Chapter 793: Taoism has no borders, but Taoists do.
Hong Kong.
Yunmeng Mountain, Qingfeng Temple.
Qin Yao put away the water bowl, walked through the mottled stone steps, stepped into the simple and quiet Taoist temple, and said loudly: "Master Mao, Qin Yao is here."
Tao Hall Inside, the statue of Sanqing lowered its head. Mao Xiaofang, who was sitting face to face with an old Taoist, showed surprise and stood up suddenly: "Master Qingfeng, the person I was waiting for is here."
The old man with white beard and hair, and kind-faced eyes stood up and said with a smile: "Shan, I just want to see this master with you."
Then, the two walked side by side, crossed the threshold, and looked up Look at the burly figure under the big tree in the courtyard.
"Shen Feng is restrained and returns to his original nature. It is indeed extraordinary." Qingfeng praised highly.
Qin Yao looked up and said with a smile: "Taoist Priest, thank you."
Mao Xiaofang pointed at Qingfeng and said with a smile: "Taoist Priest Qin, let me introduce it to you. , this is Taoist Master Qingfeng of Qingfeng Temple.”
Qin Yao cupped his hands in salute: "Qin Yao from Maoshan, pay your respects to the Taoist priest."
Qingfeng waved his hand with a friendly look on his face: "Please come in quickly, please come in quickly, let's go into the room and talk."
"Thank you." Qin Yao said politely.
Soon, the three of them returned to the main hall and sat around a square table. Qingfeng, as the host, poured tea and water himself. Qin Yao and Mao Xiaofang both raised their hands to catch the tea bowls, and the guests and hosts were in harmony. .
“Master Mao, what’s going on with Xuan Kui?”
After exchanging pleasantries, Qin Yao put down his tea bowl and looked sideways at Mao Xiaofang beside him.
"Xuankui, whose name was Aixinjueluo Xuankui during his lifetime, was a descendant of the Manchu royal family. Because his whole family was slaughtered in front of his eyes, the resentment in his chest and abdomen was not vented yet, and he was brutally murdered. From then on, Transformed into a zombie.
Later, a group of tomb robbers dug up the tomb and sucked the blood of the tomb robbers, thus being born.
It has been ten years since I learned about Xuan Kui from a villager. It’s not that I haven’t met him in person, but no matter how carefully I calculated, I couldn’t keep him.
Now, after being enlightened by Master Qingfeng, I have written a letter to you, asking you to come and help me," Mao Xiaofang explained.
Qin Yao suddenly realized.
No wonder Mao Xiaofang wrote to him. It turned out that he had listened to other people's advice.
"How strong is this Xuankui?"
Mao Xiaofang: "The strength is at least equivalent to the seventh or eighth level of the Earth Master. I can't handle him."
Qin Yao He pondered: "In the past ten years, what have you relied on to track down the other party's traces?"
Mao Xiaofang took out an ancient compass from his arms and placed it gently on the table: "There is a hair of Xuan Kui in this compass. Even after using it, the aura of the deity on it has become very weak, so it works sometimes when looking for it." "
Qin Yao: "Apart from this hair, are there no other items? "
His divination prediction is that the most effective one is 'a bowl of clear water illuminates the universe'. Without Xuan Kui's items, if he could know the opponent's position out of thin air, that would be a truly magical method. He has not yet reached this level.
Mao Xiaofang shook his head and sighed: "No more... I also know that this kind of pursuit is like finding a needle in a haystack, but Xuankui is too strong. If he is not controlled, once he is hungry, countless Everyone will become his blood food.
Daozhang Qin, I know that you are busy with your affairs and cannot continue to pursue me, so you can leave at any time. If you are willing to come, I will accept your favor. ”
Qin Yao waved his hand: "You and I, even close friends of life and death, are just talking about this."
Mao Xiaofang's heart warmed, and he cupped his hands and said, "Brother Qin is very righteous."
Qin Yao He smiled and said: "I don't have many friends, so every one of them is precious." It’s expensive, not to mention being a victim, but at least I can help you with all my strength.”
Mao Xiaofang immediately picked up the tea and said sincerely: “I’ll give you tea instead of wine.”
Qin Yao touched the tea bowl with him and drank the tea in one gulp, showing his heroism.
"Having a close friend in life is a great blessing." Qingfeng poured tea for the two of them and said with a smile: "Respect the friendship."
"Respect the friendship."
The next moment, the three of them The tea bowls bumped together.
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Three days later.
dusk.
Xiangjiang countryside, Qiaotou Village.
A group of people held torches, fixed a young woman on a wooden stick like a pig, carried her to an altar in front of the mountain forest, threw her in the center of the altar with a bang, and shouted: " Vampire God~Vampire God~"
The mountain wind carried their voices into the mountain forest, to the mountain walls covered with wooden hanging coffins. The lids of each coffin quietly opened, and a coffin protruded from them. Only a shiny black, bony palm.
