I was forced to cultivate immortality when I just wanted to lie down

Chapter 88 Twin Coffins, Mandarin Duck Tomb

Yin corpses are also called nourishing corpses, and there are two types: dry corpses and wet corpses.

A Yin corpse is a corpse whose hair and nails are still growing after a person is buried. If the person is pregnant, the fetus is still developing. This type of corpse is called a corpse baby, or a Yin ghost baby.

It is stated in the Corpse-Nourishing Sutra that the hair and nails of a corpse in the Yin Corpse state will continue to grow. This is because the corpse absorbs the essence of the sun and the moon, or absorbs the "strong energy" from its own corpse house.

There is also a record in the corpse theory that if the teeth and mouth of the corpse dug out are wide open and refuse to close, the corpse will actively eat people.

And the cannibalistic targets will definitely start with one’s own descendants.

At this time, Xu Qing combined the Yinshi method with his past experience, and verified it, and his understanding of "corpse" became much deeper.

"Sure enough, it's more cost-effective to save your peers!"

Every time he exorcises a corpse, the reward he offers is related to the skills, experiences, and obsessions the corpse had learned during its lifetime.

Corpse drivers often deal with corpses, so it is easier for them to develop skills or items that can help zombies practice.

Xu Qing silently took note of the place called Yinshi Sect. He might have dealings with these people in the future, but he had no plans to contact the Yinshi Sect now.

In Lu Ping's memory, Yang Qiying used a jar of special lamp oil brought from Cizhao Temple to burn an armored zombie into charcoal, which made him alert.

After all, the three types of wandering corpses are still not strong enough. The method of Ci Zhao Temple to deal with evil spirits by adding fuel to the fire has an innate restraint on wandering corpses.

I examine my body three times a day.

Xu Qing reviewed the gains and losses of the day and realized that there were two places that he should not provoke now. One was the Yinshi Sect and the other was the Ci Zhao Temple.

Thinking of the special lamp oil used by Yang Qiying, Xu Qing suddenly recalled that there was a narrow-mouthed, bulging jar under the sundry shelf in the shop.

Yang Qiying begged for two jars of lamp oil in total, and used one jar when dealing with Lu Ping's armored corpse. So the jar under the shelf of the coroner's shop should be the remaining jar of lamp oil.

Tsk! Xu Qing rarely smiled. Although the lamp oil was only a disposable item for dealing with evil spirits, it could be considered a new trump card.

In addition to learning the purpose of the jar under the grocery shelf, Xu Qing also understood many other things.

Earlier, he thought that the black coffin in the coroner's shop was an instrument to seal Lu Ping, but now it seems that it was a vessel specially made by Yang Qiying to shelter and preserve corpses.

No wonder Lu Ping's face is covered with green hair.

Looking at the unsightly zombie in front of him, Xu Qing took out a razor from the map of mountains and rivers and shaved off all the hair growing wildly on Lu Ping's body.

Then he took out the rouge and cinnabar paper used for burial, and applied powder to the other person's eyebrows and painted his lips red.

When a disciple goes out to travel around the world, his image must be decent.

After pulling out the teeth and cutting the nails, when the corpse was almost dressed up, a cold and beautiful female disciple with red makeup and powdered face appeared vividly in front of Xu Qing.

Regardless of whether this disciple is useful or not, his appearance and figure alone are pleasing to the eyes.

After dealing with Lu Ping's body, Xu Qing took out another corpse-nourishing pill. The moment the pill appeared, a strange fragrance filled the air.

His nostrils flared, and even though there was no saliva, Xu Qing couldn't resist the urge to swallow.

After swallowing the pill, the elixir did not dissolve immediately. Instead, it remained in the body in the form of an external pill. From the pure white pill, strands of Yin Qi continued to flow into various parts of his body, nourishing the entire corpse.

Xu Qing had endless aftertastes, and his inner evaluation of the Yinshi Sect rose several levels.

The taste of the corpses from the Yinshi Sect is indeed extraordinary!
The overflowing Yin energy permeated his body, constantly moisturizing his skin.

Xu Qing felt that he seemed to have a new way to practice.

There are many ways for zombies to cultivate, the most common ones are Yin corpses, skin corpses and flesh corpses.

Flesh corpses are the living dead. In order to keep their bodies from decaying, these zombies usually hunt for meat by instinct and have no awareness of spiritual practice.

As the name suggests, a skin corpse is essentially an "empty pile", that is, a corpse without internal organs.

This type of corpse will grow corpse hair like a shade corpse, and will hide during the day and come out at night.

While most of a skin zombie's internal organs are shrunken and degenerate, their skin is incredibly tough and resists decay. Their only drawback is that they lack the consciousness they once possessed. Their stubborn and persistent nature makes them the "flat-headed" of zombies, and they shouldn't be provoked lightly.

Xu Qing has had the awareness of self-cultivation from the beginning. Now he cultivates both inside and outside. Not only can his skin remain tough and incorruptible, but the quality of his body has also reached the highest level.

If he did not restrain his aura and was encountered by the cultivators of the Yinshi Sect, he would probably immediately become a precious material for corpse refining in the eyes of these people.

