From a Zhengyi Taoist Child to a Master of All Laws

Chapter 29 Chaos
In early July, the greenery on Mayi Mountain was shrouded in white mist.

Affected by a rare heavy rainfall, a mountain torrent broke out here a week ago. The raging and violent flood rushed down with mud, sand and broken trees, and the sky and the earth were dark.

After the mountain flood ended, the sea of ​​clouds and forests of Mayi Mountain were green and vast. A team of young soldiers were marching in the mountains, their camouflage rubber shoes covered with a thick layer of mud.

Gao Miao's heels were covered with blisters. He had been with the team doing rescue work at the foot of the mountain for a week.

Some broken branches and animal carcasses mixed with mud and sand blocked the mountain road, and the bulldozer could not get in. Several soldiers used shovels to clear the obstructions on the road.

Suddenly, Gao Miao seemed to be frightened by something, and shouted to the captain in the distance: "Captain, come and see what this is?"

The captain's surname was Zhang. He was a strong middle-aged man with a red face. He walked closer, thinking that these new recruits had seen the corpse of a monkey or a wild boar again. He said, "Gao Miao, what are you shouting about? You are so useless!"

When we got closer, we saw that where the mountain road had been cleared, there was a huge piece of black rotten wood blocking the middle.

The wood was more than two meters long, and about eighty centimeters wide and high. It did not look like it was naturally formed, and had already rotted beyond recognition.

There is an abandoned temple on the Mayi Mountain. In the past few days, several teams of rescue workers have discovered many temple objects that were washed down by mountain torrents.

Captain Zhang thought that it was something like a temple pillar that was washed onto the road, just like before. When he looked closer, he found that it was actually a coffin.

The outside of the coffin was made of top-quality nanmu wood, with one end large and one end small. There were some Sanskrit characters among the remaining colors, which did not look like a modern style.

This should be a large tomb on the mountain that was destroyed by a mountain torrent and fell down.

Captain Zhang stared at the coffin, and suddenly he felt a cool breeze on the back of his neck.

"Why are you standing there like an idiot? It's just a coffin, move it quickly, let's clear the way first!"

"Yes!"

Gao Miao's face turned red. As a modern soldier, it was really embarrassing to be frightened by a piece of wood that was who knows how many years old.

The coffin happened to block the rescue route. Time was urgent, so the young soldiers didn't care whether it was a historical relic or not and had to move it away.

The coffin was seven feet and three inches long, but it was extremely heavy. Gao Miao's face turned red from holding his breath, and several young soldiers had beads of sweat on their foreheads. It took them a long time to move the coffin slightly.

What was even more bizarre was that there were several coffin nails engraved with Sanskrit around the sides of the coffin. When an old man who had just been rescued from a mountain flood discovered the iron nails, his face turned pale and he hurriedly stopped them.

When a soldier was putting down the coffin, he slipped on the muddy mountain road because a flash flood had just passed, and the coffin suddenly fell over.

Perhaps it was because it was too old, the coffin lid that was nailed with iron nails broke open when it was opened. A disgusting smell filled the air, and a corpse rolled out.

The burial objects in the coffin had been severely corroded and scattered in the mud. The corpse looked very strange, like a wealthy person in ancient times. He was wearing a dark shroud embroidered with cranes. His face was lifelike, his skin was pale and he was very thin.

What was even more bizarre was that the corpse had two sharp teeth at the corners of its mouth. Gao Miao, who fell beside him, felt his head buzzing and he couldn't even stand up.

Unable to figure out the direction of the corpse and the coffin, the people nearby had gathered around, pointing at the strange corpse and talking about it. Captain Zhang had no choice but to take photos and send them to report the situation, and guide the people to evacuate from another road.

Several strange photos were reported to higher levels at a very fast speed. Several historians who went to Beijing were overjoyed and said that the corpse might be a prince of some dynasty and that a very advanced preservation technology had been used to preserve the body.

In scientific terms, this corpse is taller than the flesh-and-blood Buddha enshrined in Huiji Temple.

At the foot of Mayi Mountain, Gao Miao, who was left behind to protect the scene, had his hair standing on end. As a local, he did not understand the scientific and technological knowledge that the experts talked about.

