The bell rang very rhythmically, and the bell sounded very magical. Li Mubai suddenly jumped wildly in his heart, and secretly stretched out half of his head to look at the ancient temple.

Although it is daytime and the sun shines brightly, the ancient temple is pitch black, and the dilapidated gate is like a huge mouth, chosen to eat people, while the brick walls of the ancient temple have peeled off, revealing a desolate atmosphere everywhere.

Suddenly, Zhang Shu's body was replaced by a yellow Taoist robe. He wore a round and narrow top on his head, and a Tai Chi Bagua pattern embroidered on it. Unexpectedly, the black and yellow hat was covered with a serious face. He pinched a silver bell the size of a palm with his right finger, muttering something in his mouth. As soon as he finished reading it, his left hand suddenly shook and a stack of money paper spread out. The money paper folded and spilled was very particular. It was not an ordinary money paper, but a round shape with a square hole in the middle.

After he finished scattering, he quickly walked forward, and the bell in his hand rang rapidly.

As soon as he left, a man in a straw raincoat appeared behind him, with a big hat on his head. The edges of the hat were covered with airtight black veil, which blocked the sunlight. This man walked strangely, sometimes left and right. What's even more strange was that his movements were very stiff and extremely stiff. Every time he stepped on his feet, he stepped on the money paper, which was accurate.

"Xianyang!"

Li Mubai was slightly shocked and soon knew that the person wearing a straw raincoat was Zhou Xianyang. Zhang Shu actually used Maoshan's corpse-driven technique to control Xianyang's body and put him under his control. He had read the ghost hunting notes before. In addition, in order to prevent Zhang Shu from persecuting him during this period, Bai Han had already told him some secret techniques and some methods about Maoshan, so Li Mubai knew at a glance that this was Maoshan's so-called corpse-driven technique.

Maoshan's corpse driving technique is more powerful than the major corpse driving families in Xiangxi. The disciples of corpse driving families in Xiangxi usually start after night. The deeper the Taoist corpse driving people, don't wait until late at night. Some disciples with shallow Taoist corpse driving have to wait until after midnight, because at that time, the yang energy on the ground will be reduced to the lowest level. If the yang energy on the ground is too heavy, it will not be able to drive it away, and the corpse will not obey the orders.

However, Zhang Shu Daoxing seems not very profound. How could he drive the corpse during the day? Even if something is covering the top of his head, he is down-to-earth under his feet.

wrong!

This is not the case. Every time Zhou Xianyang stepped down, there was a round money paper. This money paper was also called dark money. It can briefly block the contact with the earth energy. The earth energy emitted from the round hole in the middle can stimulate the corpse. More importantly, this is an extremely yin corpse-raising ground. Some of them only have yin energy, so Zhang Shu can temporarily control Zhou Xianyang's corpse during the day.

After Zhang Shu walked for a while, he would recite a spell and sprinkle a large piece of dark money.

This is what Maoshan Technique calls "travel", "Mingqian pioneers the way, and corpses travel around, which is also the rarest method of corpse driving in Maoshan Technique.

Li Mubai was already stunned. He had only heard of it before, but now he actually saw the legendary corpse-driven technique that could drive a dead person. Although it was daytime now, he still couldn't help but feel a chill behind his neck and a sensation in his heart.

Chow Tai Fook had stopped digging. He wiped his sweat and looked at Zhou Xianyang who was walking towards him step by step with a complicated expression.

“Get out of here.”

Zhang Shu had already walked to the edge of the pit, and waved his hand, and a large piece of money paper shook off from his cuffs and fell into the pit.

"Brother Zhang, is it just buried in the soil like this? No coffin is needed? I am afraid that the snakes and insects underground will bite my son's body."

Zhou Dafu's voice choked up and his face was begging.

"This is a corpse-raising site. Do you think it is a normal place? You have dug for so long, but have you seen any snakes, insects, rats and ants? Go and get what I want you to prepare."

Zhang Shu blankly glanced at Zhou Dafu, snorted coldly and spoke. At this moment, Zhou Xianyang was already standing by the side of the pit and did not move.

Because of the sun, a dead white mist appeared on Zhou Xianyang's body, and a faint stench came out. Zhang Shu frowned and reached out to sprinkle it on him, driving away the yang energy contaminated by Zhou Dafu stumbled out of the ancient temple.

He held a few sandalwood sticks in his hand and a dark cloth bag.

The bell in Zhang Shu's hand shook slightly and reached for the pit a little. Zhou Xianyang jumped and fell into the pit, and then lay down. When Zhang Shu saw him lying down, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"ignite!"

After Zhang Shu sprinkled some paper money on the corpse, he spoke coldly.

"Now I want to arrange a seven-star corpse trapping array to cut off the connection between the corpse and the evil spirit. If the arrangement is not successful and the evil spirits are allowed to retrieve the corpse and unite, the entire village will be buried with you. Don't let someone disturb you, know?"

Zhang Shu took the handful of lit sandalwood, suddenly raised his head, looked out of the wall of the ancient temple thoughtfully, and spoke seriously.

Li Mubai was startled and quickly retracted his head.
Chapter completed!