My enemies became my companions

Chapter 537: Dead (Two in One)

"When people are afraid of death, they have something to say. When people have something to say, they are even more afraid of death. So you must have something to say. Say it."

A long rope tied up the hands of all the folding knife warriors like a cow. These burly men were trembling on the ground, not daring to struggle or move.

He Wei's head was still on the ground, and his angry eyes were still looking at them before his death.

Raindrops fell and splashed on the ground. When I looked up again, I could see the man in Taoist robes carrying a sword and a knife, with a calm expression as if he was looking at a group of pigs and dogs.

Everyone shuddered, and no one dared to speak first. They all looked at the one-eyed man who had been called the most happy before. The latter suddenly woke up, took a few steps back, and protected everyone in front of him.

Chen Yi looked around and became impatient. Since no one said anything, he would have to go through the trouble of searching his soul.

Whoosh.

As the leaves in the forest swayed, I suddenly caught a glimpse of a black shadow flying by.

It turned out to be a sparrow.

Chen Yi looked at it with interest, then suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed something out of thin air. Suddenly, a huge suction force was generated. The sparrow flapped its wings with all its might, but it kept flying closer and closer.

When it was several feet away, the sparrow rolled over and transformed into an old Taoist priest who fell to the ground.

As soon as Zhang Shengzhen landed, he knelt down quickly and said anxiously: "I dare not offend, I dare not offend the immortal's face... I, I just came to take a look."

"Do you know them?" the man pointed at the group of folding knife warriors, who trembled and looked at the old Taoist priest eagerly.

"False acquaintance, false acquaintance..."

After he finished speaking, the man just smiled at him.

All the warriors looked over.

Monks do not lie, so he subconsciously did not say directly that he did not know him. Zhang Sheng really got goosebumps and regretted it so much. He should not have accepted the order, and should not have taken the opportunity to join in the fun at Mount Longhu to see what the Taoist temple was like.

Just as he was thinking about it, Zhang Shengzhen looked up with trembling hands and suddenly discovered something.

"Is the sword on your body... made in the shape of Yinjian Mountain?"

"Do you recognize it?" Chen Yi asked.

He nodded and said, "Unfortunately, when I went to Jiangxi, I had a very pleasant conversation with Jianjia's disciple and we exchanged Taoist connections."

Chen Yi raised his eyebrows slightly, very surprised.

Lu Ying has now reached a state of oblivion where she has no form, no self, and no world. Judging from her state of mind alone, she has long been a deity on earth. Along the way, even he has heard rumors and anecdotes about her riding a crane and taming a white deer. Her every move has been passed down as miraculous in the market.

What kind of person is it that can have such a good conversation with her? Back to basics?
Chen Yi looked at Zhang Shengzhen deeply, then pinched his fingers and sneered.

Zhang Shengzhen smiled awkwardly and said, "Since Lu Xiangu became famous, many more people have a good chat with her..."

The men who showed a little joy on their faces felt as if they were falling into an icy cave. They thought that this wild Taoist priest could bring out some great Buddha, but in the end he was just using a tiger skin as a coat.

"but,"

Zhang Sheng really ignored the group of men and said quickly:

"I did meet Xiangu Lu once..."

Chen Yi counted on his fingers again, this was indeed the truth.

So, he slowly said, "What a coincidence, I happen to have met her several times. So, I have a few questions to ask you. If you answer honestly, maybe I can save your lives."

The old Taoist priest nodded repeatedly, not daring to say no. Then he looked to the side, swallowed his saliva and said:

"…Can you allow me to rescue this person first?"

The men were shocked. The person the old Taoist wanted to save was He Wei, who was hacked to death on the spot?

Chen Yi also raised his eyebrows slightly.

The head and the body are separated. How can we save it?
"Unfortunately,"

The old Taoist priest pinched his fingers and said in a slightly flattering manner:

"I know a little bit about corpse-stitching and soul-calling..."

..........
The silver needle pierced the skin and flesh, and purple-red blood flowed out of the hole.

Zhang Sheng was completely focused. He hesitated very slowly before moving the needle and thread, but once he started, he sewed very quickly, moving through the bloody flesh and moving along the texture with precision and neatness.

It can be seen that this person is used to dealing with corpses and knows the direction of every vein. The thread used for threading the needle is also very particular. He does not use ordinary hemp thread, but He Wei's own hair.

Not long after.

The head was sewn up, and except for the thin black silk around the neck, it looked exactly the same as He Wei did when he was alive.

Zhang Sheng really blew angrily at He Wei, and then chanted an incantation. Chen Yi heard that it sounded like the soul-calling chapter of Chu Ci, but the pronunciation was more tortuous, like an ancient Chu witch waving a flag and dancing.

As the scripture reached the end of its recitation, all the men held their breath and concentrated, forgetting for a moment that they were in imminent danger.

"Moved!"

He Wei's eyelids moved, and someone screamed.

then,

With a swish, He Wei suddenly raised his body, roared and slashed forward. The Taoist raised his foot slightly, and He Wei tripped and fell to the ground.

