"Boy, do you really think I dare not catch you?"

Sun Tao looked at Yan Feng with his eyes and Dao Zi at first glance, and it was obvious that he was almost unable to hold it in.

"You can try to catch it?"

Li Jianshan said coldly, stood in front of Yan Feng, squatted down, grabbed the policeman who was trampled by Yan Feng, grabbed his head, and suddenly smashed it to the ground. A scream came, and blood flowed.

Then he stood up and stared at Sun Tao: "Show me, remember, this person was beaten by me, Li Jianshan, and I want to sue the police. If you have the will, you can sue me."

"I'll hit your person today, what's wrong!"

Li Jianshan looked at Sun Tao with a contempt. He was a soldier. He was naturally arrogant and was afraid that you would be timid!

Sun Tao's eyes were about to get angry, his fists were clattering, but he couldn't do anything. Go and sue Li Jianshan for attacking the police? Is it useful? Is it useful!

What's more, you can't fight in this place, that's spectacular. It will definitely make headlines tomorrow. Two deputy directors led their subordinates to fight at the entrance of the museum...

The scene suddenly became silent. No one was willing to give in. Whoever asked would mean that who was cowardly!

At this moment, another person came out of the museum. He was an old monk wearing a gray monk's robe, with a string of 108 sandalwood Buddhist beads on his neck. He also pinched a string of 16 beads in his hand. His face was wrinkled with kindness, kind eyebrows and grey beard, and his gray beard had reached his neck.

"Master Xuanzhen!"

As soon as he saw this monk coming out, Sun Tao was angry and suppressed his anger and saluted respectfully.

"Brother, this monk is the abbot of Chuye Temple in Shou County. I invite you to solve the case. It is him who Sun Tao invites."

Li Jianshan said softly in Yan Feng's ear. Yan Feng blinked his eyes, and the yin and yang eyes appeared in his eyes, looking at the old monk. In his eyes, there was a faint golden light on his body. At first glance, he was a monk who had practiced, and he was afraid that he had practiced most of the Buddha's bones.

But what made Yan Feng strange was how could such a monk who practiced was invited out by someone like Sun Tao? When they reached their situation, money should not matter anything.

"Donor, can you speak with one step?"

"Oh?" Yan Feng let his feet go from the policeman's head under him.

"I don't know what the master has."

"Please come with me." The monk smiled and made a gesture of inviting Yan Feng, giving him a lot of face.

This made Sun Tao confused. This monk was very famous in the Buddhist association. With his status, he couldn't even invite him. But today, he took the initiative to come and see the missing corpse. Of course, he couldn't ask for it.

After all, for such a strange case, he and Li Jianshan gathered a group of experts to look at it stupidly for almost three days and three nights, but they didn't see anything.

What Sun Tao did not expect was that this master was so polite to such a young boy in front of him!

"Then I'll bother the master to lead the way."

Yan Feng replied with a slight gift and walked forward. The little white wolf also got up from the ground, shook his hair, and followed.

Just as Li Jianshan and Sun Tao were about to follow, Monk Xuanzhen said to the two: "Amitabha, please stay here."

After saying that, he turned around and followed Yan Feng. The two walked into the museum. Indeed, all kinds of strange treasures were things that the outside world dared to collect. In fact, most of them were excavated from ancient tombs, surrounded by yin energy, and ordinary museums dared not accept them.

"Master, I see that your Buddha bones have become more than halfway through, and I guess it's not far from the golden body. But what I wondered about is why you came to help someone like Sun Tao?"

The Buddhist golden body is the pursuit of the Buddhist and Taoist people throughout their lives. Once they become golden bodies, they are enough to be comparable to those of ghosts and demons. Although Yan Fengkou said that the Xuanzhen golden body is not far from the great success... this sentence is not far, but it is actually still far away.

"The donor was joking. It's not easy to achieve a golden body. I came here because of the donor Sun's invitation, but because of uninvited reasons."

"oh?"

Yan Feng raised his eyebrows slightly, and he was a little curious, and followed the monk Xuanzhen to the place where the body was taken away.

A pair of windows, broken glass slag fell all over the ground.

"Boy Yan, I feel a very rich corpse energy here."

