Chapter 77: Thousand-year blood corpse

Chapter 77: Thousand-year blood corpse

An hour later, the car drove to the door of the hotel.

All the check-in and luggage were done by the driver who drove. Su Yunshao was taken to the top floor by Xiao Cheng, where a room was temporarily converted into a conference room.

The door opened, revealing the stalemate inside.

Seeing Su Yunshao, a stranger outside the door, and looking at Xiao Cheng's position, he clearly came here as a guide.

The eyes of everyone could not help but change.

They all came here on their own initiative or were invited by Gao Ran after hearing about a strange incident in Panshi Town, and Minister Gao Ran of the special department was injured because of it.

Whether it's for fame or for what purpose, there is no doubt that they all have some special means. They are the best in the industry, and naturally they have the arrogance that a master should have.

It's so time!

Gao Ran was tired of mediating among this group of people, and hurriedly stood up: "Introduction, this is my friend Su Yunshao, she is good at drawing talismans."

As soon as they heard that the area they were good at was drawing talismans, everyone looked at Su Yunshao with less hostility, and some even became more friendly.

"I just said that Minister Gao has invited so many people, why is there no one who is good at drawing talismans." The woman in black sat lazily on the single sofa, looking at her bright red nails intently, "Isn't it coming? ?"

Because the woman in black was the first to speak out, Su Yunshao was the first to look at her, and then glanced around normally, taking in the faces, breaths, and positions of everyone in the house.

The thousand-year-old zombies appeared in the sky, attracting many celestial masters, Taoists and monks.

Among them, Su Yunshao was unfamiliar, and some she felt familiar. The woman in black was the one she was familiar with.

Guo Wanqing, with a peach wood sword in her left hand and a copper coin sword in her right hand, is a female Celestial Master with strong business ability.

She has a beautiful face and a flat figure. She doesn't follow her own advantages. She has to dress up in a coquettish direction. She likes black silk and red the most, and likes to tease and collect beautiful men.

These are all personal hobbies, and there is nothing to blame. The most criticized thing about her is that the apprentices she accepts are all beautiful men, and they take them wherever they go.

Want Su Yunshao to say that this is at most a matter of personal morality, and there is no room for others to talk about it, but it is a pity that every time they meet Guo Wanqing, she will unilaterally transmit to her various experiences of accepting beautiful men, and she is so enthusiastic that she wants to run away when she sees it.

Fortunately, Su Yunshao knew and was familiar with Guo Wanqing more than ten years later. Today, Guo Wanqing is still a fledgling little Celestial Master, not surrounded by handsome men, and is refreshing.

"Do fellow Daoists are good at attacking talismans, defending talismans, or assisting talismans?" The person who asked the question was a man wearing a Taoist robe and a Taoist bun, with a little goatee and looking like he was fifty or sixty years old.

This person Su Yunshao also knew, the senior brother of the head of the Qingshan faction, the Hengzi generation Hengshu Taoist, and he was good at formation. At this time, Daoist Hengshu's right hand is still in good condition, and there is no damage.

"All will be."

Hengshu gave a salute: "The thousand-year-old zombie Taoism is very deep, and the blessings and disasters of this trip are unpredictable. I also bothered Daoist Su to prepare some more talismans. The poor Taoist Qingshan faction Hengshu would like to thank you here."

"The Taoist priest is very polite." Su Yunshao returned with Taoist etiquette.

"Friend Su is a Taoist disciple?" a young monk in a Buddhist robe with a bald head and no scars asked, "Amitabha, a little monk Huixin, a fellow Daoist with such merits, shouldn't be a disciple of my Buddhist school that specializes in meritocracy. ?"

"Monk, what you said is wrong. Having merit does not mean cultivating merit." Guo Wanqing's bright red nails were printed on her lips, and she looked at Huixin and said with a smile, "Don't I have it too?"

Out of courtesy, when Guo Wanqing spoke, Hui Xin looked at her, and when she finished speaking, Hui Xin immediately looked away.

"The merits are also divided into big merits and minor merits. What Daoyou Guo has is small merits, and what Daoyou Su has is great merits."

Apart from Buddhism, other sects pay little attention to merit, let alone the difference between merit and size.

