Using the MC system to pretend spiritual revival

Chapter 32 Nuomi
"Unlike zombies, Yin corpses are agile and incredibly fast, making conventional methods difficult to deal with. Without protective magic tools, you must be cautious..."

Looking at the introduction to the Yin corpse, I recalled my experience underground.

It can be said that it is completely consistent, except that the book does not say that the Yin corpses will appear in groups, and the underground ancient tomb is obviously an abnormal situation.

As I continued reading, a line of red words written in cinnabar emerged.

"Remember, although Yin corpses are relatively weak, they, like zombies, have corpse poison. If you are scratched or bitten, you must immediately apply glutinous rice and soak in warm water to dissolve the poisonous blood..."

"If the corpse poison penetrates the bones and permeates the heart and lungs, even gods will be unable to save the person. He will die in a short time and become a walking corpse..."

I was excited when I saw the treatment method, but the next sentence "even gods can't save him" made me feel nervous again.

He also realized that now was a time of racing against time, so he quickly pressed the communication button in the car and shouted to the driver.

"Hurry! Master, turn around and go to the biggest grain store in the city!"

Wait until the driver responds before hanging up the call.

Just like that, a medical vehicle left the convoy that was originally heading towards the city hospital and sped off in another direction.

During the few minutes they were rushing to their destination, all four members of the archaeological team had fainted.

By the time they arrived at their destination, several people had large bruises on their bodies.

It was obvious that the corpse poison had begun to penetrate deeply.

At this time, he didn't care about so many things. He and Li Qingfeng dragged everyone out of the car and dragged them into the grain store.

The shop owner had a sullen face as his sweet dream was disturbed in the middle of the night, but he still came out from the inner hall to greet us.

I found two young men in strange clothes standing in the store. One was younger and wearing a green robe, and the other was wearing an apricot yellow Taoist robe.

It looked very strange, but based on the principle of opening a business, I still asked a routine question.

"What would you two like to order?"

However, as he spoke, he glanced through the two of them and saw four people lying on the ground behind them.

Motionless, life or death unknown.

A chill ran from the soles of my feet straight up to the top of my head. In the middle of the night, someone in strange clothes...

“You! You guys…!”

As he spoke, the shop owner took a step back and made an Ip Man starting stance.

"Don't come over here! I know a little bit of Kung Fu too!"

Then, under the shop owner's nervous gaze, Li Qingfeng took off the sword case behind him and slammed it on the ground.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the floor tiles broke and the cement floor sank.

The boss was stunned for a moment, then naturally withdrew his hands and clasped his fists in front of him, with a professional smile on his face.

"Two young men! What would you like to buy?"

Yang Ping was stunned by the shop owner's extremely natural change of expression, but the matter was urgent and there was no time to waste.

"Boss, where is the glutinous rice in your store?"

After the shop owner pointed out the direction, Yang Ping ran over without stopping, picked up a bag from a pile of woven bags and left.

The boss felt distressed, but the situation was stronger than him, so he could only maintain a smile on his face, but he was secretly sad in his heart.

But at this time, Li Qingfeng, who stayed where he was, patted his shoulder and handed him a card.

The shop owner was startled, but he smiled happily when he saw a card being handed over.

"Hey, sir, if you pay by credit card at this restaurant, we only...eh?"

The boss, who was about to go back to the counter to get the card reader, paused, feeling that the card in his hand felt wrong.

When I picked it up and took a look at it, I found that it was not the bank card I thought it was, but a finely crafted business card.

The originally wide smile froze on his face, and he couldn't help but think.

Are all the gangsters nowadays so professional? They even give out business cards after robbing something?

Li Qingfeng ignored the boss's distorted expression and continued speaking in his unique cold and hard voice.

"This is a business card. Call the number on it later and say my name. Someone will pay."

After saying that, he turned around and left, leaving the boss behind sighing with the business card in his hand.

At this time, the two men had returned to the unconscious people, and Yang Ping was opening the rice bags and sprinkling them on them.

A bag of glutinous rice weighing about 100 pounds is enough to cover several people.

