Tomb raiding: Carrying a coffin during a funeral procession, rewarded with the Dragon Elephant Prajn

After being away for almost half a month, everything in the shop was as usual, except that the courtyard was covered with a layer of fallen leaves, and the weather in the south was very humid.

Li Changsheng had no intention of cleaning, so he simply hired a cleaning company to clean the shop and also hired an auntie who was a pretty good cook.

He enjoyed a few days of peace and comfort, and was planning to find time to send the Prince of Xian to the Qinling Mountains.

Who knew that Zhang Qiling and Fatty Wang would return from the Xisha Islands carrying a coffin?

"Hey, what are you two up to?"

Li Changsheng sat on a recliner, lazily watching Zhang Qiling carrying a coffin on his back, even wondering if the other was imitating him.

Zhang Qiling was carrying a mahogany coffin on his back, the coffin covered with talismans.

Two more chains were wrapped around the coffin, securing the lid tightly.

The shape of this coffin is somewhat similar to the large vermilion lacquered coffin of Master Guanshan's wife.

However, the nun Guanshan was to be buried alive with the deceased, and the coffin was used to suppress her soul.

The talisman on Zhang Qiling's coffin was for nourishing the soul and gathering yin energy.

Li Changsheng glanced at it and roughly judged that the person who set up the talismans was somewhat skilled, but not exceptionally so. These Taoist talismans for nourishing the soul were barely effective.

Zhang Qiling remained calm as he slowly removed the coffin from his back, then looked at Li Changsheng and said, "Wu Xie is dead."

Li Changsheng was slightly taken aback. "What is that?"

Fatty Wang, standing nearby, explained with a mournful face, "Someone was chasing Little Brother, and Tianzhen, being kind-hearted, rescued him and brought him aboard the boat. Who knew those assassins had no sense of honor and laid mines in the sea? Tianzhen was blown up by a mine while trying to save me..."

Although Fatty Wang was employed by Wu Sansheng to cooperate in a play, he led Wu Xie to the underwater tomb.

However, as they spent more time together, his relationship with Wu Xie deepened, and he came to accept him as a brother.

Especially after seeing Wu Xie get blown away while trying to save him, Fatty Wang felt even more guilty.

If Zhang Qiling hadn't said that Wu Xie could still be saved, Fatty Wang would have wanted to fight those assassins to the death on the spot.

With Wu Xie dead, Wu Sansheng naturally couldn't continue the charade. He and Zhang Qiling secretly discussed something, and eventually found the coffin from somewhere, sewed up Wu Xie's damaged body, and put it inside.

They chartered a plane overnight and flew back to Hangzhou.

Li Changsheng was a little surprised. Wu Xie had the protagonist's halo, yet he was blown up.

He got up and walked to the coffin.

Seeing that Li Changsheng was about to remove the talisman from the coffin, Fatty Wang's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly said, "No..."

But before he could finish speaking, Zhang Qiling shook his head.

Seeing this, Fatty Wang remembered Li Changsheng's seemingly superhuman strength in the Lu Palace and shut his mouth.

Li Changsheng didn't pay attention, casually tore off the talisman, unlocked the chains, and opened the coffin lid.

Wu Xie inside the coffin looked utterly miserable; his thighs and arms had been blown off and then sewn back together.

but……

Although Wu Xie was beyond dead, Li Changsheng could sense that Wu Sansheng must have used some special method to keep Wu Xie's soul locked inside his body.

at the same time.

A system notification also sounded in Li Changsheng's mind.

[Customers detected within a 10-mile radius. New task issued.]

[Please, host, arrange for Wu Xie's funeral and bury him at Zhang Family Ancient Building.]

Big business!

Li Changsheng remained expressionless and turned to look at Zhang Qiling.

"So, you've come here so I can attend Wu Xie's funeral?"

Zhang Qiling nodded, then shook his head.

"I need to find a new body for Wu Xie, which will take three months. I hope you can preserve Wu Xie's soul and send him to Zhang Family Ancient Building after three months."

Li Changsheng looked at Zhang Qiling with a half-smile, and after a long while, he nodded faintly.

The Zhang family's ultimate secret is actually blood transfusion and body transfusion.

Ordinary members of the Zhang family within the inner sect all have backup clones. If their own bodies are damaged, they can undergo blood transfusions to achieve longevity.

