According to the recollections of several older disciples, when Qi Zhao fled back to Fuyun Sect, he was already at the end of his strength and was as angry as a thread. If it weren't for the timely rescue of a certain foundation-building elder in the sect, he would definitely not have survived. Today's.
Qi Zhaoshang was in such a miserable state, let alone Wen Ling who had no one to escape, so Chen Mo didn't think she could survive at all, so he directly set his target on the deserted cemetery.
"There is not much damage to the tombstone as a whole, and there is no accumulation of dust..."
Chen Mo did not act rashly and walked around Wen Ling's grave. It seemed that people would pay homage here from time to time. It was not difficult to find this from the scattered incense ashes on the ground.
"Fellow Daoist Wen, I hope you, Quanxia Youzhi, don't blame Chen. You did this out of necessity and offended me!"
Chen Mo shouted in his mouth and squeezed the spell with both hands. Several groups of light yellow spiritual energy balls floated out from the ground and gathered a few inches in front of him. "Gather!" As soon as his words fell, he almost condensed. The solid yellow light suddenly scattered and collapsed, dust flew on the ground, and Wen Ling's tomb was blasted into a large hole half a foot square.
Because Chen Mo had controlled the force of releasing the earth-drawing technique, the coffin buried deep in the ground was unscathed. He was about to open the coffin for inspection when Cheng An's voice suddenly came from a distance: "Boss! Have you made any new discoveries? "
When he walked in and took a look, Cheng An was completely stunned! Didn't Chen Mo say he encountered a living corpse? Why did he change it to digging someone else's ancestral grave in the blink of an eye?
Chen Mo didn't care about his shocked gaze, and jumped into the pit where the coffin was buried. He said calmly: "You came just in time, keep an eye on the coffin for me. If there is a possibility of her turning into a corpse, I will immediately blow it up." !”
It wasn't because he had no choice but to do such an immoral thing. Cheng An came by chance, so he had to remind Chen Mo at this time that he was really lucky.
"Boss, this is not good..." Cheng An said hesitantly.
Chen Mo said: "This is the tomb of Wen Ling we are looking for. Time is tight and the task is heavy. Stop talking nonsense and watch carefully!"
"——Boom!!"
A loud and earth-shaking noise suddenly exploded above the two of them, followed closely by a white sharp blade that parted the night, and silver-white lightning hovered in the sky like a dexterous snake. The raindrops arrived in an instant, hitting the coffin lid with a crackling sound, catching the two of them off guard.
Chen Mo took a deep breath and used his spiritual power to strike out with a palm. The sandalwood exuding a rotten smell slid forward in an instant. Cheng An stood on the ground and held his breath. The two talismans were ready to go. As long as the bottom If there is any slight change, he will control the crisis to the minimum level.
It was not what Chen Mo expected. The lid of the coffin was opened. He leaned over and took a look. Lying inside was a woman who looked to be in her thirties. She was dressed in the simplest white cloth and had no insects on her body. The traces of ant bites were intact. If the scene were different, someone would believe her even if she said she was asleep.
"portrait!"
Chen Mo quickly told Cheng An that his original intention was to identify the burial time through the degree of decomposition of the body, but it was obviously not useful in the current situation, so he had to confirm her identity first.
The rain was pouring heavily, and the raindrops were like broken beads hitting the ground hard. In just a dozen breaths, the coffin was filled with rainwater. Chen Mo had spiritual power to protect his body and naturally it was not soaked. "It's her." , but after all our troubles, the body has been eroded by the air and rain, and can no longer be covered intact." Chen Mo said with a guilty look on his face: "You stay away first, and I will bury it again."
Cheng An immediately nodded in agreement like a chicken pecking at rice. Chen Mo jumped out of the pit and bowed respectfully three times to Wen Ling's body: "Fellow Daoist Wen, no offense intended, please forgive me!!"
"Hula...."
When Chen Mo raised his hand, several small fireballs accurately landed on the corpse. They were not affected by the heavy rain. In this dull rainy night, the corpse burned violently with the crackling sound of sandalwood.
A green object suddenly appeared in the flickering firelight, which caught Chen Mo's attention. He frowned and took out his right hand. What he recalled was a jade-like bead. It turned out that it had been on Wen Ling's neck. It was hanging. I didn't look carefully when I checked it just now, so I ignored it.
