Although the historical development of this world is different from that of the world in Kong Hanan's previous life, there are some similarities in the folk customs.
The charity cemetery was originally a place set up by the clan for clan members to live in. Later, with the development of society, it gradually evolved into a place for storing corpses and coffins.
If the descendants are not well prepared at the moment, they will place the coffins of their ancestors in the charity cemetery. Similarly, if some wanderers or outsiders die and there is no one to collect their bodies, they will be wrapped in a straw mat and placed here.
That year, when Kong Hanan's parents passed away, they also stayed in this charity cemetery for a short period of time. After completing the procedures such as deregistration of the household registration and purchase of the cemetery, Kong Hanan buried them.
There is no underworld in this world. Emperor Dongyue does things casually, and Yizhuang always encounters some strange things, so Kong Hanan was not very willing to come here before.
When he came here before, he was always worried that something would suddenly jump out of a coffin.
"Dongdong"
A faint sound came from a coffin.
Kong Hanan's expression turned strange.
Ma Mian also came out behind him, heard the noise, and looked over.
"Dongdong"
The coffin moved again, and the lid was suddenly lifted to the side.
But the light was dim and the coffin was pitch black, so I didn't know what was inside.
A pale hand slowly stretched out from the coffin.
In the past, Kong Hanan would definitely be scared, but now...
Ma Mian laughed at the side and said:
"What dares to play tricks in front of the ghost?"
When it heard the word "Yincha", the hand paused, changed its palm into a claw, sucked over the coffin lid beside it, and closed it again.
The entire coffin was motionless, as if nothing had happened.
Kong Hanan smiled.
Not many people in this world know about Yincha, and he didn't stay in the underworld for long.
Considering the time difference, I’m afraid it’s not even night yet on earth.
It seems that I met an acquaintance.
It was really Qiaoqiao's mother who met Qiaoqiao as soon as she opened the door. Qiao had arrived home.
A black and white bead appeared out of thin air in Kong Hanan's hand. It was his Yin-Yang Inner Alchemy.
"Ma Mian, open the coffin so I can try out my new magical power."
In the coffin, a pale figure heard the words and grabbed the coffin lid tightly.
He was none other than the ghost cultivator from Yinfeng Mountain, his name was Zhang Dao.
After the incident at the Gu Mansion was over, Zhang Dao blended into the shadows, ran to the charity cemetery, and hid in a coffin.
Just as he was about to heal his wounds, he smelled the scent of a living person. Zhang Dao originally wanted to have a bite to eat, but he didn't expect to run into the evil spirit again.
Currently, the only one who calls himself a Yinchai is the one who broke his spell!
The method of making paper figures is the magic that Zhang Dao is most proud of. It can be said that he has spent his entire life on paper figures. Just look at how he manipulated the paper figure possessed by Gu Zhishan and dealt with the Taoist leader for so long, and you will know his ability.
But the Yin Messenger was broken in a moment, and the pressure transmitted through the soul seal at that time made him tremble.
Now, he has new magical powers?
Didn't you go back to the underworld? Why did you come back?!
A gust of cold wind blew in from the gap in the space. For the first time, Zhang felt that the charity cemetery was so eerie and terrifying.
“Bang, bang!”
Ma Mian started to smash the coffin. Fortunately, this was a retreat left by Zhang Dao. The coffin was strong and Ma Mian couldn't smash it open for a while.
"Alas, it seems that you are taking advantage of me."
Gu Qiang walked out from the gap in space, glanced at Ma Mian, and curled his lips in disdain.
Ma Mian was furious. "Lao Niu and I have different responsibilities. I'm knowledgeable and experienced, while he's incredibly strong. Physical labor isn't my job! Don't just stand there and make sarcastic remarks. If you can do it, go ahead and do it!"
"I can't, but the master took me in first."
Gu Qiang spread his hands.
"Stand aside, I'll do it."
The quarrel between the two people made Kong Hanan's head hurt, so he used his magical power of "Xuanfa Neidan".
In just a moment, Kong Hanan felt that all the strength in his body was drained away, and the black and white Yin-Yang Pill also expanded rapidly.
The target was locked on the coffin, and the inner elixir smashed it down without saying a word.
Kong Hanan: (￣△￣；)
This was Kong Hanan's first active skill in his life, and he never thought about how gorgeous it was.
But when it hit him straight on, it felt like a fight between hooligans on the basketball court, where a basketball hit someone directly.
That's too lame.
Great Emperor, when you impart skills, could you please be a little more dignified? If you do this, I'm embarrassed to say you taught me.
Although this skill has no special effects, it is at least practical. The inner elixir directly smashed the coffin lid into pieces.
"ha!"
Ma Mian stood by, waiting for this moment. Yellow light spurted out of his mouth and headed straight for the coffin.
But there was nothing in the coffin except a paper man.
The ghost cultivator cultivated his Yin energy, and when his inner elixir expanded, Zhang Dao felt something was wrong, so he cast a life-saving spell and transformed himself into a paper man.
After the blow, Kong Hanan had no strength left, not even the strength to speak. He was at a loss for the time being.
Not to mention Gu Qiang, he has never practiced cultivation. If it weren't for doing things for the boss, Kong Hanan wouldn't have accepted him.
Although Ma Mian was normal, he had no way to deal with the paper man.
No one knew what material the paper figure was made of, but it was impervious to water and fire, and could not be torn or crumpled. Even Ma Mian's breath could not penetrate it, so he could only stand there helplessly and furiously.
"Ma Er, fold up that paper man. I don't believe he'll never come out again. Go home first. We'll go find the Taoist leader tomorrow."
The inner elixir was retracted into the body and began to rotate at high speed. The yin and yang energies burst out from the inner elixir. Kong Hanan finally recovered a little. This skill had no effect, so he decided not to use it in the future.
Ma Mian had no choice but to fold the paper man into a small paper bag, handed it to Kong Hanan, and then changed it into a horse form.
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