Chapter 640: Living and Dead Position
Chapter 640: Living and Dead Position
The aroma of pepper and meat mixed together and filled the courtyard.
Wu Long was lying under the table, his two round black eyes moving back and forth between Liang Qu and Su Guishan.
Liang Qu picked up a piece of meat with chopsticks and threw it to it.
This summer.
Morning dew appeared in the Jianghuai Lake, accompanied by the strange phenomenon of a fairy island in the clouds.
Later, he asked his uncle and learned that in order to seek immortality, Taizu of Dali believed the words of the alchemists in his later years. He hoped to use the mirage dragon's magical powers and the ability to spit mist and create dreams, so as to create a dream dynasty and achieve immortality.
The ending is not very happy.
The fairy island collapsed and turned reality into illusion.
The mirage dragon escaped from death and disappeared without a trace.
At this point, the Jianghuai Lakes lost their strange and wonderful sights, and the Dali Dynasty was severely damaged and its lifespan was drastically reduced.
The bamboo basket was empty.
Fortunately, thanks to Ze Ding's support, the mirage worm obtained the [Dream Butterfly] and excavated this historical relic.
Every seven or eight days, Liang Qu would rely on the mirage worm to enter the fairy island to temper his true energy, and at the same time let the mirage worm train its ability to climb the white jade stairs.
We must try our best to crawl to the top of the fairy island as soon as possible within the limited time to see what the palace looks like, to see if there are any remains of the mirage dragon, or even any surviving great monsters of the mirage clan.
If the Ghost Mother Cult came up with something similar...
hiss!
Immortality?
Can a skinny camel be so capable?
Su Guishan kept using his chopsticks, and bright red chili oil dripped into the soup.
"Last year, when you were dealing with a branch of the Huang family in Hebo, didn't you encounter a master who came back to life from the dead?"
“The Grandmaster’s power is unfathomable. I was too weak to be a bystander at the time and did not see it with my own eyes. Later, I heard from Xu Ti that the Grandmaster had returned from the dead, so I had no choice but to kill him again.
Afterwards, Xiang Fangsu, Ke Wenbin and I went to the island, and on the way we met a resurrected martial artist who acted entirely on instinct and brute force, without any martial arts skills, and was no different from a walking corpse..."
"grown ups."
Long Li brought the plan and took out the glass cup from the table.
Ice cubes float in the fragrant juice.
Su Guishan stopped talking and moved his gaze down to the glass cup.
Liang Qu originally thought that since there were outsiders present, his uncle would not disclose the information, but he did not expect the next sentence to take a sudden turn.
"Why is there so much red in your cup?"
Liang Qu was slightly startled: "The juice in your glass is orange juice, and mine is pomegranate juice, all fresh fruits in season."
"Have some."
"One more."
Long Li hugged the plan and apologized: "Master Su, I didn't buy many pomegranates when I returned home today."
"Uncle, you drank mine without taking a sip."
Liang Qu offered his iced juice with both hands.
Su Guishan stroked his beard with satisfaction and said: "This boy is teachable."
Let’s continue the conversation.
"Do you understand Yin Sha Shui Lao Mu?"
"Not many." Liang Qu recalled, "It seems to be a small belief near the Jianghuai Lake. I'm not sure what it was like in the past, but now almost no villagers believe in it. I don't know why the Ghost Mother Cult chose her as a totem to deceive the world."
"Not really." Su Guishan shook his head. "Not only are there many people who believe in Yinsha Water Mother, on the contrary, they are as numerous as the stars in the sky, enjoying incense and eating offerings every year."
Liang Qu frowned.
"How come you've never heard of it, kid?"
"Because the Old Mother herself is not a belief in the Jianghuai Lake, the true origin must be traced back to the South China Sea!"
"South China Sea?"
"Records of Strange Things" records: 'There is a ghost mother in Xiaoyu Mountain in the South China Sea, who can give birth to heaven, earth, and ghosts. She gives birth to ten ghosts at a time, giving birth in the morning and eating them in the evening. Today, there is a ghost goddess in Cangwu, who has a tiger head, dragon feet, python eyes, and dragon eyebrows.'"
Liang Qu suddenly realized.
No wonder I didn’t understand.
It turns out to be a wild god from outside.
"Uncle, you mentioned this matter..."
Su Guishan sighed deeply.
