Qing Dynasty.
Su Hao walked on the ancient bluestone street.
Since ancient times.
There were many occupations that were associated with horror and mystery.
Such as paper man, wire master, corpse herder.
These professions dealt with the dead all year round.
Extremely unlucky.
Almost no one liked to be neighbors with them.
Under such a background.
They chose to live alone.
However, it also made people feel that they were isolated.
Many terrifying rumors were fabricated by bored people.
And Su Hao chose such a place where an old man lived alone.
He walked to the front of the thatched cottage.
He pushed the door open and entered.
The old man inside had just died.
"I need to borrow your body."
"In return."
"When the Netherworld appears, I'll send you into reincarnation and give you a lifetime of wealth.”
Su Hao took out an altar.
He opened the lid.
A suction force arose spontaneously.
It sucked the old man's soul into it.
Humans had souls.
There was no hell in this world.
Therefore, after a person died, it would not take long for their soul to dissipate.
However, Su Hao's altar had the effect of collecting and nurturing souls.
It could nourish the soul of an old man.
It prevented his soul from dissipating.
They could last until the birth of the Netherworld.
After doing all this.
Su Hao pointed his finger and the old man's body stood up.
A stench of corpses.
It spread out in the thatched cottage.
Under Su Hao's control.
The old man called his son over.
A simple man called Niu Gensheng.
"I'm dead."
the old man said quietly.
"Father."
Niu Gensheng, a simple man, was a little uneasy." Why are you saying this? What do you mean by dead? You want to live a long life."”
"You can smell it, right?"
the old man said softly.
Niu Gensheng didn't understand." What's that smell?”
" The stench of corpses. That's mine."
The old man's face, which was full of brown spots, was surprisingly calm." Actually, I'm already dead. I just have something that I can't rest assured about. I want to tell you."”
"So I came back to life."
"Father, if you have anything to tell me, just say it. I'm listening, but don't say anything about death. It's inauspicious.”
Niu Gensheng urged.
"Don't talk. Just listen to me.”
The old man said angrily.
Niu Gensheng immediately shut his mouth.
The old man continued,
"I'm a paper doll."
"Our sect will now burn some of the children of the deceased, the spirit house paper horse.”
"But in the previous dynasty."
"We will also hire some 'guards' to guard the tombs.”
"Follow the tomb owner into the burial."
"Protect the mausoleum from being destroyed by the gold-looting lieutenant.”
"Because at that time, the spiritual energy was still there, and we unorthodox people could still cultivate.”
"However, ever since those self-proclaimed orthodox Daoists and Buddhists joined forces, they have been unable to do anything.”
"After absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into the grotto-heaven and artificially creating the Dharma Ending Tribulation.”
"Our path of cultivation will be broken.”
"After the Dharma Ending Tribulation, those people can enter the Grotto-heaven to continue cultivating, but we can't.”
"Thirty-six heavenly passages, seventy-two blessed lands, Vajra Dharma Realm, Swirling Buddha Earth, Shambhala…these belong to the Dao and Buddha branches.”
"It doesn't belong to us unorthodox sects.”
"We can't get in."
"Originally, with the arrival of the Dharma Ending Tribulation, we unorthodox sects were cut off from inheritance and disappeared in history.”
" But there is always a way. When I fell into the netherworld after my death, I saw the revival of reiki.”
"One day in the future."
"The spiritual energy will return to this world."
"I can't see."
The old man fumbled under the straw mat with one hand and took out an ancient Daoist scripture." Dan 'er.”
"I want you to pass down the line of paper dolls.”
"I want our lineage to leave behind the seeds of our legacy.”
"When the spirit qi recovers in the future.”
"Then, it will bear fruit."
After saying that, the old man lowered his head.
He stopped breathing.
Niu Gensheng's body trembled.
A moment later.
She let out a heart-wrenching cry.
And this scene…
In the next few days.
It was happening continuously in various parts of the Central Plains.
One seed after another was passed down.
From Su Hao's hand.
Buried deep underground.
And these seeds of inheritance.
Every single one of them.
Their names were all different.
Some were called paper men, corpse herders, and Miao Jiang Gu Masters.
Some were called the Luo Sect, the Lifeless Sect, and the Great Radiant Sect.
However, they had one thing in common.
That was to wait for the arrival of the recuperation of reiki.
Waiting for the fruit to bear fruit.
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