The Buddha is actually me

Chapter 98: Secret of Walking in the Underworld, Origami Magic

In the inn room.

Zhang Jiuyang, Li Yan and A Li placed the Second Master's head in the middle, posing as if they were holding a joint trial.

"Wash the rouge off my face!"

"And those things on my head, take them off for me!!"

Er Ye was almost going crazy, but his head was fixed between two pink kitchen knives. He dared not move for fear of having his flesh cut off.

Zhang Jiuyang smiled slightly and said, "Second Master, from last night till now, we have lived and died together. If that's the case, why do you have to hide it?"

After a pause, he put away his smile and said calmly: "There are some things I hope you can tell me frankly."

The situation was critical last night, and this head was the only one who knew how to get out of the dark fog, so Zhang Jiuyang had to take a gamble and listen to him in everything.

But now that the crisis has been temporarily resolved, Zhang Jiuyang naturally wants to take back the initiative.

This leader of the clan of shady people obviously has many secrets.

For example, he seemed to want to use the method of dissolving the Yin Bing curse to threaten Zhang Jiuyang and Li Yan to do things for him, which Zhang Jiuyang could not tolerate.

"The first thing is how to resolve the Yinbing curse. I hope you can tell me honestly. Don't hide anything. Don't expect to use this as a threat. After all..."

Zhang Jiuyang smiled and said, "Now you only have a head left. Even if you have great abilities, you can't use them anymore."

The Second Master snorted coldly and said, "Boy, do you think I was scared? When I was traveling around the world, you didn't even know where to play in the mud!"

"If I tell you, won't I be at your mercy?"

Ah Li reached out and plucked a few of his hairs, and asked in surprise, "As if you are not at our mercy now?"

"I pull, I pull, I pull again!"

Hair fell like rain, and the second master was so distressed that he grimaced, but he could do nothing except cursing.

"Look, you can't resist, right?"

Ali asked sincerely while pulling out her hair.

Erye: "##@%&***"

Seeing that the other party seemed determined not to say anything, Li Yan frowned slightly and opened a wooden box beside him, which was full of knives and silver needles.

"My Imperial Observatory has 72 tortures. I don't really like torturing people, so I only learned 32 of them, but I think they should be enough for you."

He picked up the knife, gestured to the Second Master, then shook his head, changed to a pair of pliers, and said, "Let's extract the teeth first."

The second master's face twitched, and he said, "I only have a head left, why should I be afraid of torture?"

Ah Li asked in confusion: "But Bald Grandpa, why are you sweating~"

Li Yan approached step by step. The sweat on Erye's face was getting more and more, but he seemed to be determined not to say anything.

At this moment, Zhang Jiuyang waved his hand to stop them, and said with a smile: "We were able to survive last night, thanks to Second Master's advice. This is too bloody."

The Second Master heaved a sigh of relief.

This kid is really grateful.

But unexpectedly, the next moment, Zhang Jiuyang's voice was heard again.

"I heard that the most amazing thing about this technique of not dying after losing one's head is that it can be spliced ​​onto the body of another animal. However, since it is not one's own body, one cannot live for too long after being spliced ​​together."

Zhang Jiuyang laughed and said, "General Li, why don't you find a sow's body, chop off its head and have Second Master attach it, then throw it into a pigpen with a group of boars and sprinkle some aphrodisiac on it..."

The Second Master's face turned green, his mouth was trembling, and he looked at Zhang Jiuyang with an incredible look.

How could there be such a vicious person in the world?
Even the iron-blooded general Li Yan felt a chill.

This was much more terrifying than the 72 kinds of torture used by the Imperial Observatory. At least he thought he could withstand the torture, but he definitely could not withstand such treatment.

Just thinking about it makes me want to commit suicide.

Li Yan looked at Zhang Jiuyang with a strange look, then nodded and said, "I'll do it right away."

He turned and walked out the door. When he took the ninth step, Erye's psychological defenses were finally broken. He looked at Zhang Jiuyang as if he were a monster.

"Second Master, I admit defeat!"

He drooped his eyebrows and said dejectedly: "You kid... you are really born to be a villain. Even the evil spirits in the underworld may not be worse than you..."

Zhang Jiuyang smiled slightly and did not tell him that he would soon become a member of Huangquan.

But the facts have proved that this second master does know a lot of secrets, and even Huang Quan seems to know a thing or two.

"The method to dispel the Yinbing curse is very simple. Go to various coffin shops and buy some paper coverings. The more the better. Then have the little ghost girl fold it into a paper man according to the method I taught her and place it at the door before the sun sets."

