My Years in the Folklore World

Chapter 227 Old Ape
The sound of the cough was not loud, but it was particularly harsh in the quiet Taoist temple.

Jiang Xinghuo's heart sank. This Taoist temple was located on the top of a mountain, and there was nothing inside the temple. Apart from himself, there was only the dilapidated stone coffin.

Could it be that coughing...

Jiang Xinghuo held his breath, slowly turned around, and looked at the bluestone coffin. With a strange sound, the lid of the stone coffin began to move away inch by inch...

An old hand grasped the edge of the coffin and struggled to sit up from inside. It turned out to be a skinny, gray-headed white ape! !
Jiang Xinghuo never imagined that there was such an old monkey buried in the coffin.

"It's been a long time since I last saw my old friend from the Land of Exile..."

The white ape raised its cloudy eyes, two golden lights burst out, and recognized Jiang Xinghuo's identity.

"Dare I ask senior..."

Jiang Xinghuo asked tentatively, not daring to take it lightly at all.

"Young man, don't be nervous, relax a little..."

The old ape dragged his aged body and stood up from the coffin, shaking. "You have my heritage, so you are half my descendant. I won't harm you."

"inherited?"

Hearing the old ape's words, Jiang Xinghuo's heart moved. He had learned many skills, but it seemed that only the Xinghe Water-controlling Technique could compete with the apes.

At this time, the old ape had walked out of the coffin, sat cross-legged on the ground, and waved at Jiang Xinghuo.

Jiang Xinghuo hesitated a little, but still came to the old ape and sat cross-legged in front of it.
"It seems that those old friends have found their way back home, otherwise you would not have come to this world."

"Senior's wise eyes."

Jiang Xinghuo nodded. Since the old ape knew the way back home, it meant that it and Zangxian were from the same era and could be called an antique.

"But I'm very curious about how you came to the underworld. The road they left behind for returning home should not be connected to the underworld."

"Moreover, the curse on you also means that you cannot live long in the underworld. Are you willing to answer this question for me?"

There was a hint of curiosity on the old ape's face. Although he had achieved enlightenment for many years and had become an immortal who could transform corpses into corpses, he could not get rid of the nature in his blood.

After hearing what the old ape said, Jiang Xinghuo did not hide anything and simply told the whole story.

After hearing this, the old ape nodded and sighed, "So that's how it is. I guess that mural was left there intentionally by that guy Pudu."

"The purpose is to lure those treasure hunters to this place where life is forbidden, so as to prevent the news that he is still alive from spreading."

"I never thought that I would bring you here by accident. It was also by chance that you and I met here."

In the following time, Jiang Xinghuo had a very pleasant conversation with the old ape in the Taoist temple. Just as he guessed, the Xinghe Water-controlling Technique was passed down by the old ape. It was the method of using martial arts to enter Taoism that the old ape had figured out when he was young.

However, this technique is not its most powerful method. The old ape's truly powerful inheritance is the "Immortal Scripture" passed down by the ancient Taoist ancestors.

The method of corpse transformation that it practices is the method it learned from the immortal scriptures.

Those hanging coffins on the cliffs outside are the places where the old ape practices the art of corpse transformation.

It is also with this method that the old ape can prolong his life by transforming his corpse into another, and has survived from ancient times to the present day.

"My talent is limited, and my disciples are all ignorant and foolish, unable to comprehend the secrets recorded in the immortal scriptures."

At this time, the old ape took out a bamboo scroll from his bosom and said, "In the past, the Taoist master spread his teachings throughout the world. He taught everyone without distinction. Anyone who was devoted to the Tao could become his disciple."

"I am an old man guarding a treasure mountain in vain. I can only use this sutra to prolong my life. I cannot learn other Taoist methods. It is better to give it to someone who is destined to learn from it. Maybe they can gain something from it." As he spoke, the old ape handed the bamboo slips in his hand to Jiang Xinghuo and said:

"This sutra was written by Daozu himself, and it encompasses all of Daozu's inheritance. However, what you can comprehend depends entirely on your own fate."

As the old ape finished his words, the game text appeared in front of Jiang Xinghuo again.

"You have obtained the Immortal Scripture."

"The Immortal Scriptures are secret scriptures written by the Taoist master himself. They are broad, profound, and full of mysteries. Some people have found the secret of immortality in them, some have realized the secret of becoming an immortal, and some have gained nothing."

Jiang Xinghuo looked at the bamboo slips in his hand and thought that he had made a fortune this time as he had obtained such a precious thing.

Scripture written by Daozu himself!!

The old ape learned the method of corpse transformation from it, which extended his life for thousands of years. If he could comprehend any secret method, his strength would definitely be greatly improved.

However, at this moment, Jiang Xinghuo suddenly felt dizzy. All the shapes in front of him began to distort. Various colors melted and mixed together, making people feel depressed.

I also heard strange whispering sounds in my ears, as if someone was whispering, or as if someone was laughing loudly.

The old ape's voice also rang in his ears: "Your current strength is not enough to freely go to the secular world. The separated consciousness is on the verge of breaking. It's time to go back."

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Xinghuo saw the old ape give a light push, and he seemed to fall from a cliff at high speed. All the scenes in front of him began to rapidly move away and shrink, until finally turning into nothingness.

"what!"

Jiang Xinghuo returned to the real world and sat on the sofa, still maintaining the same posture as when he was playing the game.

He looked up at the time and it was almost seven o'clock. He looked down again and saw the remains of the cell phone on the ground and the bamboo slips of the immortal scripture next to it.

Jiang Xinghuo picked up the bamboo scroll and put it into his magic bag, then locked the shop door and walked towards the nearby commercial street.

It is still early and the commercial street is bustling. He wants to buy another mobile phone while the mobile phone store is still open.

As for how to download the game, he was not worried. If nothing went wrong, the new phone he bought should automatically install the game.

as predicted.

After Jiang Xinghuo turned on his new phone, the game icon of the Folk World suddenly appeared on the screen.

Jiang Xinghuo was not in a hurry to go back. He first walked around the commercial street and found a place to eat something.

Finally, he returned to the shop leisurely, carrying a bag of freshly-baked snacks.

It was still the same routine. I sat on the sofa, took out my phone, opened the game, and continued playing the game while eating snacks.

"You have cracked the secret of the sanatorium."

"This underground secret room was indeed left by Lord Pu Du, but there is no clue to the treasure. This is a trap he set to kill greedy people."

"You were lucky to escape without any injuries, but people may not be as lucky as you in the future."

"What are you going to do next?"

"Are you going to destroy this sanatorium completely? Or will you allow those greedy people to continue to come and die?"

I feel dizzy... I'm sick again... I'll fix the typos tomorrow, I can't stand it anymore

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(End of this chapter)