Chapter 41 Slavery

The village chief sighed, stood up, walked over to me, helped me up, and then asked me to sit on a chair. I wanted to resist and push the damn old man away, but I couldn't control my body. I started to move, and I felt stiff all over, and a cold air invaded my body.

"This kid went to patrol the cemetery with me last night, and then he seemed to be frightened. He couldn't sleep all night, so his face looked so bad."

"patrol?"

The village chief nodded and said with a sad face, "As for the matter that I mentioned to you and Taoist priest some time ago, Honggang Village is unlucky. A lot of things have been stolen for no reason during this period. The corpses are all in the cemetery. I have received reports from many families, so I thought of taking Zhang Jun to check."

"Ah, that's it." Emperor Guan nodded suddenly, as if he had known about this for a long time. He looked at me and asked, "Zhang Jun, did you see anything unclean in the cemetery? Otherwise, it's up to you to Your knowledge shouldn’t be so frightened by a mere cemetery, right?”

Before I had time to think about anything, I found that my mouth was moving "on its own" and said, "That's not true. The main reason is that I have been feeling unwell for the past two days. Taoist Master, you don't have to worry."

Guan Tianzi frowned, looked at me doubtfully for a while, and then said after a long time, "Zhang Jun, although I can't tell you the details, I feel that your kid may have received some evil energy from something unclean in your body. You're feeling a little weak, so you should take a good rest during this period."

"I know, Taoist priest Buluo is worried."

Afterwards, the village chief said he had something to discuss with Emperor Guan, and sent me out of the warehouse. After Emperor Guan left, I returned to the warehouse again. The atmosphere in the room was quiet, and the village chief stared at me with a half-smiling look on his face.

"What, you're not running away?"

Seeing me standing motionless, the village chief Jie Jie laughed twice and said sarcastically.

"What on earth did you do to me? Why is my body out of my control!" I shouted angrily, and when I saw the village chief, he stared at me with a joking look on his face, showing no intention of answering me. He couldn't help but punch the village chief in the face.

Then no one was hit, and the severe pain in my mind took effect again. I screamed and rolled on the ground holding my head.

"Zhang Jun'er, listen to me now. I'll give you two choices - one is to listen to me and do things according to my instructions. In this case, I can help you relieve your pain, haha... As for This second option is also very simple."

The village chief stretched out his finger and gently touched my eyebrows. The smile on his face disappeared and he said coldly, "That means being tortured to death by the pain of thousands of ants eating my heart. After that, I will suck it dry." Your three souls and seven souls will turn you into a mummy!"

"Old man, who are you? Why do you want to steal corpses..."

The village chief stood up and said leisurely with his hands behind his back, "Of course it is to practice my Corpse Emperor Sutra... Haha, when I have absorbed the corpse energy of a hundred corpses, that will be the day when the Corpse Emperor Sutra is completed! By then... .I don’t have to hang around in this remote place anymore, hahaha!”

"The Corpse Emperor Sutra ...?"

I was stunned for a moment, and after thinking hard for a while, I finally remembered what the Corpse Emperor Sutra was, and my expression changed drastically at that moment. As a descendant of an underground burial master, it was impossible for me not to have heard stories about the Corpse Emperor Sutra, but I never expected that the head of the small Honggang Village would actually be a practitioner of the Corpse Emperor Sutra.

This is an extremely evil magic, even more evil than the Burial Scripture. Practicing the Burial Scripture will cause the practitioner to be poisoned, but the Burial Scripture is after all a spell used by underground burial masters to drive away demons and monsters in the world, but it only comes at a heavy cost.

But the nature of the Corpse Emperor Sutra is completely different. If a living person practices the Corpse Emperor Sutra, he will eventually turn himself into a corpse demon that will be excluded from the three realms of heaven, earth and man. Although he can become a corpse demon after becoming a corpse demon, Gaining the ability to live forever is no longer a way to live.

Now the doubts in my mind were completely solved. I said why the village chief wanted to steal the corpse. It turned out that he wanted to absorb the corpse energy from the corpse so that his body could decay little by little. After he had absorbed enough corpse energy, he will become a real corpse demon. Moreover, the village chief just said that he wanted to absorb the corpse aura of a hundred corpses, which means that his goal is probably to become that hundred-year-old corpse monster.

If a hundred-year-old corpse monster appeared in the small Honggang Village, almost all the living people in the village would suffer, and the consequences would be unimaginable.

"I think you are also Zhang Changsheng after all. The grandson of a dignified underground burial master. There is no way he doesn't know the power of my corpse emperor. Mr. Zhang, I happen to be in need of a helper here. If you are wise, just follow me. , when I master my skills, I will certainly benefit from you, how about it?"

When the village chief proposed this to me, of course I refused without even thinking about it. Are you kidding me? If I help the village chief do something that damages my moral character, I guess my fate in the future will not be much better than practicing the Burial Sutra. . When the village chief saw me, he refused immediately and didn't give him any face. His face was stunned, and he roared angrily and slapped me in the face.

Then I felt my scalp begin to tingle again, and then a terrible pain swept over me, as if a thousand steel needles were piercing my brain at the same time. I yelled miserably, holding my head and rolling around, tears and runny nose flowing out from the severe pain.

