Chapter 135 Knocking on the Coffin
After hearing what Li Daoxuan said, Zhao Laosan looked a little stunned.

He didn't expect that the boy in front of him, who was only eleven or twelve years old, could understand so many things.

This kind of intelligence is simply frightening.

When he was eleven or twelve years old, he was just an ignorant boy, but the young Taoist priest in front of him was able to clearly analyze the ins and outs of everything he encountered. It was true that heroes emerge from youth.

"Haha, what the young Taoist priest said is true." Zhao Laosan admitted frankly. "When I first saw that the young Taoist priest was a Taoist priest, I wanted him to be the dice."

"As dice?" Li Daoxuan asked in confusion. Aren't ordinary chess pieces chess pieces? What does this dice mean?
"It's just because I don't know whether I should save my father." Zhao Laosan smiled bitterly. "Perhaps you still don't understand? I want my father to die, but I don't want him to die. No matter what, he is my father, the biological father who has raised me for many years. I don't know what to do. I hate him, but I am grateful to him. I can't kill him with my own hands."

"So when you saw me for the first time, you wanted me to help you make this decision?" Li Daoxuan understood the meaning of "dice" in Zhao Laosan's words.

"Yes." Zhao Laosan nodded. "I was thinking at the time, if the Taoist priest really has the ability to save my father, I will save him. If the Taoist priest can't save my father, I will kill him."

"." Li Daoxuan was still shocked by what Zhao Laosan said. He didn't understand why Zhao Laosan was so conflicted. On the one hand, he wanted to kill his father, and on the other hand, he wanted to save his father because of filial piety.

Perhaps seeing Li Daoxuan's confusion, Zhao Laosan smiled at him.

Then Zhao Laosan took out a big pipe and a copper pull, opened the lid of the copper pull, picked up a piece of paste with a cigarette stick and filled it with it, then moved close to the oil lamp at hand to light it.

Seeing him smoking opium, Li Daoxuan knew that he was an opium addict. Only people who smoke opium for many years would be so familiar with the movements. Perhaps because of years of martial arts practice, Zhao Laosan still looks young and energetic.

"This is not a good thing." Li Daoxuan said coldly.

"This stuff can help me relieve my boredom." Zhao Laosan sighed, took a big sip of the opium he had just lit, and then put it out.

He put down his pipe and tapped his fingers on the stone table. "Young Taoist priest, you might be wondering why I love and hate my father."

"Yes." Li Daoxuan nodded. "Very contradictory."

"Yeah, it's very contradictory." Zhao Laosan murmured. "In fact, my father loved me very much. He would buy me whatever I wanted since I was a child. He was always very strict with my eldest and second brothers, but very tolerant with me. But he did something... something that made me hate him forever."

"What's the matter?" Li Daoxuan asked curiously.

"Do you know why our old house is so desolate that there is not even a servant to guard it?" Zhao Laosan asked Li Daoxuan.

"Could it be a problem with the feng shui of this old house?" Li Daoxuan was very curious, but he had also looked at the feng shui of this old house. Although it was not auspicious as that of dragon and phoenix, it was also considered pretty good.

If it is taken care of carefully, there will be no problem for Fukuzawa's descendants.

"No, it's just because there is a secret in this old house." Zhao Laosan sneered. "In the ancestral hall in the backyard of this family, my grandfather's body is placed and it has not been buried for ten years."

"Your grandfather hasn't been buried for ten years?!" Li Daoxuan was shocked. He found it hard to imagine that in the feudal era when filial piety was the norm, there were still people who could keep the body of their elders unburied for ten years.

"Haha, ten years without burial is nothing. My father and my brothers even turned my grandfather into a corpse! My grandfather and I have had a deep relationship since childhood, but they just wanted the so-called glory and wealth, just for the wealth! They listened to the evil words and turned my dead grandfather into a corpse. Then they enshrined him in the ancestral hall and sacrificed him with living people every year!" The third brother Zhao became more and more angry, his eyes full of hatred and confusion. "They said that my grandfather would bless the Zhao family with wealth, make the Zhao family's business prosperous and make a lot of money, and change the Zhao family's fortune, making the Zhao family a wealthy and powerful family."

