Immortal Dao Fruits, Cards to Help Me

Chapter 112 Making a Fortune by Raising the Coffin
The old rice dumpling, which was dripping "oil" from the coffin, could no longer hold back.

Wang Yuan, Wu Shixian, and others were professionals after all, and they immediately took action when faced with this situation.

They threw all sorts of things at the coffin: corpse-binding ropes, soul-suppressing bells, cinnabar, dog blood, and boy's urine!

And there was that thing that looked like a mechanical puppet; one of them, when opened, turned out to be something like an armory.

The other one, which Wang Yuan put on, actually felt like a simple power-assisted mecha!

Wang Yuan's younger sister, Wang Fang, took out a black donkey hoof from her bag and held it stiffly in front of her chest.

It's clear that the child is inexperienced and a bit nervous.

However, they were merely "craftsmen" in the folk tomb raiding business, and they were of little use against this kind of large tomb that had been buried with evil magic and secret methods hundreds of years ago and then was reused by the confidant sorcerer of the false emperor.

Those dark, shiny ropes used to bind the corpses were woven in an unknown way; they were black and glossy, and looked like they contained a mixture of horse tails and human hair.

However, a large amount of viscous, semi-transparent liquid seeped from the coffin, and within seven or eight seconds, it corroded the rope binding the corpse until it almost dissolved.

The bells that were meant to ward off evil spirits jingled loudly in the tomb, but they had no effect whatsoever.

The cinnabar, dog blood, and boy's urine were washed away by the semi-transparent, viscous liquid when splashed on.

The coffin lid bounced even more violently!
"Get your weapons ready!" Wu Shixian shouted in a low voice.

He had already realized that what was inside the coffin was something that ordinary people like himself could not handle.

But having come this far, they definitely need to demonstrate some value; otherwise, they'd just be doing menial tasks. How could they possibly have the face to share anything?
Actually, he had figured it out from the beginning. His two uncles asked him to lead the team down into the tomb, not because they were thinking about getting a share of the loot later.

This procession included trusted generals from the Liaodong General's Office and newly consecrated deities from the City God Temple...

Although the Wu family of Heishan Village is using the names of the two Ning and Rong ancestors, what right do they have to share the spoils with them?

Even if someone from the Ning and Rong Dukes' mansions came, they would probably only receive a superficial courtesy at the Liaodong General's Office.

Want a piece of the pie without contributing anything? Who do you think you are?
Do you think you're some kind of imperial guard?!

However, it would be good to take this opportunity to establish some connections with the General's Mansion and the City God Temple.

Moreover, since the goods were indeed found in the tomb, and we have our own channels, there is a basis for cooperation.

As for the young Chen Langjun who vaguely resembled a leader, he was somewhat puzzled by him.

It wasn't until Chen Xiuxian used a fire fan in one hand and a wind in the other to burn the evil creature that had terrified them to ashes that they realized why he was so powerful.
Of course, it's all about skill!
A great sorcerer of this caliber would be an honored guest even in the Liaodong General's Mansion! And he's so young!
Now, it's time for the Wu family to step up and show their skills.

Chen Xiuxian and Cao Bianjiao shared the same idea, exchanging a glance—"I'm giving you a look, you understand what I mean, right?"
Cao Bianjiao: Let's watch the show!

Let's see how far these people can go. No matter how far they go, they need to show their attitude and sincerity.

As for Li Rusong of the City God Temple, he was actually not interested in these petty and despicable thoughts at all.

He's a dead man after all!

The reason the City God sent them was ostensibly for "joint development and shared benefits," but in reality, it was because the City God wanted to do them a favor.

First, as Chen Xiuxian had promised, he would do City God Li Chengliang a favor.

There aren't many people in Liaodong who can help with this, so any more would be a good thing. Chen Xiuxian's involvement is indeed necessary.

Furthermore, even the City God himself found that he couldn't quite understand Chen Xiuxian!

Logically speaking, the City God is considered the superior of the Earth God, and is in charge of all matters concerning the underworld within his "jurisdiction".

When a person is born, how much life they have left, their good or bad deeds during their lifetime, their luck, and so on.

At first, the City God thought that he had just taken office and had not yet figured out many things or was unfamiliar with his duties.

Even after a special investigation, they still couldn't understand Chen Xiuxian.

Where did you come from? Where are you going? Do you have any living relatives? How long will you live? What is your fortune like?

Everything is blurry!
...There's a lot to say about this person. Regardless, let's leave with a good impression.

Of course, Judge Li Rusong couldn't care less about all that. He was thinking about his future duties.

