Chapter 3: Extremely Yin Fate, Corpses Stacked Up in Vertical Coffins!
Zhao Degang studied under Longhu Mountain and is the third generation disciple of Longhu Mountain. He is also a serious black-robed Taoist priest.

He knew very well how important an extremely yin character in one's birth chart was to one's fate.

simply put.

People with this kind of fate are actually people with unfortunate luck.

From the moment you are born.

They are destined to face endless hardships and disasters.

Not only that.

Such people will find it difficult to enjoy wealth and glory in their lives, and they will also suffer from misfortunes from heaven.

All relatives and friends around you will be plagued by bad luck.

In the worst case, the family will be destroyed and the whole family will be ruined.

However, everything has two sides.

Although people with extremely yin fate are not kind to humans.

But it is extremely suitable for refining corpses and offering sacrifices to ghosts.

If such a person harbors resentment after death, it is easy for him to turn into an evil corpse and bring disaster to the world.

In the past, cremation was not yet popular.

Those evil cultists who like to practice unconventional methods like to find people with this kind of fate to raise and refine their corpses.

Zhao Degang felt that the reason why the little girl who was transformed into red clothes by them turned against Tiangang and turned into a fierce ghost to claim his life was because of her.

It is very likely related to her father.

"Master Zhao, can you handle that red-dressed ghost girl? I was really scared by her yesterday."

Just as Zhao Degang was hesitating, Wang Zhennan suddenly handed him a cigarette.

Zhao Degang took the cigarette, lit it, took two strong puffs, and then slowly said, "Don't worry, you are the lord of a city, and you have the royal aura on you. That little ghost has just become powerful and can't get close to you. At most, he can only scare you."

Hearing this, Wang Zhennan felt relieved.

Then he took out two stacks of banknotes from the drawer and stuffed them into Zhao Degang's hands with a smile.

"Master Zhao, you have profound Taoist skills. Why don't you find a way to take her in? Otherwise, she will always come to scare me. How can I live in the future?"

Zhao Degang weighed the banknotes in his hand, curled his lips, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I beat that little ghost seriously yesterday, and she won't come out in a short time. However, the red-clothed fierce ghost has a very strong grudge. If we want to eliminate the trouble forever, we can only let her soul fly away."

Wang Zhennan asked hurriedly: "Then how can we make her soul fly away?"

Zhao Degang counted with his fingers: "The soul is inseparable from the body, and the resentment is not entangled. If we want to make her soul fly away, we must find her body first."

Wang Zhennan hesitated for a moment, then took out two stacks of banknotes from the drawer.

"Master Zhao, it's not convenient for me to come forward on this matter, so I'm relying on you."

"Brother Zhennan, what are you talking about? Although I am in the secular world, it is my duty to eliminate demons and defend the Dao. I will take care of this matter."

Two hours later.

Zhao Degang found Chen Li's home based on the address provided by Wang Zhennan.

But the house has changed hands now.

When he found this place.

The new owner of the house is inviting a group of old ladies to chant Buddhist scriptures.

Zhao Degang found out only after asking.

It turns out that this house is also haunted.

Every night, there would be a little girl in red clothes hanging on the beam in the house, shouting things like "Dad, I'm scared", which was very scary.

"Damn it, if I had known this house was haunted, I wouldn't have bought it. It's really true that cheap things don't come cheap."

The new owner of the house cursed and his words seemed full of grievances.

Zhao Degang said nothing when he heard this.

Wang Zhennan had previously used means to completely block the news about the murder that had occurred here.

The man in front of me bought this house for the sake of cheapness. It can only be said that it is karma.

Look at those old ladies who are chanting Buddhist scriptures.

The words "Namo Amitabha" were repeated over and over again.

You can tell at first glance that he is here to defraud you of your money.

It would be weird if they could save the souls of the dead!

"Brother, listen to my advice and move out of here as soon as possible. Living here is not good for you."

After admonishing the new owner of the house, Zhao Degang turned and left.

