Taishang patriarch crawled out of the tomb

Chapter 1 The ancestral tomb emits green smoke, the ancestor of the black donkey hoof town
"Oh no!"

"Help!"

"Taishang Patriarch cheated the corpse!"

When the sky was getting dark, there were bursts of terrified screams on Qingyang Mountain, piercing the silence of the morning.

all of a sudden.

The chickens flew like dogs, and the entire Marrow Cleansing Sect was boiling.

In the morning mist.

In a row of houses halfway up Qingyang Mountain, many disciples rushed out in disheveled clothes.

"What happened?"

"Didn't the Taishang Patriarch just be buried yesterday? Why did he suddenly cheat the corpse?"

"The head of the sect was in a hurry, and he buried the Taishang Patriarch before the first seven days. Could it be that the Taishang Patriarch was unhappy and crawled out of the grave?!"

"Go to the back mountain to have a look, and bring a few more black donkey hooves. If the Taishang Patriarch dares to cheat the corpse, just stick it in my mouth!"

The disciples of the Sui Sui Sect made a lot of noise and walked towards the back mountain together.

All of them were depressed.

Because in the past few days, a major event has happened in the Sui Sui Sect.

It is said that in the Stone Kingdom God Dynasty in the Great Wilderness Eastern Territory, the world-renowned ancient spirit body went south to fight against the enemy, and passed by here seven days later, and wanted to come to Xisuizong to visit the Taishang Patriarch.

Ask the Taishang Patriarch to wash his marrow and cut his veins to improve his physique.

This is a big deal, everyone in the Sui Sui Sect is excited and excited.

Taishang Patriarch is a famous marrow-washing saint in Qingzhou, known as the marrow-washing saint.

Purely hand-washed marrow, famous all over the world.

therefore.

Although the Xisui Sect is hidden in the most remote and barren Qingyang Mountain in Qingzhou, but the mountain is not high, and there is a great ancestor who is alive.

I don't know how many people come and kneel and beg the Taishang Patriarch to wash the marrow and cut the pulse.

But Taishang Patriarch never made a move easily.

It has been more than ten years since the last shot.

After receiving the greeting card from the desolate ancient spirit body, the Taishang Patriarch decided to take action, washing the marrow and cutting the veins for it.

But just the night before.

Patriarch Taishang was suddenly dyed with red hair, and the wind blew all night.

In the morning, I saw that the Taishang Patriarch had died in the marrow washing hall.

The corpse was already cold, but the pipe was still dangling from its mouth. With a strange smile on its face, it stared at the half-open window.

"It's too scary, the Taishang Patriarch obviously didn't want to rest in peace!"

"The head said that the Taishang Patriarch was assassinated by someone, and the murderer is unknown."

"It's hard to say!"

"Recently, the wilderness is not peaceful, and the orc kingdom has invaded the border of our human race again. The ancient spirit body has killed many orc masters, maybe"

"Hush! Don't talk nonsense, be careful to grow red hair on your mouth like Taishang Patriarch!"

The disciples of the Sui Sui Sect discussed softly while walking to the back mountain.

at this time.

The day has already broken, and the morning light is shining, piercing through the morning mist like a white gauze, and falling on Qingyang Mountain like pieces of gold.

faintly visible.

There are several halls with glazed golden tiles, and several rows of houses with white walls and blue tiles. In the morning light and mist, a group of sleepy disciples walked along the stone steps.

At the gate of the mountain, there was an old dog, Wangcai, tied to him. His coat was brown and yellow. He lay down and stared, drooling at the rabbit in the grass.

This is the Sui Sui Sect.

In the vast southern Qingzhou, there is a low-key and unique hermit sect.

"Dump Dump"

The disciples came to the back mountain.

The place is desolate, with only a few graves, weeds overgrown, and crows hovering in the sky.

at the forefront.

There is a new grave, and paper money is flying around the tombstone in the morning wind.

On the tombstone is impressively written - "Tomb of Yang Heng, the ancestor of Xisui Zong Taishang".

at this time.