Being a City God is not easy, and being one in Liaodong is even more difficult. Besides maintaining order between the living and the dead, one is also responsible for protecting the territory and its people. There are too many evil spirits and demons here, posing a great threat to the living.

The City God Temple will definitely need to build a strong "team of enforcers" to deal with this situation. And he is specifically in charge of this aspect.

For example, the evil spells that the demons of the Underworld Palace set up within thirty or forty miles of Wadang Fort.

This is before it even broke out; there are already thirty to fifty people who have died because of it.

Without Chen Xiuxian, the corpse demon in Dongzhigou alone would have wiped out an entire village. Many villagers in other places would have died as a result.

As for the Wu family of Heishan Village? Li Rusong doesn't even consider the two Dukes of Ning and Rong a threat.

Of course, according to the worldview of this world, the first generation of Dukes Ning and Rong should also be ghosts and gods in the underworld.

Although the Jia family had declined, their ancestral sacrifices continued uninterrupted.

For example, in the original novel, the two dukes of Ning and Rong asked Fairy Jinghuan to take Jia Baoyu on a trip to the Land of Illusion.

Hopefully, he can see through the ways of men and women and stop spending his days lounging in the inner quarters playing with young girls. He should step forward and restore the family's reputation.

Unexpectedly, after Jia Baoyu swam around, the music guide, as always, became even more enthusiastic!
However, although the two dukes of Ning and Rong are illustrious, Li Chengliang, who was recently appointed as the City God, is no less impressive.

If the two dukes of Ning and Rong were to ask him for help, he would at least give them some face.

But how could the servants below be qualified to stand before the eldest son, Li Rusong!

The Wu family still wants to curry favor? They're dreaming!
Li Rusong was the General Commander of Shanxi, the General Commander of Xuanfu, the Left Commander of the Central Military Commission, and the Grand Tutor of the Crown Prince during his lifetime.

When they were alive, the Wu family members weren't even qualified to kneel before them; now that they're dead and have become ghosts and gods, the gap has widened even further.

……

While Chen Xiuxian was still exchanging glances with Cao Bianjiao, the coffin lid had already flown off!
The sticky liquid was splashing everywhere!
Fortunately, Chen Xiuxian and the others were far away.

The tomb raiding experts from Black Mountain Village were prepared. Four of them stepped forward, opened their black umbrellas, and blocked the splashing liquid.

While these liquids may not cause any unusual phenomena when they fall on the ground, they can have a different effect when they fall on people.

Two people reacted too slowly and failed to dodge; one person got splashed with a drop on their arm, while the other got splashed with several drops on their arm and chest.

Then the two of them fell to the ground and rolled around, howling in pain.

The short Wang Bian reacted quickly, grabbing the person next to him and tearing off the sleeve of his cotton-padded jacket, which had a small hole burned in it.

On that arm, a pus-filled bump the size of a bean bun had appeared. It was purplish and shiny, and looked extremely ominous.

Moreover, this thing seems to cause excruciating pain.

These people had also practiced martial arts since childhood and had suffered hardships, but they couldn't endure it at all. They were in so much pain that they rolled on the ground, their foreheads covered in sweat.

Wang Bian was decisive. With a flick of his soft sword, he swept it across the man's arm and sliced ​​off the large abscess!
The blood that flowed out was even a bit purplish!
Once the abscess disappeared, the person was no longer in excruciating pain. Weakened, he collapsed to the ground.

However, the other unlucky guy wasn't so fortunate.

Wu Shixian ripped off his cotton-padded coat, revealing four or five large abscesses on his chest and arms!
In general, there's no hope in this situation.

The man was held down by two people, and he kept kicking his legs in pain.

He screamed and wailed, "Shixian! Shixian! Kill me! Kill me! Give me a quick death! Hurry! Ah!"

And that huge abscess was still visibly growing!
Although Wu Shixian was also an outstanding figure among the younger generation of the Wu family, he hesitated in the face of this situation. The person in front of him was, in fact, his cousin!

He held a dark, short knife in his hand, his hand trembling slightly, unable to bring himself to do it.

Upon seeing this, Chen Xiuxian took two steps forward. A golden light flashed in his eyes, "Moderate poisoning."

He reached into his pocket (inventory) and pulled out a green pill the size of a soybean. With his other hand, he grabbed the chin of the still wailing poisoned person and stuffed the antidote into his mouth.

"Pour some water into his mouth and drag him a little further away."

After saying that, Chen Xiuxian went back to watch the tomb raiders fight the old zombie. He didn't take it seriously at all.

(End of this chapter)