As the saying goes: A man dies like a tiger, and a tiger dies like mud.

Deep in the mountains and forests, among crouching tigers, a head rolled beside the mountain road suddenly opened its eyes and spoke with a kind face.

This scene is so breathtaking!

When Mo Chuan saw this, his fear quietly faded away, and he said with a teasing expression:

"Tsk, how can a lonely wild ghost dare to possess a human head and not be afraid of a poor man smashing your heavenly spirit cap with a shovel?"

"Taoist master misunderstood, we are not lonely ghosts, we are just the corpse exorcists who fish for the vagina."

While the head was talking, the body lying beside the road got up on its own, picked up the head while groping with both hands, and pressed it on the neck.

Oops, he actually performed a transformation for Mo Chuan!

At the same time, another exorcist also got up and searched for the corpse for a long time with his butt stuck out. He found a head from the jagged rocks and pressed it on it, cursing in his mouth.

"These beasts who were stabbed a thousand times will hurt me to death."

When he looked carefully, his head fell into the rocks and was scratched.

When Mo Chuan saw this, he was very surprised. He was not afraid of his head falling off, but he was actually afraid of the strange rocks breaking his appearance. It was a bit interesting.

"What kind of spell is this?"

"Compared with the Taoist Priest's ability to retrieve objects from the air, it's nothing more than a rudimentary skill. It made the Taoist Priest laugh."

Da Zhiming glanced at the shovel in Mo Chuan's hand, and cupped his hand with a smile on his face.

——If he wasn't worried that the Taoist priest would bury them alive, he wouldn't have warned them! Of course, the more important thing is that the little Taoist priest seemed to be a kind person.

"Really? How about we switch?" Mo Chuan was amused and suggested.

"The Taoist priest is joking. Skills cannot be passed on to outsiders, and the bottom of the sea cannot be leaked. Although the old man's mantle is small, it is passed down from son to daughter, and from inside to outside. I hope the Taoist priest will take care of it!" [Note 1]

DaZiMing quickly handed over his hand.

"Hey, old man, please don't refuse in a hurry. You won't suffer any loss if you listen to the poor Taoist's advice, right?"

Mo Chuan had a meaningful look on his face.

"Talk about it! Talk about it!"

The young corpse, covering his disfigured face, came closer, his eyes shining.

"Since the Taoist Master is willing to preach, we are happy to ask for it, so we just want to open our eyes."

I don't know whether it was because of his disciple's words or because he wanted to find out more about Mo Chuan, so he acted like he was all ears.

"I have a skill called Ghost Immortal Subduing Ji. You can ask the Immortal to support Luan and subjugate demons and demons. When I go to the mountains, if you encounter a gangster sneaking around, you can ask the Ghost Immortal to help you with a snap of your fingers. You will have no worries!" Mo Chuan said with a smile on his face!

Meaning.

"Is there such a magic?" Young Corpse Ming's eyes lit up, and he immediately tugged on his master's sleeves.

"When I was young, I once heard a wandering Taoist priest say: All the true gods, immortals and generals do not possess human bodies. Anyone who possesses the human body at any time is definitely an evil heretic and an unrighteous ghost."

Da Shi Ming declined politely.

"This is a dispute over the Taoist lineage. It doesn't matter. There is another skill for poor Taoists. It's called the Bend Two Scenery Technique. It can swallow the essence of the sun and the moon. If ordinary people practice it, the evil spirits will not dare to get close. A hundred years later, it can even turn the corpse into an immortal. Wouldn't it be free and happy?

"Mo Chuan said again.

"Master, what is a senior sister?"

Young Corpse Ming pulled the master's sleeve and asked urgently in a low voice.

I couldn't hear what he said clearly, but I could hear the sentence "Senior Sister is an Immortal" clearly.

"Don't be embarrassed!"

DaZiMing waved his sleeves again with an embarrassed look on his face, cupped his hands and said:

"I've heard that the so-called ghosts and immortals have no home in the end. They just give up after reincarnation! We, the mountain people, pay attention to dust returning to dust and earth returning to earth. I hope the Taoist Master will understand."

Mo Chuan took a gentle breath and said again:

"This old man is so handsome! I still have a skill. I can move like the wind, increase my strength, and control three thousand people at night. Life is short, so why not enjoy it in time?"

This time I’m talking about the art of copying.

