Gods and Ghosts Daming Four
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"Sect Master, this is the only remaining spell in our lower Maoshan lineage!" Master Gong held a yellowed old book and placed it respectfully on the table in front of Wang Chen. Wang Chen picked it up and flipped through a few pages. It is a handwritten note, the traditional Chinese characters written with a brush are piled up like a fly's head, mixed with abbreviated cursive script and cipher text, and there are no punctuation marks.
Even though Wang Chen was born in the family, it was very difficult to read. It was filled with a lot of pronouns such as lead and mercury, dragon and tiger, and cinnabar, as well as a lot of Taoist proper nouns, which made his scalp numb and his brain hurt.
Wang Chen hurriedly closed the cheat book, cursing inwardly: "Who will tell me in the future that things like cheat books can be understood by time travelers. I'll be in a hurry with him! There are no punctuation marks, as long as modern people don't learn that One subject, I’m afraid I can’t even understand the Analects, not to mention that this kind of cultural circle is relatively closed, and there are a lot of references and cipher texts in Taoist books, except for those disciples and grandchildren who are in the same line, other people can understand it!”
He put the cheat book down, and smiled at the teacher, "No need, I can't understand this cheat book even if you give it to me, it's better for you to demonstrate it directly."
Master Gong paid homage: "The apprentice obeys the order!"
Master Gong respectfully brought Wang Chen to the Ming Hall of Yizhuang, where several coffins of different ages and new ones were parked, and the young disciples followed behind them, busily fighting, Master Gong came to an old coffin, Explained to Wang Chen: "Young Patriarch, in the Maoshan lineage, Taoism is all started by human corpses, there are many unclean and dark places..."
Wang Chen nodded and said: "I know, you open the museum!"
Master Gong confessed his crime, pushed his hands on the coffin board with luck, and opened the half-drawn coffin cover, revealing a lifelike corpse of a big man with a livid face. It rushed to Wang Chen's nose, but after careful identification, there was a smell of traditional Chinese medicine ointment in it, but there was no corpse smell.
Wang Chen carefully distinguished for a long time, and found that there was indeed no rotten smell, so he leaned over to watch.
Master Gong explained: "When I came down to Maoshan, there were thirteen kinds of corpse way spells, six kinds of ghost way spells, and twenty-nine kinds of other miscellaneous arts. Now most of them have been lost, and only these few spells are left. It’s a secret technique that can’t even be called! One, it’s the way to preserve corpses.”
"Patriarch Jiugong got it from the strange coffin left by Master Shao. There is a secret ointment that can preserve the body of Master Shao for decades. The oil must be the secret medicine of immortality in the upper realm. The Nine-Gong Patriarch, a heavenly genius, used mana from the coffin of the Young Patriarch..."
Speaking of this, the teacher raised his eyes carefully to look at Wang Chen, and found that he did not have any alarmed expression, and then continued: "I stole a little elixir, from which I realized many miracle medicines for corpses. It can save the dead, raise corpses, and use In the dog days, the corpse does not rot, and in the nine cold nights, the blood of the corpse does not freeze, the complexion is rosy, and the hair and skin are intact."
"There is still this kind of operation?" Wang Chen didn't know how to express his inner sloth: "The nutrient solution can be developed by you. Is that Jiugong Patriarch's Chinese medicine skill full? He can use traditional Chinese medicine to imitate it." The function of nutrient solution in the vitamin warehouse! This kind of black technology, in the 21st century, is worth billions of dollars in public relations, and the cutting-edge medical technology that can win the Nobel Prize in Physiology, your ancestor can use Chinese medicine to copy it. I should Is it really unscientific to say that Chinese medicine is not scientific? This is the pre-requisite skill to open the cultivation skill tree!"
The teacher Gong still sighed there: "I thought Patriarch Jiugong should have touched 50% of the secrets of the elixir in the iron coffin, not to mention 70% of the recovery. When it comes to preserving the corpse, the effect is only slightly worse. It is from this medicine that I realized many secret medicines that can change the quality of the corpse. For example, the iron corpse medicine smeared on this iron corpse can penetrate into the bones and muscles of the corpse, tempered like steel, invulnerable to swords and guns. Before it was lost, an iron corpse was like wearing heavy armor, and its strength was infinite, and one corpse could defeat hundreds of people, it was extremely powerful."
"Unexpectedly, preserving the corpse is just the skin of the fairy medicine in the iron coffin,
This elixir...it turns out, it can really make you live forever. "Master Gong Chao Wang Chen cupped his hands and said: "Shame on me! Young Patriarch! The secret medicine of Xiamao Mountain, compared to the medicine that the young patriarch used to live in the world for decades without changing his appearance and immortality..." Master Gong hid his face and said nothing.
Wang Chen boldly pinched the body of the 'Iron Corpse', and sure enough, the place he touched was like rubber, with a leathery gel feeling. Master Gong was a little ashamed of the effect of his own secret medicine, but he didn't know Wang Chen was also shocked, and he thought to himself: "Although I haven't been able to dissect it, but the touch feels like rubber. It is said that those who practice hard Qigong can develop a layer of resistance under the skin through long-term blow training. The skin of the blow is nothing compared to this corpse-refining secret medicine!"
"This medicine is almost comparable to rubber fruit!"
