Soul-eating Golden Coffin

When he was a few steps away, the old man stood up, holding a shiny item in his hand. He looked quite excited. When I looked closer, I saw that it was a small, silver-white snake.

To call it a snake was indeed a bit too much. At most, it would be the size of an eel, but its color was a bit different.

The old man pinched the snake's head and could not help but feel excited. "You have never seen this kind of snake before, right?" His name was Silver Leopard, and although it was not poisonous, its speed was extremely fast. Even ordinary people would not be able to catch up to him. In order to catch Liu Ming, he had to use the liver of an old hen that had just laid eggs, soak him in medicinal wine for a month, and then stir-fry him with nine special medicinal ingredients in order to attract his attention. If that fellow were to follow the scent to the chicken liver, it would immediately swallow it. Once the chicken liver is swallowed into its mouth, it is hard to digest, so it will become stuck. As a result, the medicinal wine's effect gradually appears, slowly evaporating into its body, and then, this fellow will become drunk, and will be unable to move for three days. "

The old man pointed out to me, and sure enough, there was a small, hard bulge about seven inches above the snake's body. It must be the chicken liver.

The old man took out a small knife and beckoned for Ah Xi to come over. He then took out the snake gall and swallowed it. He then put the snake corpse into the small bamboo basket on his waist.

Shea ate the snake gall and hopped away. When the old man found the snake, he seemed to be in a very good mood. Seeing that I was still confused, he became excited and continued, "This silver skunk is very suspicious, and loves to live at the highest point. Normally, he would never leave the top of the mountain more than five hundred steps away. In order to catch this guy, I first spent a month to prepare chicken liver and then put in nine months of bait before catching this one. Fortunately, the heavens have opened their eyes, allowing this child to have a chance to live. "

"Then what is the use of snake gall? This child... Is there something wrong with it? " I couldn't help but ask the old man.

"Sigh …" The old man sighed, "Have you heard of Buddhist Relics Blood?"

I shook my head blankly. I didn't have any impression of those three words in my mind.

"Within this child's body, there is a flow of Buddhist Relics Blood. It was a very rare blood, at least the only one I had ever seen. Buddhist Relics Blood was a pure Yang being. With this blood, not only would his body be strong, he would also be immune to all kinds of diseases.

However, this child's grandfather walked the path of pure yin. The child had followed him since he was young, and the yin aura on his body had increased day by day. This couldn't be blamed on his grandfather. He only found out about this child's abnormality by chance.

It wasn't until one day, when the child had a nosebleed for no reason and a vein appeared, that his grandfather knew that the situation wasn't looking good. If this goes on, the child will eventually be devoured by Yin Qi and the pure Yang Buddhist Relics Blood will not be able to revive. This means that the child will lose the ability to produce blood. "

"Leukemia?" My heart jolted and I could not help but whisper.

The old man did not notice my words, but continued on by himself: "The gall of this silver gunk, is the savior of the Buddhist Relics Blood. To ordinary people, eating one will at most nourish them a little, but to those who possess Buddhist Relics Blood, it is undoubtedly the second heart. "

"Will he be alright after eating snake gall?" I looked at the carefree Ah Xi who was running in the distance and lamented.

"If we had discovered it a year earlier, maybe this one would have been enough. From the looks of it, one snake gall was only enough for him to live another ten years. When that time came, he would have to find even more fresh snake gall to continue maintaining it. The hard part is that the silver slither took shape a hundred years ago, and this little one is already this hard to find, not to mention the bigger one. "In the next ten years, we will be able to pass. This child is twelve years old this year, and whether or not he can survive past thirty-two will all be up to the past." As the old man spoke, his expression was one of infinite desolation.

When Ah Xi was tired of running and the old man had gathered a lot of herbs, we stepped onto the chain bridge and walked back. Even though I was in a hurry to go back, the situation right now was very different from a dream. I had secretly tried all sorts of methods, but not only did I not wake up, I was in so much pain that my mouth was split open.

This section of the cave was not very long, only twisted and turned. Moreover, there were no man-made cracks, so it should have been naturally formed. After a few bends, we emerged from the belly of the mountain. As I stood at the entrance of the cave, I felt the Shan Jia Village that the old man spoke of beneath my feet. It was at this time, just as it was dusk, smoke was rising from the roofs of the houses, and the fragrance of food finally made me think of the word 'hungry'. I followed Zhang Shan into the cave for the greater part of the night, not even having the chance to drink saliva, let alone eat food. I don't even know if I still have the scones I bought before I went in.

Still, I wondered if I could even dream of feeling hungry.

The old man was in the first yard of the cave. It was a bit exaggerated to call it a yard. The crooked bamboo poles created a space of one hundred square meters. A house built with a mixture of thatch and clay tiles was located in the middle of an open space. Only the herbs in front of the house with a bamboo comb and bamboo comb were able to identify the owner.

After entering the room, the old man didn't have any intention of cooking. Instead, he went straight down to the stove, took out three bowls of noodle soup from the big iron pot, placed them on the table, and ate them together with Ah Xi.

