I was forced to cultivate immortality when I just wanted to lie down

Chapter 86 Subordinates, Coffins and Tombs

There were two coffins in the coroner's shop, one red and one black.

The black one is the coffin passed down from Master Liu Youdao, made by Yang Qiying. Who knows what is hidden inside.

The red one is the mysterious coffin that Liu Youdao unearthed in the Ghost King's Tomb on the Yinhe Ancient Road. Judging from its specifications, it is most likely the coffin of a prominent ghost general or the Ghost King's concubine.

At this time, Xu Qing was like a buyer who was gambling on jade, but what he was opening was not a raw jade stone, but a coffin.

Xu Qing had no experience in opening boxes before, let alone a big blind box like the one in front of him.

What if a ghost or an old corpse comes out of it? That would be so scary!
In order to prevent himself from being frightened, Xu Qing used both coaxing and deception to find a group of immortals from the Yin sect to protect him.

The more people there are, the braver they are. The more weird things there are, the braver they are!
A zombie with several small animals that had become spirits surrounded two coffins.

At this time, the disciple Hou Yuan was standing in front of the coffin, feeling terrified.

These two strange-looking coffins don't look like they can be opened.

"Fellow Daoist, the dead are the greatest, so why not just forget it?"

Xu Qing glanced at the old man who wanted to escape and thought to himself, am I not big enough?
"What are you afraid of, Fellow Daoist Hou? Is there something inside that can open the coffin and get up?"

"Fellow Daoist, please stop talking. You are making me even more uneasy!"

Xuanyu beside him seemed even more anxious than Xu Qing. He urged, "Hurry up! Old man, don't dawdle. Come and see what treasures are inside!"

When Hou Yuan saw that the immortals had spoken, he thought to himself, with the two ancestors Huang Laoxu and Qingqing Niangniang in charge, why would they be afraid of two broken coffins?

"Which one would you like to test first, fellow Daoist?"

"Let's check the black coffin first and warm up." Xu Qing put on brass knuckles on one hand and took out the silver snake sword confiscated from Qing Luo with the other hand.

The dark green sword edge was quenched with poison and faintly glowed.

When Hou Yuan saw this scene, the courage he had finally mustered up suddenly disappeared.

"Xiao Yun, please step back. If anything happens to Grandpa, you should take Grandpa back to Beijun." In Hou Yuan's eyes, Beijun, which was ravaged by war, might be safer than Tianjin.

Here, Hou Yuan, who had arranged his funeral arrangements, beat the waist drum and sang the soldiers' song. When a cold wind blew up in the house and all the lights went out, Xu Qing, who was proficient in lighting, snapped his fingers and the house became bright again.

"What kind of magic is this?" Xuan Yu's eyes were full of surprise.

Xu Qing looked at Hou Yuan, whose face was covered in gray hair and had rodent-like teeth, and said without turning his head, "The Immortal Light Technique can only be used by those with the purest and cleanest souls."

“Only those with a kind heart can learn.”

"Where's the kind cat?"

"Are you kind then?"

"Well"

Hou Yuan's eyelids twitched as he listened to the conversation between a man and a cat behind him.

I don’t know if it was because of the perspective or because I heard the nonsense of the young man behind me.

The mourning banners on the black lacquered coffin rustled, and the blood-red line from the ink fountain on the coffin grew gray fuzz, like a moldy white flour bun.

As the seal of the coffin was weakened by the evil spirit of the Gray Fairy, the possessed Hou Yuan was finally able to see the blurry scene inside through the coffin lid.

The blood-red eyeballs, as big as beans, swung back and forth in the eye sockets. Hou Yuan said in a sharp and piercing voice:
"There seems to be a person inside, but I can't see clearly. I need to peel off the talisman a little bit before I can see it clearly!"

Xu Qing frowned slightly, stretched out his hand and pinched the Zi Wei Dou Shu. His fingers left shadows so fast that it seemed as if he could pinch out sparks.

Finally, he came up with the hexagram. The main hexagram was Zhen, and the star of death was moving, so the master would wear mourning clothes and cry; the changing hexagram was Li, and the five elements were prosperous, so the master would lead the troops and become a general.