Zhang Shengzhen rushed over, held his head, and quickly chanted: "The Green Emperor in the East calms the liver and soul, the Red Emperor in the South calms the heart and mind, the White Emperor in the West calms the lungs and soul, the Black Emperor in the North promotes kidney essence, the Yellow Emperor in the Center calms the spleen and earth, the Five Qis converge to the Origin to protect the true form..."

He Wei shuddered, then closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Zhang Shengzhen smiled at Chen Yi, bowed his head and said, "He just woke up not long ago and thought he was not dead, so he subconsciously rushed towards the real person... Offense, offense."

Chen Yi didn't care. Compared with He Wei's reaction, he was more curious about Zhang Shengzhen's method of sewing corpses and summoning souls. He thought that the "one-time encounter" that Zhang Shengzhen mentioned was due to this reason.

Thinking of this, Chen Yi asked, "Have you met Xiangu Lu before?"

"Yes, it happened that Xiangu Lu saw me sewing up corpses and calling back souls," Zhang Shengzhen recalled with a fascinated look, "She gave me some pointers. I didn't take it seriously at first, but later I learned that it was Xiangu Lu herself, and I suddenly felt enlightened."

Chen Yi didn't want to delve into it, so he asked directly, "What did you talk about?"

"…She said that life and death are determined by fate. My method of sewing corpses and calling back souls confuses yin and yang and goes against fate. If it were a peaceful world, I would be struck by lightning. But fortunately, the White Lotus Sect is in chaos, yin and yang are in disarray, and there are too many people who go against fate. I can take this opportunity to save more people and accumulate merits. This is one reason."

Zhang Shengzhen paused, then continued:
"The second one... is to tell me that if I want to improve, I should find an opportunity to go to Longhu Mountain and pay a visit to the old Taoist priest. He would be interested in my magic... Lu Xiangu might mean that the old Taoist priest might be able to give me some guidance."

Zhang Sheng was a little timid when he said this. He probably didn't dare to dream that a peasant like him could be received by the old Taoist priest, so he was naturally timid.

But Chen Yi seemed to be thinking about something.

The current Lu Ying cannot be guessed by common sense. His behavior is quite similar to Zhou Yitang's. His every move is shrouded in mystery, and... it is a coincidence that Zhang Shengzhen met Lu Ying once and then met himself here.

Is it really fate?
Chen Yi pondered for a moment, then asked again: "Why did you come here?"

Zhang Shengzhen quickly replied, "I just ran into this group of people from the Folding Knife sect on the road who were looking for a Taoist priest. They said there were members of the White Lotus Sect here, and they were planning to wipe them out and bring them to the Heroes' Meeting at Mount Longhu to show off."

Chen Yi immediately looked at the group of folding knife men again.

One of them suddenly came up with an idea and quickly replied, "Master, you don't know that the Taoists in Longhu Mountain made a map with the large and small strongholds of the White Lotus Sect marked on it. They secretly sent people to distribute it to various sects, inviting people to help wipe out the sect and thus weaken the power of the White Lotus Sect." Chen Yi frowned slightly. He vaguely sensed a connection between them, but it seemed as if there was no connection at all, it was pure coincidence.

When everyone saw this look, they were all frightened, fearing that the person in front of them would suddenly attack and kill them all.

This person seems to have a close relationship with the White Lotus Sect. He is a killer who came from nowhere. His martial arts are so powerful that he is capable of doing anything.

Seeing that he didn't speak for a long time, Zhang Shengzhen's lips trembled slightly, and he racked his brains to think of whose name to tell in order to reassure the person in front of him.

Wow.

The rain came suddenly and heavily.

Chen Yi turned to look at the old Taoist priest. Zhang Shengzhen showed doubt on his face. He clasped his hands together, waved them violently, and shouted "Stop" several times. However, there was no sign of stopping at all. Dense raindrops hit his face heavily.

The raindrops as big as copper coins hit people so hard that they couldn't open their eyes. The tail of Zhang Shengzhen's spell was whipped away by the rain and scattered in the wind. The ground began to shake. At first it sounded like a carriage passing by in the distance, but in the blink of an eye it became the sound of thousands of horses galloping.

The rainstorm suddenly became violent.

There seemed to be another kind of sound in the rain. At first it was crackling, and then it became louder and louder, turning into a rumbling sound, like drumbeats or a heavy hammer. Zhang Shengzhen's body was shaking, and he found that the ground under his feet was buzzing.

Chen Yi turned his head suddenly.

The entire forest was trembling, the forest birds flew away in fright, the dark flocks of birds broke through the rain curtain, the huge rocks mixed with mud rolled over the pine forest, and the torrent wrapped in broken branches and leaves had rushed towards the village entrance!
In an instant, Zhang Shengzhen's eyes suddenly flashed, and Chen Yi had disappeared like a stream of light.

There was a loud noise like the mountain was being torn apart. In an instant, it seemed as if the sky was falling and the earth was cracking open.
...........
There were rumbling sounds coming from all directions, like a mountain collapsing.

The rolling mud flow swallowed up everything in sight almost instantly.

The whole village seemed to be turned into the ground. Yin Tingxue still remembered chanting the spell in panic and then closing her eyes.

Until now, my eyes are tightly closed.