A middle-aged man in a purple robe was spreading paper money around the grave.

Paper money is flying, he is chanting words
"Master, you left in such a hurry, you haven't finished teaching the marrow washing technique to your disciples, why did you leave?"

"You are usually stingy, but my disciple is still very proud. The paper figurines, horses, and paper masters are all burned to you."

"Also, once you leave, who will wash the marrow and cut the veins of the ancient spirit body?"

"Students are definitely not good, let alone the second junior brother and third junior sister."

The middle-aged man in purple robe muttered to himself, with a sad expression on his face.

This person.

It was Li Daqiu, the head of the Sui Sui Sect.

He is also the great apprentice of Yang Heng, the patriarch of the Sui Sui Sect.

At this moment.

Behind him, footsteps were heard.

A group of disciples from the Sui Sui Sect came.

They bowed and saluted: "See the master!"

Looking at this group of disheveled and sleepy disciples, headmaster Li Daqiu felt melancholy.

in those days.

Although the Sui Sui Sect is not well-known in Qingzhou, it still has a hundred and ten disciples. How come there are only twenty or so disciples left in my hands? !
"Could it be that there is really a problem with my management ability?"

"Or, is there something wrong with your own management method?"

"No, no, I must be the best! The problem lies with the disciples of this class!"

"It's all these disciples who are too useless to move, otherwise I, Li Daqiu, would already be famous all over the world!"

"Of course, Grandfather Taishang has also greatly hindered me."

The head Li Daqiu reflected on himself while throwing out paper money.

In the end, when I figured it out, I couldn't help being radiant and energetic, and excitedly "slapped" the tombstone a few times.

"Come here, come here, all of you, let's kowtow to the Taishang Patriarch!"

Li Daqiu waved to his disciples.

When the disciples heard this, they trembled for a while, and their faces were unnatural.

"What's wrong?!"

At this moment.

A disciple whispered: "Master, I heard that the Taishang Patriarch cheated on the corpse last night?"

Li Daqiu's hand stroking the tombstone froze, staring and scolding: "Nonsense!"

"The Taishang Patriarch was kind when he was alive, but cute after death, how could he cheat the corpse!"

As he spoke, his body involuntarily took a few steps back, and an oversized black donkey's hoof slipped from his sleeve.

The disciples looked at each other left and right, and couldn't help admiring.

As expected of the head of the sect, he came prepared, even the hooves of the black donkeys were bigger than theirs.

It must be called a donkey's hoof.

With the "weapon" in their hands, everyone was not so afraid anymore. They followed the head Li Daqiu and looked around the tomb of the Taishang Patriarch carefully.

while whispering to each other
"The ancient spirit body is about to come to our marrow washing sect to wash the marrow and cut the veins, but the Taishang Patriarch died with his body dyed red hair. The death is strange, I have seen it with my own eyes."

"Yes, that's right, I nailed the coffin board with my own hands, with a total of 36 screw nails!"

"I buried it with my own hands. I dug the grave ten feet deep. Those who don't know it think I'm digging a well!"

Hearing the disciples' discussions, the leader Li Daqiu's expression relaxed a lot, and he felt a little relieved.

The disciples are down-to-earth, reliable, and careful. They even buried the Taishang Patriarch so deeply and seriously.

There are some successors of the Marrow Washing Sect!

"Cough cough!"

Li Daqiu coughed softly a few times, which attracted the attention of the disciples.

"The people of our Xisui Sect are all craftsmen, and they rely on their hands to eat."

"The Taishang Patriarch has passed away, but he is still a piece of eternal blue sky in our Xisui Sect, and the spirit of Xisui Sect will never cease!"

"In the days to come, we will offer three sticks of incense to the Taishang Patriarch every day, and burn more paper money and paper mothers, so that the Taishang Patriarch can live a nourishing and happy life there."

Li Daqiu said loudly, the more he spoke, the more excited he became.

Somehow.

