Walking out of the airport at the same parking lot, Su Bai experienced a feeling of "things remain the same, but people have changed".
He still remembered the last time he flew back to Shanghai from Dali, it was Fatso who came to pick him up. However, he encountered the ghost's trick, which led to Fatso moving out of Old Fang's house. This time in Guangzhou, he was the one who picked the fruit.
Thinking of this, Su Bai felt a little sorry for Fatso. Generally speaking, Fatso must have used karma to calculate something and deliberately separated from them, but in the end, he could not avoid it.
After getting in the taxi, it took them less than 20 minutes to arrive at Old Fang's house. This place was really close to Pudong Airport. After getting off the airport highway, they would be there after taking a turn.
As soon as Su Bai got out of the car, the iron gate was pushed open. Gyatso, dressed in black, walked out. Seeing Su Bai, Gyatso did not know whether to laugh or cry.
"I didn't expect you to come back today."
Then, Gyatso seemed to notice something and clapped.
"That was fast."
Obviously, Lord Zeng saw that Su Bai had been promoted to Advanced Listener.
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During the months when Su Bai and Fatso were not around, the two monks did not feel lonely living at home. They could even be described as enjoying themselves. Generally speaking, monks with their qualifications, even if they did not become Listeners, they would at least have no problem becoming Eminent Monks. Therefore, both mentally and spiritually, they were ready to worship Buddha for the rest of their lives.
"I went to Nantong, there's a Buddhist church there." Gyatso handed a glass of water to Su Bai and said.
"What about you?" Su Bai sat on the sofa. He had not been back for a while, but without the little fellow and Ji Xiang at home, he always felt a sense of emptiness.
"I was just about to go out for a walk." Gyatso casually explained.
Su Bai did not care what Lord Zeng was going to do at night. He spread his hands and said, "Do whatever you need to do. I'm not a guest."
"You're back. I have to talk to you." Gyatso also sat down. "Besides, you're an adult now."
Su Bai pointed at Gyatso with a smile. This guy still wanted to know something about Advanced Listener from him. After all, Lord Zeng was about to be promoted to Advanced Listener.
The two men sat on the sofa and chatted. Generally, it was Su Bai talking and Lord Zeng listening. When he finished the whole process of promotion, Lord Zeng sighed.
"It must have been hard for Fatty."
Yes, if the incident in Guangzhou was taken out and made into a separate story, Fatty would undoubtedly be an absolutely tragic character in the story. In the end, the choice of forgetting each other was more like a heroine in a wuxia story who left in a carefree manner. The background should be matched with the sunset.
"There's no such thing as a trick. Everyone takes a different path."
"There's no such thing as a shortcut. Everyone takes a different path." Gyatso seemed to have suddenly thought of something and asked, "By the way, I have transported that ancient corpse and placed it in your room. Do you want to see it now?"
Su Bai did not know whether to laugh or cry. He nodded and left the living room with Gyatso to go to his room. Su Bai did not know whether to laugh or cry. He nodded and left the living room with Gyatso to his room.
Originally, Su Bai expected a decaying coffin to be placed there, but who knew that what he saw was an ice coffin. It was not made of ten-thousand-year-old ice, but the kind of coffin that ordinary people would rent when they passed away. It was the kind that could be plugged in to keep the temperature low.
"It looks terrible," Su Bai teased.
Ancient corpses and antiques were sometimes inseparable. Ancient Loulan corpses, which were the most familiar to the public, were once the favorite of Chinese and foreign criminals. Many mummies from Egypt were preserved in the British Museum and the Louvre. There was a movie called "The Phantom of the Louvre" about such a story.
But just like the principle of a good horse with a good saddle, if you wanted to make a valuable antique appear to be more valuable, then the silk cloth wrapped around it and the box it was placed in naturally couldn't be bad. Just like a high-quality ancient corpse didn't require a complete funerary object, but at least a matching coffin should be required. It was indeed a bit too degrading to directly use an electric coffin in a funeral parlor to place an ancient corpse like Gyatso.
"I'm not selling it to you. I'm giving it to you. Why would I bother?" Gyatso saw that Su Bai's attention was on it. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "It was originally shipped with the coffin that was more than 800 years old, but there was an accident during the transportation, so the coffin was gone."
With that, Gyatso walked to the ice coffin and tore off the talisman paper one by one.
"Take a look at it yourself. Even if the rest is useless, the corpse aura that has been nourished in his body for nearly a thousand years should still be good for you. Of course, I hope that you can get more benefits from it. This way, he will be valuable."
