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Chapter 264: Grandparents and grandchildren meet, thirty years of corpse sewing

The trial ground within the ruins.

In the deep and unfathomable dark space.

A dilapidated ancient temple stood alone. Its style was quite similar to the ancient temple outside, but it looked more vicissitudes and dilapidated. From the ruins of the surrounding buildings, it could be seen that a war had once broken out here, and rubble was everywhere.

At this moment, a lost team of four accidentally broke into this area. Facing the ruins in front of them, their faces were filled with surprise and curiosity.

“There is actually an ancient temple here.”

"Go in and take a look, maybe there's a chance."

The four of them were fully focused and alert to everything around them. They carefully stepped into the temple gate. It was pitch black inside and they could only barely see within a distance of four or five meters.

The entire ancient temple was extremely quiet. As they walked, one of the short-haired men frowned, as he felt that his companion behind him seemed to be stepping on his heels.

So he whispered to his companion behind him.

There was no reply from his companions, only the captain's voice was heard from the front.

"Look... there's light!"

Several people turned their eyes to the front, and sure enough, they saw a faint light in the dim vision. When they got closer, they found that it was a sarcophagus lying there quietly.

There is a stone table under the sarcophagus.

The table is densely packed with rare treasures, sparkling with an attractive luster.

"Oh my god, there are so many natural treasures. We are going to make a fortune!"

Upon seeing this, the four men's eyes flashed with greed, and after making sure there was no danger around, they rushed forward impatiently to snatch the treasures. Since they had no space containers, they could only fill their pockets and backpacks. Even so, the stone table was still piled with large amounts of treasures, which made them heartbroken.

"With so many natural treasures, it is not impossible that the Seventh Heaven of Gods is hidden."

"Let's solve it right here."

The four of them swallowed their saliva and started eating voraciously.

Deep in the silent ruins, the chewing sounds one after another seemed particularly harsh.

However, at this moment, the captain, who was stuffing the treasure into his mouth with both hands, suddenly burst into a hot light from his chest. It was a piece of topaz, his ancestral jade pendant, which was used to ward off evil spirits and exorcise demons.

This is the jade pendant’s warning!
At the same time, a disgusting smell hit me in the face.

The captain took a closer look and was immediately frightened out of his wits. They were not eating rare treasures at all, but were clearly gnawing on a dried limb.

The stone table was covered with all kinds of bloodless limbs.

There are broken hands, broken feet, broken heads...

Some of the severed hands had the word "longevity" written on their wrists.

Looking at his companions eating greedily, the captain reacted and shouted in horror: "Stop eating, you have all been deceived, these are fake!!!"

As he spoke, the topaz pendant on his chest emitted a dazzling light, awakening the three companions around him. When they saw the scene clearly, they hurriedly dropped their backpacks and vomited wildly, their faces as pale as paper.

"Get out of here quickly."

Seeing such a horrifying scene, the four people immediately evacuated in panic in the direction they came from.

The team leader, holding the ancestral protective topaz, led the way.

However, as he was walking, the short-haired guy felt his teammate stepping on his heels, causing him to stumble and fall. He could no longer hold back and shouted, "Why do you always step on my heels?!"

"I didn't step on your heels!"

"If not you, then who else?!!!"

At this moment, the short-haired man seemed to realize something, turned around and looked down. This sight immediately made his soul tremble. It was not his teammate stepping on his heel, but a shriveled severed hand emerging from the ground and pulling off his shoes.

For a moment, the short-haired man's mind went blank and he even forgot to resist.

Fortunately, the companions in front saw that something was wrong and immediately pulled the short-haired man away. The four of them fled the ancient temple in a panic, breathing rapidly, and finally succeeded in reaching the ruins outside.

Before they could breathe a sigh of relief, a sound of breaking air suddenly rang out.

Bang!
It seemed as if something heavy fell from the sky.

The captain in front used the jade light to discover that it was a severed leg.

Whose severed leg is this?
However, something even more terrifying happened. It suddenly started to rain heavily from the sky. No...it was broken legs one after another, falling like cannonballs.

Bang!
One of the team members was unable to dodge and was stepped on, with his head exploded.

"Everyone run away!!!"