Even though I was hungry, I still hesitated as I looked at the bowl of paste that could already be kneaded into shape. The old man saw my embarrassment and stood up. He went back to the stove and came back with a bowl of what looked hard and pushed it in front of me.

I took a closer look and saw that it was actually half a bowl of Red Braised Meat.

Ah Xi also stopped eating. Looking at the bowl in front of me, her throat kept moving. It was obvious that she was swallowing her saliva. But the old man tapped him on the head with his chopsticks to indicate that he was not to look again, and Shea had to lower her head to eat her bowl.

At this point, my nose suddenly felt sour. I picked up the bowl of "pasta paste" and wolfed it down. As for the Red Braised Meat in front of him, it didn't move at all.

Maybe I'm really hungry. This bowl of noodles is so much better than I thought. After dinner, Ah Xi was put to bed. Mountaineers generally do not allow their children to go out at night. I was sitting at the table, bored, when the old man came over with a steaming cup of tea and sat down across the table.

The old man pushed the teacup in front of me and looked me in the eyes. He said seriously, "Hundred Herb Garden is a dead end. Since you suddenly appeared in the cave, I think you should know how you got here. If there's anything I can do for you, just say so. You're a kind-hearted young man, as you can see from dinner. "Rest assured, as long as I can do it, I will definitely help you!"

"I …" I was a little confused and didn't know what to say. After thinking for a moment, I asked the old man, "Have you heard of the Corpse Supporting Spell?"

"Hehe, I knew you weren't simple." The old man smiled knowingly. First, it's the Dao of the Underworld, and then it's the Corpse Supporting Spell. Let me see your wrist. "

I pulled off my long-sleeved T-shirt, revealing the Inaction Imprint.

"As expected, if it wasn't Palmprint Holder, how would I know about this?" The old man had known it would be like this.

"Could it be that you …" I didn't expect the old man to know so much.

"I'm not." The old man indicated for me to take a sip of tea and continued, "Palmprint Holder's identity is mysterious. If the other party didn't reveal it to you voluntarily or unintentionally, don't ask randomly."

"Oh …" I didn't know what to say, so I took a cup of tea and sipped on it.

The tea was dark red in color and had a salty taste. It couldn't really be considered tasty, but since someone had brought it over, I couldn't say anything. I could only sip it.

"Do you want to know how to break the Corpse Supporting Spell?" The old man saw that I was silent and gave me a shot of medicine.

"You know?" When I heard this, my whole body shook. I grabbed the old man's arm and looked at him eagerly, like a man walking in the night would see a light in the distance.

"Hehe, the Corpse Supporting Spell has a tough skin and is invulnerable to swords and spears. Although I don't know how you managed to provoke it, it wasn't easy to break it. But there is one thing that is truly the nemesis of the Corpse Supporting Spell. " The old man let me hold him, still smiling as he spoke.

"What is it?" I can't wait to know, my heart is in my throat.

The old man stopped smiling and did not answer me. Instead, he raised his hand and pointed towards the room.

"Ah Xi?" Can he break the Corpse Supporting Spell? " I couldn't believe it.

"There's something special about him that can lower the power of the Corpse Supporting Spell." The old man stared at me, enunciating each word.

"You mean …" Buddhist Relics Blood? " I finally understood what the old man meant. I can't live for myself and take the blood of a strange child, can I? Besides, who knows how many Buddhist Relics Blood would be needed to subdue that monster. If so, wouldn't that be taking Ah Xi's life?

"You don't have to worry about that, because even if we give it to you, you won't be able to take it away." The old man handed over a mirror.

"What for?" I took the mirror in confusion, not understanding the old man's intentions.

"Look at yourself, what's the difference?" The old man pointed to the mirror, indicating that I should take a look.

Looking at himself in the mirror, he had thick eyebrows and a big nose. Other than the beard and dark circles under his eyes, which had grown a little gaunt over the past two days, everything else was fine …

Wait! My Eye... Why is it gray?

His pupils, which should have been black, now emitted a lifeless gray color that was turbid and indistinct.

"Do you know why?" The old man saw that I had noticed something strange, so he continued, "Because you are not complete. What is here is only your soul. And your body is not here. "

My body is not here? How did I get here? Where was I before I got here?

All the memories began to blur.

"You have stayed here for too long. You must leave as soon as possible. Although I do not know what exactly happened to you, Buddhist Relics Blood is the only way to break through the Corpse Supporting Spell. After we return, come to the Taihang Mountain of northern Henan and find this child's grandfather. He might have a way. " The old man kept telling me.

"Go …" How? "Where to?" The old man didn't remind me, but it didn't matter. At this moment, I was getting more and more confused.

"Go where you need to go. Drink some tea and set off." The tone of the old man's voice became soft and slow, giving off a drowsy feeling.

My upper and lower eyelids were already starting to fight.

"Remember, this child's grandfather is called Zhang Shixun. "Only he can save you …" Before the old man could finish, I fell asleep on the table.

Zhang Shixun... What a familiar name … Zhang Shan... Old Man Zhang! That child called Ah Xi turned out to be Zhang Shan! No wonder they looked so similar!