Section 337

"Woo-woo--"

As time passed, the sound of the wind on the Yangtze River seemed to turn into the roar of evil spirits.

Then, accompanied by a series of buzzing sounds, streams of light floated out of the water at a very fast speed, gathered in front of the altar, and turned into evil spirits with ferocious faces.

"Damn it, these are evil spirits who heard the news!!"

"Dare to disturb the old Taoist's practice, I won't let you stay today--".

Seeing that there were evil spirits around to interfere with the practice, the Taoist took out a black token from the altar.

The token was engraved with the words "Five Thunders Command".

As the token flew out, several thunders exploded out of thin air in front of the altar.

"Ahhhhhhh!"

These wandering ghosts were not very powerful, and they were very afraid of the power of thunder and lightning, so under the bombardment of thunder and lightning, they screamed and fled in all directions.

After these wandering ghosts escaped, the Taoist began to practice again,

but as time went by, no new ghosts condensed on the river surface.

"Dong! Dong!"

"Dong Dong Dong——"

The eight strong men in front of the altar also hit the drum four times after seeing the Taoist's action, and then stopped.

The Taoist in front of him finished the ceremony.

Yue Zhenshan then led his people forward to ask about the details.

"Mayor Luo, what's going on with you?"

"Who is this Taoist?"

In front of the altar was the mayor of Luojing Town and a group of gentry.

They were all small landlords or small factories. As Yue Zhenshan's logistics company grew here, they were also beneficiaries and got some fat.

"Hey!!"

"It turned out to be Manager Wang. This morning, so many strange corpses floated down from the upstream, and everyone was panicked."

"After we all discussed it, we invited Taoist Qingsong from Yan Zhenguan to help us take a look."

"It turned out to be Taoist Qingsong, hello!"

Manager Wang manages the entire port logistics business in Luojing, and needs to deal with all kinds of people.

And Taoist priests are a type of people that cannot be offended.

After some commercial flattery, the core topic was touched upon.

"Master Qingsong, I wonder if the cause of this incident has been found out?"

"Will this incident have any adverse effects on our dock, especially in terms of Feng Shui."

"This, I am ashamed to say!"

"The old Taoist's ability is limited. I have not found out the cause of this incident. I was originally going to use the necromancy to recall the souls of these dead people to ask them what happened before they died, but unfortunately-"

At this point, the old Taoist was hesitant to speak.

Mayor Luo, who invited people over, immediately understood and took out a big red envelope that had been prepared long ago.

However, Taoist Qingsong did not accept it.

"Alas, this matter has not been resolved, and I dare not accept this kindness."

"It's strange that so many people died, but this time I summoned the souls, but I didn't even summon the soul of a single person."

"Their souls no longer exist, as if they were destroyed by humans."

Chapter 399 Memories of the Corpse

"Yan Zhenguan, Taoist Qingsong, hello!"

"Your Yan Zhenguan's summoning technique seems to be different from that of other sects!"

"Hmm!?"

"This Taoist friend, who are you?"

Yue Zhenshan deliberately released his breath fluctuations, and Taoist Qingsong immediately sensed the majestic breath on Yue Zhenshan's body.

He looked at Yue Zhenshan in great shock.

He was so young, and his breath was so strong, he was simply a demon in the world.

"I am a disciple of Maoshan, Yue Zhenshan."

"So you are a disciple of Maoshan, no wonder——"

Yan Zhenguan is a small Taoist temple, and their lineage is a casual cultivator.

The cultivation method is also a volume of cultivation method that the ancestor accidentally discovered in Qinling Mountains, which created the Yan Zhenguan lineage.

Naturally, he kept his distance from a big sect like Maoshan.

When asked about the inheritance of magic, he didn't want to offend Yue Zhenshan, nor did he want to reveal the secrets of the sect's magic,

so he replied ambiguously:

"Most of the magic of Yan Zhenguan is inspired by the heaven and earth, and the medium for performing magic is also the power of nature."

"So that's how it is, thank you Taoist for clearing up my doubts."

Seeing that he was unwilling to communicate, Yue Zhenshan didn't force him to communicate about the inheritance of magic.

Then, Yue Zhenshan exchanged addresses with him and promised him that he could find him in Renjia Town in western Guangdong if he had any trouble in the future.

The reason for doing so is actually very simple.

You must give before you take. Yue Zhenshan values ​​this unique inheritance, but he disdains to rob it directly.

Instead, he waits for others to come to him.

If this person really comes to him, then he will become the meat in Yue Zhenshan's bowl, and he can eat it however he wants.

After the Taoist Qingsong left Luojing Town, Yue Zhenshan began to use his special method to find out the truth of the matter. His men took him to an ownerless storehouse.

There were corpses all over the ground.

There is a special profession on the Yangtze River, called corpse collectors.

The bodies of people who drowned upstream were salvaged by these people along the river.

By doing so, they can get a reward from the family of the corpse.

The bodies that floated down from upstream this morning were stored in the storehouse by the corpse collectors. If no one comes to claim the bodies after seven days, they will be buried in a mass grave.

"Manager Wang, go and withdraw some money and give it to those corpse collectors."

"I'll take care of the corpses here. Tell them to keep their mouths shut and not talk nonsense."

"Okay, boss."

After Manager Wang left, Yue Zhenshan took out the bloodthirsty nuclear parasite.

Let Zhou Wei, Meng Ziqian and Zhong Yu go outside to guard and not let anyone get close to this place.

Afterwards, Yue Zhenshan controlled the bloodthirsty nuclear parasite to split into many parasitic cores.

These parasitic cores, like tentacle monsters,

became like silk threads,

drilled into the mouth of the corpse,

and entered the brain of the corpse along the analysis of the skull.

Yue Zhenshan controlled the parasitic cores to fuse with the brain cells of the corpse.

Along with this process,

the memories stored in the brain cells of the dead body began to be interpreted.

Interpreting memories by fusing the brain of the dead body with the parasitic core is like restoring files on a disk. Some files are damaged and can only be read partially, while some places are intact and can be interpreted completely.

The corpse that Yue Zhenshan fused was a female corpse, not very old.

As the fusion of cell nuclei accelerated, her memories began to be transmitted to Yue Zhenshan.

Dark, silent, closed, cold, and air-blocked, this is a small basement with six closed sides, dim and dark, and you can't see your hand in front of you. It seems that there is only endless darkness and silence.

There are also some mixed and unpleasant smells in the air, like urine smell, sweat smell, and some disgusting blood and rotten smells. In the darkness, two women huddled in the corner of the wall.

The two women looked obviously a pair of sisters. Their faces were 60% similar, and their facial features were quite delicate, especially the pair of willow eyebrows, which looked very beautiful. They also looked very young. The older one looked only seventeen or eighteen years old, and the younger one seemed to have just reached fifteen or sixteen years old. The two sisters huddled in the dark corner, their faces pale, and their eyes full of anxiety.

"Sister, I'm so scared, woo woo--"

In the darkness, the younger sister asked with sobs.