Using the MC system to pretend spiritual revival

Chapter 28 Fellow Taoist
Dust flew up and then drifted away with the wind.

Finally return to dust.

Yang Ping was a little stunned now. All this happened too fast, too unexpectedly, and too hard to accept.

A person comes into your life so quickly and adds a touch of color to your memory.

And then out of your sight.

It was so fast that Yang Ping had no time to arrange a position for this old man in interpersonal relationships.

Is it a friend? An elder? Or something else?
But then, Master.

It can be said that this old man died to save his people.

He could have easily escaped.

Yang Ping didn't understand why he came back later, but he believed he would understand it later.

He stretched out his trembling hands and slowly picked up his master.

But the next moment, the strange touch on his palm made him stunned.

He slowly turned the body over dully.

A shocking scene came into view.

The entire back of the old Taoist's robe was now stained red with blood.

The cloth rolled up like weeds, revealing the body with many holes underneath.

Large areas of skin and flesh have disappeared, leaving only bones covered with flesh and blood, exposed to the air.

The torn remains of flesh and blood swayed like a spider web.

Through these, you can clearly see the broken internal organs that have just stopped moving.

Yang Ping closed his eyes tremblingly and covered his face with his blood-stained hands.

Hoarse growls came from his throat.

Tears mixed with the blood on his hands flowed down, leaving bright red trails on his arms.

The other people around also noticed the abnormality here. When they saw what happened, they all fell silent with complicated expressions.

The only sounds in the air were suppressed cries, and the atmosphere was terribly depressing.

I do not know how long it has been.

There was a sound of footsteps, and a figure slowly approached from a distance.

A few people turned around and saw a young man in a green Taoist robe approaching them.

Several people quickly recognized the person. It was the sword-wielding Taoist priest who suddenly appeared and rescued the workers not long ago.

Several people didn't know why he came, so they helped each other up and gathered together.

There was vigilance and fear in his eyes as he looked at Li Qingfeng. His skills in dealing with Yin corpses were obvious to all, and it was obvious that he was not an ordinary person.

However, the visitor ignored them and walked straight past several people and came to Yang Ping who was still immersed in pain.

Yang Ping also noticed someone approaching, and the face covered in tears and blood raised its head.

There was confusion in his eyes, and he didn't understand why this powerful Taoist priest came to him at this time.

Li Qingfeng looked at the corpse lying on the ground, wearing a Taoist robe and with a bloody back, and his eyes darkened.

In silence, he slowly placed the black object in his hand next to the corpse.

Yang Ping took a closer look and found that it was actually a head with grayish-blue and shriveled skin, which obviously came from the corpse.

He looked up in surprise at the strange Taoist priest in front of him.

"…This? Is this the head of the Inferi? Have you killed him?"

"Ah."

Li Qingfeng just said "hmm" in a cold tone, and his words were concise and to the point.

"He was a Taoist priest, and so am I. I uphold the righteous path and exorcise the devil from heaven and earth. Now that he has fallen here, it is time to offer some commemoration."

Yang Ping was a little confused by his strange way of speaking, but he also understood what he meant.

Looking at the head of the Yin corpse placed next to the Taoist priest, he thought that this was a good thing. The Taoist priest died at the hands of the Yin corpse in order to save his group of people.

People like us should use the heads of the Yin corpses to pay tribute to him. This is more meaningful than any fancy rituals.

Thinking of this, I began to feel a lot of goodwill towards this little Taoist priest with a weird temper.

Although he looks cold and indifferent, he seems to be a pretty good person at heart.

"What's your relationship with him?"

Yang Ping, who was still in a daze, was interrupted by the other party's sudden question, but he quickly reacted.

"Yes, Master. He is my master, although I only became his disciple not long ago..."

Hearing this answer, Li Qingfeng's gaze towards him softened a little.

But his tone remained cold and serious.

"Since you are his disciple, you must have learned the method of cultivation. Remember the responsibilities of a Taoist practitioner and don't disgrace the dignity of Taoism." Yang Ping looked down at his master's corpse and picked up the Bagua mirror that the old Taoist had used before.

However, once it was touched, it shattered into pieces, and only half of it remained.

His hand paused for a moment, and without saying anything, he silently picked up the remaining half and put it in his pocket.

“I dare not forget…”

Li Qingfeng, who was standing next to him, nodded in satisfaction after hearing this answer.

Then he reached into his clothes, pulled out a cell phone, turned it on and dialed a number.

"I know someone with considerable wealth. I'm asking him to come here now so your master's funeral can be hassle-free."

After hearing his explanation, Yang Ping felt a little strange, but he was still grateful from the bottom of his heart.

“…Thank you! My name is Yang Ping, I don’t know your name yet…”

"Li Qingfeng."

He glanced at the other person's outstretched hand.

Li Qingfeng remained motionless with his arms crossed over his chest, and just said his name coolly.

This made Yang Ping, who stood up and prepared to shake hands, look embarrassed. He could only withdraw his hand stiffly and smile.

"You have successfully become my disciple. From now on, you will be a cultivator. When we meet, you should greet each other with a hand-clasp, not this kind of worldly etiquette."

As he spoke, he gestured to Yang Ping, who imitated him clumsily.

The two men bowed to each other.

"Fellow."

“…Fellow Daoist.”

Looking at the boy in front of him, he seemed to be much younger than himself.

The other person looked serious, and Yang Ping felt that the sadness in his heart seemed to be diluted a little.

What a strange person...

sunset.

The entire afternoon was spent evacuating and comforting the people and carrying out construction.

Although there were not many casualties, the secrecy took a lot of time.

Subsequent support also arrived quickly, bringing medical vehicles and a large amount of building materials.

With two large trucks full of modular bricks, various sentry tower isolation zones were built in one afternoon.

From time to time, new fully loaded trucks entered, and the entire huge pit became visibly more solid and secure.

Lu Gu was stunned by the outrageous construction speed. This speed was almost as fast as his own who possessed the power of MC.

At this time, Lu Gu was sitting on the rooftop of a high-rise building, holding a newly made telescope in his hand, secretly watching the situation in the public land in the distance.

He was waiting for the other party to finish construction, but he didn't expect these people to be so cruel that they watched a three-meter-high concrete wall being erected.

Lu Gu knew that it was time to take action. If he didn't, the effect of the arranged drama would be greatly reduced.

"Clap~"

With a malicious smile, Lu Gu raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

"Get ready, get ready!!"

This archaeological excavation of the tomb only gave them a preliminary understanding of fantasy.

But this will only make people feel magical and incredible, and not take it seriously enough.

There is still a lack of pressure. We need to make them understand that the revival of spiritual energy brings more than just mystery.

There has to be danger.

...

As Lu Gu gave the order.

In the catacombs, the pre-set zombies began to move.

Crowds of people rushed out from every corner and rushed towards the exit.

And at this time the ground.

Soon, the alert sentry discovered something unusual.

Under the illumination of a large number of searchlights, the entire huge stone tablet began to shake, and some of the iron chains used to fix it broke.

The next moment, the sentry sounded the alarm, and the shrill sound spread throughout the base.

"!!!"

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