"You killed your second brother because of this?"

"hehe."

"This is too absurd. Can a corpse change the feng shui fortune? Aren't you afraid of bad luck? Who taught you this?" Li Daoxuan asked puzzled. He had heard of moving the graves of ancestors to change the family's fortune, but he had never heard of offering sacrifices to corpses to change the family's fortune. After all, only a place with evil yin can refine corpses and raise corpses. Corpses and fortune don't go together, so how can it get better?

"I don't know who taught me this, but I heard my father mention the eldest young master of the Wang family when he talked about this matter." Zhao Laosan shook his head and sighed. "But maybe this method is really useful. Since my grandfather was refined into a corpse for sacrifice, the fortune of our family has indeed improved. Business is getting more and more prosperous. Not only did we do business in Jinling, we also opened shops in Zhenjiang Prefecture and Yangzhou Prefecture. In the past ten years, we have gone from being an ordinary small landlord to the largest family in Dingjiao Town."

"Good times will come after bad times." Li Daoxuan sighed. "Have you ever heard of the method of gathering blessings and seizing energy, Third Young Master?"

"Gathering blessings and taking away energy? What does that mean?" Zhao Laosan asked puzzledly.

"You should have a Xuanmen master, right?"

"Have."

"It seems your master didn't teach you much."

"I am just an outer disciple temporarily accepted by the master." Zhao Laosan said briefly, seeming reluctant to talk about his master.

"Okay, let me tell you about this method of gathering blessings and seizing qi." Li Daoxuan thought for a moment, and then spoke seriously about this evil spell. "The method of gathering blessings and seizing qi can be regarded as an evil spell. It often transforms extreme yin into virtual yang to gather the luck of a family. This method is extremely strange. If you use living sacrifices to forcibly gather luck, often the luck of a family that can last for a hundred years is gathered in just ten years. Although this is good, it also overdraws the luck that should have been there. When the luck gathers to the extreme, use this method to seize the luck, and you can turn blessings into evil spirits, and turn extreme yang into extreme yin, thus refining a vicious zombie."

These are the methods recorded in "The Theory of Rebirth" and are also the evil magic performed by the Taoist himself.

Li Daoxuan had just listened to what Zhao Laosan said, and he couldn't help but think of this evil magic.

"What will happen after your luck is taken away?" Zhao Laosan asked seriously.

"The family whose luck is taken away will naturally be broken up, without descendants. Anyone related to them will not be able to escape the bad omen. So this method may seem to bring great joy in the early stages, but it is actually extremely vicious later on. Once people know about it, they will be despised by the entire Xuanmen." Li Daoxuan said.

"And if I'm not mistaken, can the ancestral hall in the Third Young Master's home look clean even if no one is taking care of it?"

"That's right." Zhao Laosan nodded.

"Before, whether it was a corpse or a corpse evil, it was still easy to deal with, but now it seems that the body of your grandfather in this ancestral hall has reached the point of turning into a zombie. If some time passes, the zombie will come out of the coffin and kill people, and those who will be killed are all relatives. By then, no one in your Zhao family will be spared, and it won't be long before your family members are extinct." Li Daoxuan looked at Zhao Laosan and told him the seriousness of the matter.

After all, zombies are not good things. If they turn into hairy zombies or flying zombies, even the real person from Xuanmen will find it difficult to subdue them.

When we encountered the hairy zombies in Longling, many people died.

Even the Taoist was killed by the hairy zombie, and he was the one who collected the ashes in the end.

If Bai Li and a group of martial arts people had not joined forces to deal with the hairy zombie, the hairy zombie would have killed everyone.

"It's so serious!" Zhao Laosan couldn't sit still. After hearing the consequences of a corpse turning into a zombie, his expression became anxious.

"I can indeed hear strange noises these days, but the noises are very small, and they seem to come from the coffin." Zhao Laosan stroked his chest and looked at Li Daoxuan with some uneasiness.

Just when Li Daoxuan was about to say something, a dull knocking sound was suddenly heard.

Dong—dongdong—dongdongdong—

(End of this chapter)