Chapter 817

"Lord, this is the only magic we have left when we go down to Maoshan!" the teacher Gong held a yellowing old book and respectfully placed it on the table in front of Wang Chen. Wang Chen picked it up and turned a few pages. It was a handwritten note. The traditional characters written with a brush were piled together like flies, mixed with simplified cursive and ciphertext, and there were no punctuation marks.

Even though Wang Chen was born in the Chinese Department, he also had a hard time watching it. It was full of pronouns such as lead, mercury, dragon, tiger and dansha and a large number of Taoist proper nouns, which made his scalp numb and his brain hurt.

Wang Chen hurriedly closed the secret script and scolded in his heart: "Who will tell me later that the secret script can be understood by the transgressor? I'll be anxious with him! Without punctuation, modern people - as long as they don't study that subject, they don't even understand the Analects, not to mention the relatively closed cultural circle and a large number of Taoist books filled with synonyms and ciphertext - except those disciples and grandchildren who come down in one continuous line, others can understand a ghost!"

He put the script down and smiled at the teacher Gong: "no, I can't understand it. You'd better demonstrate it directly."

The teacher Gong Bai said, "I will obey your orders!"

The teacher Gong respectfully took Wang Chen to the Ming Hall of Yizhuang, where several coffins of different ages and new were parked. The little apprentice followed them and began to fight in a hurry. The teacher Gong came to an old coffin and explained to Wang Chen: "little ancestor, go down to Maoshan. The Taoism is all started by human corpses. There are many unclean and dark places..."

Wang Chen nodded and said, "I know. Open the museum!"

The division commander Gong accused the crime, pushed his hands on the coffin board, opened the half pull coffin cover, and revealed a big man's body with an iron blue face and a lifelike face. The coffin cover was a little rotten. As soon as it was opened, a smell of rotten wood went straight to Wang Chen's nose, but it was carefully distinguished that it was mixed with a smell of Chinese ointment oil, but there was no body odor.

Wang Chen carefully distinguished for a long time and found that there was no rotten smell. Only then did he get up and watch.

Division commander Gong explained: "I went down to Maoshan, including 13 corpse magic, six ghost magic, and 29 other acrobatics. Now most of them have been lost, leaving only these skills that can't even be said to be magic! One of them is this method to save corpses."

"In the strange coffin left by the little grandmaster, the ninth grandmaster got an oil secret medicine, which can preserve the little grandmaster's body for decades. Like a stranger, he is not old and does not decay - the ninth grandmaster inferred that the oil smeared by the little grandmaster must be the secret medicine for immortality in the upper world. The ninth grandmaster indulged in strange talents and used magic power from the little grandmaster's coffin..."

Speaking of this, the shichanggong carefully looked up at Wang Chen and found that he really didn't have a worried expression. Then he continued: "I stole a few immortality drugs, from which I realized many corpse dodge drugs. It can save the dead and raise the dead, so that the dead don't rot in dog days. At nine cold nights, the blood of the body is not frozen, the face is ruddy, and the hair and skin are full."

"And this kind of operation?" Wang Chen didn't know how to express his inner groove: "You can develop this function of nutrient solution. Is the master Jiugong full of traditional Chinese medicine skills? He can actually imitate the function of nutrient solution in the life support warehouse with traditional Chinese medicine! This kind of black technology is also a multi billion dollar public relations in the 21st century. It is a cutting-edge medical technology that can win the Nobel Prize in physiology. Your grandfather can copy it with traditional Chinese Medicine - I should say that traditional Chinese medicine is really not good Science? This is the pre skill to open the repair skill tree! "

The teacher's palace was still there and sighed: "I thought that even though master Jiugong had recovered 70%, he should have found the secret of 50% of the immortal medicine in the iron coffin. When it comes to preserving the corpse, the effect is just a little worse. Later, I realized many secret medicines that can make the corpse qualitative change. For example, the iron corpse medicine smeared on this iron corpse can make it penetrate into the bones and muscles of the corpse, exercise like steel, invulnerable, and drive the corpse down Maoshan Before the Taoist Dharma was lost, an iron corpse was like wearing heavy armor, with infinite power. One can defeat hundreds of people, and the end is infinitely powerful. "

"Unexpectedly, the preservation of the corpse is just the fur of the fairy medicine in the iron coffin. The fairy medicine... Unexpectedly, it can really live forever." the teacher's palace arched his hand to Wang Chen and said, "shame! Little grandmaster! The secret medicine of going down to Maoshan is better than the medicine used by little grandmaster who has lived in the world for decades and has not changed his face and never died..." the teacher's palace hid his face and said nothing.

Wang Chen took the courage to knead the body of the iron corpse. When he touched it, it felt like a rubber, with a kind of cortical gel sensation. The teacher's palace was ashamed of his secret effects, but Wang Chen was shocked. "Although I can't unravel it, it feels like rubber. It's said that those who practice hard Qigong can exercise a layer of anti strike film under their skin through long-term strike training. Compared with other people's secret medicine for refining corpses, it's just slag!"

"This medicine is almost comparable to rubber fruit!"

