I Am the Corpse Master

After putting on his clothes, Jiang Lin went back.

Passing through Renjia Town, Jiang Lin brought some high-quality tea leaves to Jiu Shu and Zhang Han. After the medicinal liquid was boiled, he would share some for them.

"Jiang Lin, you are so handsome today."

"Really."

"Little Taohong, don't look at it, they have a daughter-in-law."

"..."

Jiang Lin himself didn't expect him to walk around the town, from Auntie Aunt to Cardamom Nianhua, to be killed by him!

"It seems to be so ostentatious, isn't it too unreasonable, ahem, go home."

"Master, you are so handsome today that you blinded my thousand-legged golden mouse eyes. Jerry's admiration for you is like a surging water, which is endless."

"Well, as long as I protect your mistresses with all my heart, I won't treat you badly."

The rat king can make his wives happy every day, and Jiang Lin doesn't always put on a cold air.

"Husband."

Ren Tingting went out to see Jiang Lin and was stunned for a while.

Why has my husband become so handsome, a little more handsome than before, what has changed?

It seems that he immediately throws himself into his arms, but Master is still not far away, what should I do?

"Tingting."

As soon as she heard Jiang Lin's voice, Ren Tingting couldn't bear it any longer. She trotted over and threw herself into his arms, and was carried around by Jiang Lin.

"Why are you an old husband and wife, and you still blush when you see your husband?"

Seeing the delicate appearance of Ren Tingting in his arms, Jiang Lin couldn't help but kiss him.

"This stinky boy, he doesn't care about my master at all, he will find Chili's mother next year."

Zhang Han couldn't take it anymore, he closed the door, out of sight and out of anger.

Chapter [*] The body of the law is stolen

"Come on, drink this."

In the room, Ren Tingting and the others had a large bowl of pigeon soup with medicinal herbs.

"No, it's so unpalatable."

The four girls shook their heads in unison. The simple pigeon soup was fine, but after adding the medicinal herbs, it all turned green and smelled so bad.

In the spoon in Jiang Lin's hand, the pigeon meat exudes a smell of carrion. How can I eat this?

Smelling it makes me vomit.

In particular, there was a layer of red sticky paste on the flesh, which was almost the same as snot.

Jiang Lin also knew that it was unpalatable, but if a few daughters-in-law didn't eat it, they would have to drink blood for a living in the future.

"No, eat these to cure your body."

"People are numb and itchy, isn't there a husband?"

The little witch Ren Zhuzhu gave Jiang Linming an auspicious look.

"Okay, you little demon girl, I treat you as my daughter-in-law, but you treat me as an anti-itching artifact. I'll let you taste the power of my Jiang's Pi Yanping in a while."

Jiang Lin pinched Ren Zhuzhu's nose and patpat her.

Seeing the aggrieved eyes of several daughters-in-law, Jiang Lin brought a bowl of pigeon soup to the bed and hugged Li Yingqi.

Her primordial spirit never returned, so Jiang Lin could only feed her soup and meat.

Chewing the ugly and smelly pigeon meat, Jiang Lin took a sip of soup, kissed Li Yingqi's red lips, and carefully fed her to eat.

In Jiang Lin's heart, although Li Yingqi's primordial spirit could not wake up, he could feel everything in his body.

She really did not love this man wrong.

The four daughters-in-law were jealous and shouted, "Husband, we want you to feed too."

"Hey, hey, let's see if I don't feed you guys."

If they are unwilling to eat, they have to feed them one by one.

"Actually, it's quite delicious."

"It's delicious."

Jiang Lin looked at several daughters-in-law, and all of them were sickened by his spoiled princess.

I don't want to eat it, but after he feeds it, it tastes delicious.

"Zhuzhu, come here and relieve the itch for you."

He didn't go home for more than half a month, and Jiang Lin surrounded his five daughters-in-law alone.

One person playing five, very ez.

The female ghost Xiaohong absorbed the medicinal power of ginseng and Ganoderma lucidum in her room. Because she wanted to protect Ren Tingting and the others, her room was next to Jiang Lin.

Although Jiang Lin had arranged a sound-isolating talisman, some voices still reached Xiaohong's ears.

"Son..."

Xiaohong thought about how good it would be if she hadn't died.

Jiang Lin's daughter-in-law did not regard her as a ghost, and often accompanied her to talk to relieve her boredom.

Xiaohong really wanted to be their sister, but it's a pity that people and ghosts have different paths.

