I Am the Corpse Master

Chapter [*] How many disabilities are there? (Part [*])

In all fairness, Han Jizu didn't want Jiang Lin to get into big trouble because of his own affairs. Although he provided the place where Jiang Lin lives now, if Jiang Lin wanted to repay in this way, he really couldn't bear it in his heart.

But since Jiang Lin has made such a decision very seriously, he can only support it.

Later, if Jiang Lin gets into any big trouble because of this, he will do what he said, even if he goes bankrupt, he will try his best to protect Jiang Lin.

This time, Han Jizu was really angry that one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven, otherwise he might have persuaded Jiang Lin.

Feng Yunting and Pan Xuemei still wanted to persuade Jiang Lin to take a long-term view, but in their opinion, Jiang Lin's current attitude is probably a waste of words.

Feng Yunting had nothing to do, but Pan Xuemei was already thinking about how to deal with the mess left by Jianglin tomorrow.

No matter what, she couldn't let Jiang Lin get into trouble all over, not to mention that Jiang Lin was kind to her, she said that now, Jiang Lin is already her lover.

Yesterday, although she thought Jiang Lin was an old monk, some of the later twists made her know Jiang Lin's feelings for her directly.

Under such circumstances, how could she let Jiang Lin cause troubles that she couldn't get rid of.

"Xuemei, Miss Gu, do you know where there is a cemetery in the south of the city?"

Jiang Lin looked at Pan Xuemei and Gu Shulan. This time, he still didn't plan to use any spells or abilities, and he couldn't show too outrageous abilities, so he needed to make some necessary preparations.

Even if Jiang Lin did something that caused trouble for himself, he would avoid the trouble in advance.

"Graveyard?"

Pan Xuemei looked at Jiang Lin suspiciously, not knowing what Jiang Lin was doing looking for the cemetery at the moment.

Does this have anything to do with tomorrow?

"As for the cemetery, there is a green pine cemetery more than ten miles south of the city. Young Master Jiang, what are you doing to the cemetery?"

Although she was puzzled, Pan Xuemei still told Jiang Lin the location of the nearest cemetery.

Although she was trapped in Pan Mansion for so many years, the Qingsong Cemetery had always existed during her lifetime, and she still knew about this place.

"That's of course to prepare for tomorrow's affairs. By the way, I may come back in the middle of the night. If there is any unexpected situation here, come and find me there immediately."

Although there are a lot of ghosts in the Pan Mansion, and there is a red mother who may have reached the level of ghost emperor, Jiang Lin was still worried about what would happen when he left, so he reminded Pan Xuemei.

If something unexpected happens, Pan Xuemei will be in danger, even if he reveals his other identity, he will rush back.

Pan Xuemei nodded slightly and warned, "Young Master Jiang, you must be careful, don't... don't make me worry."

If it weren't for the fact that she couldn't leave the Pan Mansion during the day, she would have wanted to go with Jiang Lin.

"Don't worry, don't worry, everything is mine."

Jiang Lin gave Pan Xuemei a confident smile, and then left Pan's house directly. He needed to get some phosphorus powder, and he also needed to prepare other things, which was quite time-consuming.

Han Jizu and Feng Yunting looked at Pan Xuemei and Jiang Lin's back, feeling envious and jealous.

There must be a situation between Pan Xuemei and Jiang Lin, and they can see it clearly.

This is so jealous.

They never thought that Pan Xuemei, the hanged ghost before, would become so beautiful.

However, Jiang Lin had such an opportunity when he chose Pan Xuemei's boudoir as a place to study.

They really regret it. If they lived there, they might have had a ghost love.

If Pan Xuemei knew that Han Jizu and the others had such envy in their hearts, she could treat them with contempt.

These two scholars will only look at how beautiful she is now, and when the elder with her tongue sticking out looks dead, they can be frightened and fainted.

If she is still the same now, Han Jizu and Feng Yunting will be full of hell when they see her.

Apart from being afraid of being ugly, there is probably no other possibility.

After Pan Xuemei, Gu Shulan and Han Jizu chatted for a while, they stopped disturbing Han Jizu's recovery and walked away through the wall.

Now Hong Ma and the others don't know the current situation, and they have to explain the situation.

There is an underground space under the foundation of Pan's house. If the house of Pan's house is taken away and rebuilt, this underground space will also be discovered. At that time, the ghosts hidden in Pan's house will not be safe. the place.

So this matter has to be handled properly.

When Pan Xuemei and Gu Shulan were discussing countermeasures together, Jiang Lin had already arrived at the Qingsong Cemetery that Pan Xuemei said.

After sensing the surroundings, he no longer had any scruples, and directly used the mind control ability of his corpse to shoot at the graves.

What he wants to take is the bone phosphorus powder in these tombs that can provoke ghost fires.

Jiang Lin won't expose his appearance and figure tomorrow, so he needs these phosphorus powders to create ghost fires.

It was only in the middle of the night that Jiang Lin collected a sufficient amount of phosphorous powder. After that, he chopped down a lot of trees and tree trunks with his sword.

He was really ready to make those dog-legged yamen and servants who came to be crippled.

There are as many as they come, and the muddy legs that come, all become disabled.

And it's a comminuted fracture.

As long as the wooden stakes formed by these tree trunks are thrown out by him, all the arms, legs and feet will be smashed into meat patties.

As for Wang Dianshi, Jiang Lin didn't think about it at all, he wasn't ready to kill this fellow.

