The corpse was in a posture of worship, kneeling before the statue. Even a practicing monk would be ashamed of his prostration in such a devout posture.

It was as if this person suddenly lost his life during the pilgrimage, and was frozen here, waiting for time to smooth everything out, and then he was discovered by Lu Ban.

"This may be a person who got lost in the mountain and took shelter from the rain. This mountain is very strange. In addition to those formations, there are some lingering weirdness."

Tang Que also noticed the body. She said something briefly, squatted down again, took out rubber gloves, put on a mask and checked.

"About 30 years old, male, died a long time ago. This mountain is foggy and humid, so he decayed for a long time. Look, this is the mark left by the decay of his internal organs, which burst his stomach and flowed out of his buttocks."

Tang Que didn't care about the dirtiness of the corpse at all. Instead, he pointed to a pool of black stuff under the straw.

"Thank you, I just finished my meal and I feel my digestion is much better."

Lu Ban thanked him.

"After a person dies, the body softens and incontinence occurs. Then it starts to stiffen. When it is completely stiff, it softens again. The last thing you see is a scene that makes you want to vomit. Normally, it is difficult to maintain this posture."

Tang Que examined the body's head, bones, etc.

"There were no obvious injuries or broken bones. He probably died of cold or illness. Of course, there could also be some mysterious cause of death."

Just when Tang Que wanted to check the face of the corpse and grabbed the head with his hand, suddenly, the corpse seemed to come alive and bit Tang Que's hand!

"!!!"

Tang Que hesitated for a moment, and his hand wearing a plastic glove was already bitten by the toothless mouth, and was about to break through the rubber and touch the skin.

The next moment, Tang Que raised her other hand, which swelled at a speed visible to the naked eye. Without hesitation, she punched the corpse.

Bang——

The corpse, along with the nearby straw and the wall behind, were blown through by this punch, and the courtyard and woods behind could be seen.

Lu Ban only now realized that his estimate was wrong. Tang Que estimated that he could kill ten Qin Tiantians with one punch.

"I'm sorry, I did it subconsciously."

Tang Que still held the skull of the corpse in his hand and said something to it.

After seeing this scene, Lu Ban roughly understood what was going on.

The punch that Tang Que threw just now was definitely not something a normal human could do.

Even Tyson couldn't do it.

This is the extraordinary ability of the corpse tailor.

Lu Ban imagined it and estimated that if this group of people went out, they would be able to conquer the world with one punch.

The bodies lying down should be carefully examined to see them off to the final resting place.

The corpses that were unwilling to lie down were beaten until they lay down obediently, and this was their final resting place.

Very reasonable.

No wonder he is called the "corpse stitcher". The corpse that was pierced by this punch is probably only five, six, seven or eight pieces left, and it has to be stitched together.

Thinking about it this way, maybe what the Paper Cutter meant was that after getting rid of those restless guys, there wouldn't even be any corpses left, so they could only make paper figures to deal with them.

It makes sense.

No wonder Blind Zhang Ye came up the mountain trail so quickly.

"What's wrong?"

Outside the Taoist temple, Qi Ye poked his head in and saw the strange statue. He was shocked and a little flustered. But when he saw the hole that Tang Que had punched through, his sunglasses could not hide his expression.

"There's a weird thing here, don't worry, I solved it."

Tang Que showed a hearty smile.

“It’s really hard to break.”

Lu Ban couldn't help but sigh.

"You wanna try it, little brother?"

Tang Que glanced at Lu Ban.

"I'm sorry, I don't have a driver's license."

Lu Ban answered decisively.

"drving license?"

Tang Que stood up and threw the skull onto the altar.

"This person is dead, but not completely dead. Perhaps some kind of power has allowed him to retain his last bit of energy. In short, he is very strange. He is neither a zombie nor a corpse."

"Is this also part of the competition?"

Lu Ban asked Qi Ye who had finally put on his sunglasses.

"How could this be? I'll ask Brother He to take a look."

The Seventh Master called out and found He Chong.

He Chong came over with a little impatience, but after seeing the dead man's skull, his expression immediately became serious.

He took off his sunglasses, and there seemed to be a light brewing in his eyes.

In He Chong's field of vision, he saw that the skull was emitting a deep black mist. The black mist was like mud, swirling around the skull and gradually spreading around.

"This thing is not simple."

He Chong sighed and glanced at Lu Ban beside him.

He felt as if his eyes were being stabbed hard with fingers, or as if red-hot coal tongs were inserted into them and stirred vigorously. The burning sensation spread from his brain to his bones, making him break out in a cold sweat and his body temperature seemed to have dropped to freezing point.

"ah!"

He Chong screamed and covered his eyes.

He couldn't even see clearly what was around Lu Ban.

Seeing this, Lu Ban hurried forward.

He originally thought that He Chong had already seen him with his Yin-Yang eyes, and thought that He Chong's Taoism was much higher than his great-grandson's, so he was not affected. He didn't expect that He Chong had never seen him before.

"Mr. He, don't worry, this is normal."

Lu Ban comforted.

"???"

At this moment, He Chong, who had lost his sight, heard Lu Ban's voice and just thought, "Bullshit!"

How is this normal?

This guy is even darker than a ghost!

He wanted to scream, but soon, He Chong came to his senses.

It would only take a few minutes for someone with Lu Ban's power to kill me.

If I talk nonsense now, I might be crushed to ashes by Lu Ban and turned into a skull.

He decided to shut up.

"I'm fine. I'm fine."

After closing the Yin-Yang Eyes, He Chong finally opened his eyes.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Lu Ban smiling at him.

He Chong was so frightened that he jumped up quickly.

"It was just that I saw that the evil spirit here was very strong, and I panicked for a moment."

He Chong glanced at Lu Ban and saw his kind smile.

He Chong smiled in return.

"I've never seen a statue of God before."

Du Ming touched his chin. The more he looked at the statue, the weirder it seemed to him.

"Haven't you been here before?"

Curious baby Lu Ban asked.

"You may not know this, but this place is not accessible normally. It is only accessible once every ten years."

"By the way, I just found something in the guest room, you can take a look."

He took out another thread-bound book with a yellowed cover.

Lu Ban saw the few calligraphy words written on the cover of the book.

"The Secret Scripture of Crane Ming in Nine Chapters".

Good job.

Lu Ban exclaimed, "Wow!" He never expected that the legend of Taoist Heming was not only circulating in the Wasted City, but also in this world.

"Heming? I've never heard of this name."

Shi Buwen pondered to himself.

"What's written in here?"

Qi Ye became curious and watched Du Ming about to open it.