However, he was still a little worried, mainly about the organization that Zhong Liuchuan had mentioned. If he left and they sent people at the same level as the last time, Zhong Liuchuan would not be able to deal with them. It would be a big problem.
"Wait a moment." He called Zhong Liuchuan to the clinic and told him about his concerns.
"You can rest assured that this organization has a process," Zhong Liuchuan said. "If such a powerful trump card was lost, it means that the difficulty of the task has increased greatly. They will re-evaluate it, which requires a process. They will not send anyone over in the short term."
"How long is the short term?"
"One month."
"Alright, I'll be out for a week. I'll have to trouble you to take care of things here."
"Of course, sir."
"Take a good look at this book." Wang Yao handed him a book.
"Is this a medical book?" Zhong Liuchuan took it and was surprised. He wanted to learn Kung Fu, not medicine.
"The book focuses on the meridians and acupoints of the human body. You have to understand and memorize these things. If you want to learn Kung Fu, you have to understand your own body first," Wang Yao explained.
"Yes, sir."
"OK, I will go home and tell my family, and then we will leave immediately," Wang Yao said to Miao Sanding, who was waiting anxiously.
"OK, thank you," Miao Sanding said.
"Sure."
After closing the clinic, Wang Yao went home and told his parents that he was leaving.
"Going on a long trip again?"
"Yes, I have an appointment with a friend. I also want to go and have a look. During this time, you and my father shouldn't go out. If there's anything, wait for me to come back."
"Yes, I know."
After informing his family, Wang Yao and Miao Sanding went directly to Dao City and took a plane to Hongzhou Province.
Hong Zhou Province, in the village at the foot of Ancient Tomb Mountain.
Early in the morning, a few Taoists who had come down from Mount Longhu woke up very early and practiced martial arts in the courtyard. Their speed was very slow and their postures were somewhat strange.
"What kind of fist technique is this?" Liu Sifang was confused.
"Daoist, is breakfast ready?" The people of this mountain village were very hospitable, and the entire Hongzhou Province respected the Daoists of Mount Longhu.
"Thank you."
After breakfast, the three Taoists carefully checked the things they brought with them. After confirming that there was no problem, they were ready to go up the mountain. Liu Sifang followed behind.
"Apprentice-Nephew, you shouldn't go." The old Taoist stopped him.
"Ah?" Liu Sifang was very happy when he heard that. He didn't want to go at all. That place had left a deep shadow in his heart. However, he thought of his senior brother.
"Martial Uncle, I won't go up the mountain. I'll stay at the foot of the mountain. If you need anything, just give me a shout," he said through gritted teeth.
"Oh, that's good too," the old Taoist said with a smile, but the way he looked at Liu Sifang changed.
Previously, he could see that this junior was actually very afraid of the ancient tomb. This was understandable. After all, almost everyone would be afraid of that kind of thing. But obviously, he was afraid but still dared to face it and did something that was within his ability. This was very rare.
"Take these two talismans and place them in front of your chest. As long as you don't get too close, there won't be a problem." He took out two talismans from his pocket and handed them to Liu Sifang.
"Oh, thank you, Martial Uncle."
They set off. It didn't take long for them to arrive at the foot of the mountain.
They first checked. The talismans at the foot of the mountain were still there. Then, they went up the mountain. The talismans in all directions of the shed were still there, but the color had turned yellow. It felt like only one night had passed, but it was as if a hundred years had passed.
"Be careful."
"Yes, Master."
The three people carefully approached the shed. A Taoist took out a piece of talisman paper and stuck it outside the shed. The talisman paper immediately burned and turned into ashes in an instant.
The old Taoist in the lead drew a strange talisman in the air. He then went into the shed first.
The shed was still the same. Everything was there, but the Taoist who came here first was nowhere to be seen.
In the tomb, the statue of the evil spirit still stood there quietly.
"Well, how could it be this thing?" The old Taoist frowned.
"Master, there's blood." A Taoist pointed at the tomb.
There was a line of blood that went all the way to the tomb door at the back of the tomb. It was then cut off by the tomb door.
