Chapter 683: Qianhe Arrives, Thunder Strike the Golden Coffin

"Forget it, forget it. You are a bit weird. I can't see through you. But your song is even weirder. Don't play it again!"

He could see that although Lin Hao had not been practicing Taoism for a long time, his strength was quite impressive.

"Haha, Master, you're worrying too much. I just added some background music for you because I saw you were having a hard time chanting the sutras!"

Master Ikkyu has a good heart, and his dispute with Simu is more about Buddhist and Taoist principles. In fact, the relationship between the two is quite good, and they develop feelings for each other even though they tease each other.

Then Lin Hao waved his sleeves, and all the paper figures turned into paper pieces and fell back into Lin Hao's hands.

But Yixiu looked at Dong Xiaoyu's paper figurine, frowned seriously and asked:

"You're using a forbidden method to make a soldier out of paper!"

Lin Hao shook his head and said:

"Master, you have misunderstood. This is not a forbidden method. It is the art of cutting paper into weapons from Maoshan. It is a righteous method, not a crooked one!"

Ikkyu looked at Dong Xiaoyu carefully and found that there was no evil spirit in the paper man. He didn't say anything more, after all, Maoshan had a tradition of raising corpses and ghosts.

"What a great Taoist art of turning paper into weapons! It's really extraordinary!" Ikkiu nodded, but still said:
"However, this method of attaching spirits to paper figures should be used less frequently. After all, it will damage one's virtue!"

However, Simu immediately refuted upon hearing this:
"Monk, how dare you say such a thing? If your Buddhist sect accepts demons and monsters, they will become Buddhas on the spot, and become your Buddhist Arhat Buddha. If my Taoist sect accepts them, it will be a crooked sect. How can such a thing be justified in the world!"

"Besides, you are nosy. There are countless mysterious magic skills in my Taoist sect. If you are interested, old monk, I can reluctantly accept you as my disciple and teach you!"

Taoist Simu said with an unhappy look on his face.

"Amitabha, we Buddhists all have a heart for goodness, and we Buddhists also have great magical powers. If you are willing to take me as your master, I will accept you!"

Ikkiu ignored Simu and looked at Lin Hao with a smile and said:
"Young man, you are quite intelligent. How about following me and practicing Buddhism?"

"Get out of here! Don't even think about taking advantage of my nephew. He wants to carry the banner of Maoshan!" Taoist Simu jumped up in anger when he heard that Master Yixiu wanted to poach him.

He took a deep look at Lin Hao and then told Qingqing:
"Haha, don't worry, Qingqing, you are all young people, you can get closer. I'm going back first!"

After saying this, Ikkyu turned around and went back. As for the matter of chanting sutras, he naturally did not do it again.

"Brother Ahao, don't take it to heart. Master didn't mean it!" After Master Ikkyu left, Qingqing walked up to Lin Hao with a blushing face.

Master Ikkyu's move just now really scared her.

"It's okay. By the way, how could you, a beautiful girl, be so depressed as to become a Buddhist?" Lin Hao said with a smile.

Lin Hao's words immediately made Jingjing blush slightly, and then she asked somewhat unconfidently:

"Am I really, really, beautiful?"

"Beautiful, beautiful, Qingqing, you are the most beautiful!" Jiale, who was standing by, became excited when he heard this. He immediately surrounded Qingqing and praised her non-stop, without any awareness of being a light bulb.

It was a pity that although Qingqing's eyes were as gentle as water, they were only looking in the direction of Lin Hao.

Lin Hao looked at Qingqing affectionately and said:
"Yes, I think you are beautiful too, but it's a pity that you have to become a Buddhist!"

When Qingqing heard this, a trace of loneliness and sadness flashed in her eyes, and then she said:

"In fact, my family was killed by bandits, and I almost died in their hands. It was Master who showed up in time and saved me!"

"Because I have no relatives, my master took pity on me and accepted me as his disciple. However, my master said that I can return to secular life if I meet my sweetheart in the future~!"

At the end of her speech, Qingqing glanced at Lin Hao from time to time, and then quickly lowered her head.

Lin Hao nodded in understanding. Seeing that he didn't say much, Qingqing felt even more lonely.

On the contrary, Jiale, who was standing by, was very happy after hearing this.