My feet felt empty and I lost the sense of reality in an instant.

Yin Tingxue was shocked and suspected that she was dead, but she still didn't dare to open her eyes, fearing that she was really dead.

"Yin Tingxue, Yin Tingxue!"

Suddenly hearing a familiar call from behind, Yin Tingxue turned around and opened her eyes, only to find that she had been grabbed by the clothes and lifted up into the air.

Seeing that she was fine, Chen Yi quickly turned his gaze towards the village below. He rode the wind and saw a huge mudslide carrying broken rocks, slowly converging towards somewhere.

It was a huge pit and half of the mountain had collapsed. Chen Yi remembered that was the direction Chu Yiyuan left.

What did they dig up?
The thought flashed through Chen Yi's mind and he had no intention of thinking about it. The most urgent task right now was to find Donggong Rushu.

"Did you see where Donggong Ruoshu went?"

Yin Tingxue came back to her senses, her face pale as she said, "She said she wanted to get some fresh air and see what they were doing, and then... then... Shi Hong."

After hearing this, Chen Yi immediately ran towards the pit. The heavy rain was still pouring, mud and water were flowing, and scattered trees, huge rocks, broken walls and ruins were all floating downstream. It seemed like there was a flowing ocean under his feet.

He chanted the mantra, opened his third eye, and swept around fiercely.

At the edge of the pit, in the rolling mud, a big-chested figure was seen struggling. She struggled hard, but no matter how hard she tried, the huge mudslide still pushed her deeper into the pit.

Rumble.

In an instant, Donggong Ruoshu's figure fell into the pit.

..........
After a stick of incense.

Chen Yi and Yin Tingxue rushed into the pit almost immediately, but could not find Miss Donggong.

The mud river outside has gradually calmed down, spreading gently on the ground. Almost in an instant, the mountains collapsed and the ground cracked, and almost in an instant, it calmed down.

"What on earth did these White Lotus people dig up?" Chen Yi couldn't help but mutter.

Yin Tingxue held Chen Yi's hand tightly, her calves felt a little weak, but she didn't say a word so as not to distract Chen Yi. The most important thing now was to find Miss Donggong.

The smell of earth spread to his nose, and the mud under his feet was slippery. Chen Yi took out a lighting talisman from the ground. After hesitating, he smelled an especially strong yin energy, so he put the lighting talisman back and took out a torch and a fire starter from his arms.

The torch was lit and shone into the dark pit.

There seems to be another world.

What appeared before my eyes was a huge underground cave. Half of the ground seemed to be hollow, and the stone walls continued to extend in all directions, endless. The deeper I went, the more I would regard the darkness above my head as the sky.

Chen Yi led Yin Tingxue and calculated the location of Donggong Ruoshu with his fingers. When they walked to a certain place, a long tunnel appeared in front of them. He suddenly had a sense of déjà vu, and the experience of Tushan Underground Palace emerged in his mind.

Is this some secret mausoleum?

Chen Yi's face darkened slightly. He had been heading northwest, intending to find Tushan Underground Palace again. However, after meeting Tushan in the sword pool, he gave up the idea. He didn't expect that he had such a strong affinity with these tombs. He couldn't encounter them then, but now.

Exploring the long tunnel, they felt the mud under their feet was cold. Chen Yi and Yin Tingxue had some water-avoidance skills, so they were not seriously injured, but just walked a little slower.

The tunnel was deep and the end was endless. The cave was as turbid as human flesh and blood, and seemed to be wriggling when illuminated by the fire.

Chen Yi took Yin Tingxue deeper and deeper, with golden light still shining in his eyes.

The tunnel suddenly narrowed into a narrow strip of sky, and the two had to squeeze through sideways. Yin Tingxue's shoulder rubbed against the stone wall, and among the falling debris were a few pieces of things as big as a fingernail. Chen Yi used a torch to burn it, and it turned out to be half a faded jade halberd with a totem carved with a bird's head and a snake's body.

After walking through the tunnel, Chen Yi looked up again.

He paused slightly, and the firelight illuminated the vague outline in front of him.

The view ahead suddenly opened up, and Chen Yi raised the torch high.

Nine stone steps appeared in the dim light, with a cracked altar lying across the steps. An animal head was inserted diagonally into the ground, and strands of red silk hung from the crack. They turned out to be human hair.

Deeper in the depths, there was a human silhouette.

Every face was turned in their direction.

Each one is covered with feathers...

The crooked bodies fell behind the altar, as if the altar was set up for them. In the dim firelight, the shadows were vague and unclear, which made people feel cold.

Yin Tingxue's breathing stagnated and her heart rose to her throat.

Da da.

It’s the sound of footsteps…
Behind you!
Yin Tingxue didn't know why Chen Yi didn't move, so she pulled him hard and turned him around. Chen Yi came to his senses and looked behind him, and saw that familiar face appear in front of him.

"Chen Yi, Tingxue...you are all here."

As soon as the words fell, Chen Yi didn't have time to breathe a sigh of relief before he caught a detail out of the corner of his eye.

She has no shadow.

"But I seem to..."

If the East Palace is left in its original place,

"Dead..."

(End of this chapter)