Chapter 561 560. "Heming Nine Chapter Secret Sutra"

  This corpse is in a pilgrimage posture, kneeling and bowing to this **** statue, and even an ascetic monk is ashamed of his devout posture.

   This person seems to have suddenly lost his life during worship, and freezes here, waiting for time to heal everything, and then being discovered by Lu Bian.

   "This may be someone who got lost on the mountain road to take shelter from the rain. This mountain is very strange. In addition to those formations, there are some lingering strange things."

  Tang Que also noticed the corpse, she said something briefly, squatted down again, took out rubber gloves, and put on a mask to check.

"About thirty years old, male, it has been a long time since he died, the fog in the mountains is humid, he has been corrupt for a long time, look, here are the traces of the contents of his buttocks after his internal organs were corrupted and burst his stomach. ."

  Tang Que didn't care about the filth of the corpse at all, instead he pointed to the black thing under the straw.

   "Thank you, I just finished eating and I feel better digested."

   Lu Kizuna thanked him.

"After a person dies, the corpse softens, causing incontinence and other conditions, and then it starts to stiffen, and when it is completely stiff, it will soften again, and finally those pictures that you look at will make you feel nauseated. Normally, it is difficult to maintain this posture. of."

  Tang Que examined the corpse's head, bones, etc.

   "There was no obvious trauma or fracture. It is estimated that he died because of cold or disease. Of course, it may also be some metaphysical cause of death."

   Just when Tang Que wanted to check the corpse's face and grabbed the corpse's head with his hands, suddenly, the corpse seemed to be alive and bit it towards Tang Que's hand!

  “!!!”

  Tang Que hesitated for a moment, his plastic-gloved hand was already bitten by the toothless mouth, and he was about to break through the rubber and touch the skin.

   The next moment, Tang Que raised his other hand and swelled at a speed visible to the naked eye. Without hesitation, she punched the corpse. .

  嘭——

The    corpse, along with the nearby straw, and the wall behind it, was blasted through by this punch, and you could see the courtyard and woods behind.

   Lu Bian only now realized that he had made a mistake in his estimation. Tang Que estimated that ten Qin Tiantians could be killed with one punch.

   "I'm sorry, I started it subconsciously."

  Tang Que held the skull of the corpse in his hand and said something to it.

   Seeing this scene, Lu Bian probably understood.

   Tang Que's punch just now is definitely not something that normal humans can do.

   Not even Tyson can do it.

   This is the extraordinary ability of the corpse slayer.

  Lu Bian imagined for a while, and guessed that when they went out and walked, they would set the country with one punch.

  The corpses lying down will be carefully examined, and they will be sent to their death.

  The corpses that are unwilling to lie down will be beaten until they lie down honestly, and they will die.

   is reasonable.

   No wonder it is called a "corpse sewer". The corpse that was pierced by this punch is estimated to have only five, six, seven or eight pieces left, which cannot be sewed.

  Thinking about this, maybe the paper cutter meant that after getting rid of those restless guys, there would be no corpses left, so he could only tie up a paper man to deal with it.

   is reasonable.

   No wonder Zhang, the blind man, came up the mountain path so quickly.

"What's up?"

  Outside the Taoist temple, the seventh master came in and saw the strange **** statue. He was shocked and a little flustered, but when he saw the hole that Tang Que punched through, the sunglasses could not hold his expression.

   "There's something weird here, don't worry, I'll fix it."

  Tang Que showed a hearty smile.

   "It really breaks."

  Lu Jun couldn't help but sigh.

   "Little brother, do you want to try?"

   Tang Que glanced at Lu Bian.

   "Sorry, I don't have a driver's license."

   Lu Kizuna answered decisively.

"drving license?"

  Tang Que stood up and threw the skull on the altar.

   "This person is dead, but not completely dead. Perhaps it was some kind of force that allowed it to preserve the last bit of qi. In short, it is very strange, not a zombie, nor a corpse."

   "Is this also part of the competition?"

  Lu Kizuna asked the seventh master who finally put on his small sunglasses.

   "How could this be, I'll let Brother He come and see."

   Seventh Master called out and found He Chong.

  He Chong came over a little impatiently, but after seeing the dead man's skull, his expression immediately became serious.

   He took off his sunglasses, and there seemed to be light brewing in his eyes.

   In He Chong's field of vision, he saw that the skull was exuding a deep black mist. The black mist was like silt, hovering over the skull, and gradually spreading around.

   "This thing is not simple."

   He Chong sighed with emotion, and caught a glimpse of Lu Bian beside him.

He felt as if his eyes had been stabbed with a finger, and it was as if red-hot coal tongs were inserted and stirred vigorously. The fiery sensation spread from his brain to his bone marrow, causing him to sweat coldly, and his body temperature felt as if dropped to freezing point.

"what!"

   He Chong screamed and covered his eyes.

   He couldn't even see what was around Lu Bian.

   Seeing this, Lu Bian hurried forward.

   He originally thought that He Chong had seen himself with yin and yang eyes a long time ago, and thought that He Chong was much taller than his great-grandson, and he was not affected. He didn't expect that He Chong had never seen it before.

   "Mr. He, don't worry, it's normal."

  Lu Kizuna reassured.

  “???”

   At this moment, He Chong, who had lost his vision, heard Lu Bian's voice, and only felt like he was putting your mother's fart!

   What kind of normal phenomenon is this?

   This man is even darker than a ghost!

   He wanted to shout out loud, but soon, He Chong's mind turned around.

   A person with such a level of power as Lu Kizuna would not take a minute to kill himself.

  If you talk nonsense now, you may be smashed to ashes by Lu Triumph and turn into that skull.

   He decided to shut up.

   "I'm fine, I'm fine."

   After closing the Yin-Yang eyes, He Chong finally opened his eyes.

   As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Lu Bian smiling at him.

   shuddered with fright, and He Chong jumped up in a hurry.

   "I just saw that the evil spirit here is very strong, and I panicked for a while."

   He Chong glanced at Lu Bian and saw his kind smile.

   He Chong smiled in turn.

   "I haven't seen the statue before."

  Du Ming touched his chin, the more he looked at it, the more strange the statue became.

   "Have you never been here before?"

   Curious baby Lu Bian asked.

   "You may not know, this place is usually inaccessible, only this time every ten years"

   "By the way, I just found something in the guest room, you can take a look."

   He took out another wire-bound book with a withered yellow cover.

  Lu Kian saw a few calligraphy on the cover of the book.

   "Heming Nine Chapter Secret Sutra".

   Good guy.

  Lu Kizuna called him a good guy, but he didn't expect that not only in Abandoned Capital, but also in this world, the legend of Daoist Heming was circulating.

   "Heming? A name I haven't heard before."

   Shi Buwen thought to himself.

   "What is written here?"

   Seventh Master became curious and watched as Du Ming was about to open it.

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