"The outside world is still too dangerous after all. The Yinhe Ancient Road is the Yinshi Sect's trial ground. If you encounter Yinshi Sect disciples on the way there,

Xu Qing frowned and fell into deep thought. If he had known these secrets about the Yinshi Sect in advance, he would never have agreed to let Hu Baosong go to the Yinhe Ancient Road to find the Huyang Ancient Tomb and hold a funeral for the other party.

Although honesty is a must in business, it was not his intention to take the risk.

"Forget it. There will always be a way out when the time comes. At worst, I can just preserve Hu Baosong's body. When I have more experience in Taoism, I can go look for Hu Yang's ancient tomb."

After making up his mind, Xu Qing came back to his senses and looked again at the space inside the coffin that looked like a tomb.

When he took the corpse-nourishing pill, he emitted a strong yin energy, but when that yin energy touched the wall inside the coffin, it seemed to be attracted by a strong suction force, which absorbed most of the yin energy he had emitted.

Fortunately, this situation only lasted for a moment. When calm was restored, the red coffin was the same as before, and there seemed to be nothing unusual.

"Strange thing."

It would be fine if this coffin didn't nourish his body, but why did it steal his Yin energy?

Xu Qing looked around the space inside the coffin. For some reason, he always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't remember what it was.

After pondering for a moment, he suddenly remembered another thing. Perhaps he could use the Yinshi method to arrange a layout to nurture corpses here.

The coffin in front of me is about ten feet square. If I use the Corpse Shading Technique to make some improvements and put a cold couch for the corpse to lie on, wouldn't even sleeping in it improve my cultivation?
Xu Qing paced back and forth, sometimes knocking on the wall of the tomb with his hands, and sometimes nodding with satisfaction. He looked like he had just moved into a new house and felt that everything was new.

After visiting the new home, Xu Qing came to the door of the tomb. In front of him was still the red lacquered coffin lid.

Xu Qing touched the coffin lid, and just as he was about to open the coffin, his outstretched hand suddenly stopped.

He finally remembered why he felt something was wrong around him.

The red coffin he was in was originally placed at the foot of the west wall of the shop. Now he was sitting cross-legged in the coffin, and the coffin door should be facing the direction of his face.

But when he stood up, there was no coffin lid in front of him, but the gray-white wall of the tomb.

The gloomy wooden coffin lid that he was touching now was what he saw after he turned around.

"Strange, could it be that I accidentally moved while taking the Corpse Nourishing Pill and practicing?"

Xu Qing turned around and glanced at the cold and beautiful female zombie who was still kneeling on the ground with her head lowered.

Could it be that he also moved Lu Ping's body?
Suppressing his doubts, Xu Qing looked at the coffin door in front of him again.

"Creaky, creaky--" The heavy coffin lid was pushed open. Before Xu Qing walked out of the coffin, he was blinded by a gust of cold wind blowing towards him.

With his clothes fluttering and his hair floating in the wind, Xu Qing squinted his eyes and looked outside the coffin, but there was no trace of the coroner's shop at all!
Outside the coffin, there was a thin mist, and ghostly shadows were gathering. A tomb and cemetery were hidden in the mist. Xu Qing subconsciously used the Qigong to see the situation clearly. This time, he could see the situation clearly.

Hidden in the thin mist, obscuring the daylight, lay a vast tomb, surrounded by a cluster of graves in the distance. There was no sign of the world's daily life. Xu Qing's scalp tightened. He immediately lifted the coffin lid and, without hesitation, closed it again and returned to the coffin.

His current expression was exactly the same as Lu Ping's reaction when she encountered the immortals blocking the door and trying to open the box.

The coffin lid made a dull sound. Xu Qing thought it was sealed, but he could still feel air coming out from the soles of his feet, as if someone was putting his face to the ground and blowing air at his ankles.

He looked down, but found that only one end of the coffin lid was closed. A pale little hand had appeared on the other end, tightly grasping the gap in the coffin.

"Bang bang bang!"

The sound of doors closing continuously rang out. Xu Qing gathered all his strength and shouted, "Let go!"

A shrill scream was heard outside the coffin.

The next moment, Xu Qing felt a force that even he could not resist, forcibly removing the coffin lid.

Xu Qing, who had been holding on to the coffin lid tightly, was thrown out of the coffin due to inertia.

The heavy sunken wood fell to the ground of the grave, raising a cloud of dust.

Xu Qing stood up awkwardly. The cool dampness of the night mixed with the howling wind in the distance made even this zombie feel a chill.

He quickly stood up and looked back, only to see that the red lacquered coffin with the lid removed was no longer in the coroner's shop, but was standing upright in a grave that looked like it had just been dug.

The pale little hand that had previously grabbed the coffin lid disappeared. Xu Qing couldn't find any trace of the hand, so he picked up the coffin lid and retreated towards the tomb cautiously.

The tomb was filled with mist. Before Xu Qing took a few steps, he suddenly heard sad lyrics.

