Chapter 501 The Corpse King’s Request

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"Senior, long time no see."

I cupped my hands toward the dark cave in front of me, with a hint of respect in my tone.

I knew that this corpse king should have "woke up" a long time ago - but he didn't make a sound, waiting quietly for me to finish the exchange with Wang Fei.

Uh-huh-huh...

There was a strange sound coming from the cave, like a heavy breathing resonating from a person's chest.

Then, I saw a figure slowly walking out of the darkness.

Step by step, he came to me and Madoka.

His appearance appeared in the dim light of the lights.

He is tall and burly, at first glance he should be over 1.9 meters, or even close to 2 meters!

The clothes he was wearing turned out to be the armor of military attachés and generals in ancient times - it seemed to be the Ming Dynasty standard, and the grade seemed to be not too low.

There was a long knife hanging from his waist. The leather on the scabbard was in a state of decay and looked tattered. But it gave me an extremely dangerous feeling of palpitations!

Obviously, this should have been his sword during his lifetime, and it became his weapon after his death. It has the same effect as a human practitioner's "magic weapon".

This Corpse King has a yellowish complexion and looks like a middle-aged man in his forties. He has a Chinese character face, thick eyebrows and big eyes.

If it weren't for the tattered ancient armor and the stale yin energy that hit his face, ordinary people would probably think he was a living person when they saw him!

After all, ghosts and corpses will make a qualitative leap after breaking through to the [King] level.

In all aspects, there will be reverse changes!

This is the so-called [living towards death] - it will become more and more like when you are alive, more and more like a living person!

Even if they are willing...as long as the sun is not blazing at noon, they can even come out during the day in cloudy and rainy weather.

Seeing the appearance of the corpse king in front of me, I guessed that he might be a general from the Ming Dynasty.

Most likely, during the process of disarming and returning to the fields, he took a boat back to his hometown. As a result, he accidentally capsized the boat in the Chuanjiang River Basin in Lianghe Town and drowned here...

Then he was picked up by the Red Boat Radar Beard and buried in the Baigu Tower of Yishan Tomb next to it.

I held my hand again and spoke.

"I came here seven years ago, but I never saw the true appearance of my senior. When I saw him today, he was worthy of being the master of the Hundred Bone Tower, with extraordinary bearing. However, I really don't know how to speak corpse language, so I bothered my senior to speak human words. I hope you'll forgive me."

Facing a corpse king who can be regarded as a "good corpse", it is natural to be more respectful.

But I really don’t know corpse language, so there’s no way...

The Corpse King had no expression on his face, but he still opened his mouth and made a hoarse sound.

"Yes, I like people who keep their promises. I didn't expect that your master and disciple would actually fulfill their promises."

oh?

I smiled.

"Senior, did you always think that our master and apprentice would not keep our original promise?"

"Whether you are a human being or a ghost, I have seen most people in this world who don't keep their promises. What's more, your master is obviously an extremely powerful man with magical power. When the tiger fell in Pingyang, all the magic power was exhausted. Lost, so have a good talk with me, who can be sure what her face will be like after she recovers? After all, people's hearts are separated from each other."

The corpse king's voice was hoarse, without any ripples.

I was slightly startled.

It turns out that when he sent Wang Fei to the Hundred Bone Tower, the Corpse King had already figured out the master’s true identity!

"Then why did senior agree to us?"

The Corpse King was silent.

A smile appeared on my face and I bowed again.

"It can be seen that senior really understands the righteousness! Even if he has concerns, he is still willing to let us put that extremely evil corpse into the tower to seal it and dissipate the evil spirit."

Send me a piece of shit!

To put it mildly, it doesn’t cost any money anyway.

And it really can’t be considered false.

The Corpse King was silent again.

I don’t know, but it’s because his body tissues are not 100% “activated” yet, so it’s very difficult for him to speak “human language”? Or simply don’t want to answer my questions...

But that's okay.

It is normal for such a powerful "king-level" corpse ghost to not want to talk too much with human monks.

After a while of pleasantries, I got to the point.

"Then senior, please tell us your requirements or conditions? This junior must do his best to complete it."

A human expression suddenly appeared on the corpse king's face and eyes... He seemed to be recalling something!

He raised his head and continued to speak in that hoarse, low voice.

"When I was still alive, my name was Zhong Xiaoyun, and I was born in Chongqing. Later I became one of the generals of the nine towns of the Ming Dynasty's border army. After experiencing a big battle, I was ready to return to my hometown. As a result, my boat capsized on the Sichuan River. I accidentally fell into the water and died.”

"In fact, before boarding the ship, I already knew through letters that my wife who stayed back home had given birth to a son for me. I am old and have a son, so of course I am very happy."

"It's just that I didn't expect that I would have fallen into the water and died before I returned to my hometown. And because after entering this Yishan Tomb and the Hundred Bones Pagoda, after so many years of practice, I have become the Corpse King guarding here. In a short time It’s hard to leave here because of my guilt. I estimate that it will take at least seventy or eighty years before I can leave here without any burden.”

"So, my request...or you can also understand it as a request, is that you can help find my descendants! And, find a way to bring them here. Give me a chance to see my bloodline Descendants. See if they are doing well."

After the corpse king named "Zhong Xiaoyun" finished speaking, he stared at me with burning eyes.

I see……

The obsession of this corpse king is to find his descendants and see if they are doing well!

Sure enough, it can be regarded as a "good corpse"...

Even this kind of obsession after death is thinking about the blood of one's closest relatives!

At the same time, because they have to guard the Yishan Tomb and the Hundred Bones Pagoda, they have to be bound here and it is difficult to leave. I can only endure missing my family for hundreds of years!

I sighed a little in my heart, looked at him and said.

"Senior, I understand your request! However, if I only know your name and some basic deeds, it will be too difficult to find your blood descendants. After all, there are 20 to 30 million people in Chongqing! And hundreds of years have passed, and I don’t know if I have gone to other cities. This is like looking for a needle in a haystack.”

I also seemed a little embarrassed.

Regardless of emotion or reason, this "Zhongzhi King"'s request should be done.

But I have no idea whether it will succeed.

The Corpse King continued.

"Of course I won't let you look for a needle in a haystack..."

As he spoke, he waved his hand.

Then an object flew out from the dark cave behind him.

It was a piece of orange-yellow light that looked like a weird trapezoid with a red rope hanging from it.

I was slightly startled.

"Is this... a safety lock?"

That's right!

The Corpse King nodded.

"This is the safety lock worn by children in our era. Before I went to war, I had skilled craftsmen make this safety lock out of pure gold. I left it in advance for my pregnant wife."

"But my wife said that the safety lock ensures safety. So she divided it into two, and gave me one half to take with me to the battlefield, and the other half to keep with me."

"If I speculate, the remaining half of the safety lock should be passed down from generation to generation, right? After all, in addition to being something I left to my son, it is also made of pure gold and is of great value."