Chapter 17
After saying that, Xu Sanniang took the lead and walked towards her old residence with her walking stick.
A few old women in their fifties behind him could not help but twitch their lips and discuss.
"Oh my god, you're already in your fifties, yet you still call us little girls!”
"Xu Sanniang means well. I've heard of the legend of the footman. It's indeed as Xu Sanniang said. Let's hurry home, lest we bump into the footman and cause trouble for others!”
A few old women at the village entrance immediately threw the corn in their hands back into the vegetable basket. Then, they hurriedly returned to their homes and closed the doors and windows.
Seeing this scene, Fatty Wang couldn't help but let out a curious 'eh' sound.
"This kind of shouting actually works?”
"Although there are not many people in this village, we can still see people walking around.”
"There's actually no one here now!”
"Is it that magical?"
Han Tang smiled and shook the Yin-Yang Corpse Driving Bell in her hand once again.
"Ring!"
"Ring!"
Then, he explained.
"Most of the people left in this village are old people.”
"The old man still has some impression of these ancient occupations that are almost disappearing.”
"After all, more than a hundred years ago, the transportation in the Dragon Country was not so developed, and there was very little cremation. Therefore, at that time, if the deceased wanted to return to their roots, they still had to rely on their masters.”
"That's why they can remember some of it and know the taboos.”
Fatty nodded in confusion, then looked at Han Tang with envy. Especially every time Han Tang shook the Yin-Yang Necromancer Bell, she could not help but imagine herself using the Necromancer Bell to chase away corpses.
After a long while, the fantasy ended and he sighed.
"Sigh, I wonder when I'll be able to learn it!”
"I already felt that it was very awesome when I heard the legend in the past!”
"I didn't expect to see a live version of corpse chasing today!”
"Awesome!"
"Yes, I am!" Hao Xie could not help but look at Han Tang enviously.
"I used to think that these were all made up. I didn't expect it to be true!”
"When I was archeologists, I found a tomb that was not as shocking as today. Today really changed my worldview!”
"Little Brother Han Tang, you're too awesome!"
Han Tang smiled faintly. After which, she continued to ring the Yin-Yang Corpse Driving Bell.
"Ring!"
"Ring!"
Then, just as Fatty Wang was about to hit the gong, he saw Zhang Qilin suddenly walk over and look at Fatty Wang in a deep voice.
"Let me try."
Fatty Wang was stunned for a moment. He looked at the gong in his hand and actually couldn't put it down.
However, after taking a look at Zhang Qilin, he still compromised.
"Hey, alright, alright!"
"It's rare to see you take the initiative!”
"Do you know how to knock?"
"Two long and one short"
Before Fatty Wang could finish, Zhang Qilin took the gong from Fatty Wang's hand and struck it.
"Clang!"
Zhang Qilin had a good grasp of the rhythm and the strength of the gong.
Although the first strike was a little awkward, striking the gong was not a technical task. How difficult could it be?
By the time he knocked on it for the second time, Zhang Qilin had already done the same as Fatty Wang.
Seeing that Zhang Qilin could get started so quickly, Fatty Wang could not help but shrug his shoulders and say,
"Sigh, anyone can really do the work of striking the gong!”
"However, if I learn how to drive corpses, it won't be something that anyone can do!”
Zhang Qilin didn't have the time to take care of Fatty Wang. Instead, he picked up the gong in his hand and carefully felt the fluctuation of each bell and gong sound.
Han Tang also looked back at Zhang Qilin from time to time. Noticing that Zhang Qilin seemed to be listening to the sound of the corpse driving bell and gong, she could not help but nod slightly.
There was indeed a certain relationship between the bell and the gong. He thought that Zhang Qilin could actually detect this.
It seemed that it was the right decision to let him come to corpse herding. Moreover, among these three people, the last one to learn corpse herding should be Zhang Qilin, right?
Hence, she smiled and reminded him.
"The sound of the Yin-Yang Corpse Hunting Bell is an order to the corpse.”
"However, corpses are not very obedient, especially corpses with a lot of baleful aura. They are even more restless.”
"That's why we have to knock him down from time to time.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Qilin suddenly raised his head and looked at Han Tang seriously.
"So after two rings, we have to strike the gong?”
Han Tang smiled and nodded as she continued to explain.
"This is to make the chaotic murderous aura in the corpse quieter.”
"Of course, that depends on the situation.”
"Those who have just entered the sect should follow the rules obediently.”
"When you become powerful in the future, you can use three bells and one gong, five bells and one gong, or even ten bells and one gong.”
"As long as you can suppress the baleful aura in the corpse, you can ring as many bells as you want.”
Zhang Qilin nodded and struck the gong again.
"Clang!"
The sound of the gong seemed to have struck Zhang Qilin's heart. As the sound went on, the look of anticipation in Zhang Qilin's eyes became stronger and stronger.
"Han Tang, when we reach the inn, let me try!”
The corners of Han Tang's mouth curled up as she smiled faintly. She could not help but curse silently in her heart.
He didn't expect Zhang Qilin to be interested.
This was for the best.
Hence, he nodded.
"Alright, you can use this corpse to practice when you get back!”
"Don't worry, with me around, nothing will happen to you!”
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