Su Yunshao knew that, but all the merits she had obtained before were used to repair the judge's pen, because she didn't bring the judge's pen when she went to the island, and the merits that she gained from catching Zeng Xiaoyun inadvertently saving people were retained on her body.

"I'm not a Daoist disciple, and I don't cultivate merit. If I remember correctly, the merits of saving people are small merits?"

Although she was speaking in a questioning tone, looking at her eyes, she was very sure of the result.

"It's a small merit." Huixin chanted the Buddha's name, leaning aside and stopped talking.

Others are not interested in merit, so they do not continue the topic.

These people just arrived yesterday and today. Gao Ran introduced them one by one. They only mentioned their names, factions, and expertise. Most of them were unknown to Su Yunshao.

In addition to Guo Wanqing, Heng Shu, and Hui Xin, there was another person she knew: Fang Youde.

He was born in the ghost-controlling sect and rebelled against the ghost-controlling sect. He used the ghosts under his command as a one-time tool, and fed them to other ghosts if they were injured or damaged.

Ghosts are human when they are alive. This practice is the same as feeding people with humans. It is against morality. The elders of the Ghost Control Sect repeatedly discouraged him to no avail, so he had to be expelled from the Ghost Control Sect.

Later, Fang Youde used this extreme approach to feed the ghost king reserve.

It is said that it is a reserve, not because the ghost king's position is limited, and it needs to be inherited after the previous ghost king dies, but the ability of the ghost has not reached the realm of the ghost king.

Su Yunshao's gaze lightly swept over the string of acacia wood bracelets on Fang Youde's wrist.

Sophora japonica belongs to the yin, and it is a very good tool for nourishing the soul and collecting the soul. It has been specially refined by Fang Youde, and it has become a treasure of high quality. It is difficult to see what is hidden in it with the naked eye.

I don't know if there are ghost king reserves in it.

Fang Youde felt something, and suddenly glanced in the direction of Su Yunshao, only to see her eyes drooping slightly, as if in a trance and thinking.

After the introduction, everyone sat down again.

Gao Ran led Su Yunshao to sit beside him, there were not enough seats in the room, Xiao Cheng stood silently behind Gao Ran and Su Yunshao.

This behavior attracted the attention of Guo Wanqing, Hengshu, Huixin, and Fang Youde.

The four of them had a scruple in their hearts, and they didn't mention a word on their faces, just waiting and listening quietly like the others.

Gao Ran: "Everyone is here, let's talk about the situation under the tomb. This is what the archaeological team took with the camera, only part of it."

The members of the special department drew the curtains, turned off the lights, turned on the projector and played a pitch-black video.

The video footage, with low visibility and frequent camera shake, was recorded from the entrance to the tomb.

At the entrance, the members of the archaeological team were excited to identify the lines on the tomb, guess which dynasty the tomb belonged to and which big man, and talked about various historical evidences that they could not understand.

As the archaeological team walked inside, they did not encounter a person who came down before, and their voices became less and less. Until a certain moment, screams sounded, the camera shakes violently, and the picture disappears with the rapid gasping sound.

"It's gone?" Guo Wanqing was only incredulous. "From the perspective of time, it took less than two minutes for them to enter the tomb, and they haven't gone far yet, so why are they gone?"

Gao Ran nodded, and the members of the department cast the photo that was obviously taken from the video on the screen, zoomed in and zoomed in again.

Gao Ran pointed to the photo and said, "Here, do you see it? Blood stains."

Everyone stared at the red patch that was still a little blurry after processing. Do you think it was blood? Fine.

A piece of red suddenly appeared on a piece of blue-grey stone brick. It was really strange, and there was no other explanation other than blood.

Gao Ran said: "After I received the news, I made a calculation based on the birth dates of all the members of the archaeological team, and found that they were not dead. When I rushed outside the tomb to test again, one was already dead. I took the members down, just now. Walking to a gate, the gate opened, and the Millennium Zombie flew out."

Zombies are a very rare type, because the conditions for formation are not easy to achieve.

After a person dies, the body loses the soul and becomes a corpse, which will rot. In order to become a zombie, the corpse must gather enough yin, not see sunlight, not meet yang, cold but not rotten, and yin but not rotten.

