I Killed Gods and Demons in Song Dynasty

Chapter 82 Fake Corpse
Li Qingyun first asked:
"What should we do with this dead body?"

He had no experience with this kind of thing, and was quite curious about what methods Kaifeng Prefecture had to deal with the scene.

Because the body of the man in black robe had already swelled abnormally. Not to mention transporting it back to Kaifeng Prefecture, it would probably explode on the spot if you just touched it with your fingers.

Fang Shuan shook his big head and replied:
"I have asked the shopkeeper to send someone to Kaifeng Prefecture to invite a special coroner to perform an autopsy. We just need to wait here and don't act rashly."

Bai Yunrui also said seriously:
"With mysterious deaths like this, if you're not careful you could get contaminated by something as filthy as a poison or a curse, so it's better to be careful."

As he spoke, he wrapped the cast iron array plate in his hand with his innate pure yang energy, carefully placed it in a wooden box engraved with mysterious runes, and preserved it properly.

It turns out that Kaifeng Prefecture has professionals who are good at autopsies and scene handling. I wonder if they are ordinary people or cultivators of some kind... Li Qingyun muttered secretly in his heart, and finally let out a long breath, shook his arms, relaxed himself a little, and waited for Bai Yunrui's next instructions.

Although there was no high-intensity combat in this case, the continuous sacrifice of qi and blood for divination, coupled with the cautious exploration of the unknown, made him mentally and physically exhausted.

Now that the case has come to a temporary end, his nerves have suddenly relaxed like taut strings.

But just as Li Qingyun sat down on the ground and prepared to take a rest, he suddenly heard an abnormal crackling sound coming from the direction of the corpse, like the violent friction between rusty iron objects, harsh and unpleasant, and seemed particularly weird in the silent room.

He was startled for a moment, then instantly regained his alertness and quickly turned his head to look in the direction of the sound.

The black-robed man's head, which was almost touching his chest, was slowly rising...

I... am a dead person!

Li Qingyun was startled and jumped up from the ground as if he had been electrocuted, almost swearing.

The other people were also shocked. Bai Yunrui immediately took a step forward, his internal energy surged, and he spread his arms, protecting everyone behind him like an old hen.

Han Tianjin also picked up a large iron stick, the tip of the stick flashing with light, and he was ready for battle, ready to attack at any time.

Fang Shuan rushed to the door in a flash, holding onto the door frame with her hands, and watched secretly with only a pair of little bitch eyes showing.

At this moment, a strange luster suddenly flashed on the body of the old man in black robe, and then it exploded with a "bang". Smelly black blood and rotten flesh splattered everywhere, as if the dark power in the abyss was suddenly released, and the foul smell seemed to carry an eternal curse, quickly filling the entire room.

Bai Yunrui was well prepared. He stretched out his palm and waved it at the same time as the explosion. The powerful true energy was like an invisible high wall, blocking all the spurting blood and flesh in front of him, forming a clear, straight dividing line on the ground.

In the aftermath of the explosion, the piled-up corpses were still twisting and wriggling, making low grunting sounds like living things, which seemed to be whispers from the underworld, making people shudder.

Suddenly, more than a dozen gray-white foul air that ordinary people could not detect flew into Li Qingyun's body and turned into qi and blood power.

[Remaining Qi and blood: two hundred and sixty-seven souls].

This made up for the money he had spent on divination before, and there was even a slight surplus.

However, the energy and blood power of more than a dozen souls also proved that the deceased was at most an ordinary first-level cultivator.

Li Qingyun looked at the pool of blood and flesh, and suddenly his pupils shrank sharply, the muscles on his face kept trembling, and his mouth suddenly became dry. Because in the filth, he suddenly saw an object that was very familiar to him.

It was a strange wooden puppet, a puppet from the Wu Shi Religion!
Not only him, but everyone else present also saw this thing. Bai Yunrui wanted to pick it up, but looking at the filth on the ground in front of him, he frowned, his eyes filled with uncontrollable disgust and struggle, and finally waved to Han Tianjin:
"Brother Han, please put it away and take it back for inspection."

Han Tianjin was a rough man. He uttered a muffled "hmm" and walked forward without hesitation. His soapy leather boots, which were three sizes larger than ordinary boots, stepped on the sticky flesh and blood, making a clacking sound. Every time he lifted his feet, he could see a long piece of blood-red silk thread stuck to the sole of his shoe, which made it impossible to look directly at it.

But just as he bent over and stretched out his big hand to pick it up, the puppet suddenly stood up and shot out like an arrow, rushing towards the door in a very strange posture. Its twisted limbs swayed, looking particularly weird and absurd, but its movements were astonishingly fast.

It's actually alive!
Bai Yunrui was quick-witted and shouted:
"Monster! Where are you escaping to!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and grabbed at a distance. Under the stimulation and traction of the domineering innate pure Yang true energy, the ghost-like living puppet seemed to be tied up by invisible ropes. It flew back and was gently held in his hand.

The puppet squeaked like a mouse and kept twisting and struggling, causing the dark brown flesh attached to it to splash out. Bai Yunrui was not paying attention and his plain white clothes were stained with several stains, which made him feel nauseous.

When Li Qingyun saw this scene, the hairs on his body stood up and he felt uncontrollable fear and shock in his heart.

He could see clearly that the puppet was not only alive, but also had lifelike facial features. There was a crack where its mouth should be, and inside it were densely packed sharp teeth that kept biting up and down, making a clicking sound.

It exuded a sour and rotten stench, and stared with empty eyes at Bai Yunrui who was holding it. Its two thin arms grabbed his arms and kept trying to bite them with its mouth.

Bai Yunrui snorted coldly, and golden light flashed on his hand. He tightened it suddenly, strangling the puppet so hard that it screamed and could not move.

Following that, he took out a new standard wooden box, which was exactly the same as the one that contained the iron array plate. He opened a gap and threw the puppet in, then quickly reinforced it with a seal made of talisman paper.

The moment the lid was closed, there was a crazy and violent knocking sound coming from the box, causing the entire wooden box to vibrate, making people wonder if the thin wood would be pierced immediately.

Fortunately, the mysterious runes carved on the wooden box kept lighting up one by one, resisting the surging tide.

Li Qingyun looked at the body parts scattered on the ground, then looked at the wooden box, and kept guessing the ins and outs of the matter.

The man in black obviously has a close connection with the Wu Shi Sect, but whether he is a follower of the cult or an enemy, and what the relationship between the two sides is, is still unknown for the time being.

According to the information currently known, he entered the room alone, which means that the formation was most likely set up by him.

This is a formation that can both trap and kill the enemy. Maybe he is performing some kind of cult ritual and doesn't want to be discovered.

It is also possible that he is hiding from the Wu Shi Sect and needs to use this to temporarily hide his tracks in order to buy time for the next move.

These speculations can barely explain the strange events here, but the truth still requires further evidence...

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(End of this chapter)