This is Mo Chuan's rare life-saving ability. Although he is willing to exchange, he is unwilling to reveal too much.

So I just reveal a few points and see if I can get what I want.

The young corpse stopped covering his face after hearing this, his eyes were shining and he started to pull on the master's sleeve again.

He didn't want to, but the master calmly took it out, cupped his hands and said:

"Taoist Priest has such magical powers! Taoist Priest, don't say any more. If you have Taoism, you won't sell it with a thousand taels of gold. If you send an old friend on the crossroads, please show your respect to Taoist Priest!"

Hearing this, Mo Chuan looked carefully at the face of the master corpse exorcist.

If he wasn't dazzled, he could clearly see some emotion flashing in the eyes of the exorcist, but for some reason he suppressed it and begged for mercy.

"That's fine! It's just a poor Taoist who's excited about hunting, so he's being rude."

Mo Chuan took a deep breath, bowed his hands and said, "Farewell!"

After saying that, he turned around and walked down the mountain.

"The road in the deep mountains is slippery, so please walk slowly!"

The corpse exorcist shouted, and Mo Chuan raised his hand to signal. The mountain fog gradually thickened, and the green shadow was submerged in a snap of his fingers.

"Hurry up and pack up and leave. Those gangsters can't argue with each other and may come back to touch the corpse again!"

Seeing the Taoist Master leaving, Da Shiming quickly urged his apprentice to pack his things.

"Hey!"

Young Corpse Ming's heart tightened when he heard this, and he quickly followed his master to clean it up.

The young man couldn't hide things in his heart.

After a while, he couldn't help but said: "Master, I don't think that Taoist priest is a bad person, why don't you change him?"

Da Zhi Ming spat at his disciple's feet and said:

"You, you, you want to become an immortal when you are a human being. You want to go to heaven when you are born on earth. What do you want to do? After learning that technique, do you still want to drive away corpses? You really don't know how high the world is. Master tells you, don't learn that useless skill. Look.

How many dead bones have been buried in Shoushan Town just to learn the art of stacking a thousand pieces of gold!"

"Thanks to the blessing of our ancestors, if you have a skill at eating, you are already better than others! You have to live day by day, have leisure time and become an immortal every day, and master your skills, which is better than anything else! Let me ask you, then

When a gangster chops you, what do you do to stop him? If you anger him, he will stab you randomly..."

Da Zhi Ming's curse came to an abrupt end at this point.

He looked at the dark mountains and forests on both sides of the mountain road, and then looked at his apprentice with his head lowered and silent, his heart softened, and he said harshly:

"Come on, you lead the way and I'll drive away the corpse."

"Master... gongs and drums!"

The young man stretched out his hand to receive the master's summoning gong and soul-calming bell.

"Gongs and drums, let's go, let's go!"

DaZiMing picked up a bunch of corpses, walked as fast as flying, and plunged into the thick fog.

The young corpse stood there, looked down at the path down the mountain where the Taoist priest left, and then looked up at the path up the mountain where the master climbed. Finally, he pursed his lips and gritted his teeth to catch up with the master.

The fog covered the wilderness, and the wind rustled the mountains and forests.

Besides, after Mo Chuan walked down the mountain, he felt very unhappy.

Huangpi saw him as if he were an immortal, and the devil boy was as fearful as a tiger when he saw him.

Along the way, I have been able to find opportunities both ways. I have picked up many opportunities with my cleverness, and I feel somewhat like my destiny.

Unexpectedly, today I encountered a humiliation in front of an old man from the mountains.

You can teach him to realize what it means: there are people outside of others.

"Oh, I am lucky to have gained it, but I have lost my life! Pull me down! Pull me down!"

Mo Chuan took a breath and explained to himself.

"Huh!"

Walking halfway up the mountain, he suddenly let out a soft sigh.

But I saw two glimmers of light on the mountain road.

If he looked carefully, he saw a stupid roe deer standing in the middle of the mountain road, staring blankly at him.

But the shimmering scent of incense on its body could not be hidden from Mo Chuan, a fellow practitioner of the incense path.

When Mo Chuan looked at him, the silly roe deer immediately turned around and walked down the mountain path. After walking only two steps, he stopped and looked back at Mo Chuan.

"interesting."

Mo Chuan grinned and followed up.


Chapter completed!