"When the ghost soldiers come to attack at night, these three paper figures will be taken away for you to avert disaster and resolve difficulties."

Zhang Jiuyang asked, "Can't the ghost soldiers see that this is a paper figure?"

Although there is a tradition of burning paper figures in folk funeral customs, these are ghost soldiers. Can they be effective?

The Second Master smiled proudly and said, "Of course, ordinary paper figures have no effect, but this is my specialty, so it is more than enough to confuse these ghost soldiers."

"Then how did you get caught by the ghost soldiers and beheaded in public?"

Upon hearing this, the Second Master's eyes flashed with sadness, and he sighed, "I was the first to violate the rules of our ancestors. This is all my own fault, but..."

He shook his head and said, "We'll talk about this later. Time is running out. You should go buy some covering paper."

……

The so-called face covering paper, also known as face clothing, is the paper covering the face of a person when he or she just dies.

This is a very ancient funeral culture. The ancients believed that the dead became ghosts and were feared by the living, so covering the face with paper could reduce the fear of the living.

At the same time, covering the face with paper can also detect whether the person is really dead. If the person is still breathing, the paper will move.

Most of the covering papers sold in the coffin shop were new, but what Zhang Jiuyang wanted to buy was the one that had been used for the dead.

In some spells, the used covering paper is often regarded as some special material. This is because there is still yang energy left after a person dies, and the last breath of yang energy is attached to the covering paper.

Therefore, this paper has become somewhat special. It can be spiritual and can be used as material for magic.

When the owner of the coffin shop heard that he wanted to buy used facial covering paper, his face immediately turned bad and he shook his head repeatedly, saying that he didn't have that stuff.

But as soon as Zhang Jiuyang mentioned a price, the shopkeeper immediately closed the door, and then mysteriously took out a small box from the back hall.

Inside were the facial tissues of the dead that he had paid to recycle.

There are 360 ​​professions in the world, and each one has its own unknown secrets.

These people who run coffin shops sometimes buy back things used by the dead at high prices. If they occasionally meet monks or Taoists who come to buy, they can make a lot of money.

After visiting several coffin shops, Zhang Jiuyang bought a lot of covering paper used by the dead.

He was not worried about buying fakes because the owners of the coffin shops simply did not have the courage to do so.

After all, those who dare to buy this kind of thing are all quite capable, and ordinary people can definitely not afford to offend them.

Back in the inn, Zhang Jiuyang was about to take out the masking paper, but suddenly his eyes fixed and he instantly drew out the Ghost-Slaying Sword.

There was murderous intent in his eyes, the yang energy in his body was boiling, and the scarlet sword was clanging.

In the room, Ah Li's body was floating, but her head was replaced by Er Ye's, which looked very strange.

Could it be that Ali was plotted against?

Zhang Jiuyang was about to draw his sword when he heard a crisp sound coming from the beam.

"Brother Jiu, Brother Jiu, look at me, it's so fun!"

Zhang Jiuyang looked up and saw Ah Li's own head on the beam. She was still able to control her body with her consciousness and let the Second Master perform juggling for her.

"Little girl, stop it!"

"Study hard, I'm teaching you my unique skills!"

The Second Master explained to Zhang Jiuyang: "The little ghost girl you raised is a little stupid. I wanted to teach her how to fold paper, but she couldn't learn it for a while, so I demonstrated it to her myself."

Zhang Jiuyang finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the discarded paper figures on the table.

At this time, the Second Master took the covering papers, took out a piece, and said in a deep voice: "Little girl, put away your playfulness and use your body to feel it. This origami technique is something that I refused to teach even though many people begged me to do it."

"If you can learn it, you will be able to help your ninth brother more in the future."

Hearing this, Ali's face immediately became serious and she was fully focused.

Erye glanced at Zhang Jiuyang and secretly wondered what kind of magic potion this kid had given her.

"The first step in origami is to infuse it with spirit..."

He began to explain carefully. As he spoke, he picked up the cover paper and started to fold it. He tried to do each step slowly so that Ali could feel it clearly.

Zhang Jiuyang quietly put away his magic sword and watched the scene in front of him calmly.

He found that although the Second Master was a foul-mouthed and hard-hearted person, he was not a bad person at heart. Especially when he looked at little Ali, perhaps because of his Yin-blooded bloodline, he obviously had some preference for her.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have explained it in such detail, it's almost as if he was looking for a successor.

