Chapter 130: The old Taoist performs a magic trick, and the Buddhist disciple Sanye turns into a corpse
Everyone looked at the man, and it turned out to be Qin Muchen.
"Third Master!" The shareholders opened their eyes wide in disbelief: "You, you're back?"
"Aren't you dead? The video of you being killed is circulating everywhere on the Internet."
Qin Muchen looked at Qin Ling who was about to sit in his seat and said, "Brother, are you so anxious to sit in my seat?"
"No, that's impossible!" Qin Ling looked at him in astonishment: "You're not dead?"
"I clearly ordered people to collect your body, and I also found your lost Buddhist beads."
After seeing the video online, he hurried to the scene to confirm the truth.
A charred body was found in a blood-stained room, so it was assumed that he was the dead one.
Qin Muchen's Buddhist beads are a talisman that he always wears, and he will never let go of them unless he dies.
But he didn't watch Meng Fuling's live broadcast and didn't know that he threw the Buddhist beads out himself.
"The corpse on the ground?" Qin Muchen scolded coldly, "That's just the groom who was skinned dead."
The groom was tall and somewhat similar to Qin Muchen, and the charred corpse was beyond recognition after all.
Based on these two points, he confirmed that this was Qin Muchen's body, but he didn't know that he had already been sent to the hospital.
Qin Ling was so anxious to take the CEO position that he didn't investigate the matter in detail.
"Get out of the way!" Qin Muchen glanced coldly at his seat: "This is my seat."
Qin Ling left his seat with a gloomy expression and a helpless look, staring fiercely at his face: "You are not Qin Muchen at all!"
"You're clearly dead, yet a dead person is standing in front of us. Could you be a ghost?"
"Ghost?" Qin Muchen's eyes were gloomy. "Brother, do you know what you are talking about?"
"Everyone has seen the skin corpse that can change its skin, right?" He pointed at Qin Muchen angrily.
"I now suspect that you are the skin corpse, but an evil ghost wearing Muchen's skin."
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was shocked.
Qin Ling dared to accuse Qin Muchen of being a deadly corpse to his face. Ah Cheng immediately stepped forward and said, "You're so alarmist! You actually accused my Third Master of being a deadly corpse."
"If not, then how do you explain your resurrection from the dead?" Qin Ling said as he took out his phone and opened the video.
"Did you see that? This is a screenshot of the live broadcast. The person died on the spot!"
"I just fainted!" Qin Muchen explained, "Brother, please see clearly whether I am a human or a ghost."
Qin Ling would do anything to seize the throne, and immediately bit back.
"Qin Muchen, is Meng Fuling, the woman with unknown origins beside you, the murderer of my son?"
They were confusing right and wrong. It was obvious that they had lent Qin Muchen's life to his son, but now he was the murderer.
"That Meng Fuling is used to using some shady and evil magic. I wonder if you are also a corpse in human skin, trying to impersonate my third brother and seize power."
The shareholders nearby all looked nervous and felt uneasy after hearing this.
"Enough!" Qin Muchen shouted coldly: "Brother, what on earth do you want to do?"
"What do you want to do?" Qin Ling seemed to have been prepared for this. "Isn't it easy to find out if you are a skin corpse?"
"Of course I have a way to reveal your true form." He waved his hand and said, "Come in, please."
A middle-aged Taoist priest in a gray and white Taoist robe walked in, holding a golden Sanqing Bell in his hand.
Her hair was tied into a bun, and she carried a peach wood sword half a person's height on her back.
This person walked in with an air of profound Taoism, looking at everyone around him with a sharp gaze.
"This is Taoist Lingxu, the direct disciple of Taoist Xuanyi of Changsheng Temple. He has great magical powers and is feared by everyone."
"I specially invited him to perform a ritual on my third brother today. He will know whether you are a skin corpse or not after testing you."
Qin Ling pointed at Qin Muchen and said, "Master, please take a closer look at this person. Is he a human or a ghost?"
It’s really unexpected that his good elder brother was worried that he was not dead yet, so he specially brought a Taoist priest.
He knew very well that this Taoist priest named Xuan Yi was the one who had used evil magic to borrow his lifespan.
Now it seems that Qin Ling has been prepared for a long time and has long planned to frame him as a corpse at this shareholders' meeting.
"I know this Taoist Priest Xuan Yi. He is a very powerful man in our Beijing circle."
"That's right. My grandson was not feeling well before, so I went to him and asked for some talisman water. He drank it and he got better immediately."
"Yes, let the disciples of Taoist Xuan Yi nearby test whether this is a skin corpse or not and we'll know for sure."
Seeing that all the shareholders expressed their belief, Qin Ling's lips curled into a smug smile.
Ah Cheng roared in anger, "Are you crazy? You actually want this Taoist priest to hurt my Third Master?"
"What? Could it be that you are really a corpse, and that's why you are worried about the master's magic?"
Under the gaze of all the shareholders, Qin Ling smiled coldly, his seriousness clearly showing calculation.
"Why should I be afraid?" Qin Muchen is the president of the Qin Group. How dare a mere Taoist priest attack him in front of him?
"President, if it's not the case, then let's take a test. That way everyone can be assured, right?"
The shareholders all agreed. After all, some things were too strange to be avoided.
Qin Muchen clenched his fists, and after a while, his eyes turned cold and he said, "Okay!"
Taoist Lingxu shook his head and said, "Don't worry. If it weren't for the ghost, my magic weapon wouldn't be able to hurt you."
After he finished speaking, he glanced at Qin Ling beside him, and the two of them subconsciously exchanged glances.
Qin Muchen had a bad feeling that this so-called Taoist priest they invited might do something again.
Soon, Taoist Lingxu took out an incense burner and placed it in the southwest corner of the office.
Then put a triangular incense stick in it, and a faint fragrance will spread.
"Hua La!" He shook the Sanqing Bell in his hand, and the crisp sound echoed.
Suddenly, Qin Muchen felt his body shaking and his head began to hurt.
"What, what is this?" He sensed something was wrong, as if the scene in front of him was gradually distorting.
"Third Master!" Ah Cheng immediately stepped forward to support him: "Are you okay?"
"It's okay!" He shook his head to calm himself down. "What test? End it immediately."
Suddenly, all the shareholders in their seats screamed and fell off their chairs in fright.
Everyone looked at Qin Muchen in panic, as if they had seen a ghost.
Ah Cheng beside him was so frightened that he took several steps back. His trembling hands only wanted to touch his face: "Third Master, you, your face!"
"Splash, splash!" Something was falling to the ground, sticky with black blood.
"What is this?" Qin Muchen looked at his hand in horror and turned to look at the glass of the window next to him.
His face was reflected in the glass, and the skin on his face was constantly peeling off, revealing black flesh.
"A ghost!" The shareholders were terrified. "A skinned corpse, it really is a skinned corpse."
How could it become like this? Qin Muchen's skin kept falling off.
Qin Muchen's posture was exactly the same as that of the corpse. He stumbled and explained, "No, I'm not!"
But the words that came out of his mouth were not these. Instead, he roared at everyone: "I will kill you."
Qin Muchen turned into a leather corpse, and everyone was frightened and screamed.
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