Zuodao Changsheng: I can transfer the price

Chapter 2
In the morning light, the old crow returns to its nest.

After working all night, Lin Jiu finally dug the hole.

This is physical labor, and the old Taoist requires that the burial pit be four feet and four inches deep, which is more than one meter in conversion.

After wiping off his sweat, Lin Jiu gently put the corpse beside him into the pit.

The female corpse's eyes were slightly closed, and her eyelashes fluttered with the wind, as if they might open at any time. She didn't feel it when digging the soil before, but now staring at the exquisite dead face, Lin Jiu felt panicked.

"I let you go to the ground to rest in peace. If it's not a merit, you have to remember my hard work. You and I have no grievances. If there is any retribution, go to the old Taoist..." Shenshen muttered for a while, Lin Nine began to shovel and fill the hole.

Filling in the last bit of soil, Lin Jiu pressed the soil with a shovel, for fear that the thing inside would break out of the ground.

"It can be considered that the burial is over, what are these things..." Before Lin Jiu finished chatting, he found a figure appeared in the corner of his eyes, and quickly changed his words, "This matter has been settled, and finally lived up to the old god's entrustment."

The old Taoist stood in front of Lin Jiu with a white bone fox beard whisk in his hand, with a signature gloomy expression on his face, accompanied by a "hehehe" sneer.

Lin Jiu's scalp felt numb when he saw this face, and he thought that he must find a way to escape when the golden finger was activated.

With a mournful face, he held up a shovel: "Old Immortal, I buried the body..."

The old Taoist snorted coldly, and with a flick of the dust whisk, the raised earth slope where the corpse was buried immediately became flat.

"follow me."

The old Taoist walked into a side hall quickly, but Lin Jiu didn't dare to think too much, so he followed suit.

In the side hall, there are a pair of skeletons hanging on the surrounding walls. Lin Jiu can't tell what species it is in shape, but fortunately there are no human bones in it.

The old Taoist brought a pot of rotten meat, and said in a deep voice: "Stinky boy, eat it, how much you can eat depends on your luck."

Lin Jiu looked at the rotten meat in the basin, and thought of the old-fashioned evil, and suddenly felt a little bit in his heart. This...couldn't be white meat, could it?
Smelling the smell of meat coming from the pot, after two days and two nights of not eating and digging a hole all night, Lin Jiu's mouth was about to flow out of saliva.

The old man had dark eyes, and he knew what Lin Jiu was thinking at a glance. He turned around and picked up a half animal corpse from under the desk and threw it in front of Lin Jiu.

"Little bastard, are you still afraid that if I give you white meat?"

The corpse looked like a horse, had horns like a deer, a neck like a camel, and a tail like a donkey. It was not a human anyway. Lin Jiu was relieved immediately, and started eating with his head buried.

The taste is average, Lin Jiu thought inexplicably.

A pot of meat, Lin Jiu will not leave any meat residue, even looking up at the old man, the meaning in his eyes is clearly asking, is there any more?
Seeing that Lin Jiu had finished eating, the old Taoist was a little surprised, but seeing Lin Jiu's pitiful eyes, he said angrily, "If you want to eat, make it yourself."

Lin Jiu showed joy on his face, no matter what the animal was, he found an open space to light a fire and start roasting.

There is no shortage of seasonings here, and Lin Jiu's barbecue skills in his previous life were also good. The aroma of the grilled food is overflowing, and even the old Taoist swallowed it.

Lin Jiu went on the road naturally, and respectfully handed over the fattest leg, grinning and said: "Old Immortal, you have worked hard all night, you should enjoy it first."

"Hey hey, you're still a sensible kid." The old man, no matter his mood was good or bad, his smile was gloomy and terrifying, he took the barbecue and chewed slowly.

Lin Jiu let out a long breath, feeling that the pressure on his body had been swept away, and continued to eat.

After the matter was over, the old Taoist brought Lin Jiu to the backyard.

"There are a lot of dirty things in this mountain. The old Taoist is afraid that one day he will collect your corpse when he comes back from going out. You can eat so many different kinds of meat. I think you have a good talent, and you are suitable for learning this side business. Today I will teach you a book "Spiritual Consciousness Gathering Art "..."

This "Spiritual Consciousness Gathering Technique" is a unique technique that does not require a talisman, nor does it require the practitioner to have a foundation in Taoism. It can be activated by burning blood essence and life span. After activation, it can greatly improve the physical fitness of the caster .

