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Chapter 59 This must be my disaster!

The sun was shining brightly in the afternoon. Feng Xue was happily eating the nourishing dishes prepared by Liu Yunxi at home to replenish nutrition for his frail modern body. At the same time, the Xuan cultivators in Lucheng County who had not yet entered the Dao were in big trouble.

If last night was the general mobilization of all the Taoist practitioners in the city, then now, when the masters who had not slept all night began to feel sleepy, these young disciples had to take on the task and start their work.

"Check it carefully!" Taoist Master Chen knew that this matter was of great importance, so he slapped a talisman on himself to wake himself up, and forced himself to supervise the work of these unreliable young people.

The young disciples sent by various families did not dare to say a word about this great master who was one of the top five in the county. They could only hold the compass, pinch the tortoise shell, hold the fortune stick tube, call the paper man, and search along the edge of the city.

Taoist Master Chen sat on a bamboo chair and couldn't help yawning, but he was thinking about the feng shui around him.

He has been practicing Taoism for over a hundred years and has done Feng Shui for many people around him. He is familiar with Kunshan and knows exactly where to find the acupuncture points.

But he knew better that things change over time. A Feng Shui treasure land that was the same for nearly a hundred years might not have been the same two hundred years ago, and a good spot two hundred years ago might not still be the same today.

"However, Lucheng has been established for at least a thousand years, so the environment inside the city should be fine. I previously asked the county magistrate to check the county annals. If there are no large tombs nearby, the areas with risks are probably Xiehu and Ma'anshan."

Taoist Chen sighed. The so-called Ma'anshan was not the Ma'anshan five hundred miles away, but a small hill not far from the Crab Lake which was twice the size of Lucheng. It was less than a hundred meters high and got its name because it looked like a saddle. It was a tiny place, but it had several Feng Shui treasures. The ancestral tombs of several families in the county were on it, and three of them were chosen by him.

"But if there really is something wrong with the ancestral tomb, I'm afraid it will be difficult to deal with..." Taoist Chen pinched his brows. The sleepiness from staying up late and the stimulation of the awakening talisman gave him a headache. But at this moment, he suddenly saw a familiar figure and immediately stood up and said:

"Miss Deng! Why are you here?"

"Master Chen, there's no need to get up! You're a senior, so just rest. I don't have much experience in fighting, so I couldn't help you before. But now, finding things and people is my specialty. There's no reason for me to watch everyone busy, right?"

The person who spoke was a young woman, who looked to be in her early twenties. She had a pretty face, but her long hair was a light gray, which made her look a little unnaturally old.

This person is one of the five great masters in Lucheng County. Although she is just over 20 years old and even younger than the disciples of the other masters, the family deity worshipped in her family has been a tradition for hundreds of years. However, this kind of deity worship is, after all, an unorthodox way of worshipping evil spirits. Not to mention the City God Temple, even Taoist temples and Buddhist temples are not allowed to approach. Therefore, she did not participate in the daytime ceremony of placing the talisman.

But as a Xuan cultivator registered in Lucheng County, she couldn't just sit there and do nothing. So when she heard that Taoist Chen was looking for something in such a high-profile manner, she volunteered to come over.

In fact, Taoist Chen didn't really want to ask the shaman for help, but now Miss Deng came to him on her own initiative, which was another matter.

He thought about it in his mind and said:

"Well, I searched all night yesterday and I'm really tired. Actually, this matter is quite troublesome to talk about. Please listen to me and tell me in detail..."

As he spoke, Taoist Chen repeated his speculation. Miss Deng originally thought it was just a wild ghost that had escaped, and at most it was no more than the level of the Red-clothed Ghost. It would not be difficult to deal with it with the help of Master Hui Jiu. Now, when she heard that it might involve the residual soul of a demon cultivator, she immediately became serious and nodded vigorously.
"When it comes to finding dragon points, I'm no match for Senior Chen, but since we're looking for corpses in ancient tombs, I do have some experience."