It feels like standing in front of Taishang Patriarch's grave today, I am full of inspiration, and my thoughts seem to be clearer than before.

Could it be that he was blessed by the spirit of the Supreme Patriarch? !
It must be so!

The Taishang Patriarch had just died, and the body hadn't cooled completely, let alone the first seven days, so he gave the order to bury the Taishang Patriarch, letting him be buried in the ground as soon as possible.

May I ask Dahuang, is there such an excellent and filial leader? !

Li Daqiu smiled proudly, and continued:
"The Taishang Patriarch, an old man, has marrow washing techniques that are superb. He once washed a fellow Taoist who had a protruding waist disc for ten years into a spirit body with a waist disc, which shocked Qingyang Mountain."

"Now, looking at the grave of the Taishang Patriarch, do you think the Taishang Patriarch is dead?!"

"No! Taishang Patriarch is not dead! He just went there to enjoy the blessing!"

"Alas, what a blessing!"

Li Daqiu's lips fluttered up and down, the more he spoke, the more excited he became.

suddenly.

He took out a suona from behind.

"There is no relative that Suona can't welcome, no soul that Suona can't send away, no red hijab that Suona can't lift, and no coffin board that Suona can't cover!"

"One song will make you married, and one song will make the dead rest in peace!"

Li Daqiu's desolate and mournful voice echoed in Qingyang Mountain, resounding through the mountains and ravines of the wilderness.

The disciples looked solemn, and one by one consciously took out various musical instruments such as bamboo flute, long flute, erhu, gong, guqin, and cowhide drum.

"The Taishang Patriarch is not weaker than others in his life."

"A Suona ensemble song for the ancestors!"

The voice fell.

Li Daqiu, the head of the sect, turned around, and his robe flew around with paper money from the grave, while he was already looking at the grave of the great ancestor, blowing the suona.

The eyes are round like peach pits, and the cheeks are bulging like red apples.

Behind the body, the disciples also began to twist their bodies according to the rhythm, playing the flute, playing the Xiao, playing the erhu, beating the gong, and beating the cowhide drum.

all of a sudden.

The back mountain of Qingyang Mountain.

The sound of gongs and drums soars to the sky, the sound of the flute frightens the birds, and the erhu and guqin circle the mountains.

Among them, the sound of suona is like weeping and complaining, but it is sonorous and powerful, with a strong rhythm of cracking stones and flowing clouds.

Just one song.

There are still lingering sounds echoing among the high mountains of the Great Wilderness, which last for a long time.

When the wind blew, the paper money fluttered and landed on the shoulders of the leader Li Daqiu.

He turned his head, flipped the paper money off his shoulder with his fingers, and sighed: "It seems that the Taishang Patriarch has really been sent away by us."

"Today happens to be Ching Ming Festival."

"Disciples of the Xisui Sect, please say hello to the Taishang Patriarch at the end!"

The disciples of the Sui Sui Sect said weakly: "Taishang Patriarch Leihou (hello), Ching Ming Festival crooked guy (happy)!"

Li Daqiu frowned and reminded: "Be louder!"

"The Taishang Patriarch was nailed with 36 spiral nails by you and buried ten feet deep. Can the Taishang Patriarch hear you so quietly?!"

Upon hearing this, the disciples shouted in unison: "Hello, Patriarch Taishang, Happy Tomb-sweeping Day—!"

The neat voice echoed in the back mountain, startling a few crows in the barren grass and flew away.

"click"

"Boom"

In the sky, there was a sudden thunder explosion, and lightning flashed across the sky.

then.

There was a strong wind blowing all around, blowing sand and rocks flying, and paper money flying on the grave, falling on Li Daqiu and the disciples of the Xisui Sect.

Everyone turned pale with fright.

Kneeling in front of Taishang Patriarch's grave, he kowtowed and said, "Taishang Patriarch, I love you, Taishang Patriarch, Happy Tomb-sweeping Day."

Maybe it was the ancestor of the Taishang who appeared.

