The years when I opened a coffin shop in the world of Ninth Uncle

Chapter 30

Morgue.

Yin Qi gathered and shivered.

The three corpses were covered with white cloth, and Uncle Jiu stepped forward to uncover them one by one.

Huang Laosan's face still looks human, while the faces of the other two corpses have become red and swollen pig's heads, and his own mother can't recognize them even when they come.

Uncle Jiu glanced at Xu Ping, who smiled awkwardly.

Uncle Jiu continued to lift the white cloth and looked down.

Without exception, the stomachs of the three corpses were all disemboweled. The chest and lower abdomen were all empty. Muscles and muscles were visible, and the inside was covered with dirty blood, which had dried up and solidified.

It was also the first time Xu Ping saw the bodies of the three of them, so he stepped forward to take a look.

The sensory shock was too strong, making him a little uncomfortable.

But in the next second, he sniffed, distinguishing a special breath from the stench.

"It's so coquettish."

Uncle Jiu turned around when he heard the words: "Master Xu, did you smell it too?"

Xu Ping nodded: "It should be the work of a monster."

Listening to their conversation, only Awei was stunned. Although he was a little disgusted, he still covered his mouth and nose and asked in a trembling voice, "Uncle Jiu, what are you talking about?"

The reason why the voice is trembling is because of cold shaking.

In this environment, only people like Xu Ping and Uncle Jiu, who have a lot of cultivation, haven't lost their Yang Yuan, and have enough anger, don't shiver from the cold.

Uncle Jiu covered the corpse with a white cloth, and his expression became more dignified, "If our guess is correct, it is the monsters that killed the people."

"Demon?!" Awei's male voice was extremely thin, but soon, he discovered another flaw: "Us?"

He turned his head to look at Xu Ping, and asked in surprise, "You also know how to play these gods and ghosts?"

"Well, a little bit." Xu Ping perfunctory casually.

The monster made trouble, Uncle Jiu cared about the people around him, and said in a deep voice: "Ah Wei, we must find that monster as soon as possible, and find out its origin and details."

"it is good!"

Ah Wei immediately agreed, and then asked, "How do I find it?"

Uncle Jiu shook his head, and sighed: "Of course it is to arrange manpower, search all over the mountains and plains."

Wishing to leave here as soon as possible, Ah Wei walked out as soon as he heard it, anyway, he didn't have to go up the mountain to find it by himself, it's better to let his subordinates do such a dangerous job.

Xu Ping took a step forward: "Don't bother, I have a solution."

Uncle Jiu was taken aback, and looked over in surprise.

But Awei heard what he said, and said angrily: "Uncle Jiu said that he can only go up the mountain to find it, so don't act like a wolf with a big tail here. You can ask Uncle Jiu, should he listen to you or him?" .”

"I listen to shopkeeper Xu."

Although Uncle Jiu didn't know what he could do, he still stood by Xu Ping's side.

Awei was speechless for a moment, Xu Ping just looked at him like this, and didn't speak, only looked at him with fear, and then said weakly: "Then I'll listen to Uncle Jiu."

Only then did Xu Ping smile in satisfaction, then turned to Uncle Jiu and said, "Uncle Jiu, I...my master once taught me a secret technique that can use other people's blood to deduce where this person is hiding. However, I need to borrow your Yi Zhuang."

When Uncle Jiu heard the words, he nodded and agreed, "Don't be cautious, shopkeeper Xu. It just so happens that I can also experience the spells of seniors."

In fact, the secret method Xu Ping mentioned was the method of tracing people recorded in "Three Lives of Life".

As a treasure book of physiognomy, it not only contains divination and fortune-telling, but also records many divination techniques about the future direction.

Among them is a technique that specializes in divination of other people's hiding places.

Whether it's a living person or a dead body, it's all the same.

comprehend by analogy.

Divination is the same in reverse, if the corpse is partially damaged, as long as there are complete pieces, the location of other pieces can still be calculated through the blood.

Since the monster has dug out the internal organs, even if it is swallowed into the stomach, as long as it is not completely digested, it will be excreted as poop, and there will be a sense in the dark.

And depending on the completeness of the corpse, if the monster really likes to eat people, it can just gnaw them to bits and pieces, there is no need to poach them carefully.

It can't be that the monster doesn't eat raw, but likes to eat human offal hot pot.

So Xu Ping speculated that Huang Laosan's internal organs must still be intact somewhere.

As long as he calculated the location of the internal organs, he would naturally be able to find the monster.

Without further ado,

Xu Ping and Uncle Jiu hurried to Yizhuang.

Awei thought for three seconds, led a big black dog, and followed them to Yizhuang.

The black dog is not used for tracking, but for bloodletting. The blood of the black dog can destroy evil spirits, and he has finally become smarter for once.

……

The bright moonlight spreads like frost.

In the courtyard of Yizhuang.

The candlelight swayed in the wind, despite the night wind, it was still tenacious.