"That's great, Qingqing. I look so strong, am I suitable to be your lover?"

Lin Hao was speechless. Didn't he see that Qingqing and I were exchanging glances? He was still speaking so bluntly. He didn't take me seriously, did he?
Qingqing, who was standing by, also glared at Jiale and said deliberately:

"I don't think you are a good person! I don't like you!"

After saying that, Jingjing left playfully, leaving Jiale standing there in a daze.

His first love ended before it even began, and he experienced what it felt like to be heartbroken.

As a result, Jiale was listless throughout the whole day and even his meals tasted bland.

In the end, Lin Hao cooked himself and prepared three meals a day for Taoist Simu and him.

Half a month passed in this way. During this period, in addition to practicing the Shangqing Tiandong Sutra and the Shangqing Five Thunders Orthodox Method, Lin Hao also practiced the Maoshan corpse-controlling technique and tried to learn the technique of summoning gods.

However, it was obvious that he had no talent in the art of summoning spirits. Without solidifying this skill, he had never succeeded in summoning the true body. On the contrary, his technique of making soldiers out of paper became more and more perfect.

During the past half month, Simu has restored the zombies that were driven back into corpses and sent them to customers. Only two or three are left and no one has come to claim them.

During this period, Qingqing often brought the meals she cooked to Taoist Simu, but every time she looked for Lin Hao in the eyes, it only made Jiale feel more lonely.

The blow of a broken heart made him seem to grow up overnight, and he began to practice hard.

On that day, a group of people came from the east of the forest, and there were dozens of them.

Qingqing, who was washing clothes by the river, saw the couple and ran back to the bamboo house like a frightened bird:
"Master, it's bad. There's a group of people coming over the other side of the mountain. Could they be bandits coming to kill us?"

Although their place is beautiful with mountains and rivers, it is remote and usually you won't see a single person for a year or two. The sudden appearance of a group of people is of course very strange.

"Qingqing, don't be afraid. Your master is here!" Master Ikkyu said as he hurried out and looked into the distance.

I saw a group of people, escorted by fully armed soldiers, holding the dragon flag high, slowly coming towards this side.

"This looks like the dragon flag of the Qing Dynasty. The Qing Dynasty is dead. Where did this group of Qing soldiers come from?"

The Taoist priest Simu who was next door was also called out by Jiale. He and Ikkiu looked at each other, snorted coldly, and ignored each other.

"Hey, it looks like someone is shipping a body!"

Taoist Simu was very familiar with zombies. When he saw that group of people seemed to be holding prayer flags and carrying a huge yellow coffin, he knew that things were not simple!
"Come on, Ahao, come with me!" It seemed that they had met someone from their own family, so Simu had to come out and express his gratitude.

He immediately called Lin Hao and prepared to take the initiative to meet him.

"Senior Brother!" From a distance, a Taoist priest in a yellow Taoist robe could be heard calling Taoist Master Simu happily.

"It's my junior brother!" When they saw that it was his junior brother Qianhe, they were all very happy. Then they said to Lin Hao: "Come on, Hao, meet your uncle Qianhe!"

"Uncle Master!" Lin Hao bowed respectfully.

This Uncle Master Qianhe is no ordinary person. He is the Taoist Master Qianhe of Maoshan who "only plays in peak matches and always faces disadvantages".

"Well, senior brother, is this your new disciple?" Qianhe saw the green light flowing around Lin Hao, and it was obvious that he had magical powers, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

“Hahaha!” Seeing Qianhe’s misunderstanding, Simu immediately introduced: “Ah Hao is Senior Brother Lin Jiu’s disciple, his name is Lin Hao!”

"Oh? So you are Senior Brother Lin's disciple, no wonder you are so magnanimous!" Qianhe obviously has a very good relationship with Uncle Jiu, and the smile she gave to Lin Hao was very kind.

"Uncle Master, this is our first meeting, and I don't have anything good to give you, so I'll give you this Sanqing Bell!"

Qianhe's business is generally in the north, and he deals with big clients, so he is very generous.

As soon as Lin Hao saw the runes engraved on the Sanqing Bell, he knew it was a magical weapon and took it without hesitation.