The lightning and thunder disappeared, and the wind stopped.

The sky returned to tranquility, the sun emerged from the gaps in the clouds, sprinkled thousands of golden lights, dispelled the morning fog, brought endless light, and illuminated the wild mountains and rivers.

Behind the mountain, in front of the tomb.

The head of the sect, Li Daqiu, and a group of Sui Sui Sect disciples looked like they had survived the catastrophe, their faces were pale, and their bodies were soaked through.

They stood up tremblingly, feeling extremely weak.

Li Daqiu showed the majesty of the head of the sect, and was the first to speak.

"It seems that the Taishang Patriarch has received our Qingming Festival blessing over there, and he was responding to us just now!"

"So good!"

"Let's go, let's all go back, everyone is tired today, let's add an extra chicken drumstick for lunch"

Li Daqiu was talking.

A disciple kneeling in the left front suddenly widened his eyes, pointed to the grave, and said in horror: "Ma Zhang Zhang Sect!"

"What's the matter?"

"The grave of the Taishang Patriarch is smoking!"

"what--?!"

Li Daqiu was startled, the black donkey's hoof in his sleeve was already in his palm.

The disciples behind him also took out their "weapons".

They stare.

Sure enough, wisps of green smoke rose from the grave of Taishang Patriarch.

Under the light of the morning light, the blue smoke curled up and was clearly visible.

Li Daqiu was stunned, and then suddenly danced excitedly: "This is smoke from the ancestral grave, and the grand ancestor has appeared! Hahaha."

He turned around, faced the disciples of the Sui Sui Sect, and said excitedly:
"As the old saying goes, if the ancestral grave smokes, the descendants will make a lot of money!"

"I didn't expect that once the Taishang Patriarch died, our Sui Sui Sect would flourish!"

"I believe that with the blessing of the Taishang Patriarch, the Marrow Washing Sect will definitely become famous in the future, attracting hundreds of thousands of practitioners to wash the marrow."

When the disciples heard what the master said, they all screamed excitedly.

Howled a wolf.

The black donkey's hooves in his hand were thrown away.

Li Daqiu turned his back to the tomb and faced his disciples, and shouted joyfully, "Everyone come with me, and then say hello to Taishang Patriarch and send a blessing!"

"Let the green smoke from the Taishang Patriarch's grave last forever!"

then.

A group of disciples yelled again in unison: "Hello, Patriarch Taishang, Happy Tomb-sweeping Day—!"

After the words fell, a hoarse and vicissitudes voice suddenly came from behind Li Daqiu
"Fun!"

Li Daqiu thought he was hallucinating, so he didn't care.

But at this moment, he felt that someone was stabbing him in the back, again and again, triple and double.

"Who the hell is stabbing me?!"

"This rhythm will scare me to death!"

Li Daqiu couldn't help but froze, and his smile froze.

He turned his head and looked back with difficulty, his eyeballs jumped out of their sockets in shock.

I see.

A white head emerged from the grave, with soil still on it, but it was full of vicissitudes of life and a chrysanthemum smile, with a dry tobacco pot in its mouth, smoking it.

Green smoke curls up, like smoke from a grave.

"Hi! Good morning! My boy."

"Want to smoke, come together?!"

As he spoke, he raised his skinny hand like a chicken paw.

Li Daqiu was stunned.

Also petrified.

"So it's not the smoke from the ancestral grave, but the Taishang Patriarch is smoking!"

His mind went blank, and it took him a while to react.

Seeing that the other party was about to reach out to stab him again, he screamed in fright.

"what--!"

"The Supreme Patriarch cheated on the corpse!"

"I beg you old man to rest in peace, don't stab me, I'm so scared. Black donkey's hoof, I'll insert—"

Li Daqiu was so frightened that he begged for mercy.

But suddenly there was a ruthless look in his eyes, he raised the black donkey's hoof in his hand, and slammed it into the mouth of the smoking Taishang Patriarch on the grave.
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