On the second day, Jiang Lin and Jiu Shu and Zhang Han traveled again.

"Master, do you need Tom to come over?"

I got a pot of hen and ginseng soup, and Panlan Tiger King was full of energy.

However, Jiang Lin and the others went to offer condolences, and Xiaoleiyin Temple was a Buddhist holy place, so they didn't let them go.

Xiaoleiyin Temple, night.

"What should I do, brother, the master's dharma body is gone."

A fat middle-aged monk found his senior brother in a panic, and he was on duty tonight to take care of Master Kuhua's dharma body. As a result, in the middle of the night, he was drowsy, took a nap, and woke up to take a look. , Master's body is gone.

"What are you doing!"

The thin monk was so angry that he almost couldn't help but slap the junior brother. If the fat monk was not his own younger brother, he would directly take him to the abbot.

"Let's look first. If we can find some clues."

"Senior brother, there are scriptures and enchantments around the ancestral body, as well as the three-phase Falun formation and the three-fold magic-suppressing formation. What kind of monster can steal the ancestral body?"

"Oh, I don't know either, hurry up and find it."

The fat and thin monks used the moonlight to search for the dharma body of Master Kuhua around the temple.

Xiaoleiyin Temple attached great importance to Master Kuhua's dharma body. Not only did he set up a magical barrier around the dharma body, but also a magic-repelling formation, and he also sent many people to take care of it.

But a few months ago, there was a corpse disaster in the villages around the monastery, and the abbot Xudu Mage sent many disciples to bury the corpse. However, the corpse disaster had spread to several villages, and Xudu Mage had to send more people.

Just tonight, because of the negligence of the disciples, a fire broke out near the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion, and Master Xudu went to preside over the fire.

Because of the reduction in manpower, he also deliberately placed a few more magic circles around the teacher's magic body to prevent the invasion of evil spirits.

But to guard against ghosts and demons, Master Xudu never imagined that he could not guard against inner ghosts and demons.

The anti-magic measures were done extremely well, even the powerful demon king could not get close to the ten feet around the Dharma body, but Mage Xudu never imagined that the person who coveted the Dharma body was a human being.

As long as it is an individual, it is impossible to fight against the idea of ​​​​Kuhua Mage's legal body.

It was the Japanese who couldn't be called human, and the ghost witch who didn't deserve to be human.

"Can't find it, let's report it to the abbot quickly."

The thin monk's face was dejected, and his lazy brother had caused a terrible disaster.

"Master... Master?"

Hearing the fat monk's voice behind, the thin monk turned around.

Under the moonlight, Master Kuhua looked at the fat and thin monk with kindness on his face.

Suddenly, the corners of his mouth opened slightly, and a pair of corpse teeth grew out.

"Haha...Mr. Yamada, the plan went well. I didn't expect that the holy art of Jiuju Holy Dao was so powerful that it could turn the Buddha's body into a corpse within an hour."

In a village outside the monastery, in the dilapidated house, the masked ghost witch looked at the scene in the Xuanguang mirror and laughed.

Seven months ago, three alchemists with profound Taoism in the world jointly dealt with the masked ghosts and witches and scattered their souls, but he still escaped.

Although he suffered extremely serious injuries, the masked ghost witch used the secret technique inherited from the ghost witch to refine the origin of the blood Tai Sui on her hand, and recovered in just a few months.

This time, he cooperated with the demons of Japan, and was ready to kill the righteous people again, in order to avenge the hatred of genocide and the revenge of Tengteng Town.

New and old grudges are counted together.

"That's natural. The masters of the patriarchs of the Nine Ju sect also cultivated Buddhism and Taoism."

Beside the masked ghost witch, a middle-aged man in a black robe folded his arms and sneered.

"Yamada-sama, when do I start?"

Yamada Tai glanced at the monk behind him and instructed him a few words in Japanese.

"Mr. Ghost, I have completed your request, and I have shown the sincerity of cooperation. I have cracked the barrier of Xiaoleiyin Temple's Tibetan Sutra Pavilion. When will you help?"

"Don't worry, your Japanese Yin-Yang Dao seems to have shriveled a few days ago. The Taoist priests and monks who came to offer condolences, don't you think Mr. Yamada is more valuable?"

"That kid from King Ye? It's too bad, but I really want to know who defeated him."

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Xiaoleiyin Temple is more than a thousand miles away from Renjia Town. When the three arrived at their destination, almost half a month had passed.