The old man lowered his head, seemingly lost in thought.
After a long while, he finally said, “Young man, judging by your skills, you’re also a Daoist. I have no grievances with you, so why must you be so ruthless?”
Lei Yun scoffed, “Who says we have no grievances? You kidnapped my people, how can we not be enemies?”
Seeing the old man remain silent, Lei Yun couldn’t help but threaten him.
Just as the two were at a stalemate, the jade coffin suddenly burst open with a loud crash.
Everyone immediately turned to look at the coffin.
They saw a figure slowly sitting up from inside the jade coffin.
“A…a…a corpse!” the second robber stuttered.
His eyes were filled with horror as he stared at the corpse. Qiangzi and Ma San were no exception.
Because the corpse’s eyes were rapidly opening, and the surrounding cold air spread outwards, the dark and empty tomb became eerie and terrifying.
Hu Lanlan swallowed hard, never expecting that in her three hundred years as a fox spirit, she would see a living corpse.
Lei Yun’s expression changed, somewhat surprised. At that moment, taking advantage of the chaos, the old man suddenly pulled out a yellow talisman and threw it into the air, turning into a wisp of smoke and disappearing.
Lei Yun was too lazy to care about him. The living corpse in the jade coffin had already slowly crawled out.
The three grave robbers, subdued and tied up in the corner by Hu Lanlan, also struggled frantically with their ropes, desperate to escape.
Lei Yun tossed his backpack to the ground and complained, “Which bastard created this thing?”
“Lanlan, I’ll go first.” He then looked at the second robber and his two companions, saying, “Take them away too.”
Hu Lanlan’s face was already somewhat panicked, fearing the aura emanating from the living corpse. She looked at Lei Yun worriedly, “Old Lei, can you handle this?”
Lei Yun glanced at her, raising an eyebrow, “Lanlan, when have I ever been unable to handle something?”
Hu Lanlan felt like punching him twice after hearing his tone, then said, “Be careful, I’ll wait for you outside.”
After speaking, she dragged the three robbers away, who were scrambling to get away.
Before exiting the gate, Hu Lanlan shouted, “Lei Yun, I’ll be waiting for you outside!”
Hu Lanlan didn’t know if Lei Yun heard her, because at that moment the corpse had already attacked Lei Yun.
Lei Yun quickly dodged the living corpse’s attack, and a golden pen suddenly appeared in his hand.
With a wave of his hand, he quickly drew a talisman in the air with the golden pen and attacked the corpse.
The tomb door had closed at some point, leaving only Lei Yun and the living corpse entangled in battle inside the tomb.
After a long while, Lei Yun hurriedly walked out.
The living corpse in the tomb had disappeared, leaving only a pool of blood on the ground, emitting a faint chill.
At the same time, the jade coffin was also gone, while Lei Yun’s backpack was bulging.
Lei Yun frowned and strode out of the tomb, reaching the upper level.
Hu Lanlan, who was waiting anxiously at the cave entrance, felt a mix of emotions. Even though she could smell Lei Yun’s aura, it was very chaotic.
“Old Lei, are you alright?”
Hu Lanlan asked happily when she saw Lei Yun coming out. Her beautiful eyes checked Lei Yun’s entire body.
“I’m fine, I’m fine.” Lei Yun said. He looked at the three grave robbers, “Lanlan, I’ll leave these three to you to take away. I’ll go catch that old man first, we’ll meet up in the village later.”
Hu Lanlan nodded, only to see Lei Yun suddenly transform into a blur and disappear. She was slightly stunned, and hurriedly said, “He’s so powerful?”
On the road, Lei Yun was frowning, the old man in the coffin was after Yin Jade.
You can run away, but you can’t hide. Lei Yun still caught the old man.
“Wait,” the old man suddenly shouted, “The Yin spirit is at my house.”
Lei Yun hesitated, looking at him suspiciously, “Where’s the Yin spirit?”
The old man’s eyes darted around, “It’s at my home, how could you not find such a strange place.”
The old man slowly moved his body, looking at Lei Yun’s face, “It’s in the gourd in my room, it’s real, I’m not lying to you. I can go with you to get it now.”
Lei Yun was a little unconvinced, looking at him with a half-smile, as if saying, Old man, if I dare to lie to you, I’m finished.
At this time, it was almost dawn, and a ray of morning light rose in the east of the sky.
Such a scene appeared on the silent mountain road.
