Cultivation little Taoist

Chapter 45 The truth about the ashes

"I'll go, you belong to Master Pei! Put everything in your mouth!" Seeing that Ye Feng really put the white particle into his mouth, Lin Xiaoyu slapped him directly on the back of the head.

"Cough." Lin Xiaoyu made Ye Feng cough, and before he could taste what it was, he vomited it all up.

"You!..." Ye Feng was furious, it's too late for this tigress to care about herself!

"Don't put everything in your mouth! Didn't anyone tell you when you were a child?" Lin Xiaoyu said with a confident expression, "Find another one, and I'll take it back and send it to the laboratory for identification."

"It's useless to identify what it is." Ye Feng laughed back angrily, "I just tasted it, not eaten it, and I have the supernatant thunderbolt on me, and ordinary poisons won't affect me. It works, don't worry."

After speaking, he stepped lightly, and then found a walking corpse with a clenched fist. After opening the fist in the same way, he found the same white particles.

Before Lin Xiaoyu could catch up again, Ye Feng quickly put it in his mouth. After about four or five seconds, a subtle evil and dao aura spread out of Ye Feng's mouth at the same time, and at the same time, there was a stream of charcoal in the thing. the taste of.

The coexistence of evil qi and Dao qi is not unusual in itself.

Ye Feng is the only person who has seen the coexistence of Dao Qi and evil Qi, Zhuge Yun. Ordinary evil cultivators can't do this at all. Only the inheritors of the seven unique skills can maintain the Dao in their body while cultivating evil. gas.

In addition, it is impossible to be a human being who can coexist with dao qi and evil qi...

With this idea, Ye Feng shivered all over, he had a very bold idea.

Squinting and looking at the walking corpses around, they acted strangely, but all the walking corpses clenched their fists entered the columbarium, and put the white particles into an open urn.

This urn was not there during the day.

Lin Xiaoyu and Fatty Wang came afterward and watched Ye Feng staring at an urn in a daze. At the same time, there were various white particles of different sizes inside.

"Don't eat any more!" Lin Xiaoyu shouted, standing in front of Ye Feng.

Of course Ye Feng would not eat any more. He said to Fatty Wang indifferently: "Use cinnabar to destroy all these walking corpses, and then carry them to the morgue."

"Fuck! I don't dare!" Fatty Wang shrank his head, exterminating walking corpses is okay, but he really can't do the job of holding corpses.

"I'll give you all my [-] yuan." Ye Feng added, because he didn't have time to play mushrooms here now, and he was eager to prove it.

Money can turn ghosts around. Since Ye Feng gave all the money to himself, it would be unreasonable not to do it anymore. Fatty Wang gritted his teeth and said yes!
"Hold the urn and follow me to Director Jin." Ye Feng said to Lin Xiaoyu, Lin Xiaoyu still didn't understand what happened, and followed him in a daze.

Curator Jin also stayed in a hotel not far from the funeral home to watch the surveillance today in order to verify Ye Feng's Taoism. When he saw the corpse walking at night, he was really shocked.

But seeing Ye Feng's unruffled appearance, he immediately felt that the 8 yuan was really worth it, and it was a very lucky thing to befriend such a master of Taoism.

But now only the fat man is busy in the monitoring, feeling strange, the door of the hotel has already rang:

"Curator Jin, open the door, I'm Ye Feng."

"Daoist Ye! Come right now!" Curator Jin now regards Ye Feng as a guest, and after opening the door, he smiled flatteringly: "I have seen the heroic appearance of Daoist Ye in the surveillance, It is really……"

Before the flattery could be finished, Ye Feng grabbed Curator Jin by the neck and pushed him to the wall. Ye Feng's sudden outburst stunned both Curator Jin and Lin Xiaoyu.

Lin Xiaoyu, as a policeman, of course does not allow this kind of thing to happen in front of her eyes, so she quickly put down the urn and grabbed Ye Feng's arm:

"What are you doing! Let go, and talk if you have something to say!"

"It was he who replaced your grandfather's ashes!" Ye Feng said, Lin Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment, and then furious instantly, the pistol clicked and landed on Curator Jin's head:

"Little rascal, is what you said true!"

Curator Jin was dumbfounded, what is going on!

"Did Zhuge Yun be cremated at your place?" Ye Feng asked.

"Zhuge Yun..." Curator Jin was now being pointed at by a gun, his legs were trembling with fright, and he said with snot and tears: "Ye Daochang, Police Officer Lin, I don't know about this! I come here every day for cremation There are so many people here, I can't remember all of them!"

"Well, let me remind you." Ye Feng put the urn on the table, "Have you had any cremation accidents recently? For example, the ashes disappeared?"

Hearing what Ye Feng said, curator Jin suddenly remembered something, and said quickly: "Yes, yes! I remembered that Zhuge Yun was indeed cremated here, but after the cremation, there was only a small Pinch of ashes, I have been in this business for so many years and have never encountered such a situation.

We speculated whether the cremation operation error caused this to happen. After all, the deceased is the most important. The family members of the deceased would not believe it only when they saw such a few ashes. Maybe they will trouble us, so..."