The mountain was dim and dark. Looking at the white mist rising from the top of the mountain, Gao Miao recalled an event that happened in the past at Mayi Mountain.

More than ten years ago, when the Mayishan Temple was still in ruins, there was a Demon-Subduing Hall built in the temple. It was said that it suppressed some powerful things. The outside of the hall was densely hung with copper locks and covered with bright red Sanskrit.

Later, the temple fell into decline and some kind-hearted villagers opened the main hall, but it was bare and empty.

There has been a rumor circulating in the local area that the old abbot secretly moved the things inside the temple before leaving. For some reason, the more Gao Miao looked at the patterns on the coffin, the more they looked like the Sanskrit outside the Demon Subduing Hall...

Captain Zhang also felt uncomfortable as soon as the body was out of the coffin. After arranging the people, he could not wait to load the body and coffin onto the escort vehicle with several soldiers and transport them to Shangjing as soon as the instructions came down from above.

Everything was over. Noticing Gao Miao's pale face, Captain Zhang patted his shoulder with his big hand like a palm leaf fan and smiled heartily.

"Boy, are you scared of this? Damn it, a kid is just a kid, a man doesn't talk about strange things, how can such a small scene make you so scared?"

"Captain, Confucius does not talk about strange things, that is what Confucius himself did not say..."

"Don't talk nonsense to me. Hurry up and clear the last two mountain roads so that the relief supplies can be delivered."

Gao Miao stuffed a few biscuits in his hand to replenish his energy, smiled awkwardly, and suppressed the strange thoughts in his mind.

A group of soldiers were busy carrying out the finishing work of the rescue operation, but within a few minutes, Gao Miao suddenly heard a burst of intense and intensive gunfire and explosions not far away.

Several soldiers looked at each other. In that era, it was extremely rare to fire a gun in this land of the East.

Half an hour later, news came from above that the escort vehicle had accidentally overturned before it left Mayi Mountain, and at the same time, a gag order was quickly issued on any information related to the strange corpse.

An hour later, all the officers and soldiers of Mayishan were organized to patrol the mountain with guns, and only the county director was sent to deliver a verbal order:
"All officers and soldiers, kill on the spot if you find any abnormal situation!"
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Mei County, the old house of the Yang family.

This was not the first time Li Yang had met the old lady from the Yang family.

In the original owner's memory, this kind old man had been to Baiyun Mountain many times. Every time he went up the mountain, he would bring a lot of donated supplies, and then his and his master's living standards would improve a lot.

So when he met the old lady again, Li Yang acted like a junior.

"I am Li Yang from Baiyun Temple, nice to meet Mr. Yang." Li Yang stepped forward and bowed.

When Grandma Yang saw Li Yang, her face showed kindness. She had heard Wang Xin tell her many times how this little Taoist priest was so miraculous and had saved her.

"It really is you. I am blessed to finally see a living god like you."

The old lady's face was flushed. She stepped forward to help Li Yang up, looking at Master Li again and again with emotion on her face.

She was a close friend of Li Yang's deceased master, Master Wu. Li Yang felt a little embarrassed to be addressed like that by an old man, and quickly helped the old lady sit back in her chair.

"I am not a living god. It is only because of the good deeds done by Mr. Yang that I have received this blessing."

Li Yang looked at the old lady and couldn't bear to say some words.

As soon as he entered the room, he felt that, after all, he was already an octogenarian, and his body could no longer bear the consequences of this incident. Even though Li Yang carefully cleared the meridians and woke the old man up, it was only a last gasp of energy and he would not live long.

"I wonder if Mr. Yang, the benefactor, has any advice for me when he asked me to come here today?"

The old lady knew her current condition, but she didn't feel sad or sigh.

"Xiao Li, I asked you to come here today because I want you to help an old man like me witness something."

"Hmm? What's going on?"

Li Yang's heart tightened, could it be the kind of scene where one is entrusted with the care of one's child before death?

"Don't worry, child, I won't make things difficult for you." The old lady seemed to see what Li Yang was thinking and smiled kindly.

"Yingying, Yang Jun and a few others, please come in."

(End of this chapter)