My 30 years of touching corpses in Yizhuang

It has already figured out where to start its mouth, as long as Lin Xiang gives it the little animal, it can suck the little guy dry in one gulp.

The little fox knelt down and grabbed Lin Xiang's trouser legs.

It has no doubt that as long as Lin Xiang leaves, it will be disemboweled by the terrifying man next to the saint.

So hug your thighs to survive:

"Thank you, Master, for your life-saving grace."

"Call me? When did you have this name?"

"All the spirits and monsters in the mountains regard you as a holy master, and worship you at the Prajna Temple day and night."

Lin Xiang turned his head to look at Shuiniang, and then turned his attention to the little fox:

"why?"

"Because the holy master teaches us spirits to practice all the time; we spirits have always been shamed by humans, let alone taught to practice, thank God if we don't kill them easily, but you are merciful and always teach, and all the spirits in the mountains are grateful."

Lin Xiang listened with a half-knowledge.

Shui Niang reminds:

"Probably the mysterious power emanating from the statue is quite good for spirit cultivation."

Lin Xiang was noncommittal, but he was more curious about what the fox was doing in the county:

"Why don't you stay in the mountains and run into Wutai County?"

"It's because I want to rebuild the Prajna Temple for the holy master, so that you can live more comfortably; after many inquiries, I found out that the person in the county is the best carpenter, so I went to him to rebuild the Prajna Temple, but I didn't expect him to want to arrest me. , sell the skin and cramps."

When the little fox talked about what happened just now, he still had lingering fears, and two drops of tears fell down.

"You fox is also stupid. You almost lost your life. What's more, where do you ghosts have the money to rebuild the Prajna Temple? Don't waste your time in vain."

"What we lack are craftsmen, and the most indispensable thing is gold. There are so many hidden in the mountains, enough to buy Wutai County."

Lin Xiang asked:

"Is it near a small mountain range deep in the dense forest?"

"The place where the gold is hidden is the Centipede Mountains. I don't know if this is the place the saint is talking about."

"Is there a ruined temple?"

"Yes! The gold is under the ruined temple."

At this moment, the little fox's admiration for Lin Xiang can be said to be all-encompassing; he is worthy of being a holy teacher, and he can know the world's affairs without leaving Wutai County.

Lin Xiang heard that the gold was under the ruined temple, and he had an inexplicable strange feeling in his heart at this moment. Humans desperately snatched the gold on the gold map, but the spirits in the mountains can easily get it, and they are eager for the gold that humans are chasing. He doesn't care, and only remembers to use it to trade with humans when needed.

Also, the three of them didn't know until their death that the gold they were dreaming of was right under their asses.

Lin Xiang didn't know whether to feel sorry for them or to pity them.

"That's all! Even if you have gold, you don't need to trade with humans. Doing that is tantamount to seeking skins from tigers. It's getting late, let's go back!"

After kowtowing respectfully to Lin Xiang, the little fox jumped to the roof and disappeared without a trace.

Xu Ergou sighed regretfully.

The water girl asked curiously:

"Didn't the little fox not know how to talk before?"

"The little fox is just a little clever, but in fact it is very stupid."

Shui Niang covered her face and laughed.

The two of them froze for a while at the night market in Wutai County, and then went back to the small courtyard they rented.

After Lin Xiang's spirit body returned to his body, he was exhausted and lay on the bed, sighing.

Unexpectedly, the person killed in the dream would not be able to touch the corpse.

In order to continue to touch the corpse smoothly in the future, it is better to try to kill people in the way of dreaming as little as possible.

The upper and lower eyelids fought desperately, Lin Xiang closed his eyes, and then fell into a deep sleep.

Shuiniang and Xu Ergou in the courtyard stood on one side of the roof and practiced against the moon.

The next morning, when Lin Xiang opened his eyes, he felt bugs crawling on the back of his head.

I stretched out my hand to grab it, but the bug managed to dodge it dexterously, to no avail.

Lin Xiang casually removed his head from his neck.

The bug was on his head in shock.

Caught off guard, Lin Xiang pinched it with two fingers, and fell to the ground firmly, turning into meat paste.

Immediately putting his head on his neck, Lin Xiang got up from the bed, stretched his waist, came to the bronze mirror, and moved his head to the front.

"Perfect."

Open the door and come out of the room, the water girl is playing with the birds.

Xu Ergou was lying on the crack of the wall, staring at the chickens raised by the neighbor next door.

"There are still a few days. After you go back, you can have a tooth-beating ceremony."

"The host is so nice."

Shui Niang reminds:

"You can only play chicken blood."

"Chicken blood can also satisfy hunger; it is more powerful to beat chicken blood."

For this reason, Xu Ergou also demonstrated the effect of beating chicken blood to Shuiniang; he picked up a stone, kneaded it into powder, and disappeared without a trace in the wind.

Shui Niang was noncommittal.

Lin Xiang heard Er Zhan's conversation, glanced at Xu Ergou meaningfully, and thought to himself: Xu Ergou, as a zombie, should have a professional research on the efficacy of blood from different species. Is it really effective to beat chicken blood?

When you have time, ask Xu Ergou carefully.

When he came to the door, he opened the courtyard door, came out unsteadily, Shui Niang followed him out of the courtyard, watched Lin Xiang disappear from its sight, and then returned to the courtyard and closed the courtyard door.