"So you didn't care about the handful of ashes, but randomly got some ashes out of other cremation furnaces, right?" Ye Feng added coldly.

Curator Jin nodded a little ashamedly.

The funeral home still has to put safety first. If the family members of the deceased know that there are not even ashes left after the cremation, then he, the curator, has done his best.

"Bastard! Can you just give away other people's ashes for your own self-interest? How do I feel that I have kept a stranger's ashes at home for such a long time!" Lin Xiaoyu gritted her silver teeth, and the gun was already loaded.

"Okay, put the gun away." Ye Feng snatched the gun from Lin Xiaoyu and put it on her waist. Lin Xiaoyu touched the gun again bitterly.

"I didn't know it was a relative of Police Officer Lin! Otherwise, I wouldn't dare to do it if I borrowed 1 courage!" Curator Jin is so scared that he peed his pants now. Who in his 40s can imagine I also encountered this kind of thing being pointed at by the police.

And aren't the ashes all the same? How could Director Jin expect to be discovered!
"I abolished you!" Lin Xiaoyu was furious, but was grabbed by Ye Feng firmly,

"Forget it, that's not your grandfather. I just wanted to verify whether the ashes disappeared." Ye Feng said lightly, completely losing the urge to grab Curator Jin's neck when he entered the door.

"Are you kidding me?" Lin Xiaoyu became even more angry when she found out that Ye Feng was acting.

"It doesn't count." Ye Feng shook his head, pointed to the urn and said, "It should be your grandfather's destiny magic weapon in there."

"The Artifact of Destiny? What do you mean!" Lin Xiaoyu still gritted her teeth, as if Ye Feng didn't give her an explanation, and she killed the two of them together.

"Let me explain to you this way. In addition to the profound Taoism of the seven unique skills, they will all have their own magic weapon of destiny, and the magic weapon of destiny that the successor of Qimen Dunjia will have must be the yin and yang gossip disk."

Ye Feng explained, and at the same time controlled Lin Xiaoyu so that she would not be impulsive and do stupid things, "If the use of the destiny magic weapon is alive, it is considered a magic weapon, but if the user is dead, then the destiny magic weapon has a certain chance It will turn into a monster and continue to stay in the world, and the Zhuge Yun you saw in your lifetime is a monster."

Seeing Lin Xiaoyu's still incomprehensible expression, Ye Feng shook his head: "In other words, Zhuge Yun died a long time ago, and the person who has lived with you for so many years should be a monster transformed from your grandfather's Yin-Yang gossip disk."

The monster is a level of demon, and because this kind of monster was a Taoist destiny magic weapon before, it has a strong Taoism, so even if it turns into a monster, it can only subdue demons and eliminate demons, inheriting the long-cherished wish of the deceased user .

But it is a demon itself, that is to say, it has an evil spirit. If the evil spirit exceeds the Dao Qi, it will become an evil spirit that everyone can get and punish.

And because this kind of monster is no different from ordinary Yin people, and even has its own soul, there is no other way except cremation and identification through ashes.

This is also the second situation in which evil spirit and dao spirit can coexist besides the inheritor of the seven unique skills of evil cultivators. However, there are very few magical weapons in this world that can transform into monsters. Ye Feng instinctively ignored this situation until Eat the ashes of that fetish.

The smell of charcoal is the smell left after its own material was cremated.

And the night walk of the corpse is just the instinct of the monster. Although it was cremated, it still wanted to be safe. Curator Jin scattered its ashes, and it mobilized those corpses to help it find the ashes. One, so those walking corpses will not attack the Yang people.

"My grandfather, he died a long time ago?" Lin Xiaoyu was startled. If she heard such a thing before, she would not believe it.

But after experiencing so many supernatural events, she couldn't help but believe it.

But Ye Feng now has more doubts. The mystery of the monster is revealed, which proves from the side that Zhuge Yun under the Himalayan glacier is his real corpse.

What is he doing there?To leave behind the more powerful monster sealed by the gossip array?

Ye Feng still doesn't understand the behavior of this monster from the beginning to the end. The monster will imitate the user's voice and smile, but it will never inherit the user's intelligence.

No matter how smart a monster is, it is still an item in the final analysis. He will not go against his instinct to do things with unclear or even meaningless purposes, and this monster did not reveal this purpose until his death .

The only explanation is that this monster was ordered to do so.

Under whose command?What is the purpose of that person?
The destruction of Maoshan, master's celestial master card, Zhuge Yun, the monster, that mysterious descendant of Qimen Dunjia, the so-called little master, all kinds of clues exploded in Ye Feng's mind at once. understand.

"There are too few clues..." Ye Feng murmured.

He believes that if this purpose is really aimed at him, or is related to him, then similar things will definitely happen in the future.

And what Ye Feng can do now is to accumulate evil virtues, and after avenging Maoshan, go to the snow mountain again, and at the same time to kill the devil, figure out why Zhuge Yun appeared there...

(End of this chapter)