Chen Mo didn't want to steal the deceased's belongings, so it was better to put them back intact. After the body was burned to ashes, he took out the wooden box from the storage bag and put it away, and put the beads he had just absorbed into it. .
But just as he waved his hand, the jade beads swayed in the air, and the grave bag a few feet away from him suddenly exploded, and the exact same situation as before appeared again!
"Wow! What the hell is this?!"
The sudden incident shocked Cheng An, who was waiting nearby. The living corpse was more than a foot tall, its facial features were extremely rotten, the empty eye sockets were still oozing dark green juice, and the whole body was covered with red... The smell of hair is nauseating.
Chen Mo also looked shocked, not because of the living corpse, but because of his actions just now. As if to prove something, he quickly took out the jade beads and ran towards the untouched area of the cemetery.
"Bang bang bang..."
The sound of the tombs exploding could be heard endlessly, and fragments of the tombstones were shattered everywhere. Seeing the nearly a hundred walking corpses that Chen Mo had attracted towards him, Cheng An was so frightened that he shouted: "Boss! You should be blamed for this! I have to do it!" If you dig someone’s grave in this weather, you must be punished this time!!”
After all, these were all civilians who died in the county, and none of them could pose a threat to them. Cheng An solved them neatly.
On the other side, Chen Mo also buried Wen Ling again, doing the same thing as before, so as not to let her son find any clues, which would be bad.
But the jade bead that could cause the corpse to riot was quietly taken away by Chen Mo.
...
It rained heavily all night, blocking the spread of the news, but the next morning, the haunted cemetery could not be concealed at all costs, and it quickly spread throughout the city and county like a plague.
"Have you heard? That place is very evil. Old Liu was scared to death and even broke a leg on the road..."
"Shh! Stop spreading random messages, be careful that thing finds you!"
Even the hawkers who usually hawked on the streets were much quieter, and they were all whispering to each other about things happening outside the city.
"...What's it like? Hum, I can tell you, but don't be scared!"
In the blacksmith shop, a strong man with well-proportioned muscles like lines was talking: "As early as last night, I heard the shouting of Old Liu Tou. After the rain stopped, I had the courage to take aim. At one glance, guess what?”
The four young blacksmith apprentices all listened attentively, except for the young man who sat on the wooden board and said nothing.
"Senior Brother, please tell me quickly!" a young boy urged, "Yes, we are not afraid!" Someone else echoed.
After enough time, the strong man suddenly turned serious: "The floor is full of rotten arms and rotten flesh, and there are even some pieces with maggots crawling on them. I guess..."
Before he finished speaking, the old blacksmith suddenly opened the curtain behind them and hit the strong man on the head with a wooden stick: "You must be a donkey dung egg! Make the batch of hoes that Zhao Tiezhu wants." Are you here! Just chatting here? Get moving immediately. If I find any of you not working, I will pack up and leave!"
Everyone immediately returned to their work areas as if they were mice who had seen their natural enemy. However, a young man full of thoughts suddenly came over: "Master, I completed today's requirements yesterday, and now I want to go out. "
"...What are you going to do?" Qin Blacksmith's attitude softened slightly when facing the young man in front of him.
"My mother is buried inside. I heard from senior brother that there is a ghost there. I want to see what is going on there and whether my mother has been affected!" The young man said with his hands raised, his anxiety uncontrollable. revealed on the surface.
Blacksmith Qin waved his hand slightly after hearing this: "Go back quickly, and go to the warehouse to pick out a weapon suitable for you to defend yourself so as not to get hurt. Do you need your senior brother to go with you?"
"Yes, little junior brother, can you do it yourself?" the strong man said with concern.
The young man shook his head: "Thank you Master and senior brother for their kindness. I can do this myself!" After saying that, he quickly said goodbye to several people and turned around and entered the back door of the blacksmith shop.
.......
"Come on, come on, that boy is really here! Boss, you are really clever!"
Cheng An and Chen Mo had dealt with hundreds of living corpses and had no intention of leaving. Instead, they chose to wait on the spot. Instead of passively attacking, it would be more convenient for them to wait for the target to appear in front of them.
Cheng An saw the young man's appearance clearly through his spiritual consciousness, and whispered to Chen Mo: "Yes, that's him. He looks somewhat similar to Qi Zhao, especially the eyes!"
"After he has finished worshiping, we will capture him and bring him back to the sect first." Chen Mo observed for a while and then slowly gave Cheng An an order.