The captain had just finished roaring when, the next second, shriveled and severed hands emerged from the ruins and instantly grabbed everyone's ankles.

Boom boom boom!
Broken legs kept falling, ruins and sand were flying everywhere, and screams were heard one after another.

The captain, covered in blood, held high the ancestral topaz in his hand, hoping to escape the disaster. However, a severed foot fell and crushed his arm. The topaz fell to the ground and was grabbed by a severed hand and crushed into pieces.

After losing Topaz, all four of them were torn to pieces by these limbs.

However, what was strange was that the blood on the ground seemed to be guided by some mysterious force, gathering into a small river and flowing into the sarcophagus on the stone table deep in the ancient temple.

One minute...two minutes...

Time passed slowly, and the surroundings were as silent as a cemetery.

Soon after, a series of ear-piercing and creepy stone friction sounds came from the sarcophagus, and the coffin lid slowly and automatically opened. As the dust accumulated over the years spread everywhere, the figure of an old man emerged.

He was wearing a modern robe that looked a bit like those worn a hundred years ago. He had dry hair and only one ear. His entire head was covered with corpse spots and his skin was ulcerated. But the most horrifying thing was that there was a circle of stitches on the old man's neck that looked like a centipede.

"The life essence below the seventh level of the Divine Treasure is too little."

The one-eared old man touched the stitches on his neck and muttered to himself in a hoarse and vicissitudes voice: "This corpse of the God of Longevity is really troublesome. Even I can't stand its corrupting influence. In the past thirty years, I have absorbed the life essence of so many people, but I can only barely delay this process."

“This road has finally come to an end.”

"The opening of the trial ground this time is my last chance."

Just then, a voice came from outside.

"Grandfather, the descendant of the Lincheng Corpse Sewing Lineage wants to see you."

.........

Outside the ruins, Lu Yue followed carefully all the way. This time, just in case, he even took out a body bag and got into the bag from time to time, using it to conceal his own breath and avoid the perception of the extraordinary people.

Finally, his hard work paid off and he arrived at the edge of the ruins.

Just then I heard the fugitive shouting "Grandpa".

This name suggests a deep blood connection.

The person deep in the ruins must be the corpse-stitcher who murdered Taoist Fang thirty years ago and then pretended to be dead to enter the ruins. He is both an accomplice and an insider.

Even Lu Yue felt surprised. He didn't expect happiness to come so quickly.

This means that what happened thirty years ago is about to be revealed.

However, the more he had to remain calm at this time, Lu Yue quickly calmed down, and with the help of the cover of night and the ruins, he hid in the body bag without moving.

At this time, the successor of corpse sewing stood respectfully outside the ruins and introduced himself.

After a long time, the old man's whispering voice came from the depths of the ruins.

"Are you the current successor of my lineage who contacted me earlier?"

"Grandpa, I was not yet born when you entered the ruins. Later, I inherited the identity of the heir of this lineage, and then I learned that you had been in seclusion in the ruins."

From deep within the ruins, the old man's voice was heard again.

"It's only been thirty years, and the successor position has been passed to the fourth generation."

The one-eared old man sighed, his voice filled with endless vicissitudes.

"I am a member of the Corpse Sewing Clan, and we have suffered from blood defects for generations. The average lifespan is only 20 to 30 years. There are very few people who have the luck to live to 80 like me."

"In order to solve this problem, I spent my entire life trying the paths taken by my predecessors, but I never succeeded. As the clan leader at the time, I had no choice but to take a different path."

"Discard your own body, splice other limbs, and completely cut off the influence."

"This approach was opposed by other branches. They were worried that the Demon Suppression Division headquarters would come to question us, so they united and deprived us of our main branch's qualifications."

"From then on, we became a branch until I found a mass grave in Lincheng, and then we took root there and continued to search for and cultivate suitable members."

"On the premise of preserving the brain, the limbs of the whole body can be replaced step by step. However, this process is very difficult. I have experimented countless times, but those people were affected by the special limbs that were replaced, and no one survived..."

"Before I left, the tribe was already trying to replace all the limbs of the body."

"Now that thirty years have passed, where have you come to?"