"The evil spirit is in the way. The guardian vajra?" The old Taoist was not in a hurry to go down the tomb. Instead, he quietly looked at the tomb door on both sides of the tomb.
There was a creak.
The thick stone tomb door seemed to move. It opened a crack.
The bells hanging from the waists of the Daoist priests began to ring, and they sounded very urgent.
Whoosh! Outside the shed, eight pieces of talisman paper in eight directions suddenly burned and turned into ashes.
A hand stretched out from behind the tomb.
"That is?!"
The faces of the two younger Taoist priests were filled with shock.
"How is this possible?!"
At the foot of the mountain, Liu Sifang was smoking and pacing back and forth. He looked up at the mountain from time to time.
"Liu Sifang, you are a big fool. Will you die if you don't talk? "
"Last time, it was the disciple. This time, it is the master. There should be no problem, right?" He reached out and touched the two talismans on his chest.
"Buddha bless, Bodhisattva bless, Taoist master bless, Tianzun bless …"
In the shed, behind the tomb door, a small part of an arm stretched out. The arm was wrapped in a Taoist robe. It was the same Taoist robe as the three Taoist priests outside, but it was stained with a few drops of blood.
"Senior, senior brother?!"
"Ah, the thing I was most worried about still happened!" The old Taoist priest thought.
Go!
The old Taoist priest waved his hand. A piece of talisman paper flew out. It was like a flying knife. It accurately fell on the outstretched arm. The talisman paper burned as soon as it touched it. The arm stopped moving as if it had been fixed. It maintained the posture of wanting to open the tomb door from the inside.
Crack! On the left side of the tomb door, a crack suddenly appeared on the statue of the Demon-subduing Vajra holding the Vajra Pestle.
"Don't let it out." The old Taoist priest's face suddenly changed.
"Ah?!"
Several pieces of talisman paper flew out one after another and fixed on the four corners of the tomb door. They immediately burned after touching it.
The evil ghost blocked the people outside and did not let outsiders in.
The Vajra Guardian suppressed the devil inside and did not let the devil out!
The tomb door could only be opened from the inside. Logically speaking, the thing inside should not wake up at all. However, an accident happened.
At this time, the old Taoist priest suddenly understood.
Crack! The tomb door moved again.
Ah! There seemed to be a deep breathing sound coming from inside.
Crack! The statue of the Demon-subduing Arhat on the right also cracked.
"Can't it be sealed?"
Crack! The tomb door was pushed open with a gap of more than 10 centimeters. Behind the gap, a face and a pair of blood-red eyes could be vaguely seen.
Ah! There was a scream.
"F * ck!" Liu Sifang, who was at the foot of the mountain, threw down the cigarette in his hand and ran. After running a few steps, he stopped and looked back at the mountain.
No one came down.
"Last time, only one was broken. Why are all three of them broken this time?"
His body kept trembling. He was afraid, but he gritted his teeth and decided to wait.
In the shed, a Taoist priest fell to the ground, trembling as if he had been electrocuted.
He woke up.
The old Taoist priest untied the bell on his waist and pressed it on the head of his disciple. In an instant, the Taoist priest stopped trembling, and his eyes became clear again.
"Mind-calming spell," the old Taoist priest said.
After he finished speaking, the two disciples next to him began to chant.
"Ah, it seems that I have to ask senior brother to come over."
He quickly took out something from his bag. It was an ancient bronze mirror, engraved with complicated patterns and symbols.
He turned the bronze mirror in his hand. Immediately, a beam of light shot out from the bronze mirror. It passed through the gap of the tomb door and directly hit the back of the figure behind the door. With a thud, like a drumstick hitting the drum, the vague figure was directly hit and disappeared.
The old Taoist then rushed down the tomb and sealed the door of the tomb with lightning speed. Then, he took out several talismans and pasted them on the door. However, each one he pasted on the door would burn. He muttered something and when he pasted on the twelfth talisman, it finally stopped burning. Then, his disciple who was still conscious came down to help. The master and disciple pasted a total of eighty-one talismans on the door of the tomb.
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