Now that cremation has been advocated for many years, the zombies that can appear are all left over from the previous burial period. The earliest burials can be traced back thousands of years, and the older the zombies, the more powerful they are.

Fortunately, the soulless corpse is stiff and stiff, without thinking, unable to bend, and unable to move, so there are corpses who drive away zombies by ringing bells.

Thoughtless zombies only act by instinct, and it is better to deal with them better, but if the zombies have thoughts by chance, they are invulnerable to swords and guns, and they have corpse qi, then it is a super killer.

Zombies are also divided into red, green, and white zombies because of the color of their hair. The most powerful of them is the blood zombie, which is extremely aggressive and can command other zombies to attack the target together.

Unfortunately, the thousand-year-old zombies under this tomb are blood corpses.

Gao Ran took off the long-sleeved jacket he was wearing in summer, revealing his blackened left arm, "I hid a little slower, my left hand was injured by a zombie, I'm afraid I can't help you for the time being."

Xiao Cheng's mouth pursed tightly, he wanted to say: It's not like that!

Gao Ran became the head of the special department at a young age, so naturally he had two brushes. It wasn't that he was hurt a little by hiding, but Gao Ran helped him to protect him, otherwise he would have been caught by the zombies in the melee.

But what the truth is, these people here will not care, what they care about most is...

Guo Wanqing: "Minister Gao, can you suppress it?"

"I took them out immediately after the injury, and took emergency measures. The corpse gas will not disperse for the time being." Gao Ran knew what they were worried about, and said quickly, "Don't worry, if you find that the corpse gas tends to disperse, I will This hand will definitely be cut off before the corpse is transformed."

A thousand-year-old zombie or a blood corpse is already busy enough. If one more corpse transforms into him, and he suddenly gives it a chance, from a friendly army to a spy, one bites one, then they all have to finish.

The others didn't have the means or confidence to deal with the corpse qi, and didn't say anything, only Heng Shu and Hui Xin stepped forward to examine it carefully.

Hengshu shook his head and stepped back, "My formation can't do it."

Gao Ran and Xiao Cheng looked at Hui Xin, Hui Xin came from Buddhism, maybe it could restrain the evil corpse qi.

Huixin folded her hands together and recited a passage of scriptures.

His voice was very clear, and every scripture read out was like a small brush, gently brushing away people's desires and distractions, making people's minds bright and comfortable.

After reading the scriptures, Hui Xin opened her eyes and saw that the corpse qi was still firmly lingering on Gao Ran's wounds, but it was only contained a little, but not expelled.

"Sorry, the monk's cultivation is still shallow, and it is not enough to deal with it."

It would be a lie to say that he is not disappointed, but Gao Ran was already mentally prepared, and smiled when he heard the words, "Thank you, Master, I am much better."

Xiao Cheng's eyes were full of disappointment that could not be concealed, and when he took his eyes off Gao Ran, he caught a glimpse of Su Yunshao beside him, and his heart moved.

Su Yunshao can draw all kinds of talismans, maybe...

Just thinking about it, Fang Youde nodded to Su Yunshao: "Why don't you ask our Master Fu Lu about this kind of thing?"

This sound drew everyone's attention.

Su Yunshao glanced at him lightly, and said to Xiao Cheng, "Glutinous rice, yellow talisman, and cinnabar."

"I'll go right away!" Xiao Cheng was overjoyed, turned around and ran.

Gao Ran was dumbfounded, "Yun Shao, can you?"

When the words came out, he realized that his voice had become hoarse.

He was mentally prepared for the worst of losing an arm. Who knew that Liu An Hua Ming You Village might not be disabled?

"Try it." After all, it was a thousand-year-old blood corpse that Su Yunshao had never encountered before. She wasn't sure how it would work, so she didn't say too much.

Rao is so, it is also a hope, Gao Ran nodded, and there was hope in his heart.

Others are waiting.

It is not only the result of waiting for Xiao Cheng to return with the glutinous rice yellow talisman cinnabar, but also the result of waiting for Su Yunshao to deal with the corpse qi.

No one can guarantee that they will be unscathed in the battle with the thousand-year-old blood corpse. If there is a way to deal with the corpse qi, they can let go of their hands and feet during the battle, and there is no need to avoid so much.

