Chapter 22: Xuan han

Speaking of Zhang Daoling, whether at that time or now, it is estimated that no one knows, no one knows.

He is the founder of Taoism, and all branches that are now circulating, whether they are Zhengyi, Taiyi, Quanzhen Dao, etc., must be counted as Zhang Daoling's disciples and grandchildren.

The dead body went to Longhu Mountain, and it was his own death.

At that time, Zhang Daoling was young, and after knowing how this thing came, he went to find trouble with the bright Master.

But the bright master is very clever, and he does not know where he went.

Zhang Daoling helpless, had to tell the disciples, if anyone met the light master, do not have to ask for instructions, directly killed.

In fact, Zhang Daoling to kill the bright master, not only feel that this guy lost his conscience.

The main thing is to kill it.

Because he knew it was doubtful whether the body could be replaced.

But the brutality of the method, the enormity of the process, if it gets out, it could really break down the social order.

Society will end when everyone slaughtering their own kin to prepare for their own demise.

In fact, not only Zhang Daoling is pursuing the master of light, but also Guangwu Emperor Liu Xiu is pursuing.

After all, the Han Dynasty only respects Confucianism, such acts of killing relatives are simply contrary to common sense, must be killed!

The bright master also knew that he had provoked the wrong people, and since then he had disappeared and never dared to show his face.

I don't know if I died in a corner, or if I lived in anonymity for a lifetime.

But somehow, this method of keeping dead bodies has survived.

In the past dynasties, whenever the troubled times came, there would be more or less once or twice the phenomenon of keeping evil corpses.

Until now, the way to keep the dead has never really been cut off.

I heard Zhang Sanfen talking in the car, and finally understood why the boss was so angry.

Killing relatives, feeding dead bodies to suck up anger.

Taking great risks in order to be able to live one more life.

A man who would do something like that is not a very nice bird.

No wonder the boss won't let go of the body.

What he's really trying to do is use this coffin to lure out the man behind it.

If such a man is not dead, he must be exposed to the world, and his name will be ruined!

Thought of this, I was secretly worried, said: "Boss, can keep this murderer corpse, must be rich and powerful, we buckle his coffin, if people really come to us, can we block?"

Zhang Sanfen asked me, "What? Scared?"

I was furious and said, "Boss! Who do you despise? I'm just giving you a heads-up. What? Do you really think I'm the kind of person who runs away from danger?"

I'm kidding. Grandpa taught me when I was a kid that I should be grateful for my kindness.

Zhang Sanfen pulled me out of the detention center and spared me three years in prison.

What kind of person would I be if I turned and ran when he was in danger?

Zhang Sanfen saw me angry, also feel a little embarrassed.

He touched his nose and said, "Actually, that's not what I meant either."

"Old Ho, you work for me, but I don't see you as an employee, but as a brother."

"The man who keeps the corpse behind his back has lost his conscience, and for no other reason than the morality in his heart, we must also touch him." Don't worry, I know what I'm doing!"

We bickered while driving, and soon arrived at Wu Laohu's yard.

Zhang Sanfen jumped from the car, and the car was carefully locked, so as not to be seen behind the coffin.

Then he kicked open the iron door and shouted, "Wang Laotou! I'm back!"

There was no one in the courtyard, except for the metal spike and the other's short knife, which were interlaced and nailed to the blue stone.

Hearing Zhang Sanfen's cry, a crowd of people rushed out of the room.

The leader, old man Wang, was red-cheeked and smelled of wine.

These motherfuckers are all in the house drinking and eating vegetables.

While we're out digging up bodies and caskets, these sons of bitches are feasting in the house.

Zhang Sanfen reached out to pull out the metal spike on the ground and sneered: "Old man Wang, you deceive me that I am young and do not understand the secrets of the industry, so you use black hostile earth to test me!"

"Now I've brought it back!"

I took out the glass bottle from my waist, and saw that the black soil inside was like powder, and it was constantly tilting inside the bottle with my gestures.

Old man Wang sneered: "Zhang Sanfen, you just find some black dirt to deceive my old man?" I don't think you know what this thing is!"

Zhang Sanfen did not have a good impression on the old man Wang, he said coldly: "Black resentful earth, also known as the soul of the earth, not see the sun." Just because it's going to melt away in the sun."

"This thing exists only at the feet of the hanged, and it is the condensation of a grievous breath of the dead. Am I right?"

Old man Wang looked uncertain, he sneered: "You recognize this thing, also count your ability." But how can you find the dead and dig up the land of the dead in just a few hours?"

"If you ask me, you only took the black powder to pass it off!"

Zhang Sanfen laughed: "Want to distinguish between true and false?" That's easy!"

He took the small bottle from my hand, casually poured the powder on the blue SLATE, and said: "Black resentful earth is condensed, once in contact with the sun will be dried into air!"

"Now the sun is coming up too, is it true? One can tell!"

At this time, the East has been white, unconsciously, we have been tossing the whole night.

It's early in the summer, and in ten minutes the sun will rise in the east.

Old man Wang sneered: "Then let's see, what you brought is true or false!"

Zhang Sanfen was calm and relaxed, dragging two chairs from the side, and handed one to him.

We stared at each other, waiting in silence.

Seeing the sky getting brighter and brighter in the east, suddenly a red light shone, which was the sunlight reflected through the clouds.

The sun crossed the courtyard wall, directly sprinkled on the SLATE above, under the eyes of everyone, the black powder as vaporized, quietly turned into a group of black gas, constantly dissipated in the air.

Mr. Wang, who had been watching, exclaimed: "Gone! This thing is real!"

As he spoke, he heard a dull, loud clang outside, as if something had hit the car hard.

My face suddenly changed. Oh, my God, that coffin!

The sun must have hit the iron coffin through the window.

Yang entered the interior through the iron coffin, and the zombies inside were sun-furious and began to beat the coffin desperately.

This thing's not gonna pop out right now!

Old man Wang said loudly: "What is going on outside!"

As he spoke, he wanted to open the door and look.

But Zhang Sanfen suddenly pulled out the metal spikes on the ground and shouted loudly: "Old man Wang! Wu Tiger! What's going on outside is none of your business!"

"I won the bet today! Hand over the body and let's go our separate ways!"

Just then, there was another clang outside the door, followed by a low roar.

Wu Laohu sells corpses all the year round, and naturally comes into contact with a lot of fraudulent zombies.

Old man Wang is the boss of Ping an Yizhuang, has seen countless zombies.

Hearing this sound, the two faces suddenly changed color and said in unison: "There are zombies!"