"No wonder it is said that swords and guns are invulnerable. With the quality of cold weapons in ancient times, killing this corpse, it might be difficult to cut through the skin layer! And under the skin of this 'iron corpse', the layer of fat is unknown. What did the Taoist priests in Xiamao Mountain practice? Mostly it is a non-Newtonian fluid. The faster the force and speed of the blow, the harder it is."
Master Gong told Wang Chen that the secret medicine of Xiamao Mountain was also seriously lost. Among the five kinds of strange corpses, only the secret medicine for making iron corpses was left. And the most important exorcism secret method is lost! Even if there are still a few bronze armored corpses left over from before, they can't be driven away. This iron corpse got a corpse with a particularly good qualification by accident. The old Taoist couldn't help it, so he secretly refined it out. able to watch.
"Ashamed! Both of us, master and apprentice, can earn some money just by relying on the prescription left by Patriarch Jiugong to keep the corpse from decaying."
"Oh? Then how do you make money?" Speaking of making money, Wang Chen cheered up immediately.
"We, master and apprentice, make a living by using secret medicine to bury the dead. Patriarch Jiugong left several secret medicines to restrain the knife. If there are corpses killed by swords and guns, if the family members want to bury the whole body, they must Invite us masters and apprentices to go and touch the anointing oil, and the incisions of the corpse will be closed up and covered up so that they cannot be seen.”
"This is the medicine we used to heal the refining corpse when we went down to Maoshan. At that time, we drove away the corpse to meet the enemy. There were many injuries, but some gold wounds, so we used this secret medicine to repair..."
"There are also those who preserve the corpses. In these ten miles and eight villages, when doing funerals, we all invite our masters and apprentices to come over and apply the secret medicine to the corpses. It will not rot for dozens of days. When the dead are dead, they will be displayed to look good. no taste."
"There are also some rich families, old masters, and old ladies who attend weddings and funerals. In order to look good, they have to spend a lot of money and use the best secret medicine to make the corpse look rosy and lifelike, so that they can appear filial. There are also drowned, burned, Hanged, no matter what kind of corpse, with the ability left by the patriarch, I can clean it up for him."
"Since ancient times, weddings, weddings and ceremonies have cost a lot of money. The Chinese people put their grains in their warehouses and are diligent and frugal. It is only on these two major events that they are most willing to spend money. Although it sounds ugly to make a living, it is probably expensive to collect money. "Wang Chen said with emotion.
Don't look at what the master and apprentice are doing, but I'm afraid they are also a big family. The reason why they look quite poor is probably to keep a low profile.
After all, it is not the right way to make a fortune from funerals. If the two masters and apprentices arouse the envy of others, they may have countless troubles, and they may even have to sue. This restraint also shows the wisdom of the master's work.
Wang Chen was thinking like this, then suddenly slapped his head, and asked the teacher Gong: "Your secret medicine can be used on corpses, so it should be able to be used on living people too! The medicine that closes the knife is the best medicine for golden sores!" ! If the secret medicine for making iron corpses is used to practice outsider kung fu, wouldn’t it be easy and fast? The medicine that can make the corpse look rosy and youthful, if it’s for a young lady’s beauty, wouldn’t it be a beauty medicine?”
As Wang Chen spoke, he was terrified. No wonder Xiamao Mountain was once the number one heretic in the Ming Dynasty. Such things leaked through the cracks of the fingernails were also treasures that could create tens of billions of dollars in output value in his era!
Master Gong approached Wang Chen and said in a low voice: "Returning to the young patriarch, the secret medicine for cutting the knife is indeed a good medicine for golden sores. It is called 'Jinyu San', and it is more effective when used for living people. A little bit. The iron corpse secret medicine is also a secret ointment for the "Zombie Boxing" external martial arts, but if there is no Zombie Boxing internal method of Chenzhou Yanjia, people who use this medicine will be invulnerable even if they practice it. If you practice kung fu horizontally, you will also lose your sense of pain. After three to five years, your whole body will gradually become numb, like a living corpse, until your breathing is numb. Then train yourself into an iron corpse!"
"But no one would have thought that the youthful beauty powder that made the dead look rosy could be used on the living. This unlucky thing used by the dead, who would put it on the face of their mother-in-law! Besides, we have a bad reputation when we go down to Maoshan. The disciples under the sect are also veterans who are fifty-three years old this year! They haven’t yet begged for a wife. When the veterans started, it was the time when we went down Maoshan..."
"Greatly, you guys are all single!" Wang Chen widened his eyes, pointed at the teacher's palace and said, "You let me be your young patriarch... Isn't that hurting me? What kind of enmity do I have with you... Forget it!" Wang Chen waved his hand, and without looking at the bewildered teacher, he sighed and said, "Let's get down to business!"
"I roughly guessed the reason why you don't sell medicines... These secret medicines are too precious, revealing a trace, you all have countless troubles, how can it be as simple and easy as eating a dead man's meal... You earn a lot, in this world, Selling beauty and skin care products may not be a deadly money, earning a lot, those big families, in order to gain a reputation of filial piety, gold mountains and silver seas can be poured out without blinking an eye."
"Women's money is better than men's, and children's money is better than women's... But the best money is dead money!"
The teacher Gong accompanied him with a smile and said: "What the young patriarch said is that the merits of our master and apprentice's cultivation are earned by the dead... People despise us for being unlucky, so don't bother us, otherwise our master and apprentice will not know how to bury us." In which barren tomb?"
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