Although Lin Hao can control the corpse without the Sanqing Bell, it is also good to have a magic weapon to help. Moreover, as a gift from Qianhe, it is difficult for Lin Hao to refuse. Anyway, Lin Hao is also prepared to help Qianhe.

So Lin Hao bowed and said, "Thank you, Uncle Master!"

"Aha, it's Taoist Chizuru. Long time no see!" Master Ikkyu, who was standing behind him, also knew Taoist Chizuru, and he immediately took the initiative to step forward and say hello.

"It's Master Ikkyu. It's been a long time since we last met. How have you been?" It was obvious that Taoist Chizuru was much more versatile than Taoist Simu.

Suddenly, a pale man with makeup on his face, a sissy demeanor and dressed like a pharaoh started shouting from behind.

"Hey, what are you doing? Why did you stop?!"

"Snowflakes are flying, the north wind is howling, the sky and earth are vast, a piece of winter plum blossom stands proudly in the snow... I am Yuan Hua!"

"Oh, no, that's wrong, this is the landlord, Yuan Hua!"

This Wu Guanshi is none other than Yuen Wah, who played the landlord in “Kung Fu”!
"Manager Wu, I'm asking my senior brother to borrow some glutinous rice. Please wait a moment!" Taoist Qianhe explained hurriedly. It was obvious that this was his financial sponsor.

"Manager Wu, let's take a rest here!"

At this time, a little boy wearing an official robe with a dragon pattern on it spoke up from the sedan chair in the middle of the team.

The arrogant Minister Wu immediately asked everyone to stop and rest, and behaved very obediently in front of the child.

Looking at this scene, Simu and Lin Hao looked at each other, and watched the situation quietly without saying a word.

"Jia Le, go get some glutinous rice for your uncle!" Seeing Taoist Qianhe's embarrassment, Simu immediately instructed.

"Yes, Master!"

As a member of the Maoshan corpse-carrying sect, Simu walked towards the covered wagon very quickly when he heard Qianhe wanted glutinous rice.

"A golden coffin with copper horns, wrapped with a net soaked in inkstone, could it be that inside is~?" Taoist Simu was afraid that Qianhe would be in trouble, so he did not ask so directly.

Instead, Taoist Qianhe nodded and said frankly.

"Yes, there are zombies in here!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Simu and Master Ikkyu's expressions changed immediately.

Then Simu asked curiously: "Since you knew it was a zombie, why didn't you burn it?"

Although Taoist Simu learned the art of controlling corpses, he was still very afraid of zombies because if a zombie got out of his control, it would cause a bloody storm.

So his way of dealing with zombies is to burn them once and for all without leaving any future troubles.

Taoist Qianhe sighed helplessly and secretly pointed at the child in the dragon robe.

"No, this zombie is from the frontier royal family. We can't burn it. We need to send it back to the capital to wait for the emperor's decision!"

Obviously, the imperial power of the Qing Dynasty was still relatively strong. Even if the Qing Dynasty was gone, the Maoshan Taoist priests could not deal with the royal family members who had turned into zombies at will.

Lin Hao listened thoughtfully. He vaguely remembered that in some zombie movie, even Empress Dowager Cixi turned into a zombie and continued to survive.

I don’t know if he will meet her in this world.

However, he wanted to stay with the royal zombie in front of him, but he probably couldn't avoid Taoist Qianhe.

Just now, Taoist Master Qianhe gave him a gift as soon as they met, and he couldn't just watch Taoist Master Qianhe and his disciple die.

At this time, Master Ikkyu suddenly spoke up and came up with a bad idea:
"Master Qianhe, since there are zombies inside, why not take down the convertible while the sun is still bright and let it absorb some sunlight to reduce the corpse gas?"

Hearing what he said, Taoist Qianhe seemed to wake up from a dream, patted his forehead and said:
"Hey~, what Master Ikkyu said makes sense!"

Qianzuru turned around and directly instructed his disciple:

"East, South, West, North, the four of you come and tear down the tent and disperse the corpse gas!"

"Yes, Master!" Then four clever and down-to-earth young Taoist priests immediately stood up from the team and prepared to dismantle the roof of the coffin.

From this point we can also see that although Taoist Qianhe's cultivation is not as high as Uncle Jiu's, he is doing the best.

This can be seen from the fact that he recruited many disciples and was able to accept orders from the royal family.