“Someone is shouting something.”
At the other end of the forest, Mao Xiaofang, who was wearing a blue robe and holding a white cloth bag diagonally, paused and listened.
A golden light flashed in Qin Yao's eyes, and he quickly looked forward. He saw a group of zombies wearing Qing Dynasty official robes and flower feathers, raising their arms and jumping quickly to an altar.
Under the altar, hundreds of villagers were kneeling.
On the altar, a woman was tied up.
“Roar!”
A taller zombie landed on the altar and roared sharply at the zombies rushing towards the villagers.
The frozen body suddenly paused, then slowly turned around and jumped to the altar.
"Follow me, Master Mao." The situation was urgent, and Qin Yao had no time to explain. He grabbed Mao Xiaofang's wrist and took him to the altar, blocking him in front of the tall zombie.
"Roar!!!"
The tall zombie felt threatened and roared at the two of them.
Qin Yao didn't say any unnecessary nonsense. He raised his hand and pulled out the Qingsuo Sword. As the cyan blade passed through the void, a faint green light sword energy flew out of the air and cut the tall zombie into two pieces from the center of his eyebrows with a pop. Black smoke erupted from the shriveled body.
“Swish, swish, swish.”
Qin Yao kept waving his sword, and sword energy shot out, cutting off zombies trying to escape one after another. The process was described as devastating. , a group of ignorant villagers were stunned.
Actually, not only the villagers were shocked, but even Mao Xiaofang was shocked by the sharpness of the sword in Qin Yao's hand.
Absolutely horrifying.
"The vampire god is dead..."
After a long time, someone in the crowd murmured.
More people were waking up from a dream, looking at the altar with shock, anger, and even resentment.
Qin Yao returned his sword to its sheath, looked down at the group of strange villagers below, and asked coldly: "Why are you looking at us like this?"
The crowd was silent, but it seemed like Dare to be angry but dare not speak. Qin Yao frowned, turned around and pulled out the dirty towel that was stuffed in the young woman's mouth, and asked in a deep voice: "Why don't they say anything?"
The young woman looked at the villagers below with hatred, and said coldly: "Why else? I dare not speak out if I dare to be angry."
Qin Yao recalled the 'vampire god' he had just heard ' Calling, flashes in my mind quickly A flash of light flashed through: "They want to breathe in the corpse's breath!"
The young woman was surprised: "You actually know?"
Qin Yao glanced at her and said: "Are you the first person in the village to offer sacrifices?" Sacrifice?”
In the story "A Good Life", he had seen a way to change his luck by absorbing corpse energy, but this method would not only shorten his life, but also easily lead to disaster, ranging from being beaten up to being beaten. A desperate death.
These villagers obviously discovered this shortcoming, so they regarded the zombies as gods and made regular offerings to them in exchange for corpse energy.
"I am the first one."
The young woman said: "Two days ago, the guy who sucked the most corpse gas died. Only then did the people in the village know that they were afraid, and they hurriedly I spent money to hire a Taoist priest and asked for the magic of sacrifice. From then on, I knew there must be something there. People will be unlucky, but I didn’t expect that the unlucky person would be me.”
Qin Yao sneered, turned the sword in his hand, and looked at the villagers below: “For my own selfish desires, I worshiped zombies as gods and forcibly sacrificed them. The lives of others, you deserve to die.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the villagers were in an uproar. Some people got up and wanted to run away, some knelt down and begged for mercy, and some were complaining loudly, trying to reason with Qin Yao.
Frightened by Qin Yao's power, he did not dare to curse.
Qin Yao silently raised the Qingsuo Sword, and with a thought, green light sword shadows suddenly flew out of the sword and pushed horizontally towards all the villagers below.
"Puff puff puff puff..."
In an instant, no matter whether they were complaining, begging for mercy, or even the fleeing villagers, they all died under the shadow of the sword, and no one was spared.
Mao Xiaofang opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything, just sighed quietly.
"Thank you, hero, for avenging me." The young woman said loudly.
Qin Yao glanced at her and said lightly: "I am not avenging you, but simply eliminating evil. You don't have to thank me for anything."
Mao Xiaofang knelt down and said: He untied the rope and said softly: "Where will you go in the future?"
The young woman knelt down in front of him and begged: "Please take me in, heroes."
She was also smart, and she could tell at a glance that the tall man was evil-minded, so it was useless to beg him. On the contrary, the older Taoist had a gentle personality and might be able to rely on her.
However, to her disappointment, Mao Xiaofang shook his head and said: "To be honest, the two of us are chasing a more powerful zombie and cannot take you on the road."