After a long time, Erye finally folded a small paper man, who looked very similar to Zhang Jiuyang.

He was not afraid that Zhang Jiuyang would learn it secretly, because origami was one of the core inheritances of the Yin-walking people. Without the blood of a Yin-walking person, the first step of infusing spirits would not be enough.

"What a hassle. And what's the use of this paper man?"

Ali seemed a little uninterested.

The Second Master chuckled and said, "You will soon understand the magic of my origami technique. Watch closely."

As he spoke, he chanted an incantation and then blew gently at the paper figure.

Then the paper man fell to the ground, kept getting bigger, and finally turned into a second Zhang Jiuyang, who looked just like a living person and could even walk.

Just his eyes were a little dull.

Ah Li's eyes widened and she said, "How impressive! Two Ninth Brothers!"

The Second Master smiled proudly and said, "That's nothing. As long as you learn my magic, you can also conjure up flying beasts, magnificent buildings, and even fairies from heaven can come down to earth to pour you wine!"

A small piece of paper can bring all things to life.

Ah Li didn't know what she was thinking of, so she asked hurriedly, "Can I fold a dragon to ride on?"

The smile on Erye's face froze, and he said, "You can, but the strength of the thing you fold depends on your own level of cultivation. Also, if you fold a dragon...if it gets out, given the temperament of the dragon girl, she will probably fold you to death."

Ali thought of that scene and shook her head quickly.

Forget it, let’s just get something else.

But it was obvious that the little guy's interest had been fully aroused. He began to learn the art of origami more seriously, and asked for advice from time to time.

The Second Master returned his body to her and supervised and instructed her from the side, sometimes praising her and sometimes scolding her harshly, looking like a strict teacher.

Not long after, Ali folded two more small paper figures.

Chant a spell and blow air.

The paper figures turned into the appearance of Li Yan and herself, vivid and lifelike. If it weren't for their dull eyes, it would be hard to tell the real from the fake.

The Second Master was both relieved and surprised, and praised: "It seems that I have to take back what I said. You are not stupid, you just didn't pay attention just now."

"Little girl, even among the Yin-walkers, your aptitude is rare."

To be able to master the essentials of origami so quickly, her talent is no less than his. She is truly a rough diamond.

The only pity is that he died too early. It is unprecedented for him to practice the art of walking in the underworld as a ghost.

I don’t know if it’s a blessing or a curse.

But the Yin meridian has many disadvantages and shortcomings, so how bad can it be?

After a while, the magic power was exhausted and the paper man returned to his original shape.

"Boy, at sunset, you put these three paper figures at the door. Don't make any noise at night and don't go out. If the paper figures disappear the next day, it means the Yinbing curse has been lifted."

As he spoke, the Second Master began to feel sleepy again, and said, "I am going to take a nap. Tomorrow morning, you can feed me shrimps, crabs and earthworms to wake me up."

"I have something I want to ask of you. After that... I will tell you everything I know..."

His voice became softer and softer, and finally he slowly closed his eyes.

In the room, Zhang Jiuyang coughed and said to Ah Li, who was still enthusiastically practicing origami: "Ah Li, do you miss Sister Ming Wang?"

Ah Li nodded and said, "Yes!"

"Since you want to, how about we fold a Ming Wang sister?"

Ali nodded vigorously, and then began to fold it seriously.

After a while, she finally folded a paper figure of Yue Ling and chanted some incantations and blew air into it.

Then, the paper figure turned into a living Yue Ling, wearing armor, holding a dragon-sparrow sword, with a handsome appearance and heroic temperament.

Just because of the dull look in his eyes, his awe-inspiring aura was less than three points.

Zhang Jiuyang coughed and said, "Let her take off her armor and dance for us."

Even after taking off his armor, he was still wearing a red robe. He was not a pervert. He just wanted to see what Yue Ling, who was so heroic and domineering, would look like when dancing.

Well, there is no next step.

'Yue Ling' began to take off his armor expressionlessly, his slender and fit body faintly visible under the red robe.

Just then, a familiar voice suddenly sounded outside the door.

"Yue Jianhou, Ah Li and the head are in the room. Zhang Jiuyang went to buy facial tissue. I don't know if he has returned."

It was Li Yan's voice.

Then, another familiar voice sounded, as clear and cold as the sound of a dragon or a bird's sword, which made Zhang Jiuyang feel like he was struck by lightning.

"Well, thank you for your hard work. Let's go in and see Ali first."

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(End of this chapter)