Start building the foundation: What is the Southern Xinjiang Corpse Puppet?

Chapter 183 National Preceptor

"That should be the case." Luo San nodded.

"It's so cruel, are the people here crazy?"

Ling Wanran had an unpleasant expression. After all, cannibalism was a thing that was never heard of even in the world of cultivation, even among the evil cultivators, anyone eating human marrow was unheard of.

"In their eyes, this is just a common thing. After all, everyone does the same thing. Even if it is wrong, they don't realize it."

Luo Shan said calmly that she had seen this kind of thing many times.

Just like the corpse puppets in Southern Xinjiang, using corpses to refine puppets, isn’t this method of cultivation also alternative?

At least, in the cultivation system she knew, sword cultivators, magic cultivators, formation cultivators, etc. were considered common. After all, that's how it was written in novels and TV dramas. She had never heard of controlling corpses.

In novels, things related to corpses are usually the corpse-driving scenes in horror novels.

"You're right." Ling Wanran was silent. She didn't know what to say. From her point of view, these people were like evil cultivators, but from their perspective of cognition.

It's quite the opposite.

"So what should we do next?"

"Friend Ling, shouldn't you be wondering why these people locked us in the yard?" Just now she just tried to open the gate, and the waiter appeared in time, and it was obvious that he had been keeping an eye on their movements.

"In their eyes, aren't we monks just food?" Luo San dropped another bomb and looked at Ling Wanran's expression which instantly turned ugly.

Luo Shan smiled:

"But Brother Ling, don't worry. At the moment, our lives should be safe."

Ling Wanran: “…”

Why did she feel more and more uneasy the more she listened to this?

"Also, from the information revealed by the waiter just now, he should know that we are not cultivators from this world."

"How could they know?" Ling Wanran was stunned.

"Anyone who is not blind can see that the robes we wear are spotless. Do you think they will not be suspicious?" Luo Shan said calmly.

Ling Wanran blushed, but continued to ask:

"So, he must have other purposes in locking us up here."

"Maybe there will be something exciting to watch tonight." Luo Shan chuckled.

She would not care about the cultivators from Yinshan Sect, the independent cultivators, and the Li family cultivators, but since they had cooperated with Wanjian Sect, she had to give them a few reminders.

Then everyone huddled in their rooms.

Bai Yue from the Wanjian Sect received Luo San's message and was half-believing and half-doubting, but he still made some extra preparations.

The disappearance of one of the independent cultivators did attract some people's attention, but they did not think much about it. After all, independent cultivators usually like to be alone, so it is possible that he left because of other things.

So, this group of people forgot about the missing cultivator.

At night, the restaurant was silent. Luo Shan opened his eyes from meditation and said slowly:

"coming."

"Should we retreat first? The waiter sneaked into the yard and created some strange dust. Luckily, Fellow Daoist Luo made preparations in advance and released corpse puppets to absorb the dust. Otherwise, we would be like those cultivators and lose our minds."

They thought that after what happened during the day, the waiter would not attack them again, but they didn't expect that he would still attack them.

"Your corpse puppets have absorbed the dust, so they should be fine." Ling Wanran glanced at the corpse puppets.

"It won't cause any harm to it." Luo Shan's spiritual sense scanned the condition of the corpse puppet, and seeing that there was nothing wrong, he said this.

"Fellow Daoist Ling, please activate the formation." Luo Shan looked at Ling Wanran and took out a bag of spirit stones from his storage bag.

Ling Wanran looked at Luo Shan in surprise:

"When the formation is finished, I will return the rest to Fellow Daoist Luo."

After taking the bag of spirit stones, Ling Wanran took out a talisman from the storage bag, activated it with spiritual power, then went straight out of the room and activated the formation.

The corpse puppet monks had already followed Luo Shan's instructions and left the room, standing together in the yard without making any sound.

After all, Luo San said at the beginning not to make any sound.

If there is any situation, just use spiritual consciousness to transmit the message.

Now seeing Luo Shan leaving the room, dozens of pairs of eyes were looking at him.

Luoshan sent a message to everyone:

"Stay in the yard for a while, don't go out."

"Yes!"

Soon, footsteps were heard outside, and hundreds of people were holding torches and ropes made of very special materials.

The person leading the way was the owner of this restaurant.

"Master Imperial Master, the outsiders you mentioned are all in these courtyards."

"Don't worry, we used the stuff you gave us early in the morning to knock them out."

"Master Imperial Master, please follow me." The shopkeeper bent his waist and looked flatteringly at a man wearing a purple crown behind him.

What surprised Luo Shan and others was that this man was actually a monster.

Luo Shan and Ling Wanran looked at each other, and both of them had very ugly expressions.

"Fellow Daoist Luo, it seems that everything behind this was done by these monsters."

Seeing this, Ling Wanran understood clearly that these people were clearly bewitched by monsters.

"Let's see first." Luo Shan said, and sent a message again:

"Use your spiritual sense to avoid that monster as much as possible."

Monsters are not mortals and can sense the presence of spiritual consciousness.

"Are you sure you've knocked them all down?"

The monster with two horns on its head paused, frowned, and used his spiritual sense to check the surrounding situation. Seeing that everything was as the shopkeeper said, he felt relieved a little, but still asked a few more questions.

"Don't worry, sir. We have checked thoroughly. They are indeed fainted." When the shopkeeper heard the imperial master ask this, his heart skipped a beat and he subconsciously looked at the waiter next to him who had done the act.

Seeing him nod with a look of affirmation, I breathed a sigh of relief.

The group first headed towards the Yinshan Sect's demon cultivators' courtyard. What Luo Shan didn't expect was that one of the Yinshan Sect's demon cultivators was just pretending to be unconscious.

"There is indeed something wrong with your restaurant!" The evil cultivator from Yinshan Sect sneered at the person who rushed into the courtyard, holding a pitch-black box in his hand.

The people who broke into the yard looked at each other in surprise, and the shopkeeper's face changed drastically.

He just said that he had checked everything, but now, this person is fine!

Looking at the imperial teacher with a pale face, the shopkeeper's lips trembled and cold sweat covered his face.

"Zhou Quan, didn't you say you had checked it? What's going on?" The shopkeeper spoke directly and pointed the finger at the waiter.

The waiter named Zhou Quan's heart trembled, and his legs began to shake when he thought of the strange methods of the imperial teacher.

"Shopkeeper, I don't know what's going on, just..."

Before he finished speaking, a smell of blood wafted over. Zhou Quan's head rolled left and right at the shopkeeper's feet, with a panicked look on his face and his mouth slightly open.

"Ah..." The shopkeeper was startled, then quickly covered his mouth with his hands, his face turned pale, and he fell to the ground.