Young woman Think about it , said decisively: "I beg you two to come home with me, get your savings, and then give me a ride to get me out of here. The little lady is very grateful."
"You have made a good plan. ." Qin Yao said lightly.
The young woman's heart skipped a beat, her forehead touched the ground, and she did not dare to speak.
Mao Xiaofang bent down, helped her up from the ground, and looked up at Qin Yao: "Brother Qin, she is also a poor person..."
Qin Yao shrugged: "I didn't say I wouldn't help, either. You two go back to the village to get the money, I'll be waiting here."
The young woman was overjoyed when she heard this, and her pounding heart just calmed down.
The next day.
It’s just dawn.
Qin Yao and Mao Xiaofang took the young woman to a county town, and parted ways at the county gate like an archway, going their separate ways.
From the beginning to the end, Qin Yao never asked the other party's name, and even said only a few words to him.
After all, in his eyes, this is just a passer-by role, why bother to force it into a new role?
"Old man, please ask, has anything strange happened in our county recently?" Not long after, in a bun shop, Qin Yao ordered two steamed buns and two bowls of porridge, and Mao Xiaofang clapped his hands. The compass, whose hands were motionless, asked the shopkeeper sideways.
The store owner placed the steamed buns and porridge in front of them one after another and said, "There is really a strange thing."
Mao Xiaofang showed surprise and said: "Is it about zombies?"
The shopkeeper shook his head: "That's not the case, it's about female ghosts. A few days ago, several Japanese businessmen passed by our county and they suddenly died inexplicably. They died in the hotel. According to the forensic examination, they all died of heart failure.
It is normal for one person to die of heart failure, but several people died together. This disease is obviously abnormal. Some people say that it is caused by the heroic spirit of the soldier, but the police station has not given an explanation so far. "
The surprise on Mao Xiaofang's face gradually faded, and disappointment has not yet emerged in his heart. Emotionally, my mind was affected by this case: "What hotel was the crime happened in?"
"It seems to be called Yunfan Hotel..."
It's noon.
Qin Yao and Mao Xiaofang came to the Yunfan Hotel where the crime occurred. They saw that the hotel door was closed tightly with yellow seals staggered on it. There was a depressing scene around. Pedestrians passing by deliberately left the hotel door. Farther away.
“Hey.”
After arriving at the door of the hotel, Qin Yao raised his hand to tear off the seal, and pushed open the two gilded doors. In an instant, a sinister wind came from the hotel. The inside rushed out, stirring up their robes.
Qin Yao raised his eyebrows. After entering the door with Mao Xiaofang, he closed the door and glanced across the luxuriously decorated lobby. Then he stared at a wall on the second floor and said lightly: "Stop hiding. , I see you.”
A cloud of black mist gushes out from the wall and transforms into a tall woman with long hair shawl, wearing a white skirt and slender eyebrows. She floats out of thin air on the second floor of the hotel, looking down at the two people below.
“Are you here to catch me?”
“It depends on the situation.” Qin Yao raised his eyes and said, “After all, you are killing the Japanese.”
The woman is not Tai was able to understand this sentence and said: "You already know that I killed the Japanese, so what's the situation?"
Qin Yao: "Why did you kill those Japanese."
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"The Japanese deserve to die," the woman said flatly.
Qin Yao nodded: "That's true, Master Mao, let's go."
Mao Xiaofang: "..."
Are you so hasty?
"Taoist Master Qin, the Japanese are not all bad people." In desperation, he had no choice but to say: "If those Japanese are just businessmen, then it is the female ghosts who are harming people..."
Qin Yao: "Whether he is a good guy or a bad guy, he is not of my race, is it possible that we still want to avenge the Japanese?"
Mao Xiaofang: "..."
"What's your name?" "Why do you want to commit murder here?" Shao Qing, Mao Xiaofang, who felt that he couldn't explain to Qin Yao, could only raise his eyes to look at the female ghost.
The female ghost glanced at Qin Yao and said slowly: "Chen Xiaolian, a civilian girl, died in 1943. The cause of death was that a group of Japanese soldiers went crazy and wanted to violate civilian girls. To protect their innocence, civilian girls
Did he hit a pillar? After I died, those beasts refused to let me go and took turns violating my body. As a result, my resentment increased sharply and I turned into a ghost. Taoist Priest, if you were me, would you react to the Japanese again? Kill them quickly?”
Mao Xiaofang: "..."
Qin Yao looked at him sideways and said seriously: "Master Mao, Taoism has no borders, but Taoists do. She may have killed innocent people indiscriminately, and she may be guilty, but she is guilty. In Japan, it’s not my fault. You and I are both Chinese. Wouldn’t it be chilling to punish her for this? ”
(End of Chapter)
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