I saw that the young man was cautious and vigilant, holding a long knife and always watching out for strange things coming out. It took him a stick of incense to reach Wen Ling's tomb. He looked around thoughtfully around the area, and his heart suddenly rose. A strong bad feeling!
"Why is it that only my mother's tomb is intact, while the other tombs are damaged!"
It's a pity that he realized it a little late. On the other side, Chen Mo and Cheng An came from the hiding place and faced each other. Chen Mo said calmly: "Wen Ling is your mother?"
The young man's eyes were full of vigilance, and he said in a gloomy tone: "Who are you?"
"No need to ask, just take him away." Chen Mo waved his hand, Cheng An chuckled, and walked forward quickly. Without saying a word, the young man directly cut off Cheng An's head with the long knife in his hand. After doing all this, he Without even looking, he ran decisively towards the direction from which he came!
"The little guy is quite interesting."
Cheng An's smile did not fade, and he gathered the spiritual power in his hand with a thread. He pointed at the young boy who was running for his life, and immediately tied his body like a transparent rope. When he exerted force again, he was dragged to his side amidst the boy's loud shouts. , and was knocked unconscious.
As for the long sword in the secular world, not even a tiny white mark was left on his neck. It was really made of steel and iron.
...
After successfully finding Qi Zhao's descendants, the two returned to the sect without stopping. Chen Mo thought carefully before returning. It would not be good to leave Wen Ling's tomb in the cemetery, so he decided to move it out. He moved to a place with beautiful scenery and settled down. When Qi Zhao really became his helper, it was not too late to take the opportunity to tell the young man.
"Old man, here are fourteen pancakes. Do not add salt and add more meat."
A few days later, Chen Mo reappeared in Fuyun Sect's Mortal Square City and directly approached the old man with white hair. He made a living by selling food and drink every day.
When Qi Zhao heard Chen Mo's words, the movements in his hands froze, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared.
What he said about not adding salt and adding more meat are things that his regular customers are often willing to say. This man opened his mouth and said this, obviously telling him that he has been observing him for a long time.
"Which deacon's lobbyist is the guest officer?" Qi Zhao was silent and asked Chen Mo.
"If you invite Senior Qi to come out, how can you order your subordinates to do so? Wouldn't that be disrespectful to you?" Chen Mo chuckled and said, "I am Chen Mo, the deacon of the Medicine Garden at the Far North Peak."
"Thank you Master Chen for your kindness..."
Qi Zhao used fixed language to reject Chen Mo as usual, but was directly interrupted by the other party: "Senior Qi, don't be anxious, why not listen to my terms first, maybe there is someone you like?"
Qi Zhao shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I don't need any treatment. What's the use of my bad old man keeping my contribution? Giving me the spirit stone will only allow me to eat a few more meals. Thank you Master Chen for your trust. You'd better ask me back." "
"He is indeed the most difficult expert to hire!" Chen Mo clapped his hands: "I have heard for a long time that Senior Qi has great talent in planting. I have a question that has been bothering me for many years. I wonder if Senior would dare to answer it?"
"This trick of yours has been used by countless monks," Qi Zhao helplessly shook his head: "I don't know, so the immortal master doesn't need to ask."
The lively market was crowded with people. While Chen Mo was talking to Qi Zhao, people came to buy his cooking cakes from time to time. Chen Mo took a break in his busy schedule and said leisurely: "Do you know the whereabouts of Wen Ling?"
"Pap..."
The hot cooking cakes were not caught by Qi Zhao who was distracted and scattered on the ground. The look he looked at Chen Mo became different from before. He clenched his fists tightly and said word by word: "What do you want to say?" ?”
"Bring him here!"
Following Chen Mo's order, the ignorant young man walked out of the corner accompanied by Cheng An. I don't know what happened, but the moment Qi Zhao saw the boy, his heart trembled violently. This feeling of familiarity and strangeness...
Chen Mo took advantage of Qi Zhao's stunned look and continued: "His name is Wen Kexiu. He is not over fifteen years old this year. He has returned to the sect. I even took him to investigate. This child has spiritual roots."
"If you don't do it for yourself, you should also consider his future, right? If you can make up your mind and ignore it, then Chen can only say that you admire him."
Chen Mo turned to Cheng An and said: "Go and give me a timer. If our senior Qi still doesn't make a decision within one stick of incense, send this child back to the secular world immediately!"
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