Using the MC system to pretend spiritual revival

Chapter 22 Bear Banxian

"The sky is my monument, the earth is my tomb."

"Either raise a corpse~ or become an ancestor~"

The old Taoist priest played by Lu Gu walked in front of the crowd, with his chin raised and eyes half-closed, exuding a unique vulgar temperament.

He acted like he was so cool and asked me something.

However, no one said anything, and finally Professor Gu Chengu, the team leader, stood up.

"Um, what's your name, Master?"

To the surprise of the people behind him, Professor Gu did not chase them away directly, but chose to start a conversation.

The other team members were confused, but Gu Chen himself knew the answer.

What the old Taoist priest was chanting in a strange voice just now coincided with what he had just suddenly thought of.

It is hard not to wonder whether this old Taoist priest really knows something.

So he planned to chat with the person and see if he could learn some information about the Tomb of the Hundred Kings that he didn't know.

The old Taoist priest first glanced at everyone present and snorted coldly.

Only then did he retract his gaze and meet Gu Chen's gaze as he walked forward.

"I am Xiong Ba, my Taoist name is Shuang Yin Zi, and people in the industry call me Xiong Banxian."

Professor Gu heard the other party utter a series of inappropriate names.

After hesitating for a long time, he suppressed the strange feeling and asked.

"Master Xiong, where did you get that phrase you just recited? Could you please let me know?"

"Of course not! How could I possibly let you see the technique of finding dragon points and acupuncture points that has been passed down from generation to generation?!"

The old Taoist priest played by Lu Gu still showed his arrogant attitude as always.

He looked around with contempt, and finally his gaze stopped on Yang Ping who was watching the show.

Just raise your hand and point.

"I think you guys are all worse than dogs! Only this kid is worth looking at~"

Upon hearing this, everyone's face turned green except Yang Ping, who was completely confused.

Pointing at himself.

"Huh? Me?"

Seeing his dull look, Lu Gu almost burst out laughing in his heart, but fortunately his good acting skills helped him hold it together.

"Yes! It's you! I see you have amazing bones and are a genius in the cultivation of Taoism! Do you want to become my disciple? I will teach you the invincible Taoism, okay?"

But before Yang Ping could show any expression in response, a sarcastic remark came over.

"Yes, Yang Ping, the masters all say you have talent. Why don't you give up archaeology and become a disciple to practice Taoism instead~"

Hearing this, Yang Ping took a step back awkwardly and said nothing more.

However, the junior school girl with glasses was indeed a little fed up with it and pointed directly at Jiang Shengping and spoke.

"Stop being so sarcastic! Yang Ping didn't say anything, what are you implying?"

Jiang Shengping, who was being scolded, glanced at Gu Chen's back and did not refute.

Yang Ping, who was rescued, also looked at the school girl with glasses with gratitude.

However, the two people at the front of the team didn't care about these farces.

What Gu Chen cared about was whether this old Taoist named Xiong Ba knew any information about this mysterious ancient tomb.

This unprecedented burial form made him feel very unsure, and he didn't know how much of his past experience would still be applicable.

Therefore, if we can get more in advance, we will naturally try our best to get it, and our overall attitude will be very low.

"Master Xiong, you're joking. These guys are all elite talents in the industry. They can't become your apprentices."

Lu Gu looked at the old man and saw that his attitude was good, so he didn't continue to embarrass him.

He just hummed and repeated the words he had prepared in advance.

"Didn't I just say that? With the sky as a monument and the earth as a tomb, you can either raise a corpse or become an ancestor."

Having said this, he reached out and picked up a piece of soil and handed it to the other person.

"No one has visited this tomb for who knows how many years. It's obviously not a ancestral tomb. And look..."

As he spoke, he exerted slight force with his hands, and the brown-yellow soil fell off.

"Yellow soil, impermeable to moisture, is a good thing, but there's a river next to it. What's its name? Hiss."

As he said this, he knocked his head with the wooden stick in his hand, as if he couldn't remember anything at all.

At this moment, a weak voice said.

".Are you talking about Lichuan River?"

But the next moment, Yang Ping was forced back by the gazes of the crowd. And after being reminded by him, the old Taoist seemed to remember it.