This hexagram represents a mixture of good and bad.

The worst disaster is in the coffin, but the best luck is in himself.

Xu Qing considered it for a moment and made up his mind.

Reveal the talisman!

Isn't it just the movement of the star of misfortune? To be honest, is there any day that is not sad for him?

Besides, since he is already here and there are so many immortals around, what is there to be afraid of!

Xu Qing immediately calmed down and peeled off the cinnabar and yellow talismans on the coffin one by one.

When most of the talismans were removed, Hou Yuan suddenly said:

"Stop! I can already see what's inside!"

"What is it?"

"It's a person, a person wearing red clothes."

"What does he look like? Is he a boy or a girl?"

At this time, not only Xu Qing was staring at the black lacquer coffin, but also Xuan Yu, Huang Laoxu and several other immortal creatures beside him were concentrating on waiting for what was to come.

"It's a woman, she looks like..." Hou Yuan moved closer to the coffin, almost touching the lid.

"What does it look like?"

"Ah--!"

Just as everyone was concentrating on waiting for an answer, Hou Yuan suddenly cried out and took three steps back.

Everyone was startled, even Xuan Yu was frightened by the scream.

"It's ugly, so ugly! It scared me to death." Hou Yuan touched his chest and was unable to calm down for a while.

"There's a dominatrix in there!"

Xu Qing's heart skipped a beat.

It is stated in the Corpse-Raising Sutra that zombies are divided into five realms: wandering corpses, crouching corpses, undecayed bones, flying zombies, and corpse immortals.

Among them, the flying zombie is also known as the flying yaksha, also called the black evil.

If it were a flying yaksha, let alone him coming, even if Master Yang were reborn, he might not be able to deal with it, let alone subdue it.

Xu Qing frowned, feeling that something was fishy.

Yang Qiying was only a nominal disciple of the Yinshi Sect, so how could he possibly possess a flying zombie? Furthermore, if it truly was a flying zombie, how could this black coffin alone be enough to subdue it?

"Fellow Daoist Hou, have you looked carefully? Is it indeed a Flying Yaksha?"

Hou Yuan was puzzled and said, "What do you mean by 'flying yaksha'? I mean the woman here is extremely ugly, like a yaksha."

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Xu Qing's eyebrows twitched. If he didn't respect the elderly and love the young, seeing the other party's old age and heavy breathing, he would have punched Hou Yuan a few times to teach this old man a lesson.

"No matter how ugly a woman is, there must be a limit. Can you tell me exactly how ugly she is?"

Hou Yuan came to the coffin again and was about to speak when the sound of a bowstring being tightened suddenly rang out from the silent coroner's office.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound almost at the same time, only to see that the black lacquer coffin, which had been tossed around a lot, was still shaking.

The three horizontal and two vertical leather strips were like bowstrings that had exceeded their load limit and each one burst.

Just as Xu Qing was about to go forward to check, the nine nails sealing the black lacquered coffin suddenly shot out.

The black cat reacted quickly, turning into a black afterimage and blocking half of the iron nail.

The remaining iron nails were all knocked down by Huang Laoxu and Xu Qing.

After they finished doing all this, they turned around and heard a squeak.

The coffin lid is open!
A thick yin energy poured into the shop, and the black lacquered coffin was like a flood that had burst its banks, with poisonous and evil energy that had accumulated for who knows how many years rushing out from inside.

If an ordinary person were to go through such a blow, they would at least lose half their life. But was there any ordinary person in the coroner's shop at that moment?
As a zombie, Xu Qing was naturally fond of evil, but after this attack, he felt refreshed.

There is no need to say much about the immortals next to them. They all come from the Yin sect. If you use pure yang and strong energy to attack them, it may have some effect. But you use such a small amount of Yin energy to entertain people. What's the difference between this and stirring a big jar with a toothpick?
Hou Yuan was possessed by an immortal, and was not affected at all. His gray hair and beard danced wildly in the cold wind. When the fog dissipated, the old man squinted and looked -

From the coffin came out a female zombie dressed in red with a green face and fangs.