The little white wolf's nose moved, and his wolf's eyes looked cautious.

"Yeah, I noticed it too."

Yan Feng frowned. The moment he came to the window, he noticed the corpse gas. This corpse gas could never be owned by the collected corpse. It can be stored in the museum and exhibited in the exhibition. It has been soaked in many chemicals and is definitely a dead existence.

"Can the donor show something?"

Monk Xuanzhen on the side smiled slightly.

"Master, just say it just right."

Monk Xuanzhen pinched the Buddhist beads in his hand, looked at the window, and sighed.

"I am the abbot of Chu Yeshi, Shou County."

"I know this."

"Will the donor know the origin of Chu Ye's poem?"

Yan Feng shook his head... he thought to himself how could I know!

"Chuye Temple was built by a prince of the Ming Dynasty five hundred years ago. This king was named King of Chu. After the death of the Chu king, he was buried under Chuye Temple."

King Chu? Yan Feng thought slightly. In the past, the area in Jiangnan was Chu, and it was normal to be named King of Chu. Moreover, Buddhism and Taoism were prosperous during the Tang and Song dynasties, and it was common for a prince to build a temple.

But, what exactly is this old monk going to say?

"The King of Chu died early and only loved one woman in his life."

“Master, what you are saying…”

Yan Feng's pupils shrank, and Yan Feng immediately understood when he heard this. The woman was the mummy that had been taken away.

"That's right, it's the female corpse that was taken away from this showcase."

"Is that King of Chu taken it away?" Yan Feng frowned tighter and tighter. This matter is not simple!

"Yes, not, it's not that the King of Chu himself. The day before yesterday, I was practicing Zen in the room and noticed that there was unusual movement in the King of Chu's tomb, so I slightly investigated it."

Yan Feng frowned: "What has appeared?"

Xuan Zhen turned his head and looked Yan Feng in the eyes.

"There are tens of thousands of yin corpses in the tomb of the King of Chu! The King of Chu's soul has been left in the corpse and has not been reincarnated for five hundred years... It has been transformed into a corpse!"

"What is he going to do?"

I'll do it, thousands of corpses, where do you come from?

"revenge!"

"Avenge?" Yan Feng looked puzzled. He had been dead for so many years. Even if he wanted to take revenge, the person who was avenged had died for many lifetimes. What a f*ck!

"That's right."

Monk Kongyuan seemed to be talking about an ancient grudge and revenge.

"The King of Chu was weak and was covered in injuries at the age of 23. His life was not long. In his life, only a woman was with him. However, when he was dying, an imperial edict suddenly came from the imperial city. The Emperor Wuzong of Ming Dynasty wanted to summon this woman to the palace as a concubine and fill the Leopard Palace. Rumor... there were blood and tears in his eyes before the King of Chu died."

Emperor Wuzong of Ming... Yan Feng was quite familiar with history. Emperor Wuzong of Ming was lustful throughout his life and even established the Leopard Palace to attract beauties in the world.

"How was that woman in the end?" Yan Feng continued to ask.

Monk Kongyuan's tone was low, and he was obviously extremely sad about this story.

"I committed suicide by suicide on the way to Beijing."

"The King of Chu died with hatred. For five hundred years, his soul was locked in the corpse with resentment. He could neither be reincarnated nor awakened. If the woman's body had not been dug out a few days ago, the King of Chu sensed the woman's aura, he would probably never wake up again, but now he is awake... so he wants to take revenge."

Yan Feng exhaled, his eyes showing surprise, why is this happening?

"How do he take revenge?"

"Digging the imperial tomb!"

Kong Yuan said in a voice: "Mr. Wuzong of Ming was already dead. If he couldn't live, he would look for dead people. He wanted to prick the tomb of his emperor and avenge his beloved!"

Yan Feng was stunned, Damn... Do you want to be so perverted? He has been dying for five hundred years and still has to do anything!

"If this matter is true, the thirteen imperial tombs of the Ming Dynasty are all in Beijing. To take revenge, thousands of corpses will span the north and south, and leave Shou County and arrive in Yanjing."

Kong Yuan's words shocked Yan Feng...

Thousands of yin corpses, spanning the north and south? Still going to Yanjing?

Just kidding!
Chapter completed!