"It's no wonder that it's invulnerable. Considering the quality of the cold weapon in ancient times, it's really difficult to cut through the skin of this corpse! And under the skin of this' iron corpse ', I don't know what kind of fat has been trained by these Xiamao mountain Taoists. It's mostly non niudun fluid - the faster the power and speed of attack, the harder it is."

Division commander Gong told Wang Chen that the secret medicine of Xiamao mountain was also seriously lost. In those days, there were gold, silver, copper and iron and the legendary flying night fork. Among the five strange corpses, only the secret medicine of iron smelting corpse was left. Moreover, the most important secret method of driving away corpses was lost! Even if there were several bronze armor corpses left over from the past, it could not be driven. This iron corpse was accidentally given a corpse with special qualification, The old Taoist couldn't help but secretly refined it. Now he can only watch it.

"Shame! Our teachers and disciples can still earn some money by relying on the prescription left by the ninth grandfather to keep the corpse from decay."

"Oh? Then how do you make money?" Wang Chen said to make money, and Wang Chen immediately cheered up.

"Our teachers and disciples make a living by burying the dead with secret medicine. The ninth patriarch left several secret medicines to restrain the knife edge. If there is a dead body killed by knife and gun, if the family wants to bury the whole body, they should ask our teachers and disciples to touch the ointment, and the knife edge of the body will be closed and covered slightly, so they can't see it."

"This is the prescription for us to go down to Maoshan to cure the corpse refining. At that time, we drove the corpse to meet the enemy. There were many injuries and damages, but some Jinchuang were repaired with this secret medicine..."

"There are also those who keep the corpses. When doing white work, we have to invite our teachers and disciples to come over and apply secret medicine to the corpses. They will not decay for decades. When they stop working, they will look good and have no taste."

"There are also some big families, old masters and old ladies who do funerals. In order to look good, they have to spend a lot of money and use the best secret medicine to make the bodies ruddy and lifelike, so as to show filial piety. There are drowned, burned and hanged bodies. No matter what kind of bodies, with the skill left by the ancestor, I can clean them up."

"Since ancient times, weddings and funerals have cost a lot. The Chinese people are diligent and thrifty. Only in these two major events, they are most willing to spend money. Although it's not pleasant to say, it's not cheap to restrain money." Wang Chen sighed.

Although the two masters and disciples do inferior things, they are also a big family. The reason why they look quite poor should also be to keep a low profile.

After all, it's not the right way to make a fortune by funeral. If their teachers and disciples are alone and widowed, they may have countless troubles. If they can't say they have to take a lawsuit, they will be more restrained, which also shows the wisdom of the teacher's palace.

Wang Chen thought like this. Suddenly, he patted his head and asked Shichang Gong: "Your secret medicine can be used on corpses as well as living people! The medicine for closing the knife edge is the best golden sore medicine! If the secret medicine for processing iron corpses is used to practice foreign Kung Fu, can it not be easily and quickly completed? It can make the corpses ruddy and young. If it is used to beautify the little lady, isn't it a beauty medicine?"

Wang Chen said with horror. No wonder Xiamao mountain was the first place in the left path of the Ming Dynasty. Such things leaked from his fingernails were also treasures that could create tens of billions of dollars in output value in his time!

The teacher Gong came up to Wang Chen and whispered: "According to master Hui Shao, the secret medicine for closing the blade is indeed a good golden sore medicine. It is called 'Jinyu powder' and can be used by living people. The iron corpse secret medicine is also a secret ointment of 'zombie Fist' foreign Kung Fu. However, if there is no internal method of dead body fist of Chenzhou Yan family, even those who practice Kung Fu with this medicine can refine their martial arts into an invincible horizontal Kung Fu You will lose pain. After three or five years, your whole body will become numb, like a living corpse. When you are numb even breathing, you will train yourself into an iron corpse! "

"And that makes the dead look ruddy and young - but no one thought it could be used on the living. Who would paint the unlucky thing used by the dead on their mother's face? Moreover, we have a bad reputation when we go down to Maoshan, and our disciples - the old Taoist is three out of fifty this year! We haven't asked her yet. When we started, we were at the peak of going down to Maoshan..."

"I dare say you are all single dogs!" Wang Chen stared at the teacher's palace and said, "you let me be your little ancestor... Didn't that hurt me? I have nothing to do with you... Forget it!" Wang Chen waved his hand and didn't look at the confused teacher's Palace and sighed: "get down to business!"

"I guess why you don't sell medicine... These secret medicines are too precious. It reveals that you all have countless troubles. It's easy to eat dead people's food... You earn a lot. In this world, selling beauty and skin care products may not make a lot of money for the dead. Those big families can keep their eyes on Jinshan and Yinhai in order to gain a reputation of filial piety Throw it out. "

"Women's money is easier to earn than men's money, and children's money is easier to earn than women... But the best money is the money of the dead!"

The master Gong smiled and said, "what the young master said is that the money for our teachers and disciples to practice is earned by the dead... People dislike our bad luck and don't come to trouble. Otherwise, our teachers and disciples don't know which wasteland grave they are buried in."