: "Then please trouble the Taoist priest a lot. Take the pills for them on time, right?"

Daoist Guangyuan smiled "hehe" and said, "Don't worry. The day after tomorrow, I will definitely satisfy the old man."

"Well, that's good. The Taoist priest also rested earlier, so don't work too hard."

"Ah."

After finishing speaking, Lu Qian saw that the man who had just appeared in the morgue and talked to Daoist Guangyuan walked towards the door.

Behind the pillar he left, a figure appeared in Lu Qian's vision.

This is a very tall man, wearing a maroon robe.

I don't know if it's because the light is too dark, but his head and side and back, falling into Lu Qian's eyes, are a little blurry, not as clear as his body.

He took two steps, then stopped suddenly, turned his head slowly, and looked in the direction where Lu Qian was standing.

His frontal face completely appeared in Lu Qian's field of vision and became face to face with him.

Seeing his face at a glance, Lu Qian only felt that his heart suddenly tightened and almost stopped beating!

(End of this chapter)