After that, he went to several crematoriums in Hangzhou.

With the help of Wang Zhennan.

There he successfully read through nearly two months' worth of funeral lists.

But surprisingly, he did not find Chen Qiaoer's name on those lists.

The daughter was killed.

The house changed hands.

And Chen Li himself has been missing for more than a month.

Things have been linked together over the past few years.

Finally, Zhao Degang realized the seriousness of the problem. Thinking of the unusual sound of dry thunder in the sky over Hangzhou last night, he immediately thought of a place.

Mass graves in the barren hills.

at the same time.

The deepest part of the mass grave.

A pale and skinny old man was squatting on the ground, burying an upright blood coffin into the ground with his hands stained with blood.

"Good boy, I didn't expect the resentment in you to be so deep."

"The corpse-refining method I told you last time is not some folk remedy, but was passed down by the ancestors of the corpse-driving ancestor in Xiangxi."

"With the resentment in you, if you can be successfully born, you will at least be a flying zombie-level zombie."

"But your power is limited after all. Even if you have an extremely yin fate, it may be difficult for you to come out. I will lend you a helping hand."

After filling the last handful of soil, the old man bent his body and slowly stood up from the ground.

At this moment, a gust of cold wind came out and lifted up the black shirt he was wearing outside.

I saw a red Taoist robe faintly visible under the black shirt.

There are seven levels of Taoist Heavenly Masters.

The depth of Taoism can be divided into purple, red, yellow, blue, white, black and green from high to low.

The purple-robed Heavenly Master is in the lead.

The green-robed Taoist priest is the worst.

The old man was wearing a red Taoist robe and was familiar with the art of corpse-driving in western Hunan.

In accordance with the Taoist rules and regulations.

This person's status in Taoism is second only to the Red Robe Heavenly Master, who is second only to the Purple Robe Heavenly Master.

"The heavens are full of energy, and my Taoist sun is prosperous."

"Since cremation was introduced, there haven't been any zombies in the world for a long time."

"Those guys in Longhu Mountain are well-fed and well-clothed."

"But life is not easy for us Taoist priests. No one believes in fortune-telling, and we are accused of being liars if we do feng shui. If this continues, we Taoist priests will probably disappear from this world."

Looking at the grave under his feet, the old Taoist felt extremely complicated at this moment.

Yes.

He just wanted to use Chen Li, who had an extremely yin fate, to personally refine a zombie.

He was also the one who had cheated Chen Li of all his money.

The reason why he did this was to make Chen Li full of resentment towards the world, so that his corpse refining would be smoother.

Because only zombies reappeared in this world.

Only those displaced people like them will be taken seriously.

Light and shadow are interdependent.

Only now.

They were supposed to be the 'light', but instead they became dark shadows.

"Boy, don't blame me, we all just do what we need!"

"Only if you turn into a flying zombie and wreak havoc on the world can my life be improved."

The old Taoist sighed and prepared to leave.

However, just as he turned around.

A bloody hand suddenly broke out of the ground and grabbed his ankle.

"It's not time yet, go back."

The old Taoist snorted coldly, then immediately took out a handful of glutinous rice from his pocket and pressed it on the bloody hand.

"Zizzizi~"

The bloody hand that was stained by the glutinous rice immediately began to emit black smoke.

But the bloody hand did not loosen, instead it held even tighter.

Seeing this, the old Taoist quickly offered up a yellow talisman to suppress the corpse.

"The sun rises in the east. I grant you a magic talisman to sweep away all evil. The Supreme Lord Lao is as urgent as a command!"

"--puff!"

The yellow talisman spontaneously combusted and fell onto the bloody hand.

But still nothing works.

The flame on the yellow talisman was instantly extinguished by the corpse qi.

"how is this possible?"

Now the old Taoist finally panicked.

He quickly took out a copper coin sword entangled with an ink line from his arms.

But before he could take the next step.

He was pulled into the ground by the bloody hand.

(End of this chapter)