Cultivation little Taoist

Chapter 502

"No." Ye Feng popped out such a sentence.

The yellow talisman was attached to the corpse's face, and the corpse did not move in an instant. The mortician's skills were good, and within half a minute, he re-attached the yellow talisman to the corpse's face.

"Isn't this all right? Why can't it work?" The fat man asked suspiciously.

Ye Feng rolled his eyes at him, "Treat the symptoms but not the root cause. If this yellow talisman is effective, why did the corpse riot just now?"

This question left the fat man speechless, "That's right!"

"Fellow Daoist, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand. It was just a gust of evil wind that disturbed the aura of the corpse. How could my yellow talisman for expelling corpses be useless?"

The mortician said with some disdain.

But as soon as he finished speaking, the body that had been affixed with the yellow talisman rioted again, the yellow talisman on its forehead fell off again, and instantly bit the mortician.

"Ah!" The mortician did not expect such an accident, and was bitten on the shoulder by the corpse.

Ye Feng didn't look at it any more, and struck out a Five Emperor's Coin in his hand. The corpse was hit hard on the forehead, wailed, and looked angrily at Ye Feng in the distance.

Ye Feng performed the Maoshan God Walk, and rushed to the corpse quickly, pulled out a blank yellow talisman in his hand, bit his fingertips, quickly drew a few lines on it, and then stuck it on the forehead of the corpse, The corpse didn't move anymore.

"Slap in the face?" Ye Feng glanced at the mortician indifferently, but the mortician held his shoulder and did not speak.

Ye Feng did the same thing, and after replacing all the yellow talismans on the foreheads of these corpses with his own, he pulled the mortician up from the ground.

"Your blood has the power to suppress corpses...could it be...you are a celestial master?" the mortician looked at Ye Feng's blood-dropping fingertips and asked.

"Master Maoshan, Fengweizi. Just call me Ye Feng." Ye Feng replied with a wave of his hand.

The expression on the man's face changed slightly, he took off his hat, and revealed an extremely ugly face: "It's really rude, I'm chasing the mortician Ji Yichun."

"Hey, I'll go... Dude, you look really special..." The fat man said after coming over, sucking his teeth.

Indeed, Ji Yichun looks like a corpse, with protruding eyeballs, high cheekbones, and no flesh, and a large black mole on his chin with a tuft of hair growing on it.

"This is the characteristic of their morticians. Don't make a fuss." Ye Feng stopped the fat man from talking.

Ji Yichun seemed to be used to others commenting on his appearance, but he didn't show any emotion, but his respect for Ye Feng was a little less.

"Special feature? Do you need looks to be a mortician?" The fat man asked suspiciously.

Seeing that Ye Feng could not explain this question clearly, I am afraid that the fat man will keep asking, so he explained while looking at the corpses:

"The folks in western Hunan have had the industry of exorcising corpses since ancient times, and exorcists never randomly recruit apprentices.

The parents of the apprentices first set up a written certificate, and then the mortician must be interviewed.

Generally speaking, it needs to be at least sixteen years old and over 1.7 meters tall. At the same time, there is a very special condition. The appearance should be ugly, the uglier the better.

From a certain level, the uglier the mortician, the more likely he is to make a name for himself in this industry.

The second is the ability test. The mortician first lets the examinee look at the sun in the sky, then rotates, and then stops suddenly. You are required to immediately distinguish east, west, north, south, if you can't tell, you will not be hired.Because you don't distinguish between east, west, north, and south at this time, it means that you can't tell the direction and can't drive the corpse at night;
Next, the corpse smith wants you to find something and carry a burden.Because the corpse is not a living person after all, it cannot climb up when it encounters a steep slope.To drive the corpses, you have to carry them on the high slope one by one;

Finally, there is another interview, which is that the mortician puts a tung tree leaf on the cemetery in the remote mountain, and asks you to retrieve it by yourself in the dark. Only in this way can you prove that you have the courage to be a mortician.If you successfully pass these three levels, you will have the possibility to become a mortician's apprentice. "

After Ye Feng finished speaking, his face changed slightly, and he looked at Ji Yichun, "Although you are ugly, brother, it seems that you haven't learned much in the art of exorcising corpses, and you have even touched the most basic taboos."

When Ji Yichun heard this, he lost even the last trace of respect, and put on a sneer on his face: "Tianshi Ye, I respect you because I respect you because I am Maoshan Tianshi.

But we morticians never communicate with Yin Xing, and even the people in Yin Xing respect us somewhat.

Don't talk nonsense about things you don't understand.

I don't know where you heard the rumors about our morticians, but to tell you the truth, those who only know the surface are not qualified to teach me a lesson! "

This is because Ji Yichun took advantage of the secret characteristic of his technique of exorcising corpses in Xiangxi, so he was angry with Ye Feng for pretending to understand.

To be honest, apart from my own master, no one has the qualifications to teach me a lesson.

Especially a layman like Ye Feng!
Ye Feng smiled: "You chase the morticians three times and three times, right?"

"Yes, so what's the matter?" Ji Yichun asked back.