All the dharma instruments on the altar are just decorations, and Xu Ping can't use any of them.

However, Uncle Jiu is a stubborn person. He thinks that since it is a practice, the altar must be opened. This is the rule.

Whether you use it or not, you have to show your posture.

In front of the altar, there are seven or eight Kongming lanterns.

Qiusheng went back to his aunt's house to sleep.

Uncle Jiu and Wencai were watching quietly, and they took part-time jobs to help.

Awei is killing dogs.

Amidst the wailing of the big black dog, everything was ready, Xu Ping took out a black cloth from his pocket and spread it out.

What was wrapped in the black cloth was the coagulated dirty blood scraped from the stomachs of the three corpses in the morgue.

Xu Ping shook his little hand, and the blood clots on the black cloth flew into the air, and flew into the earthen jar filled with spirits on the altar.

A cloud of black smoke rose from the earthen jar. Xu Ping muttered something, and poked his sword straight into the earthen jar. The black smoke that had just risen was immediately squeezed into the jar.

The dirty blood and spirits were mixed together, and there was a stench from the crock.

The originally clear spirits also turned blood red at this time.

Xu Ping circulated his true energy, intercepted a cluster of flames from the candle, and threw them into the earthen jar.

"Wow!"

Immediately, a faint flame ignited in the earthen jar, and the flame shot out of the mouth of the earthen jar, reaching a height of one meter into the sky. The fiery flame was glowing crimson, which looked very strange.

Seeing this, Uncle Jiu frowned, thinking a little.

Ask Kongming Lantern to find the corpse, he will also, but it can only be realized by extracting the spirit body of the wronged soul.

It was the first time he had seen this method of using only blood, so he couldn't help feeling a little surprised, and he became more focused on watching.

"yawn"

In the middle of the night, Wencai felt sleepy and couldn't help yawning.

Uncle Jiu looked helpless and reprimanded: "Wen Cai, study hard."

Wen Cai's face was gloomy, and he complained: "Master, I can't learn it."

Experts look at it with gusto, but laymen look sleepy.

Seeing that Ah Wei hadn't finished with the big black dog until now, Wen Cai thought that it might be interesting, so he said, "Master, I'd better go and help bleed the dog."

Uncle Jiu shook his head helplessly: "Go."

After speaking, he turned his head and continued to watch Xu Ping's next actions.

Unexpectedly, when he saw this, Uncle Jiu couldn't help being stunned, his face showed a look of shock, as if struck by lightning.

"It seems that I can't learn it either."

Uncle Jiu muttered to himself, but even so, he kept his composure and nodded frequently, making others think he understood.

Men left, women right, Xu Ping stretched out his left hand, counting continuously.

This is not pinching indiscriminately, it is different from the usual divination based on the heavenly stems and the earthly branches, but he arranges the heaven, earth and human disk on his fingers.

This is why the Three Lives Tonghui came about.

Not long after, Xu Ping finished his calculations and murmured:

"Up and down the ridge, the mountains and rivers are foggy."

"By the mountains and rivers, the incense is lingering, the mountains meet, and the ground transportation is smooth."

The hexagram and the commentary were all known, and immediately, he pinched his left thumb hard, and the nail pierced the skin.

A drop of blood flew out from the fingertips, slowly rose into the air, and flew towards the crock on the altar.

"boom!"

The blood that seemed to be floating around seemed to contain a mighty force, and it smashed the earthen jar to pieces in an instant.

Fragments flew across, but the blood-colored liquor condensed and did not disperse, still staying on the altar like burning blood cells.

Xu Ping's palms were facing each other, his sword fingers hung in front of his chest, and with a loud shout, he stabbed at the burning blood cell:
"Edict!"

Immediately, the flaming blood cells exploded into eight trickles, which submerged directly into the eight Kongming lanterns.

There was another "boom", and the Kongming Lantern ignited a faint flame, and the Kongming Lantern, which depicts gossip and talismans, began to slowly rise into the sky and drift towards the west.

Uncle Jiu was beyond shocked, with a look of horror on his face.

The perfect fusion of Kongming Lantern and divination, such a wonderful technique, is by no means something that ordinary monks can think of and do.

The way he looked at Xu Ping had become a little awed.

Who is this young man, the master behind him?

seriously.

Just this move alone, Uncle Nine, no, the whole Maoshan will be convincingly defeated.

Xu Ping was about to chase after the Kongming Lantern, but he found that Uncle Jiu was frozen in place. Seeing that he hadn't moved a muscle, he couldn't help urging: "Uncle Jiu, why are you still standing there?"

Uncle Jiu woke up as if awakened from a dream, and was not in a hurry to chase after the Kongming Lantern. Instead, he said with a sneer, "Well, Xiao Xu, if you have a chance, introduce your master for me."

"Uh..." Xu Ping was speechless for a moment, my master is myself, how can I introduce it to you.

He smiled at Uncle Jiu, and said perfunctorily, "Next time, definitely next time."

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