The Secret Art of Refining the Dead: The Walking Corpse File

Chapter 632 Ksitigarbha
Fatty Huang's appearance as if he was facing a formidable enemy made me a little dazed for a while, and I couldn't help squinting to look at the edge of the cliff platform. Unfortunately, the distance is far away, and the peak is high and the clouds are deep, and the fog is long. People, trees, and thatched huts , all looming in the mist, and the appearance of that person is not clear at all, and I don't know why Fatty Huang is so taboo.

The man called out to invite me, but Fatty Huang didn't even think about hiding. He led me there with a sad face, and the road was cut off when we reached a small open space on the edge of the cliff. Go down and go straight to the platform obliquely.

The rope is just a normal rope, not like our previous outdoor gear, which has many safety buckles, so we can only use our hands to go down.Fatty Huang looked fat, but his physical strength was good. He quickly followed the rope and descended to the platform nimbly.

This rope can be difficult for ordinary people, but it is not difficult for me. In fact, as long as you pass the hurdle that you are afraid of, the technical requirements are not high.I quickly jumped onto the platform a few times, and the dizang was already waiting for us at the foot of the platform, and he kept looking at me when he saw me.

This man was tall and ordinary-looking, and he was dressed in the same way as Huang Fatty and the others, except that his clothes were loose and loose, which looked very undignified.I was a little terrified by this man's looking up and down, and just about to ask him what he was looking at, when I remembered what Fatty Huang had just said, so I stopped talking and let him look at me.

After a while, Ksitigarbha said to me, "Young fellow Taoist, where did you come from?"

Fatty Huang hurriedly said, "It's not a fellow Taoist, it's an ordinary person who came to look for senior brother." He deliberately emphasized the word "big brother", as if he wanted to use Tan Ren's identity to suppress him.Sure enough, when Ksitigarbha heard the words, his scrutinizing eyes abated a little, and he said regretfully, "A man of senior brother... hey!"

He sighed, regained his energy, and said: "Little brother, although it is summer, the temperature in Frost's Fall Peak is still very low, you will get sick if you wear so little, come, drink some wine to warm up your body. "After speaking, I turned around and jumped to the hanging pine tree again. My heart trembled when I saw it.

Immediately afterwards, he went to untie the gourd on the pine tree. It seemed that the gourd was filled with wine. I glanced at Fatty Huang, but Fatty Huang didn't make a sound, but kept shaking his head, winking and making lips: "Don't drink."

Is there something wrong with that wine?
That's right, it's too unreliable for this person to ask people to drink as soon as they meet, right?
Jizo's movements were quick, and he brought the wine gourd over in a moment, and handed it to me.This wine gourd is quite heavy, and it looks like it contains a lot of wine. I hold it in my hand, and I don’t want to drink it or not. Fatty Huang is staring at the wine in my gourd, and his temples are sweating.

I thought to myself what is going on?

Could it be poisoned alcohol?

impossible?

Although Sanziguan and the gang are unreliable, they are not poisonous, right?But what happened to Fatty Huang's expression?

I held the wine gourd in my left hand, and Jizo stood opposite me.There was nothing weird about this man's expression, and the smile on his face was quite warm, but the straight eyes revealed that this wine was absolutely unacceptable.

I pushed back and said, "No, I get dizzy when I drink alcohol, and I get drunk when I get dizzy. I'd better see the temple master, and let's talk about it after finishing the business." I thought to myself, move your master out, this time , no matter what your idea is, it should stop, right?

Unexpectedly, Ji Zang pushed back again, and persuaded: "It's okay, go to bed when you faint, I have sober pills here, I guarantee you will not be crazy about alcohol. Master, I went to see him early in the morning. I have been in a bad mood for the past two days, in the corpse cave, if you go today, you won’t be able to see him.”

Fatty Huang choked for a moment, and said, "Really? Brother, don't fool me."

Dizang gritted his teeth and said, "Little Huang, I'll forget you if you don't open your mouth. Come on, take a sip too." Fatty Huang immediately retreated as if facing a formidable enemy, and said, "I suddenly remembered... I haven't made breakfast today, so I'll go back and cook first." After speaking, he pulled my arm: "Xiao Su, since I can't see you today, let's go back to have breakfast first."