Both Zhang Qishan, who was poisoned, and Zhang Haiyan, who was seriously ill, underwent blood transfusions inside the Zhang Family Ancient Building.

However, only the Zhang family patriarch can perform body swapping, which means continuously putting his soul into new cloned bodies.

Zhang Qiling is someone who has changed bodies countless times. Each time he changed bodies, he retained a portion of the previous clan leader's memories. The massive impact of thousands of years of memories is what caused Zhang Qiling to suffer from intermittent amnesia.

Li Changsheng never expected that Zhang Qiling would be willing to expose the Zhang family's most core secret in order to save Wu Xie.

"I'll take this job."

Zhang Qiling remained expressionless, but the tension hidden in his eyes finally eased.

He thought for a moment, then suddenly asked, "How much money do you need?"

Li Changsheng laughed heartily upon hearing this.

"Okay, you're much more sensible than that old bastard Wu Sansheng. Forget about the payment, just let Wu Xie work for me to pay off the debt."

Zhang Qiling nodded, took one last look at Wu Xie lying quietly in the coffin, and turned away with a slightly forlorn expression.

They waited until Zhang Qiling walked out of the shop and disappeared into the streets of Hangzhou.

Fatty Wang then realized what was happening and asked in surprise, "Master Li, you just said you'd have Wu Xie work for you to pay off your debts, but hasn't he already..."

"Don't be so surprised. Who says you can't work after you've died?"

Li Changsheng patted Wang Pangzi on the shoulder and then reached out to beckon him.

In an instant, a black coffin flew out of the room and landed next to the red coffin.

Li Changsheng opened the black coffin and threw Wu Xie's body inside.

Then, he turned to look at Fatty Wang.

"I'm giving you a task."

"Master Li, please give your orders. I'm willing to do anything to save Tianzhen."

"It's not that complicated. Wu Xie's soul needs to be kept in the black coffin for a day. While you're at it, go find Wu Erbai and ask him to buy ten century-old ginseng roots."

Li Changsheng was already being lenient by not accepting Zhang Qiling's money; there was no reason for him to have to pay out of his own pocket. Of course, matters involving money should be left to the Wu family.

Fatty Wang nodded and quickly did as Li Changsheng instructed.

Wu Erbai acted quickly, buying ten century-old ginseng roots the very next afternoon without regard to cost, and delivering them to the shop.

That night, seeing that it was almost time, Li Changsheng took Wu Xie out of the black coffin.

On the stone platform in the courtyard, Wu Xie's body lay, with ten ginseng roots beside him.

With a thought, faint red light emanated from Li Changsheng's hands!

This is one of the Eight Extraordinary Skills, the Dual-Handed Technique. The blue hand can modify other people's memories and involves mental control, while the red hand can repair the body, cure serious illnesses, and even regenerate severed limbs.

Of course, Wu Xie is already dead, and even the Double-Handed Technique can't bring him back.

It can only repair Wu Xie's physical body!

As Li Changsheng placed his palm on top of Wu Xie's corpse, the ten ginseng roots beside it turned into powder at an astonishing speed.

The life force was transferred to Wu Xie's body, rapidly repairing his severed limbs.

In fact, even without ginseng to convert life force, the Double-Handed Man could regenerate severed limbs, but that would require consuming Li Changsheng's own spiritual power.

the other side.

When Fatty Wang saw this, he was completely dumbfounded, and his admiration for Li Changsheng grew even stronger.

In his view, this was nothing short of a miracle of healing flesh and bone!

As the last trace of stitching disappeared, the ten ginseng roots turned to ashes. At the same time, Wu Xie's body returned to its state before it was blown up.

At this moment, Wu Xie, apart from being a little pale, looked as if he was just asleep.

Fatty Wang asked, bewildered, "That's it?"

"Just one more step!"

Li Changsheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and the light in his hand turned into purple light.

Eight extraordinary skills, including the ability to summon spirits and command generals!

In an instant, a figure resembling a miniature version of Wu Xie was pulled from Wu Xie's chest and then shoved into Wu Xie's head.

After doing all this, Li Changsheng stroked his chin, feeling that something was still missing. He thought for a moment, then waved his hand.

In an instant, a cloud of black mist emerged from the black coffin not far away. He drew in the black mist and pressed it into Wu Xie's body.

A moment later, Wu Xie, who had been dead on the stone table for several days, slowly opened his eyes.