In the middle of the night, Jiang Lin tied up the dozens of wooden stakes with a length of half a zhang with tree vines, and carried them back to Pan's house vigorously.

After a night of silence, Pan Xuemei and Gu Shulan ran out of the closet in Jiang Lin's room early the next morning, and Feng Yunting also helped Han Jizu come to him.

"Young Master Jiang, we have discussed with Hong Ma. Your approach to solve the matter won't work, so let us do it."

Pan Xuemei looked at Jiang Lin with a pleading look. She wanted Jiang Lin to be realistic and stop making a fool of herself. Otherwise, not only would she suffer from flesh and blood, but if the matter could not be resolved, they still needed to come forward.

This is equivalent to Jiang Lin being punished for nothing.

"No need, as for the reason, it's what I said before. If you are exposed, it will be very unfavorable to you. I have heard footsteps outside, Xuemei, you and Miss Gu will settle Brother Han and the others first. Right."

"But……"

Pan Xuemei wanted to speak, but she saw Jiang Lin draped a black cloak on the bed over his body, and then he walked to the door where the sun was shining.

After a while, Jiang Lin's whole body began to smoke, and finally it burned directly.

"How? In that case, can they still recognize who I am?"

Jiang Lin was enveloped in the raging flames and looked at Pan Xuemei and the others with a smile.

"Young Master Jiang, you...what are you doing?"

Seeing Jiang Lin being swallowed up by the fire, Pan Xuemei immediately screamed and rushed towards him.

Jiang Lin also took a few steps to meet Pan Xuemei in his arms to prevent her from being exposed to the sun.

"This...what's the matter?"

Pan Xuemei looked at herself and Jiang Lin in disbelief. He was hugged by Jiang Lin and naturally came into contact with the flames on Jiang Lin's body, but what made her feel strange was that the flames on Jiang Lin's body did not have much temperature at all. .

"You, caring is messy. Didn't you realize that all the ghost fires on my body only appear at night? It can't hurt me at all."

Jiang Lin touched Pan Xuemei's forehead lightly, and his heart warmed slightly.

When Pan Xuemei saw the fire on him just now, the nervous and frightened look on his face could fully explain the girl's feelings for him.

"Okay, let's act quickly, there's a lot of good dramas to come."

Jiang Lin let go of Pan Xuemei and looked at the courtyard. Now, the gate of Pan's house has been knocked open by a group of yamen who are five big and three rough.

These bastards really want to be disabled.

Chapter [*] is simply not human! (superior)

"I... My God, Brother Jiang, you... how did you do this?"

"This... what's the situation with this fire?"

Both Han Jizu and Feng Yunting were completely stunned. What kind of magic trick did Jiang Lin use to actually set himself on fire.

It didn't even count when it caught fire. What was even more outrageous was that Jiang Lin was still calm in the midst of the flames, like no one else.

This is just ridiculous.

This is the Arabian Nights.

Not to mention the two normal people, even Gu Shulan, who was a ghost herself, kept wiping her eyes. She didn't know how Jiang Lin did it.

But after she was stunned for a while, she thought of something. Yesterday, Jiang Lin asked them where there was a cemetery, and Jiang Lin also said just now that these flames were ghost fires.

But Jiang Lin was an ordinary scholar, so how could he get ghost fire?

"These are ghost fires, not the flames we generally recognize. Didn't I tell you earlier that I am a half-way monk. In addition to reading some scriptures, I also like to read some strange stories and transcripts. These ghost fires are What books do I get inspiration from."

Jiang Lin was still talking nonsense in a serious manner, but the reason he was looking for was quite reasonable.

Seeing that Han Jizu and Feng Yunting were still bewildered, Jiang Lin smiled lightly and continued, "You must have heard stories and legends about ghosts and ghosts, and ghost fires? Actually, it happened. Ghost fire, not necessarily a ghost, this kind of flame is formed by a kind of phosphorus powder contained in the bones of the dead in the grave, when it encounters the air. This phosphorus powder is similar to the powder of carbon powder and gunpowder, and can be carried out Combustion, the difference is that phosphorus powder can be ignited at normal temperature, and after ignition, a ghost fire is formed, and the temperature of this flame is very low, and it has no lethality at all."

"My God, Brother Jiang, I always admit that I have a lot of knowledge in Feng Yunting, but now compared to you, I'm really ashamed, ashamed!"

Feng Yunting gave Jiang Lin a thumbs up after listening to Jiang Lin's explanation.

If Jiang Lin didn't talk about such things, even if he continued to read in the future, he would not be able to read these things.

Jiang Lin smiled and said, "It's just a few books that are less than a slap in my spare time."

"Brother Jiang, I've really convinced you now that I can think of such a way. You are wearing a black robe, covering your head, face and body, with flames all over your body that blurs your vision, even if you beat someone face to face, the other party won't recognize you. If you come, you would never have thought that such a monster was disguised by a normal person."

After Jiang Lin explained, Han Jizu was not so surprised, but he still admired Jiang Lin very much.

You said that this person's brain is so different from that of a person.

Is this what a normal person can think of?

Before, he and Feng Yunting were worried about Jiang Lin, worried that after Jiang Lin beat those yamen and servants, he would be arrested by the government.

But now, it turns out that their worries are superfluous at all.

Even if Jiang Lin met with those servants, I'm afraid those bastards wouldn't think of Jiang Lin as a human being, and naturally they wouldn't report it and let the boss approve Jiang Lin's arrest.