Yang Ping, who had been busy for half a day, sat down on the ground.

Now, following the detailed instructions in the book, I just had to wait for the poison to be eliminated. Looking back on today, this entire day had been truly exhausting.

He sat on the ground in a very ungraceful manner, catching his breath to regain his strength, and looked with some envy at Li Qingfeng who was not even sweating.

Perhaps he noticed his gaze, Li Qingfeng, who was staring into the distance in a trance, retracted his gaze and looked at Yang Ping, who was sweating profusely.

"Since Fellow Daoist Yang has obtained the method of cultivation, he should put it on the agenda. Otherwise, with the current physical strength, he will not be able to fight against demons and defend the Dao."

After hearing this, Yang Ping nodded in agreement. The gap between cultivators and ordinary people is too huge.

Judging from today's experience, if you want to inherit the Taoist's legacy, you will inevitably have to deal with gods and ghosts.

Without a strong body, you really can't do it. I'm afraid you will be killed by ghosts or exhausted to death.

I also made up my mind that after this incident is over, I will work hard on my cultivation, at least I won't be as weak as I am now.

Time passed as the two of them chatted casually.

I don't know when the stars had retreated, and a hint of dawn rose in the east.

Yang Ping was yawning with dark circles under his eyes, obviously he had not slept all night.

During this period, he also observed the situation of the four members of the archaeological team many times.

It was found that the diseased area no longer spread after the glutinous rice was sprinkled.

And as time goes by, the wrinkles and dry skin become more plump and the color becomes lighter.

However, the symptoms had not subsided since a few hours ago, but the breathing of several people had become steady, and it was obvious that their lives were saved.

Just as Yang stood up and stretched, the four people lying on the ground made a noise.

Turning around, I found that all four of them had woken up.

As they stood up, the glutinous rice covering their bodies scattered all over the floor, startling the few people who were a little dazed after just waking up.

"Are you awake? How do you feel?"

A smile appeared on Yang Ping's tired face. Although Jiang Shengping was the one he disliked the most, he would not watch him die in front of him.

Moreover, he was the main trigger of this series of events, and Yang Ping believed that there were people who disliked him.

The few people who had just woken up here also recalled what happened before they fell into a coma, and began to check themselves in panic.

We were relieved when we found that the skin was just a little shriveled and purple, and there was no discomfort in the body.

Everyone thanked Yang Ping gratefully, and he responded with a smile.

Only Jiang Shengping had a complicated expression, and the look he gave him was very strange.

I don't know what he was thinking, but he finally gritted his teeth and came to Yang Ping, kneeling on the ground under his puzzled gaze.

"Touch! Touch! Touch!"

Before anyone could react, he kowtowed three times.

Then he changed direction without hesitation and kowtowed to several members of the archaeological team, even Li Qingfeng who had just returned from outside was given one.

When he raised his head again, his forehead was already red.

"After this life-and-death experience, I've learned a lot. I'm sorry to everyone! I know it's useless to say more..."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and extended three fingers.

"I, Jiang Shengping, swear! I will definitely repay your life-saving grace! I will atone for the sins I have committed!"

Looking at Jiang Shengping, who was kneeling in front of him with a determined look as if he wanted to join the party.

I felt speechless. This kid's repentance didn't seem fake, but I still couldn't swallow this.

After a moment of silence, he finally waved his hand to signal him to get up.

Forget it, I can't figure this out myself. It just so happens that I saw a method to open the Yin Eye in a book before. I'll ask the original owner when the Taoist funeral is over.

Thinking of this, the depression in my heart was relieved a lot.

"If you truly repent, wait until Master Xiong's funeral and then tell him about it."

As soon as he stood up and heard that he was going to communicate with the dead, his legs almost gave out and he knelt down again.

But obviously, he didn't know about the operation of communicating with spirits and seeing ghosts.

I thought it was during the funeral that he would be cremated by the old Taoist priest.

After a period of inner struggle, his eyes gradually became firm, and he spoke in a tone as if he was ready to die.

"I will definitely go!"

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