"Oh, yes, the Lichuan River! But as you can see, the water changed its course more than ten years ago. What is it now? Stagnant water! Add to that the yellow soil, and it's become the perfect place to gather Yin and raise corpses!"

As he spoke, the old Taoist walked around the crowd.

"So what's down there?"

".cemetery?"

A weak voice came again.

"That's right! A cemetery! What's most abundant in a cemetery? Corpses! Covered in this yellow earth, no moisture is visible, and each body, nourished by Yin Qi, remains incorruptible!"

"If this waterway changes course again, it will be even more catastrophic! The Yin Qi will be unchecked, and if even a little bit of evil energy gets mixed in, it will become Yin Sha! The corpse will definitely rise again!"

At the end of his speech, the Taoist priest raised his hand and made a grasping gesture, as if to highlight the horror of zombies.

"Master Xiong, we live in a technological society now, and those gods and ghosts can't be taken seriously."

Gu Chen's face twitched after listening to the whole thing. If it weren't for his years of cultivation and today's energy, he would have been a little out of his mind.

Otherwise, I would probably not be able to help but curse, saying that it is feudal superstition, rumor-mongering and deception.

But obviously there are people who are not as accomplished as him.

Jiang Shengping walked out with a frown on his face, full of anger and contempt.

"You charlatan! You're even calling yourself a half-immortal! We are all highly educated scientific intellectuals! Don't try to fool us with your feudal superstitions!"

As he spoke, he pointed at the broken wooden stick in Lu Gu's hand.

"Look at the sign he's holding. It has tarot cards and phone screen protectors on it. It's ridiculous! Even a scam like this isn't professional!"

"Those swindlers and fortune tellers at least dress up decently. Look at him! He's nothing more than an old beggar! Also, how did you get in? Is this a place you can come to?"

At first, everyone just didn't believe what the old Taoist priest said, and secretly supported Jiang Shengping in their hearts.

But as he spoke more and more excitedly, his words became more and more unpleasant, and in the end it was almost like an insult.

Everyone's brows furrowed.

Yang Ping was the first one who couldn't help it and stood between the two of them.

"Jiang Shengping, that's enough! You keep talking endlessly, don't you? Is this your character? They didn't cheat you out of your money, why are you so anxious?"

Jiang Shengping was so angry that he opened his mouth to refute, but was silenced by Gu Chen's look.

"That's enough! After this mission, I hope to see your self-reflection. Okay, that's it."

After saying that, he walked away to discuss something with the general manager.

At this time, Yang Ping, who had been thinking about something with a dull expression since the old Taoist appeared, finally seemed to have confirmed something.

He moved a few steps stealthily to the side of the old Taoist priest and asked uncertainly.

"Brother Bear?"

Lu Gu did not respond immediately, but looked up at the other person, speechless.

He thought that this idiot couldn't recognize him and that all his plans were in vain.

But fortunately, I didn't have to take the initiative to talk, so I just responded with a smile.

"It is this poor Taoist~"

After hearing this answer, Yang Ping was completely certain that the Taoist priest who suddenly appeared was the old man who ran at night that he had taken into the city last night.

Thinking about what the old man said at the time, I didn’t expect that there really was a tomb. I felt excited.

This is meeting a master!

Thinking of Jiang Shengping's speech just now, he turned around and prepared to comfort this "old acquaintance".

"Brother Bear..."

The words had just come out of his mouth when he swallowed them back.

The old Taoist priest had a gloomy face at this time, looking particularly creepy. He stretched out his shriveled hand and pulled something out from his wide sleeves.

He just swung his hand quickly, and a shadow appeared on Jiang Shengping's back without anyone noticing.

Yang Ping was the only one in the audience who could see clearly that it was a yellow talisman with patterns painted all over it with red paint!
The next moment, he, who was closest to the old Taoist priest, heard him mutter something and then stamp his feet lightly.

On the other side, Jiang Shengping, who had originally had a gloomy face and was thinking about something, suddenly frowned.

He covered his chest and coughed violently twice, then returned to normal. Even he himself did not notice anything unusual.

Yang Ping, who watched the whole process, was shocked. He slowly turned his head and met a face full of smile that looked like a chrysanthemum.

"Gudong."

Yang Ping swallowed unconsciously.

It felt like it was a very hot day, but suddenly it became a little chilly.

(End of this chapter)