"There is no age difference on the Yellow Springs Road; do not look back on the Naihe Bridge.

The water of Baidi is clear, and the ghost mandarin ducks welcome with flowers in their mouths.

Together in the coffin, lying in the same grave, the mind before death, the brightness after death.

From now on, the two of them will be together in the underworld, and their lonely souls will never leave each other in the blue sky."

Then the sound of playing musical instruments came from behind the tomb.

Xu Qing's body froze and he didn't take another step forward.

It was because not far from the left and right sides of the tomb where the red coffin was located, there were two teams of people wearing festive costumes, floating towards him.

The two teams had clear division of labor. Some played the sheng, xiao, and suona, while others scattered paper money of the four seasons along the way, which was blue, white, yellow, and green, and was very lively.

Xu Qing looked at the two groups of people surrounding the tomb. At this moment, he suddenly realized that this tomb was dug according to the specifications for burying a husband and wife together.

In the funeral industry, a mandarin duck tomb does not mean two people are buried in one coffin, but rather one coffin for each person, accompanying each other in the same tomb.

There are also requirements for the coffin used to make this kind of coffin, that is, it must be a "twin coffin in one body".

What does "one body" mean? The wood used for the two coffins comes from one piece of wood, so they are one body.

But the problem was that there was only one coffin in the grave in front of Xu Qing.

"Who is so wicked as to steal a coffin used for joint burial?"

Xu Qing's face turned pale. This Liu Youdao really lacks virtue!

Looking at the only coffin left in the grave, there was no mark on it left by Liu Youdao with the ink fountain.

In other words, the coffin in front of him was not the one in the coroner's shop at all, but the "lover" of the coffin in the shop!
"Twin Coffins" Xu Qing combined the lyrics sung by the wedding procession and knew that he had been transported to this place by this coffin that was born with him.

No wonder Liu Youdao sealed the coffin and refused to open it for inspection. It turned out that there was such a big trap hidden inside!
Since ancient times, there has been a saying that ghosts move wealth and property. Now, they just move him here.

Xu Qing took out the Silver Snake Sword and put on brass knuckles. The iron-boned puppet clung to his shoulders like a gecko, waiting for instructions.

On the right side of the tomb, a red sedan stopped. Xu Qing narrowed his eyes and saw a familiar pale little hand lifting the red gauze curtain. The big red veil was blown by the cold wind, revealing a bit of white skin from time to time.

"My heart was as dead as water, and all hope was lost, but unexpectedly, spring light appeared in the cold night of the 39th day of the lunar year. Could it be that fate has mercy on the grass in the valley? I am afraid that the world is fickle and full of hardships... My dear, I have been kept in my empty room for many years, and finally I hope that you will change your mind..."

The bride in the sedan chair opened her lips and sang in a sad and graceful voice, like an autumn moon chilled by frost. The silent ancient tomb did not become lively, but became even more gloomy.

Although the red sedan on the right side stopped, the wedding procession on the left side did not stop.

A ghostly figure with empty eyes, wearing a conical hat and a white veil covering his face, played festive musical instruments and arrived in front of the tomb in a blink of an eye.

Xu Qingru was facing a formidable enemy.

However, the ghost sedan bearers did not continue to approach. Instead, they turned their bodies, turned their backs to him and began to return the way they came.

"Welcome the Prince Consort back home!"

Just when Xu Qing was confused, a scream suddenly came from the front of the wedding procession.

As the voice fell, countless paper money emerged from the soil under Xu Qing's feet, and then like fallen leaves blown by the wind, it completely wrapped him up.

Paper money combusts without wind. Although it is not aggressive, the strong smoke from the incense can block the view.

When Xu Qing came back to his senses from the smoke and fire, he found that he had somehow found himself lying in a tightly sealed coffin.

The space in the coffin was small and cramped. Xu Qing frowned and pushed the coffin lid with all his strength.

The red silk tied outside the coffin suddenly broke, and the ghosts responsible for the argument were in chaos. Only Xu Qing sat up from the coffin and looked around.

The wedding sedan chair with four big red lanterns on its top slowly stopped beside a stone bridge.

There is no river under the stone bridge, but thick fog.

As if sensing the movement of Xu Qing opening the coffin, the bride in the wedding sedan suddenly spoke tenderly:

"My dear, since you do not wish to go on alone, why not take my sedan chair and go back with me?"

As soon as Xu Qing was freed from the coffin, a pile of paper money rose up from under his feet and wrapped him up again.

When the paper money disappeared, Xu Qing's eyes blurred. When he opened his eyes, he found himself lying in the sedan chair where the female ghost was.

His head was resting on the hem of the bride's skirt.

The red veil fluttered gently, and Xu Qing lay on his back on the bride's thighs. From his current perspective, he could just see the other person's face hidden under the veil.

A little red lip looks like a cherry; half of the pink face looks like a delicate flower.

Seeing that the other party was determined to get hold of him, Xu Qing simply stopped struggling.

"My wife is so infatuated with me. If I refuse her again, I will be ungrateful."

"But my lady, please don't be a heartless ghost and abandon me later."

(End of this chapter)