Of course I wouldn't refuse, and I immediately walked back in cooperation, but just as I turned around, I heard Jizo's voice cool down: "Where is my place, come and leave whenever you want."

The evil spirit in this voice is completely different from just now.

Damn it, does the Three Sons View specifically train schizophrenic patients?

Fatty Huang probably saw my thoughts, looked at me sympathetically, and said in a low voice, "He's always like this, his enthusiasm just now was just faking to lure you into the bait."

Take the bait?What hook?

Just as I was about to ask, I felt a hand on my shoulder, and then the wine gourd was handed over: "Little brother, don't take a sip of wine, it's too embarrassing for me."

I still don't know there is something wrong with his wine, unless I am stupid.

"This... Daoist, my mother said, three cups of wine in the world of mortals, one pot of tea for great achievements in the future, a man who really wants to succeed should not be greedy."

Dizang said lightly: "Really? But I feel your bones, and you have no relatives. You must be an orphan. Which of your mothers said this to you?" The ten thousand-headed grass-mud horse thought to himself: Fuck me, I thought Zhou Xuanye and Tan Ren were awesome, but I didn't expect their brothers and sisters to have unique skills!I know that there are low bones for sluts, and expensive bones for noble people. The bone feeling technique is quite similar to facial physiognomy, but it is different.

I only heard something mentioned by Zhou Xuanye, but I didn't think of this Ksitigarbha, so I put my hands on my shoulders and arms and squeezed it twice, and I felt all the details of my family.

For a while, I didn't know what to say.

At this time, the Tibetan Earth Treasure tempted me again, saying: "The art of touching bones, past lives and present lives, is penetrating and penetrating. You should have died young, but you are still alive and well, which means that there have always been masters teaching you to accumulate Yin virtues." , There are many people who do good deeds in this world, but they do not have many people who can increase their longevity to yin virtue by doing good things. Without the guidance of an expert, it is impossible to do it. But although you are living well now, I conclude that ...There will be great difficulties in the future."

I thought to myself that I really can't deal with these people, but all fortune-tellers and fortune-tellers, in the end, there is no one who will not suffer.

I thought this person was really weird, and I didn't want to get entangled with him, so I said, "In this society, the pollution is serious, the food problem is bad, and most people die of serious illnesses after they live, aren't they all suffering? Chang, leave me alone, let me fend for myself."

After finishing speaking, he shrank his shoulders and slid out of his hand. Dizang snorted, "Not bad."

I said, "I'm sorry, I can't compare to you." After speaking, I winked at Fatty Huang, and we both ran away immediately.This time, the place was so hidden that we didn't stay here, and after we left that area, Fatty Huang panted and said, "Fortunately, you're smart, otherwise you wouldn't be able to leave."

I said, "What the hell is in the gourd? Why does he keep wanting me to drink?"

Fatty Huang said: "Brother Dizang was born in the Miaojiang Gu sect and was good at using Gu. Later, due to some internal affairs, he was kicked out and worshiped under San Ziguan's sect. It doesn't matter if he uses Gu. Anyway, we still have to practice Gu." Don't dislike anyone, but the key is...he has a brain problem."

I said, "Your master still accepts him if he has brain problems?"

Fatty Huang said: "Because of this, Master didn't want him to harm others, so he was brought back to discipline and restrain him! He... is like a scientist, with a special research spirit."

I said, "What do you mean?"

Fatty Huang said: "That's... If he becomes interested in a person or a thing, he will study this person and this thing thoroughly."

I said, "How thorough is it?"

Fatty Huang rubbed his face, and said solemnly: "It's so clear that you have a few hairs growing in your nostrils, how far you pee, how smelly your shit is, and you have a sexual dream every few days, and he later specially learned the bone-feeling technique. Find out all eighteen generations of your ancestors." While talking, Fatty Huang's face turned blue, and I suddenly came to my senses, and said, "Fuck, you won't..."

Fatty Huang nodded, looked up at the sky, and almost shed tears: "At the beginning, I was young and ignorant, I just entered the inner sect, and I couldn't be more worshipful of all the senior brothers. If you let me go east, go east, if you let me go west, go east." West. Brother Dizang gave me a piece of candy, and after I ate it, I didn’t know anything about it for half a year.”

I said, "Why don't you know about personnel?"

(End of this chapter)