A woman in a green cheongsam, walking slowly with a graceful posture, holding a rope in her hand. The rope was tied to three men who were following behind.
“Hurry up, haven’t you eaten?” Hu Lanlan snorted, turning her head slightly to look at the three men in front of her.
The second robber and his companions had already been beaten by Hu Lanlan until every part of their bodies hurt. Every step they took, they felt pain here or there.
“What I hate most are grave robbers.”
In the room, following the old man’s instructions, Lei Yun found a dark yellow gourd in a box by the window, sealed with a talisman drawn in cinnabar.
“Now that you have found my Yin spirit, can I go?”
The old man opened his mouth, his eyes filled with resentment.
Lei Yun smiled, sat down, looked at the old man who was tied up and standing in front of him, and slowly said, “The matter of the Yin spirit is over, but there is something else.”
“Where did all the villagers of Liujia Village go?” Lei Yun stared closely at the old man’s face, and sure enough, his eyes flickered involuntarily.
“I’m talking, you don’t understand.”
“Don’t understand.” Lei Yun said the two words very softly. He slowly got up and walked to the old man, saying, “Judging by your bone age, you must be at least a hundred years old.”
The old man’s eyes suddenly widened, somewhat incredulous.
“You, how did you know that?”
Lei Yun smiled and continued, “Tell me what happened to those villagers.” His expression turned cold, his voice low and hoarse, with a hint of chill, “If you don’t tell me, I will pull out your bones one by one.”
“Evil cultivators’ bones are the most liked by ghosts for cultivation.”
Seeing that the old man was unmoved, just sitting there quietly.
Lei Yun stretched out his hand, pointing his index finger at the old man’s ribs, “How about starting from here?”
The old man suddenly raised his head, resentfully saying, “You, you dare?”
Lei Yun laughed and said, “People like me, who practice evil ways, should be punished by everyone.”
The orthodox Daoist sects now despise evil cultivators like the old man, and all righteous cultivators are like this.
Thousands of years later, the head of a heretical sect once ordered that if anyone practices Daoist evil techniques, everyone should punish them.
“If you don’t tell me, I’ll start.”
“Don’t.” The old man really believed that the madman in front of him would do such a thing.
“All those villagers are dead.”
The old man’s name was Zhao Wufang. Sixty years ago, he went to Liujia Village to practice evil Daoist techniques. For the sake of longevity, he set up a Hundred Ghosts Seven Fiends Formation.
Lei Yun’s eyes were cold, as if he wanted to tear the old man into pieces.
“You actually used such a vicious formation!”
The Hundred Ghosts Seven Fiends Formation is a method of transformation that can transfer the lives of others to the caster.
The people in the formation will have all their bones and blood destroyed, and their souls will be trapped forever in the caster’s hands.
The old man Zhao Wufang, with a grim expression, replied, “Vicious? Hmph, those ordinary people are honored to be sacrifices for me to cultivate and become an immortal.”
“Cultivate to become an immortal, haha.”
Lei Yun looked at the old man in front of him, who was stubbornly clinging to his delusion, slowly lowered his head, sighed deeply, and said in a low voice, “Where did you learn the Hundred Ghosts Seven Fiends Formation, who taught you the evil Daoist techniques?”
When the old man Zhao Wufang heard this, he laughed, looking at Lei Yun coldly, “Even if I know, so what? What can I do?”
Lei Yun suddenly rushed forward violently, grabbing the old man’s collar with both hands, and shouted, “Who is it?”
“Who is it?”
He shouted again and again, the old man looked at Lei Yun’s anger in front of him, and after a long time, he laughed out loud.
He wanted to tell him, but before he could utter a word, he instantly turned into ashes and disappeared into the house, leaving only the empty clothes falling to the ground.
Lei Yun loosened his hand and murmured, “Restriction.”
The old man disappeared, his body and his soul disappeared instantly, disappearing from the world.
On the square of Liujia Village, Lei Yun sat by a pile of grass and smoked a cigarette, then took out a certain brand of phone with a cracked screen from his pocket, and searched the address book for a long time before finding the number.
“Hello, Daoist Xingyang, this is Lei from Yanglu.”
On Maoshan Mountain, Daoist Xingyang, who was practicing swordsmanship, frowned and answered the phone.
“What I said is not false.”
Lei Yun said, “Of course it’s true, Liujia Village, Wucheng, come quickly.”