The heir of the corpse-stitching was silent for a moment, then replied, "When the limbs of the whole body were replaced in the clan, most of them committed suicide because they could not bear the impact of the special limbs. Only my parents succeeded temporarily. Later, they found a goddess and made a wish, and successfully gave birth to me." "Not only did I inherit the bloodline of the corpse-stitching people, but I also eliminated the defect of short lifespan."

At this time, Lu Yue, who was hiding in the body bag, was shocked.

This successor of corpse sewing is a complete jerk!
Think about it, all of his parents' limbs except their heads have been replaced, and one person is equivalent to a dozen or even more people. It's like a big fight among dozens of people, and the process of making these special limbs is very weird.

It can be said that this form of existence is inherently intolerable.

Being alive was an accident, not to mention being pregnant.

But the other party was extremely lucky and gave birth to such a hybrid.

Lu Yue was not insulting anyone, but this successor of corpse sewing was really a mixed person.

Putting aside the stance, morality and law, if there are no other flaws, the other party has achieved a dream that countless predecessors have failed to complete for thousands of years.

This is a small step for the corpse sewing lineage, but a big step for the Yinmen industry.

Inside the ruins, the one-eared old man's voice was full of approval.

"My corpse-stitching lineage has a successor. Your body is even more perfect than I imagined. Since you call me grandpa, I will take care of the younger generation."

"I have some seventh-level divine limbs here. They are the result of my cultivation over the years. They are top-notch even if they are placed outside. You can sew them onto your own body to increase your strength."

The successor of the corpse-stitching technique moved his body and bowed respectfully.

"Thank you for your kindness, Grandpa. I am very satisfied with my current body."

Inside the ruins, the one-eared old man said, "My lineage is different from other corpse stitchers. We rely on replacing other limbs to increase our combat effectiveness."

"Relying solely on one's own strength to improve is too slow."

"Are you dissatisfied with the fact that the Seventh Heaven of Shenzang is too weak?"

When he said the last sentence, the one-eared old man's tone was obviously unhappy.

"No."

"If you are not, then come in and I will protect you."

The scene was dead silent, as if even the air had frozen.

The heir of the corpse sewing was silent for a moment and then said: "Grandpa is willing to protect me, and I should accept it. However, there have been major changes in the clan recently. I have been unable to sleep all night and have no time to take care of this matter. I am afraid that this will reduce the chances of a successful replacement."

"What big change?" The one-eared old man frowned and asked.

"All the members of the Lincheng Corpse Sewing Clan were killed by the bad guys."

"Please, Grandfather, help us avenge this blood feud!"

Immediately, the successor of the corpse sewing technique informed the other party of the recent events.

Lu Yue outside the ruins was also listening quietly. From the successor's narration, he seemed to be unaware of the Taoist Fang's true identity.

All I know is that a Taoist master destroyed his lineage.

As for the cause and effect, nothing is clear.

"Why did the Dao Sect take action?"

Deep in the ruins, the one-eared old man's voice sounded somewhat puzzled.

At this time, Lu Yue was just about to creep forward quietly to find a better eavesdropping position. At this moment, deep in the ruins, the one-eared old man suddenly looked in his direction.

"That young man outside, you must have heard enough after listening for so long."

Lu Yue, hiding in the body bag, had a face full of question marks.

No way, it’s been discovered already?

This body bag can’t block the perception of the corpse sewer?

At this point, Lu Yue had no choice but to prepare for battle.

However, at this moment, footsteps suddenly sounded behind him.

In the darkness, a young man with a bronze gong hanging from his waist stepped forward, bowed respectfully toward the depths of the ruins, and said, "Senior, I know the true identity of that Taoist priest. He is not from the Taoist sect..."

Suddenly, without warning, a chilly wind blew from deep within the ruins.

The Tongluo youth only felt a heavy pressure surging over him, squeezing every inch of muscle in his body, as if to crush him completely. In an instant, his face turned as pale as paper, his eyes were filled with fear and despair, and finally he opened his lips with difficulty, squeezed out a few words from the depths of his throat, and said in a trembling and weak voice: "Senior...thirty years ago...that phone call..."

The invisible pressure around him suddenly disappeared, and the young man with the bronze gong almost collapsed.