With that, Miss Deng formed seals with her hands and tapped one foot to the ground. Given her connection to the family spirit, this wasn't necessary, but the habit she'd developed since childhood still made her shake her head vigorously. Her gray hair swayed with her body, and her stance gradually became peculiar. Taoist Chen, observing this, silently stepped back a few steps, his mind reacting.
"So you're planning to use treasure hunting to find a large tomb? That's right. If there really is an old corpse in an ancient tomb that's hard to find, I'm afraid it's of high status, and there will be a lot of burial objects... It's a pity those tomb robbers we caught at the beginning of the month have been killed, otherwise we might have found them faster!"

……

Just as the Xuan cultivators were busy and frantic, on Ma'anshan Mountain, beneath a patch of rocky ground that looked as barren as the surrounding area, a pair of turbid eyes suddenly opened, illuminating the cramped space with a scarlet glow. After several minutes of silence, it finally seemed to adapt, and its fingertips gently pinched—

"The fourteenth day of the twelfth lunar month of the Jiachen year... much earlier than expected. [Dragons and Snakes Rising]? No, that's not right. The evil energy in this acupoint is still brimming with energy. But if not, why would I have awakened so early?"

The figure continued to pinch his knuckles, and a sense of intimacy emerged.

"【Heavenly Punishment】shows evil? Conflicting with rats? What a joke! It's not Tai Sui, even if it's a rat demon..."

The figure suddenly paused, and the slowness of thinking caused by sleeping for more than a hundred years was slowly recovering. He suddenly remembered something -

"Yes, there is a Gray Fairy in Lucheng... but I've been asleep for almost two centuries, so how could I have a conflict with it?"

The more the figure thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. He simply climbed up from the white jade bed, subconsciously looked down, and oh no, he understood!
"What a coincidence! If I had slept for another seven months, I would have achieved perfection. Even if it had been the Yi Si year, I would have been able to shed the demon fetus. But I was awakened at the end of the Jia Chen year... Yes, this is probably my doom!"

As if finally waking up, the figure stood up from the white jade bed, and then lowered his head again.

It’s nothing, I just hit my head.

He looked up at the low "ceiling" of the tomb, sighed slightly, and then climbed down from the jade bed with his stiff body. While using his own magic power to replace the evil spirit of the earth and charge the Hutian bag that had not been used for two hundred years, he was thinking about the next countermeasures.

There are always tribulations in a cultivator's practice, but unlike in vernacular novels, these tribulations are not simple thunder and lightning, but often occur in various coincidences, such as a snake suddenly jumping out and eating your precious elixir before you achieve perfection, or a war suddenly entering the city when your Yin spirit turns to Yang. Demon cultivators have heavy karma, so the tribulations they encounter are often more troublesome.

He had already become a grandmaster two hundred years ago. Feeling that there was no future for his practice of magic, he searched through ancient texts and finally researched the method of refining Qi into evil and turning clarity into turbidity. After another hundred years of deduction, he finally calculated that a hundred years later, on the fifteenth day of the seventh month of the Yi Si year (the Ghost Festival, when the gates of hell open and the Yin energy is heavy), the moon would be eclipsed by the heavenly dog. He timed it perfectly, separated his soul and body into two, gave up hundreds of years of cultivation, and at the cost of sleeping for two sixty years, shed his demon fetus, formed a Yin evil ghost body, and transformed himself into a corpse demon.

But now...

"There are still seventeen days until the Yi Si Year. Do you want to hide?"

The demon cultivator frowned, but gave up decisively. If cause and effect were so easy to circumvent, he wouldn't have to rely on this almost suicidal method to change his cultivation. In those hundreds of years of cultivation, he had seen too many negative examples. Everyone was thinking about "holding on for a few more days", "holding on for a few more hours", "just hold on until dawn", etc., but often the closer they were to the limit, the more likely they would fail.

"Well, let's go out and see the scenery a hundred years from now!"

(End of this chapter)