"Aren't you afraid that the Cultural Relics Bureau will investigate you?" Su Bai stood in front of the ice coffin and began to look at the ancient corpse.
"Can it be put in the temple as an exhibit in the future?" Gyatso shook his head. "This thing has to be resealed every ten years. The Living Buddhas of the temple have regarded it as a burden, but there is no way to get rid of it. You have good teeth. Helping me get rid of it is also helping me. "
"Am I so cold? Oh, it's a female corpse. The clothes she's wearing were changed later, right? "
"Yes." Gyatso didn't intend to hide it from Su Bai. "It's impossible to know which era the ancient corpse is from. After all, the temple is not an archaeological research institute. We don't have that much time to study this. Eight hundred years ago, she seemed to have caused some trouble. She was sealed by the Living Buddha and brought back to the temple to be suppressed until now."
Su Bai pressed the button and then opened the lid. For a moment, the temperature in the entire room dropped. There was even frost. This effect was no worse than condensing the power of ice himself.
"Why is the resentment so strong?" Su Bai was puzzled.
"This is the result of trying to resolve it for so many years. The resentment has decreased a lot."
Su Bai placed his palm on the female corpse's forehead. The female corpse was mostly preserved, but naturally, it didn't look like a living person like in the zombie movies. Her skin was still a little shriveled, and her face had a greenish-black color. No matter how she looked when she was alive, she now had a hideous appearance. Ordinary people would probably get scared and fall sick after seeing her.
When his palm was placed on the female corpse's forehead, Su Bai's right eye began to show a kind of ink-black color. The zombie bloodline in his body began to operate independently.
People of the same kind could communicate with each other, just as humans also believed that other animals also had their own language and communication methods. It was just that they hadn't figured it out yet. Su Bai remembered that he had tried to communicate with other zombies in the story world of Mr. Zombie. It was just that it was far less complicated than human communication. The mainstream of communication among zombies was that high-level or intelligent zombies could guide low-level zombies. It was similar to the relationship between the queen ant in the ant tribe.
However, when Su Bai tried to release his senses, he received no response from the other party at all. This made Su Bai feel a little strange. Could it be that this ancient corpse was really just an ancient corpse and there was nothing special about it?
But that was impossible. Didn't Lord Zeng just say that there was an accident during the transportation? If she was really just an ancient corpse, how could there be an accident?
When Su Bai moved his hand away and was about to ask Gyatso behind him, he suddenly found that Gyatso, who was originally standing behind him, had turned into a woman's face.
A woman.
Was staring at him.
Su Bai's surrounding background also turned from his room to a piece of black.
"Heh."
Su Bai couldn't help but laugh.
"Hey, I thought that the transmission signal was not good, but it turned out that the signal was so strong that it almost caused severe radiation."
Gyatso's body also began to slowly disappear and turned into the body of a woman. The woman wore a purple dress and stood coldly in front of Su Bai.
Su Bai knew that he was now in a spiritual space built by himself and the female corpse. It was a communication area formed by the female corpse's response after Su Bai released his senses.
"Hello." Su Bai greeted with a smile.
The female corpse still stared coldly at Su Bai. She didn't say anything, but there was a look of contempt in her eyes, as if she was looking at an idiot.
It couldn't be helped. Now that Su Bai was already an Advanced Listener, he really didn't panic in the face of this female corpse, and there was no need for him to panic. After all, if Gyatso could completely suppress this female corpse, then it would be a piece of cake for him. Even if there was a specialization in this field, he could still use the most unreasonable way to crush her, and the effect would not be any worse than talismans and formations.
"I need your memories and your corpse energy. If you voluntarily offer them to me, I'll keep a trace of your consciousness and help you reincarnate, or find another body for you to reincarnate. Or I'll do it myself, shatter your body and soul, and absorb them by force.
It's your choice. "
Su Bai reached into his pocket and took out a cigarette. Su Bai knew that the cigarette was fake, but for Su Bai, even a puff of ether would not affect him, let alone tobacco. It was purely a personal habit. However, when Su Bai tried to light the cigarette, he couldn't.
"Hehe."
Su Bai knew the woman didn't want him to smoke, so he couldn't light the cigarette. After all, this was a spiritual space built by both of them, so the woman had the right to control it.
The female corpse continued to look at Su Bai.
Just when Su Bai felt like it was meaningless to wait any longer, the woman suddenly nodded.
"Alright."
"So you agreed?" Su Bai shrugged. "What do I have to do to make you offer yourself to me?"
"So you agreed?" Su Bai shrugged. "What do I have to do to cooperate with your sacrifice?"
"…" Su Bai was speechless.
"…" Su Bai.