He did not dare to waste time, and quickly said in a trembling voice: "Senior, I am from the lineage of the night watchmen. This time I came to bring you a message. Our clan leader asked me to tell you about 'that phone call', and you will know."

Deep in the ruins, a moving expression flashed across the face of the one-eared old man.

"continue."

The young man swallowed his saliva and continued, "The Taoist's surname is Fang. He disappeared thirty years ago. My clan leader said that he is still alive and has noticed something about what happened back then..."

The one-eared old man interrupted, "Impossible, he was already dead that year."

The Tongluo youth eagerly defended himself: "What I said is true. Senior, you can ask the successor beside you. He doesn't know the true background of the Taoist priest, but he knows what the Taoist priest looks like."

In the distance, the successor of corpse sewing began to describe.

After hearing this, the one-eared old man's face became solemn, and he murmured, "He is really not dead."

"Senior, that Fang guy is not only alive, but he is also investigating what happened back then. Now he has set his sights on you and may even discover the secret of your fake death."

"By the way, there is a young man who entered the ruins this time. He is Fang's spy. Please be careful and be sure to eliminate him."

Lu Yue in the body bag: “…”

This eyeliner...seems to be talking about him.

However, this also made him realize that in addition to the corpse-sewing man, the family of this newly emerged night watchman was also involved in the conspiracy to murder Taoist Fang. No wonder the other party had been staring at him outside. It turned out that they recognized his identity.

This information is of vital importance and must be informed to Master Fang immediately after returning.

"I know this."

"Since your clan leader sent you here to deliver a message, I will not let you make a wasted trip. Come in. I have some natural treasures here. Take them and use them."

The young man from Tongluo showed joy on his face. He quickly bowed and thanked him repeatedly.

Then walk deeper into the ruins and enter the dilapidated ancient temple.

Sure enough, I saw a stone table filled with rare treasures.

The Tongluo young man was secretly delighted in his heart, he did not expect that the family would send him this time. You know, he is not the heir, but just an ordinary member of the clan. Before he came, the clan leader told him that as long as he brought a message, this senior would reward him handsomely.

Even the descendants of the clan have never seen so many of these rare treasures. He seemed to have seen his own strength advance by leaps and bounds, breaking through the seventh level of the Divine Treasures, returning to the family, becoming the new generation of descendants, and leading the family into the future.

So, he couldn't wait to start enjoying it. However, as he was eating, the natural treasures in front of him began to move slowly, gradually approaching him, and then pounced on him, completely submerging him.

Before he died, he did not even get to see the true appearance of those rare treasures.

Outside the dilapidated old temple, the corpse-stitching successor raised his eyebrows as he had a panoramic view of the whole place.

At this time, the one-eared old man slowly spoke: "Thirty years ago, someone came to us and asked us to do a trivial thing related to that man. We did it, and afterwards we swore to bury this secret in our hearts forever."

“I didn’t expect that man would still be alive thirty years later.”

"No matter what, this secret must remain secret."

"The old night watchman sent a junior from the fourth level of the Divine Hidden Realm to deliver a message. It's obvious that he was hinting that I should kill him after receiving the message."

The heir of the corpse sewing immediately bowed and said respectfully: "Grandpa did the right thing."

The one-eared old man asked, "Do you want to know what happened thirty years ago?"

The heir of the corpse sewing was shocked and answered firmly: "Grandpa, I don't want to."

The one-eared old man laughed strangely, like the sound of dry bark rubbing against each other. "As the saying goes, even a tiger won't eat its own cubs. I can keep these secrets to others, but you are the only descendant of my lineage, so you are qualified to know."

"Grandpa, since it's a secret, the fewer people who know about it the better."

The successor of the corpse sewing technique was determined and still refused.

"In fact, I noticed the young night watchman approaching just now. Now there are only the two of us here, so we can talk about something."

Lu Yue, who was hiding in the body bag, also nodded repeatedly.

There are no outsiders here, and there is nothing that cannot be said among family members. If he was not afraid of being exposed, he would want to go out now and warn the successor of corpse sewing to not be ungrateful and to just listen carefully to the elders.

If you don't listen, there are many people who want to listen!

(End of this chapter)