The green face is because the female zombie's face is covered with green corpse hair and has never been trimmed. The fangs are the four white corpse teeth about an inch long.

Xu Qing, who was guarding the center of the shop, also saw this scene.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, the feeling the zombie in front of him gave him.
It was a bit strange that he had a strong instinctive urge to establish a subordinate relationship with it.

Judging by the breath, Xu Qing realized that the other party was also a silver-armored corpse.

However, it was obvious that this female zombie did not have any consciousness that a living person should have.

The green-faced female zombie stepped out of the coffin. When she saw the evil creatures surrounding and blocking her door, she was silent for a moment, then turned around decisively and returned to her own black lacquered coffin.

A cold wind blew by, and the coffin lid lying on the ground clanged, then it was covered back in its original shape.

This made Xu Qing laugh.

After scaring you guys, you still want to run away?

There is no such cheap thing in the world!

After prying open the coffin lid, Xu Qing looked like a bandit breaking into a boudoir at night. After the two zombies struggled in the coffin for a while, the disheveled female zombie was thrown out of the coffin.

Most ordinary zombies have undeveloped intelligence. Although the female zombie in front of him has the power of a silver-armored corpse, it is also a wandering corpse raised by humans. Apart from some beast-like instincts, it does not have much intelligence.

Now, after being bullied, the female zombie breathed softly at Xu Qing, showing an attitude of being willing to be subordinate.

Xu Qing looked at the silver-armored corpse and felt puzzled. He wondered why Yang Qiying didn't let Liu Youdao use it since he had cultivated such a thing?
If Liu Youdao had such a silver-armored corpse protecting him when he was driving the corpses, how could Bai Luo have succeeded in his sneak attack?

Xu Qing smacked his lips for a moment, and a plan already came to his mind.

Although this silver-armored corpse has a strong body, it does not have much intelligence and is of little use in keeping it.

It would be better to just perform the salvation ritual directly. This way, not only can you collect more information about Master Liu Youdao, but you can also get the reward of the Sutra of Salvation.

A silver-armored corpse will definitely bring a generous reward.

In addition to these, the body of the female zombie will not be wasted after being liberated.

Xuan Yu is currently lacking a disciple who can possess a body and walk as a spirit medium. With this silver-armored corpse, it will definitely be much more useful than an ordinary mortal with flesh and blood.

Xu Qing rubbed his chin with his hand, examined the humble zombie in front of him, and finally decided on a solution.

"Friend Xu, this coffin has already been opened. In my opinion, it would be better to examine the next coffin another day."

The moment Hou Yuan saw the female zombie, he began to back off.

This was only the first coffin, and such a weird thing came out of it. If he hadn't seen that Xu Qing had some skills, he would have fled the shop long ago and taken his granddaughter back to his hometown.

"Don't worry, my friend. I'm a bit familiar with the art of divination and astrology. Let me make a few calculations first. If things can't be done, I will definitely not make it difficult for you."

After Xu Qing locked the red-clothed female zombie back into the coffin, he continued, "I've heard that the Gray Immortal is very good at fortune-telling. Why don't you ask the immortal to do the same? This way, we can verify it and you can feel at ease."

Hou Yuan was about to say something when he saw Xu Qing reaching into his collar and groping around. When he took his hand out, there were two familiar pills inside.

Hou Yuan was silent.

He had taken this kind of medicine when he was in the White Horse Temple. Since then, his health has been getting better and better. He is as strong as a young man and his shoes have never been wet again.

At the door of the shop, Hou Xiaoyun suddenly leaned half of his body in and said angrily, "Grandpa, we don't want his things. We have already done our best to open a coffin for him."

Hou Yuan quietly pocketed the two pills, then said to his granddaughter, "My dear Yun'er, it's rare for your grandfather to be able to travel around. If you don't make more friends during this time, how will you find someone you know to help you when you encounter difficulties in the future?"

"When we travel the Jianghu, we should make more good connections, help others, and help ourselves." Hou Yuan said, then turned to look at Xu Qing, as if hinting at something: "Fellow Daoist Xu, do you think what I said is right?"