From the outside, my body didn't seem to have any changes, but the severe pain from the inside out was more profound and unforgettable than any pain I had experienced so far. And it was obvious that the choice now rested entirely with the village chief as to whether I would continue to suffer this inhuman pain.

So my persistence could not last for half an hour, and I collapsed under the torture of this severe pain. I agreed to the village chief to be his assistant and stayed with him until the day when he achieved great success in cultivating the Corpse Emperor Sutra. Help him steal corpses, refine corpses, and refine corpse energy for him to absorb.

Under the supervision of the village chief, I did not dare to tell Wang Ermazi the truth of the matter. I only said that the client's tomb had been stolen long ago, leaving only a wax figure. After that, I was tied to the village chief almost all the time, and the Baishi store my father left behind could only be closed temporarily.

I follow the village chief every day. During the day, I have to stay in that remote, deserted small warehouse almost all day long to help the village chief dispose of the corpses. He gave me a prescription and used the herbs to refine a special medicinal oil for him according to the prescription. This medicinal oil was applied to the body and soaked in a black jar filled with salt water. Turned into a pool of special blood.

At night, I went out with the village chief in disguise to steal corpses. I did all the hard work, almost like a slave, but I was not allowed to resist at all. Once I resisted, I would be killed. Severe pain. After digging out all the rotting corpses from the coffins, the village chief will perform a spell to temporarily inject corpse energy from his own body into the corpses, allowing them to gain mobility.

When I go back, I will walk at the front in the gloomy woods, holding the black rope around the necks of these corpses in my hand, leading them towards the warehouse. After bringing all the corpses back to the warehouse, I continued to refine the medicinal oil, while the village chief took off his clothes and sat in the black jar, soaking in the blood water made from the corpses.

I don’t know what the village chief did to me. During the period of time when I was controlled and enslaved by the village chief, I didn’t feel any fatigue. I worked almost endlessly to help the village chief 24 hours a day. , I feel that my body is getting weaker and weaker, and my mind is gradually becoming numb, but I don’t feel any sleepiness.

One night, I was dragged by the village chief to Nanshanling, which is the most famous mass grave near Honggang Village. It is said that more than 30 years ago, Honggang Village was not the only village here. At that time, there were five or six mass graves. The villages were close together, but in the end due to an abnormal plague, two-thirds of the people died, and only Honggang Village was left. This is why there are many wastelands near Honggang Village.

The Nanshan Ridge is densely wooded and the roads are winding. To be honest, there are no decent roads at all. It was dark at night, so I just followed the village chief. If he hadn't led the way, I wouldn't have known it. Where is the cemetery?

At that time, the plague came and went faster. People died in piles, just like garbage, without any respect or proper treatment. In order to control the further spread of the plague, people were dug into holes everywhere. Buried in the woods of Nanshan Ridge. Throwing it into the water is absolutely not allowed. Once the corpse rots and pollutes the water source, the plague will spread more easily.

Recently, there have been frequent corpse thefts in Honggang Village. The reason is of course that the village chief has been stealing corpses. The villagers of Honggang Village will spontaneously patrol and explore the cemetery with tombstones on the north side at night. Stealing corpses is not like before. Easy. So the village chief took me to this Nanshan Ridge this time.

Almost everyone in Honggang Village turned pale when talking about the plague that happened more than thirty years ago. The old people in the village were extremely excited when talking about it. But I vaguely remember that the most famous rumor about Nanshan Ridge, known as the mass grave, is still the will-o'-the-wisp.

To say how many corpses there are in Nanshan Ridge, it would be an exaggeration to say that there are corpses buried under almost every tree growing in Nanshan Ridge. Therefore, the rumors about Nanshan Ridge are also the most evil. It is said that many descendants of the dead villagers wanted to find the bodies of their relatives and take them back to set up tombstones. However, they never came out after entering Nanshan Ridge.

In addition, there are also people who say that they see their relatives walking around in the woods of Nanshan Ridge during the day. At night, there will be female ghosts pretending to be outsiders and tricking men into Nanshan Ridge to eat them. Anyway, there are rumors similar to this kind of evil sect. Just a little more.

In fact, in a small and remote rural village like Honggang Village, the police force at the police station is almost a decoration. However, the police at the police station still went to great lengths to build a fence around Nanshan Ridge and specially set up a sign - the wooden sign was painted with red paint. There are four big words painted on it: Strictly No Entry or Exit.

The village chief himself was obviously a half-dead monster, but he seemed a little frightened when he brought me to the Nanshan Ridge. He ordered me to fight quickly and dig out a few bones from the ground as soon as possible.

I don’t know if it’s a good thing or a bad thing. That night, under the order of the village chief, I dug as soon as I found the ground with a shovel. As soon as I dug, I found a white corpse. I thought to myself that the mass grave was really worthy of its name. In less than two hours, a total of more than twenty corpses were dug up.

Some were still wearing tattered cloth, while others were so corroded that their bones were turning black and yellow. After the village chief infused these corpses with corpse energy, I saw a dark green aura surrounding the corpses, and then the rotting flesh grew little by little attached to the bones. If I hadn't witnessed this horrific scene with my own eyes, I would never have believed that such a thing existed in the world.