The waiting process was too difficult, and Gao Ran had to find a topic to talk about.

"Yun Shao, I heard that glutinous rice can cure zombies and corpse qi. I also tried using glutinous rice after I came back, but the corpse qi that can be sucked out is limited."

Su Yunshao: "The glutinous rice is just a carrier with some effect, and it cannot be completely relied on to cure corpse qi."

How can a zombie be afraid of sticky rice?

If you really want that, ordinary people can kill zombies with a handful of glutinous rice. What do people in Xuanmen need to do?

Hearing that she seemed to have treatment ideas, everyone secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

In less than ten minutes, Xiao Cheng and the department members came back sweating profusely with what Su Yunshao wanted.

Su Yunshao instructed them to spread the glutinous rice flat in the sun, while he mixed the cinnabar and drew talismans on the cleaned table.

There was only one talisman the size of a slap in total, and she took two minutes to draw five pieces in a row.

Everyone stared at her without blinking, and saw that she was holding the yellow talisman with one hand, her lips slightly opened, and she waved her hand. A faint blue flame burned on the yellow talisman. The flame was not hot, but rather cold. .

"Minghuo!" Huixin and Fang Youde called out.

Su Yunshao ignored them and threw the burning yellow talisman into the glutinous rice that was exposed to the sun.

The glutinous rice, which was clearly not watered with any oil, was roaring, and the glutinous rice was quickly burned into a pile of white powder, and the twenty-pound glutinous rice was burned into a pitiful small handful in the blink of an eye.

Su Yunshao grabbed a handful and sprinkled it on Gao Ran's wound. The white powder fell down and turned black. After sweeping away, sprinkle it again.

Again and again, until the last handful of white powder was used up, the black color on the wound disappeared and became the normal flesh color.

"The corpse gas is gone?" Guo Wanqing rubbed her eyes to confirm that it was not a hallucination, and gave Su Yunshao a thumbs up, "Sister, with you, my elder sister can feel more at ease fighting the blood corpse."

Guo Wanqing is the main attacking Celestial Master. She still uses a sword. To a large extent, she undertakes the melee work of fighting **** corpses. Isn't she the most dangerous person?

Rao is so, she didn't say a word to quit after seeing Gao Ran's arm wound.

Su Yunshao smiled and said, "I will prepare more."

Gao Ran moved his arm, and only felt a little pain from the broken flesh, and the feeling of being in an ice cellar was really gone!

"Yun Shao, thank you!"

True gratitude is difficult to express in words, but Gao Ran just said in his heart: As long as you can use my place in the future, even if you give this arm back to you, that's what it should be!

Xiao Cheng's eyelashes were dripping with tears. This thirteen-year-old boy had no psychological shadow that might have caused his elder brother's disability. His psychological ups and downs were so great that he almost cried.

He didn't say anything, and looked at Su Yunshao with a little more admiration and admiration in his eyes.

After Gao Ran, Su Yunshao is his second idol!

The meeting continues.

This move of Su Yunshao not only relieved everyone's worries of corpse qi, but also made them understand the level of Master Fu Lu, and their hearts were more confident.

On this basis, they can take a more risky way of fighting.

The meeting lasted for a full three hours, during which everyone listed all the possibilities of encountering a thousand-year-old blood corpse, cracked them one by one, and arranged and combined everyone's cooperation methods.

As for Su Yunshao, everyone asked her only one thing: to draw more characters.

Zombies live in damp and cold places. Night is their active time. During the day, when the sun is in full swing, zombies will behave slightly slower.

Therefore, everyone decided to go to the tomb at ten o'clock tomorrow, and before six o'clock, no matter what, they must withdraw.

The entire eight hours of combat time, if it is not enough to destroy the zombie, then we can only call on the people of the Xuanmen all over the country to fight together, and the wheel battle will kill it!

After returning to the room, Hui Xin was unable to calm down after meditating for a long time. He sighed and laughed at himself: "Huixin, Hui Xin, it's a shame that you are still a member of Yuanshan Temple's Hui character, but you really can't afford the word 'hui'."

There were distracting thoughts in her heart and she couldn't meditate. Huixin hesitated for a long time, and finally picked up her mobile phone and called the junior brother, "Junior brother, is the master meditating?"

