Royal Master Painter

Chapter 9 Resurrection from the Dead
There are several things that have been pressing down on Jiang Greed's heart. Although he wanted to see the world outside of Nanping Town, he didn't want to leave with his mind full of doubts.

Although Lu Daoxuan had already said that the evil spirit of Panshan had been eliminated, Jiang Li was still a little worried, so he took his only friend Li Youlang to check it out.

Before leaving, Liang Dayuan was organizing the residents of the town to hold a door-sacrificing ceremony, and several incense tables were filled with incense candles, seasonal melons, fruits and livestock heads.

"Nanping commanded the Yuan Emperor, and Geng Shen Jiazi played to God; there are many evil spirits in front of the gate every day, and now I pray for safety and health."

Liang Dayou held a tall incense plant in his hand, and led all the people in Nanping Town to salute to the north of the town.

"I told you that I have work to do today," Li Youlang complained.

"I don't believe that without you, the damned person wouldn't have died."

"Speak up, don't insult my industry."

He dragged Li Youlang, who was full of complaints along the way, to the valley of Panshan Mountain. Sure enough, as Lu Daoxuan said, the evil spirit in the valley had disappeared.

Originally, he just wanted to make a painting to suppress the valley, but he didn't expect that in the end he absorbed all the evil spirits by mistake, and ghosts and gods borrowed his hands to make two paintings.

"This is the source of the yin evil you mentioned? Why can't I see anything strange?" Li Youlang asked.

"Come with me"

The two entered the valley one after the other, and the evil spirit disappeared without a trace. Only a residual shadow wall proved that everything in the past few days was not an illusion.

The original screen wall was carved from a single piece of jade, which was worth a thousand gold, but now it has turned a withered yellow color and is covered with dense cracks, and it shattered into pieces as soon as Jiang Li touched it.

"Why did it disappear? It should be around here," Jiang Greed said to himself.

Seeing Jiang Greed rummaging around the haystack and rocks, Li Youlang couldn't help asking.

"What are you looking for?"

"Li Wanlang, would you believe me if I told you that I saw Wu Lao Liu's body here?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? Wu Lao Liu was put into a coffin and buried in the cemetery long ago, how could he be here?"

Jiang Greed also asked Lu Daoxuan after waking up, but Lu Daoxuan had also never seen the corpse.

"Is it really an illusion?"

Jiang Greed searched left and right but couldn't find Wu Laoliu's body. Even he himself began to feel a little unconfident, but one day the feeling was so real.

Just when he was about to leave, he suddenly noticed something strange.

"Come and see this..."

There was a row of footprints in the grass that Jiang Greed opened, the size and size of each person was undoubtedly half a foot deep.

"You step on it"

Li Youlang stepped on the side of this footprint. The ground in the valley was very hard because no one cultivated it. No matter how Li Youlang stomped a few times, it only left shallow footprints.

A normal human step is only about half a meter, but another footprint was discovered seven or eight meters away from this footprint.

"Could it be that he can fly?" Li Youlang asked.

"It seems that what I saw that day was not a hallucination, that corpse is Wu Lao Liu..."

"Jiang Zhi, don't scare me"

If Wu Lao Liu died in this valley, who was the person who died the next day after leaving Panshan Valley, and Li Youlang watched him put the coffin in person, how could there be two Wu Lao Liu ?

"Do you remember that it was very difficult for twelve people to carry the coffin on the day of the funeral?"

"Well, the people who carried the coffin were still talking about how the Wu family was willing to spend their money to bury Wu Lao Liu so richly."

Looking at Jiang Greed's expression, Li Youlang immediately guessed what he was thinking.

"Jiang Zhi, don't you want to dig the grave and open the coffin?" Li Youlang asked in horror.

"How about it, help?" Jiang Greed said with a smile.

"Is my objection useful?"

"Objection is invalid, let's act at night"

Many times, Jiang Greed suspected that God deliberately created the night in order to make people do some shameful things.

Yue Hei Feng Gao and the two came to Wu Laoliu's cemetery together with a pickaxe. The soil of the new tomb was very loose, and they saw the coffin without much effort.

Li Youlang wiped his sweat with a hoe, the dark moonlit night, the new white coffin, and the wild wind blowing from the grave made people feel hairy.

"Wu Lao Liu, Wu Lao Liu, this is Jiang Greed's idea, if you hate him, it has nothing to do with me taking him away." Li Youlang bowed towards the white coffin.

