My master is the coffin

Chapter 43
Zhi Zha Wu used a paper figurine to escape the hunt of the ghost police. It is amazing that he can live to this day after his lifespan is exhausted.

I thought about the layout of Zhizha Wu carefully, and couldn't help sighing: "It's amazing, it's amazing. Old man Wu, with your skills, you can basically live forever."

Zhizha Wu smiled wryly and shook his head: "How can that be? Not to mention that my body is becoming more and more useless. I still have to live in hiding from the XZ every day. Once the ghost messenger finds out and catches me back, it's over. Moreover, although the paper figurine in your hand is my substitute, once it is destroyed, my secret will be known to the underworld, and by then, I will never be able to escape again."

I looked at the paper man in my hand and squeezed him even tighter.

I asked Zhizha Wu: "What happened to the paper figurine who came to fight with me today? Why did you make an abbot?"

Zhi Zha Wu waved his hand: "It's nothing more than a trick. This kind of paper man is far less sophisticated than my double. It's just a cover-up to scare people."

By this time, it was getting late at night.I started yawning and dozed off on the futon.He listened to Zhi Zha Wu and Zhang Yuan's conversations in his ears.

Suddenly, there was a bang on the temple door, and then the voice of the abbot came from the door: "I bought it back, I bought it back."

I was overjoyed, and quickly struggled to sit up.

I saw the abbot holding a paper figure as tall as a person, hurried in, and asked Zhi Zhawu: "Old man, how about this paper figure? Can it be used?"

Zhi Zha Wu nodded: "Not bad."

Then, he said to Zhang Yuan: "Friend Daoist, I'm starting now."

Zhang Yuan urged: "Let's get started."

Zhi Zha Wu didn't waste any time, and reached out to the abbot for a brush, then dipped in the water in the basin, while chanting mantras, while drawing on the paper figurine.

Gradually, the whole body of the paper figurine was painted wet, and when illuminated by the ever-burning lamp on the main hall, it was actually slightly flooded.

After finishing all this, Zhizha Wu rested for a while, then took out a yellow talisman from his bosom, shook it violently in his hand, and suddenly threw it into the basin.

The water in the basin boiled like oil with a bang.Then, the old man picked up the brazier and threw the fire inside towards the paper figurine.

The paper figurine was immediately set on fire.The fire was blazing, and I couldn't help but took two steps back.

However, after a few seconds, the flame gradually went out.The paper figurines inside are intact.

Zhi Zha Wu looked at the paper figurine with satisfaction, and asked, "What do you think?"

I thought the paper figurine would come alive, take two steps, and then open its mouth and say, "Very good."

Unexpectedly, the paper figurine was still standing there in a daze, motionless.It's just an angry voice from inside: "It's much better than before."

Zhi Zha Wu nodded, then sat down on the futon, panting heavily, beads of sweat dripping from his forehead.

I tugged at him: "Is this the end?"

Zhi Zha Wu turned around and asked, "What else do you want?"

I stared, "My master still can't move."

Zhizha Wu suddenly smiled: "Young man, do you think I am the Buddha of the Western Paradise? Use lotus root to make a body for Nezha? Your master is gone. I will make him a body with paper dolls so that he can attach himself to it. It's very good." gone."

At this time, Zhang Yuanweng's weng voice sounded again: "Xu You, I am now attached to the coffin in the same way as I was back then. It's just that I am more like a human being now. And old man Wu has some skills, my soul, It should be fine if it appears during the day, and it doesn’t need to be buried underground all year round.”

Zhizha Wu proudly said: "Of course, you are attached to my paper figurine, so you don't have to be afraid of the yang energy during the day. However, you must not expose it to the sun. And it must be fireproof."

Zhang Yuan said: "I understand this."

After tossing all night, we were all very tired, Zhang Yuan gave a few orders, and we all fell asleep.

When I woke up the next morning, the first thing I did was to see if my paper man was still there.This thing is the best weight to threaten Zhizha Wu, so it cannot be lost.

I checked and everything is fine.So he came to the hall.Over there, Zhizha Wu was arguing with Zhang Yuan.

I saw Zhang Yuan said to Zhizha Wu: "Old man Wu, you can't just ignore death. What can you do if you help me once?"

Zhi Zha Wu shook his head: "We are not relatives, but I have already made paper figurines for you. What else do you want from me? You two, master and apprentice, are too bullying."

Zhang Yuan said: "I have to find a way to go to the coffin shop and save my daughter."

Zhizha Wu said indifferently: "That's your daughter, not mine. I didn't say you, fellow Daoist Zhang, we Taoists are all cursed for thousands of years. If you give birth to a daughter, isn't that harming her?"

Zhang Yuan was silent, and after a while he said: "Old man Wu, even if you can live in hiding for decades, in the end, you will die, and you can't escape if you lose your soul."