"Master should be chanting scriptures at this time, what's wrong with brother?"

"I'm a little confused..."

"Senior Brother Huixin, are you serious?" The younger brother was extremely surprised.

"Um."

"Brother, wait!" The younger brother hurried out the door.

When Huixin heard the voice, she knew that the younger brother was going to disturb the master to recite the scriptures, so he hurriedly shouted "don't go! Super-big problem!"

Hui Xin: "..." You are really my own junior and senior brother. If your voice is louder, you will be able to shout out to the entire division.

After Master finished reading that sentence, he took the phone and said, "Hui Xin, are you in trouble?"

"It's not a super super problem, it's just a super character at most." Hui Xin tugged at the Buddha beads and confided her confusion to Master, "Master, I met a female Taoist friend in Panshi Town, who is not my Buddhist disciple but very Understand the common sense of Buddhism, have great merits but insist that you have only small merits."

"you look at it?"

"I..." Huixin lowered her head like a child in trouble, "I'm really curious. Looking at her with Buddha eyes, fellow Daoists are full of cause and effect. Lifelines and career lines are all messed up. Only the marriage line is very clear."

Master did not accuse Huixin of using the Buddha's eyes to see people casually. Just by listening to the results of the Buddha's eyes, you can understand why Huixin did this.

"Any more?"

Hui Xin said solemnly, "Buddha's eyes have also been opened."

Master was stunned, has it come to this point?

The younger brother cried out, "Isn't it only possible for us Buddhist disciples to open the Buddha's eyes? In our generation, only Senior Brother Huixin can open it, and that person is not my Buddhist disciple, why is it possible?"

Master's mood was not calm, he moved the beads for a long time, and recited Amitabha several times.

"Yuanshan Temple has long since lost the line of cultivating merit and virtue. That fellow Taoist has a relationship with my Buddha. Perhaps it was an opportunity from elsewhere, so you don't need to ask. A person with great merit can't harm the world. If you want to Go on, follow her and help her."

Hui Xin: "Yes!"

A few walls apart, Su Yunshao was also thinking about the merits and virtues.

Small merit mainly refers to the merit obtained by purposefully doing good deeds for the sake of fame and fortune or in the future. For example, some companies do charity every year and promote it in order to gain a good reputation. The merit obtained in this way is very, very little. negligible.

Because of this, some people call it small merit, separate from the small merit of saving individual souls.

Many doctors treat doctors as a job, and some doctors do it for fame and money, so saving lives is only a small merit.

Holding a kind heart or not thinking of anything to help, and successfully saving individual lives, this is a small merit.

The real great virtue is not to seek welfare for oneself, but to think, think, and practice for the benefit of all beings. To give an example that is most popular and best understood, it is the salvation of Guanyin Bodhisattva.

Su Yunshao understood herself, she didn't have the opportunity or the ability to save the world, so naturally it was impossible for her to obtain great merits, but Huixin also couldn't mistake her small merits for great merits.

In her last life, she had seen this elder Huixin, who was born with Buddha eyes. It is said that he was the reincarnation of the Buddha. He took the position of the elder of Yuanshan Temple at a very young age.

Could it be that if Zeng Xiaoyun, who she arrested, is not arrested this time, it will bring harm to the world in the future, which made her take advantage of great merit?

That's it.

Su Yunshao didn't think about it anymore, no matter whether it was a small merit or a great merit, it had to be fed to the judge's pen, there was no difference.

Compared to that, she wanted to know how to deal with the thousand-year-old blood corpse.

In her last life, she didn't know why she never participated in this operation, but she only knew that the final result was that Taoist Hengshu lost his right hand, Guo Wanqing's left hand was burnt, and he always wore a long glove. Fang Youde died of many ghosts, and he had to pay for it. Many Xuanmen disciples, Xuanmen's vitality was severely damaged.

Gao Ran and Xiao Cheng didn't exist in her memory in her previous life, so it's very likely that the two of them are here.

Su Yunshao rubbed his brows and continued to draw talismans.

She has no tools at hand, so she can only draw some talismans to prepare, whether it is for her own use or for other fellow Taoists.

Xuanmen has been in decline enough, and it can't stand a big blow. If it loses too many talents this time, if something happens in the future, there is no way to deal with it.