"Stop talking nonsense, come with me and have a look"

"I don't dare, it's up to you to see for yourself." Li Youlang walked away from Jiang Greed.

Jiang Lian's hoe got stuck on the coffin lid, and the coffin lid was opened with a hole. Jiang Lian lit a torch and looked into the coffin.

After the fire shone into the coffin, the inside was covered with a quilt, and Jiang Li bravely looked calm, but his palms were sweaty.

He lifted off the quilt, and the person under the quilt has all facial features and limbs. The most important thing is that there is a little red mark between the eyebrows. The quilt is not covered by Wu Lao Liu, but an old man with paper and a pile of broken jade. !

"Where did Wu Laoliu's body go?"

Jiang Greed yelled several times and Li Youlang didn't make a sound. He looked back and saw that Li Youlang was staring not far away in a daze.

"Li Youlang, what are you looking at, I guessed right, the coffin is really not Wu Laoliu..."

"I know." Li Youlang's voice was dry.

"How did you know"

Li Youlang pulled Jiang Li, swallowed a mouthful of saliva and raised his finger tremblingly to point not far away.

Vision was poor at night, but Jiang Tan followed the direction of Li Youlang's finger and saw half a pale and bloodless face behind a tree.

"It's Wu Lao Liu..."

The two ran as fast as they could, and ran back home after two or three miles. They closed the door and bolted it, leaning against the door to breathe.

Li Youlang had some doubts about what Jiang Li said before, but now he saw with his own eyes that not only the dead baby of the Liu family was resurrected, but even Wu Laoliu, who had been dead for several days, was alive!
"How is this possible? I personally watched Wu Laoliu put into the coffin. How could this happen?" Li Youlang's chest heaved unsteadily.

"Is there something chasing you?" Lu Daoxuan asked.

Jiang Li and Li Youlang still had lingering fears after they sat down, and told Lu Daoxuan everything they had seen and heard just now, and Lu Daoxuan frowned after listening to this horrific experience.

"I also observed for a while, this color tie maker originally dealt with Yin people, and after enlightenment, he can even collude with Yin and Yang, and it is a profession that wanders in the gray area between the Yin and Yang worlds.

Before you have fully grasped and explored the mysteries of it, it is easy to disturb the ethics of life and death, and many terrible things that go against common sense will occur. "

"You mean that the color-trap artist disturbed life and death after he became enlightened? That's why Wu Lao Liu and Liu's dead baby came back to life?"

"This is the only explanation I can think of. In the future, you must not show this method in front of others, otherwise you will easily be accused of being a heretic who blasphemes Yin and Yang ethics. The most indispensable thing in the Eight Houses is a hypocrite who claims to be a saint."

Lu Daoxuan studied it for a few days, and felt more and more that this enlightened color tie maker had touched a terrifying forbidden zone.

"Get out of here tomorrow"

"What about Wu Lao Liu?"

"You don't need to worry about this matter, leave the rest to me," Lu Daoxuan said.

"Leave? Jiang Zhi, are you leaving? Where are you going?" Li Youlang asked hastily.

"Of course I'm going to explore the world." Jiang Greed suddenly remembered something, "Sir, Li Youlang is an elegy singer, and he has become enlightened even in a daze. Can he go to Wenfu with me?"

"Another self-enlightenment?"

Lu Daoxuan was a little surprised, everyone outside who enlightened himself was called a genius, but it seemed worthless in Nanping Town.

"What ability do you have to show me?"

Li Youlang rubbed his hands, then said to Lu Daoxuan.

"Old man, you are very sleepy... go to sleep..."

Lu Daoxuan stared at Li Youlang, and the two looked at each other for about ten seconds, which was extremely awkward.

"There must be a mistake, try again"

"Old man, you are sleepy..."

"I am not sleepy!"

"I didn't ask you, so I don't need you to answer"

After performing it several times in a row, Li Youlang, who was invincible, began to doubt his ability for the first time.

"You can successfully hypnotize ordinary people or people with weak mental strength, but it is useless to this old man."

"Your enlightenment can be considered strange, but there is a place that is more suitable for you than Wenfu."

"Where"

"You are enlightened in temperament. The old man knows a great musician, but that guy has a withdrawn and weird personality. It depends on your fate to accept you or not."

(End of this chapter)