"In the past, the mirage dragon turned reality into illusion. Today, the Ghost Mother Cult has used great magical powers and paid a huge price to do the opposite, turning illusion into reality, and fabricating this legendary Ghost Mother to obtain ten living and dead positions." "Living and dead positions?"
"Do you remember what I said? 'One birth gives birth to ten ghosts, giving birth in the morning and eating them in the evening.' According to karma and reincarnation, according to Fatty Zhao, the Ghost Mother Cult relied on the Ghost Mother's faith and magical powers to create ten living positions and ten dead positions, a fixed number of twenty, which cannot be changed.
Once the corresponding living person dies and is transferred to the dead position, if the number of dead positions exceeds the limit, a large number of living lives can be sacrificed in a short period of time to squeeze out a person bound in the dead position and return to the living position.
The Ghost Mother Cult uses this magical power to bring the dead back to life, and the more the sacrificed are from the same clan, the better the effect. "
"We share the same origin..."
As the name suggests.
Humans are sacrificed to humans, tigers are sacrificed to tigers, and toads are sacrificed to toads.
Liang Qu had a flash of inspiration.
"Fetal Pearl Pill!"
“Yes, the imperial court was not very clear before, why the Ghost Mother Cult wanted to sacrifice a large number of people, create a galloping horse warrior who cut off the future, or master some unknown refining technique.
Now it seems that the so-called galloping horse warriors are mostly used to deceive people or to whet the appetite of outsiders. The carrots, blood, flesh, and fetal pearl pills are prepared as sacrifices to the ghost mother, just like the long incense used for offerings! "
Liang Qu's eyes were filled with shock.
What a great ability!
But then I thought again.
"That's not right, uncle. There are a total of twenty dead and living positions. How come a great martial artist is also qualified to be resurrected from the dead?"
"They are not qualified." Su Guishan shook his head. "No matter how poor the Ghost Mother Cult is, it is impossible that the twenty living and dead positions must be filled with the heads of great martial artists. Even some masters may not be qualified to take the position."
"Why..."
"Since you think the great martial artist on the island is a walking corpse, with no reaction from the living, can you call him back to life?"
Liang Qu was speechless.
indeed.
Judging from the Great Martial Master's activity status, it would be more accurate to say that he is a zombie with instincts, which is very different from being resurrected from the dead.
"Perhaps the Grandmaster's resurrection has affected him, causing the Great Martial Master's spirit to be pulled away by others and to return to his last moments. If you don't move, you will fall down soon."
Liang Qu nodded silently.
To become a great martial artist, Wolf Smoke requires the fusion of spirit, soul, qi and blood. When the spirit moves, the qi moves. I guess the special thing starts from then on.
The followers of the Ghost Mother cult will react to calamus and mugwort, which are closely related to the Ghost Mother, and the influence between them is definitely not positive.
Compared with strangers, our own blood relatives and beloved relatives can be said to be "of the same origin".
A glass of pomegranate juice brings you a lot of secrets!
Think about this.
Liang Qu was puzzled.
"How does Fatty Zhao know so much?"
He might not know as much as Zhao Hongyuan about the illegitimate son of the Ghost Mother cult captured on Mount Lushan and the tiger hunting master Ning Chaoqing.
After being interrogated for a long time on the mountain, he didn't get out much about the situation in the Ghost Mother Sect except for his own identity.
I'm not being stubborn, I really don't know.
"Because Fatty Zhao was not recruited by an ordinary Ghost Mother Cult member. Instead, a few years ago, he accidentally rescued an important figure from a prince's faction on the road, brought him home, and took good care of him. The other party returned the favor, and Fatty Zhao not only did not refuse, but gladly accepted it."
Talent!
Zhao Hongyuan’s white and chubby face appeared in Liang Qu’s mind.
The old man must have had a lot of things to say, and he might have been preparing for today, so he could reveal it to save his life.
Eh.
Resurrection from the dead.
Difficult.
I don't think it will be completely cost-free, but the tolerance rate is still much higher than that of normal people.
"Uncle, why are things in the South so weird? There are poisonous insects and ghost mothers."
In the afternoon, I learned that the record holder of the Dashun martial arts master died from a love poison.
In the evening, I learned the sad news that the Ghost Mother Cult really had the power to bring the dead back to life.
"Because I am weak."
"Grandmaster?"
Liang Qu looked back.
The old monk walked out of the west wing, picked up the bowl and chopsticks, and ate meat and rice in big mouthfuls.
(End of this chapter)