The old Taoist said that this unorthodox spell is for Lin Jiu to run away, don't expect to rely on the flesh and those dirty things to fight hard.

"It's a good practice. This spell burns the source of life. You can practice martial arts to condense your blood, so that you won't be burned to dryness just after performing the spell..."

The old Taoist threw down an ancient book and turned to leave. Lin Jiu picked up the book and read it, "Nine Suns Manual".

……

Half a month later, one night.

The old Taoist brought back another corpse. The corpse was wearing an embroidered dragon costume, and the wound on the neck was already stinking.

"Wash this skin, I'm useful."

Lin Jiu covered her nose, gritted her teeth and dragged the corpse to the backyard for cleaning.

The old way is the same as at that time, piercing paper figurines and drawing talismans to make spirits.

"Possession spirit, get up!"

The corpse remained motionless, and the paper figurine remained unchanged.

"Is this a failure?"

"Hey hey..." The old man smiled sinisterly, but didn't speak.

"Tomorrow, the old man will return the skin bag. You can bury the paper figurine in the backyard."

"Oh……"

Another year later, Lin Jiu discovered that there was an internal force in his body. According to the "Nine Suns Manual", he had practiced this kung fu to the end, and he could be called a master in the world.

Lin Jiu also learned [-]% of the "Spiritual Consciousness Gathering Technique", but he would not stop after using it once, and almost drained the blood from his body. If the old man hadn't acted in time, Lin Jiu might have died.

"If you continue to be so reckless, I'm afraid you will die sooner or later. It's better to let the old man refine you into a living corpse..."

Lin Jiu felt that killing intent for the first time, and he also knew that his so-called master was just a joke in front of the old Taoist.

He glanced at the door in his mind, and guess what, it was closed even tighter than the widow's door. Lin Jiu looked up at the sky and sighed, what a pain.

Three years later, Lin Jiu stepped out of the Taoist temple for the first time, but a black shadow walked towards him and asked, "Do you think I look like a god or a human?"

Lin Jiu closed the Taoist door expressionlessly, and under the old Taoist's half-smile expression, he said, "If I'm killed, I won't go out."

Five years later, the old Taoist taught him to make paper figurines. Lin Jiu was very talented, and the paper figurines he made were lifelike.

Eight years later...

Lin Jiu placed the paper figurines in the hall and watched the old Taoist walk away.

He tried to push the portal with his mind again, but it didn't move at all.

Lin Jiu was so angry, he thought that when the golden finger could be used, he would fly away, but it has been eight years, and he hasn't even opened a crack.

For the past eight years, Lin Jiu has been terrified every day, for fear that if he is not careful, he will be turned into a living corpse. For these eight years, the old Taoist priest has brought back a dead corpse from nowhere every half a month.

Some are bloody and some are muddy, some are from the Daqian Kingdom, and some are foreign devils. When they come back, they will be asked to cleanse and wake up their spirits.

In the past eight years, he saw the old Taoist priest succeed once, and he was asked to bury the unsuccessful ones, and the paper figurines were buried in the backyard.

Among other things, this old Taoist is quite authentic.

After cleaning up, Lin Jiu tidied up the things in the Taoist temple, sat in the main hall of the Taoist temple and looked at the sky, sulking at the motionless gate in his mind.

One night eight years later, the old Taoist was out of breath, his Taoist robe was torn, and his body was covered in blood.

"Little beast, come here, kneel down and kowtow three times, and serve tea."

Looking at his miserable state, Lin Jiu knew that this old Taoist would die soon, and he was unambiguous in accepting him as a disciple, so he kowtowed his head three times.

"Master, you drink tea."

The old Taoist took a sip, and said again: "From now on, your name will be Lin Shou."

Lin Shou nodded, how can there be no feelings after being together for eight years, his face is full of sadness at this moment.

"Master, I still don't know your name, who hurt you?"

"My name is also Lin Shou. They recognize this name. The one who injured me is already dead. Come forward."

The old Daoist pointed at Lin Shou's forehead, and Lin Shou felt dazed, and a revolving lantern lit up in front of his eyes.

Infinite information poured into Lin Shou's mind like a flood, and finally converged into two large characters - "Shou Jing"!
(End of this chapter)