Xu Qing was much taller than Hou Yuan. At this moment, he lowered his eyes and looked at the cunning old man in front of him. He didn't know that the other party wanted to ask him for the elixir and ask a favor from him at the same time.

After all, regardless of whether opening the coffin is dangerous or not, Hou Yuan will not live for too long, and those pills can only temporarily delay aging, but they are not elixirs of immortality.

But if he could get a favor from him, maybe in the future when Hou Xiaoyun encounters problems that he cannot solve, he can get help from his senior because of what he did today.

When the immortals set up a temple, the most important thing they value is their connections.

No matter whether it is a disciple or an immortal, in the final analysis, they are asking for help from an immortal or someone else.

Disciples rely on immortals, and immortals rely on disciples.

This also created the habit of the shamans to make friends.

Facing Hou Yuan's request, Xu Qing pondered for a moment and nodded, "If I can, I will take care of it for you."

Hou Yuan seemed to be relieved. He smiled and said, "You are very capable. I will examine this coffin for you."

In Hou Yuan's eyes, although the young man in front of him did not follow the rules of etiquette, he was a reasonable person. At most, he had some minor flaws, but these were not problems.

After all, in the business of exorcists, there are many people with strange personalities and tempers.

People like Xu Qing can be said to have some bottom line, even though it doesn't seem like much.

Hou Yuan didn't hesitate this time. He came to the coffin, stretched out his gray, wrinkled palms, and rubbed his sharp nails, making a sour sound like the sound of porcelain colliding.

The possessed old gray fairy kept muttering, controlling Hou Yuan, and his two feet were like the two ends of a rope thrown out by a rattle, jumping back and forth in an outward-facing position.

Hou Yuan, who was possessed by a spirit, had a thin and sharp voice. When he spoke softly, it sounded like a mouse whispering, and when he spoke loudly, it was sharp and piercing.

Combined with the way he took one deep step and one shallow step, it really had the charm of a fake immortal performing a shamanic dance.

But he is a real immortal!

After calculating the auspiciousness or inauspiciousness of the coffin, Hou Yuan shuddered. The immortal disappeared temporarily, and the old man took control of the body again.

At this time, Xu Qing also stepped on the seven stars and calculated good and bad fortune.

"Examine the coffin!"

The two looked at each other and spoke almost at the same time.

The results of their calculations were surprisingly consistent, all showing calm and peaceful hexagrams with neither good nor bad luck.

Xu Qing was also puzzled. This coffin dug out from the Ghost King's Tomb should have been more ferocious than the black coffin next to it. How come it has become the most ordinary coffin now?

The funeral banner that was used to suppress the coffin was taken down, and the two ends were slightly raised. The blood-red coffin, which was about one person tall, was stood up and its true appearance was completely revealed.

Hou Yuan's crab-pea-sized eyeballs moved around unsteadily, like a tangled ball of string, shaking out invisible threads that sank into the red lacquered coffin.

After a while, Hou Yuan asked in confusion, "Why is this coffin empty?"

"Empty coffin?"

Even though Xu Qing had made all the preparations, he couldn't control his emotions.

It would be fine if there was only an ordinary corpse in the coffin, but even if there was an evil and sinister object, Xu Qing could accept it.

But why is there an empty coffin?
Liu Youdao went to great lengths and took great risks to get such a coffin from the Yinhe Ancient Road, and you tell me this is an empty coffin?

Xu Qing has high hopes for this ancestral coffin. If it were placed in a gambling stone field, it would have to be made of the best quality jade raw material.

As a result, he went to great lengths to invite a coffin examiner, but after cutting through the window, he didn't even see a green star?

Where is the logic in this?

"Fellow Daoist Hou, please look carefully. This is the coffin passed down from my master's sect. It was the most treasured item for my master during his lifetime."

Hou Yuan hesitated for a moment, then asked the immortal to perform a ritual again, but this time he could see more clearly.

"Fellow Daoist, this is indeed an empty coffin, but the space inside is very large. It doesn't look like a coffin, but more like an empty tomb."

(End of this chapter)