As soon as Zhizha Wu heard this, pain appeared on his face, and he shook his head again and again: "Don't mention this to me, I don't want to hear it."

Zhang Yuan sneered: "Whether you want to hear it or not, this is your life, you can't escape."

Zhi Zha Wu sat on the ground with his head in his arms, his face full of pain, and he looked like he was about to cry.

Then, Zhang Yuan said earnestly and kindly: "As long as you help me get my body out, you don't have to worry about the rest. When I break the curse in the future, you will be free."

Zhi Zha Wu's heart became a little more active, he raised his head, and asked doubtfully, "Can you break the curse?"

Zhang Yuan hummed: "I'm [-]% sure."

Zhizha Wu muttered to himself: "[-]% sure is not too small. Not too small."

Master asked him: "How is it? Can you help me?"

Zhizha Wu seemed to want to try, and asked Zhang Yuan: "How can I help you? What do you want me to do? Is it dangerous?"

Zhang Yuan's tone was very relaxed: "It's not dangerous, it's not dangerous at all. You just need to go to the coffin shop and step on the spot."

Zhizha Wu's old face turned pale in an instant: "Take a look? The coffin shop? Why don't you just let me die? That place is too dangerous, I dare not go."

At this time, I couldn't help being curious, and asked, "Where is the coffin shop? Why are you so afraid?"

Before Zhang Yuan could speak, Zhizha Wu Xian stood up and stomped his feet while explaining: "The people living in the coffin shop are real ghosts. Their identities are like the imperial envoys of Hades. We ghosts. Those of us who practice the Tao have no ability to compete with them. If you go, you will die."

Zhang Yuan's faint voice sounded: "That's because you are not good enough. As long as you are strong, what are those ghosts? Old man Wu, as long as you help me this time, you don't have to hide if you succeed."

Zhi Zhawu struggled for a while, then shook his head sadly: "It's not that I won't help you, the point is that the coffin shop is too dangerous. You go by yourself, and your body will stay there, let alone I'm old. Not when I was young gone."

Zhang Yuan chuckled twice: "It's fine if you're willing to go, I've already figured out the way out for you. Old man Wu, don't you know how to make paper figurines?"

Zhi Zha Wu suddenly became excited: "What do you mean?"

Zhang Yuan seemed to understand immediately: "That's right, you don't have to go in person, just use a paper doll instead. In this case, the danger is much less."

Zhi Zha Wu nodded: "That's right, the danger is indeed much smaller. But..."

Zhang Yuan asked resolutely: "Don't let it go, I have advised you all morning. Are you willing to take a chance and lift the curse, or continue to hide for decades and be caught by someone? You choose yourself."

Zhizha Wu stomped heavily: "Okay, I did it."

The breakfast that day was very rich, and the abbot was busy buying wine and selling meat, and cooked several dishes, claiming to practice it for Zhizhawu.

At the dinner table, Zhizha Wu cried while eating.

Zhang Yuan's voice floated up again: "Have a good meal, it will make you feel like you are eating a meal with your head cut off, you old man, you are really hopeless."

After dinner, Zhizha Wu was busy all day, drawing 49 paper figurines in a row.A drop of blood dripped from the face of each paper figurine, and his own birth date was written on the back of the paper figurine.

Throughout the day, his paper figurines were drawn very slowly, as if they were struggling.It was dusk by the time this was done.

Then, Zhizha Wu sat cross-legged on the futon, as if falling asleep, and screamed again.

Then, like a gust of wind blowing over.The paper figurines in front of him flew up one after another, fluttering, and flew out of the Dasheng Temple.

Zhang Yuan said leisurely: "Those paper figurines have his soul on them. There are 49 strands in total. They floated to 49 directions respectively. If one of the strands of the soul goes to check the coffin shop, even if it is found, it will not be alive. Danger."

I nodded: "This old man is quite cautious."

Zhang Yuan said disdainfully: "Old man Wu is too timid. It's really shameful to be afraid of death to such an extent."

After Zhizhawu's soul floated out, we stared at his body and chatted one after another.After two or three hours, there was still no movement.

I asked Zhang Yuan: "It's time to come back."

Zhang Yuan hummed, and told the abbot and me, "I'm coming back soon, you two cheer up, I've already sensed it."

As soon as this sentence was finished, Zhi Zha Wu suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.Then he opened his eyes, and said with difficulty: "I've been spotted, I'm chasing you, please save me." After saying this, he suddenly spit out blood again as if he had been hit hard, and then fell to the ground Sorry.

The abbot and I hurried to help him, but when we touched his heart, his heartbeat was gone.

The abbot turned pale with shock: "Master Zhang, he is already dead."

Zhang Yuan's voice was urgent, and he said, "You two, don't panic, Xu You, immediately hide old man Wu's body behind the big statue. Then take out his double and put him on the bed, and you all cry for the double."

(End of this chapter)