"Wait!" When Lin Hao was about to stop them, Minister Wu, who was accompanying the young prince to rest, saw the four young Taoists dismantling the tent and suddenly became anxious:

"Hey, hey, hey, hey, why are you taking down the tent?"

"Oh, Minister Wu, take down the tent and let the coffin bask in the sun. This will help dissipate the corpse odor!" Taoist Qianhe hurried forward to explain.

"Okay then!" Minister Wu stopped arguing with him and agreed after listening to Qianhe's explanation.

"Junior brother, why did you also try to stop the roof from being removed just now?" Simu looked at Lin Hao curiously and asked.

Lin Hao looked at the hot weather, shook his head and said:
"It rains a lot in the south, especially in this hot summer. Thunderstorms can come at any time. Although the sun can disperse some of the corpse gas, if the copper-horned golden coffin is exposed to rain, the ink line network will lose its suppressive effect. Wouldn't it be a loss?"

"Yes, look at your bad idea, it's not as good as my nephew's!" Simu suddenly seemed to have regained his position and became happy.

"Haha, you know why you didn't say it!" Master Ikkyu was unhappy, but he still explained to Qianhe and others:

"Then let's get some sun in the sun. The weather is so sunny, it won't rain by chance!"

Then he said to Wu Guanshi and Qianhe:

"Besides, if it really rains, we can just install the roof in time!"

Ikkyu always believed that it was right to disperse more Yin energy, while Chizuru was a little hesitant, as if both sides had their reasons, and for a moment she didn't know how to choose.

At this time, Lin Hao bowed and said:

"Master Ikkyu, you have to think carefully. If you make such a suggestion, be careful not to get involved in a big cause and effect!"

After saying this, Lin Hao stopped talking. It was up to them to make the choice. In fact, Lin Hao discovered that even if the narrow ceiling on the coffin was not removed, the ink line would still be wet, and the thunder in the sky would still strike the golden coffin, and it was only a matter of time before the royal zombies escaped.

However, Ikkyu had no ability to observe celestial phenomena, but he came up with this bad idea, which only accelerated the process.

"Humph, you're the only one who knows how to take down the tent!"

The four people here glared at Ikkyu fiercely and thought that he had come up with a bad idea. After all, in their line of work, one has to be prepared for the worst.

Ikkiu opened his mouth when he heard this, then came to his senses and quickly said:

"What Ah Hao said makes sense. I was indeed rude!"

After hearing what Lin Hao said, Qianhe's heart tightened, and then he gave up dismantling the roof. After all, he was afraid of what might happen, so it was better to be cautious.

But Manager Wu didn't say anything. To him, it didn't matter whether the box was opened or not. When he saw Jiale bringing the glutinous rice over, he urged Qianhe to leave quickly.

Qianhe took the glutinous rice handed over by Jiale and said goodbye to everyone:

"Brother, I'm sorry to bother you this time. I'll come to see you again after I transport the zombies back to the capital!"

"Well, Junior Brother, walk slowly and be careful on the road!" Simu could also see that although Qianhe earned more than him now, she was not very free, so it was difficult for him to say much.

Then Qianhe said to Lin Hao:
"Thank you, Brother Hao. I will definitely take good care of him and not let him~!" Qianhe originally wanted to say that it was okay to not let the zombies come out, but when she saw Manager Wu there, she didn't say much.

Then Qianhe bowed to everyone and asked them to push the coffin and move on.

After they left, Taoist Simu felt uneasy, especially at dusk when the sky suddenly became overcast.

"Ah Hao, I always feel like something is wrong. Is your uncle and the others okay?"

Logically speaking, if Qianhe had followed Lin Hao's advice and not removed the roof, nothing should have happened.

But Simu always had a bad feeling in his heart, and as the sky got darker, his feeling became more obvious.

Lin Hao didn't feel surprised. After all, in the movie, the zombie was struck by thunder but still became alive and kicking and indestructible. He knew that things might not be that simple.

Seeing Simu was worried, Lin Hao took the opportunity to suggest:

"Uncle Master, people are changing with faces, and the sky is changing with strange phenomena. Just in case, I'd better catch up and take a look!"

"Well, you're fast, so why not go and take a look!" Simu nodded.