"Whether to catch up or not to catch up, you can talk about it yourself."

Just as Ji Yichun was about to speak, he realized something and sneered: "Tianshi Ye, you are not here to investigate the inheritance and secrets of our morticians, are you?"

"No, I'm really not that interested." Ye Feng waved his hand, pointing at the corpse, "Since you don't say it, let me do it.

The three expulsions refer to those who are beheaded, hanged, and imprisoned to death.

Legend has it that because they were all forced to die, they were unconvinced when they died, and they missed their hometown and their relatives. They could use magic to hook their souls, use spells to suppress their respective corpses, and then use magic to drive them to climb mountains and mountains, and even go to the mountains. The boat returned home across the water.

But those who are beheaded must be sewn together with needles and threads.

The three don'ts refer to those who die of illness, those who die voluntarily by throwing themselves into the river and hang themselves, and those who are incomplete in limbs due to thunder and fire.

Among them, the souls of those who died of illness have been hooked off by Hades, and they cannot be recalled from the ghost gate;

The souls of those who throw the river hanger are "substituted" and entangled, and they may be handing over. If the new soul is brought in, the old soul cannot be replaced, which will affect the rebirth of the old soul;
In addition, those who died as a result of thunder were all sinners, and those who died in the fire were often incomplete and unable to drive away.

This is to catch up with three and not to catch up with three. "

After Ye Feng finished speaking, Ji Yichun froze for a moment, gritted his teeth, "How do you know such details?
Impossible, our Xiangxi exorcism technique has never been rumored! "

"Casting corpses, although it belongs to the Gu art of the Miao nationality and is a part of the Chu Wu culture, but its origin is related to the Maoshan art Zhu Youke. In Zhu Youke, it is called Yiling."

"What? You said that our Xiangxi exorcism originated from Maoshan art?" Ji Yichun was even more dumbfounded, "How is this possible?"

"It's not Maoshan technique, it's Zhu Youke.

More than 1000 years ago, Zhu Youke went out independently and became the thirteenth branch of Chinese medicine. I only know a little bit of superficial knowledge. The real Zhu Youshu expert should be regarded as Longmen Zhongxing among the seven unique skills. "

Ye Feng explained, this made Ji Yichun really convinced, but he still didn't understand, why did he make the mistake of rushing three times and not rushing three times?

"I also ask Ye Tianshi to clarify the confusion!" Ji Yichun became respectful again, and said to Ye Feng.

"These corpses were all struck to death by lightning." Ye Feng said, turned over a corpse, pinched the flesh of the back of the neck and tore it, exposing the scorched bones inside.

"Look, it was struck by lightning." Ye Feng explained:

"I have practiced the method of clearing thunder for a long time, and I am very sensitive to the judgment of Tianlei. These corpses should have it on the back of their necks.

If you still don't believe it, you can smash all the bones of the back of their necks and put them in your mouth, there should be a tingling feeling. "

"Hey, shit." Ji Yichun was disgusted enough to hear Ye Feng's description, so he went to check the remaining corpses, and found that there were those scorched black marks on the back of his neck.

"What the hell! Those surnamed Yang lied to me! Fortunately, they are still everyone! Just bully us little people who rely on craftsmanship for a living!" Ji Yichun said angrily.

"Surnamed Yang?" Ye Feng's heart skipped a beat, feeling that it shouldn't be such a coincidence, right?

"Soul-suppressing spirit deed, Yang Wanzhe's home?"

Ji Yichun was stunned for a moment, and asked cautiously: "Master Ye Tian, ​​don't you...are you friends with them?"

Ji Yichun's idea is not unreasonable. As one of the seven unique skills, Soul Suppressing Spirit Deed, Maoshan Tianshi is at the same level as them, so he must be familiar with it.

Didn't what I said just now hit the iron plate...

"We came here to settle accounts with them." The fat man waved his hand, "That's just fine, it's just fine that you lead the way, brother."

Ji Yichun let out a long breath, "That's good, that's good, I will definitely settle this account with the Yang family!"

Ye Feng thought for a while, where did these corpses of the Yang family come from?
To be struck by a thunderbolt, it must be regarded as heinous, or even a person who has stepped into the magic cultivator?
Could it be that the Yang family of the soul-suppressing spirit contract has fallen to this point?
"How did the Yang family explain these corpses to you?"

"They handed over these corpses to me, saying that these were people who died loyally for their Yang family, and asked me to send them back to their hometown in Guizhou. The price was 1 yuan per corpse.

Unexpectedly, they used this method to deceive me, which made me touch the taboo of three do not catch up! "

Ji Yichun continued to curse in the local dialect, and Ye Feng waved his hand: "Take care of these corpses first to prevent them from changing, and then talk about looking for the Yang family. Is there a dead corpse inn near you?"

"Ah, yes, Master Ye still knows how to bury corpses?" Ji Yichun asked.

"Understand a little bit, after all, it was created by Maoshan technique." Ye Feng shrugged, "You go ahead, drive these corpses to the dead corpse inn, and then find some coffins inside, and bury these dead corpses..."

(End of this chapter)