Then Lin Hao transformed into a paper horse and galloped towards the direction where Qianhe left.

The copper-horned golden coffin was very heavy. Lin Hao rode his horse along the wheel tracks and soon caught up with the other party.

However, he did not show up rashly, but hid quietly behind, waiting for the royal zombies to take shape. After all, such a good opportunity to make money would not be easily missed.

On the other side, after Lin Hao left, Simu prayed silently:

"I hope nothing happens!"

Unfortunately, things did not go as planned. Not long after Lin Hao left, dark clouds rolled in and thunder appeared.

I saw a huge bolt of lightning hitting the depths of the forest.

"That thunder doesn't seem ordinary? It's a bit like the legendary tribulation!"

Then Simu's face changed. What he didn't know was that what happened on Lin Hao's side was even more shocking.

The forest was covered with dark clouds and filled with moisture. The sudden downpour made it impossible for them to open their eyes.

At the same time, the ink lines on the golden coffin were also wetted by the heavy rain and then slowly dissolved.

When Qianhe saw the ink line dissolve, she immediately found Manager Wu and wanted to send the coffin into the tent first. However, Manager Wu was busy trying to please the Seventy-first Prince and had no time to pay attention to Qianhe, so he sternly refused.

As soon as Manager Wu sent the Seventy-first Prince into the tent, Qianhe hurriedly ordered someone to send the coffin in. As a result, a gust of cold wind blew halfway through, and the roof of the coffin was immediately blown away.

After the gloomy wind passed, the rainstorm suddenly stopped. Before everyone had time to be happy, they saw a thick bolt of lightning breaking through the air and striking directly on the copper-horned golden coffin.

Several soldiers who were escorting the golden coffin carriage were immediately burnt to a crisp.

"Not good! The thunder has fallen on the golden crown coffin, and the corpse qi has not only not weakened, but has become stronger! Quickly reinforce the coffin from all directions!"

Taoist Qianhe felt that something was not good. Zombies are cold and gloomy creatures, while thunder is masculine and vast, and is the nemesis of zombies.

But it is obvious that today's thunder is very strange, and it has become a powerful fuel for zombies.

Then he felt movement in the copper-horned golden coffin and knew that the zombie had awakened.

He immediately stood up and pressed himself against the coffin lid, and asked his four disciples to tie up the coffin tightly with thick hemp ropes.

But it was obvious that after the royal zombie was struck by thunder, the yin and yang combined and an unknown mutation occurred.

"boom!"

The copper-horned golden coffin shook for a while, then broke free from the hemp rope, flipped over the coffin lid, and knocked Taoist Qianhe flying. As luck would have it, his feet were crushed by the coffin lid.

At the same time, one of Qianhe's disciples was about to stab the zombie with a peach wood sword, but the zombie grabbed him and was about to suck him.

At this moment, a bloodthirsty tragedy was about to happen in the dark forest. At this critical moment, Lin Hao fell from the sky and kicked the zombie away.

It turned out that Lin Hao had been hiding not far away. After seeing the golden coffin being struck by lightning, he knew that the plot had begun, so he came directly from the sky.

At the same time, Lin Hao could also feel the corpse aura rising from the zombie. He knew that this must be a zombie more powerful than Old Master Ren.

Could it be that it is also a jumping stiff?
However, Lin Hao felt that it should be a mutated zombie that was mutated after being struck by lightning, and it was definitely not a simple jumping zombie.

At this time, Taoist Qianhe finally escaped. He didn't have time to greet Lin Hao. He shouted to the four disciples:
"Hurry up and use the Corpse Binding Rope to form the Four Symbols Formation to trap him!"

Taoist Priest Qianhe's disciple seems much more professional than Qiu Sheng and Wencai.

The four disciples from the southeast, northwest, northeast and southwest cleverly took out the magic weapons they had prepared long ago, which were the corpse ropes used by Maoshan to trap corpses and kill monsters.

The four people in the southeast, northwest, northeast and southwest each held a corpse rope and tacitly formed a Four Symbols Formation.

In the original drama, the disciple was caught by a zombie and had his blood sucked, which resulted in one person being missing from the Four Symbols Formation, and they had to use the Three Talents Formation!
Otherwise, it would be easy for the four disciples to trap the zombies!
(End of this chapter)