Introduction to the work
In the last years of Xuantong, the world was in chaos, wars spawned barren graves all over the fields, and corpse disasters were undercurrent among the people. The ancient corpses were infected by the evil spirit and turned into stiffness. They lurked day and night to suck the essence and blood of strangers. Ordinary villagers were unable to resist. Only Maoshan Taoist priests used yellow talismans, peach wood swords, and glutinous rice and black dog blood to resist. In the chaotic world of the late Qing Dynasty and the early Republic of China, they provided a glimmer of hope for the people.
Ye Feng, a young man from Qingxi Town, was originally an ordinary child from a farmer's family. When he was four years old, on a snowy night in the middle of winter, a hundred-year-old zombie broke into his home. In order to protect him, his parents died tragically at the teeth and claws of the zombie. He hid in a crack in the grain cabinet and was on the verge of fainting. When he was dying, he saw a bright yellow Taoist robe break through the window - Taoist priest Xuanzhen of Xuanqingguan used his talisman sword to kill the zombies, leaving behind half a peach tree to protect him, and disappeared in the wind and snow. The blood feud and the grace of saving his life have taken root in the young man's heart for fifteen years. At the beginning of the Republic of China, corpse disasters became more and more severe, and news of successive disasters in neighboring villages came. Nineteen-year-old Ye Feng said goodbye to his neighbors and went to Xuanqing Mountain to become a disciple and seek spiritual enlightenment. He knelt outside the mountain gate for three days, not moving despite the wind and rain, and finally moved Taoist Master Xuanzhen with his sincerity and persistence, and officially entered the Taoist gate to practice the art of suppressing corpses and exorcising evil spirits. From the hard training at the mountain gate in identifying talismans and seals, distinguishing corpse aura, and practicing physical skills, to the worldly experience of going deep into yizhuang, deserted tombs, and ancient houses to deal with corpses, Ye Feng, holding a peach wood sword and a glutinous rice bag, grew up step by step in the weird and dangerous corpse cases. He gradually realized that the tragedy that happened to his family was no accident. The evil cultivator who secretly made corpses and the centuries-old Zombie King who had been sleeping deep in the mountains were all deeply involved in the disaster that destroyed his family.
In troubled times, the tide of corpses is surging, and the road ahead is full of murderous intent. A young Taoist priest who bears a blood feud.
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Sit back and wait for the fire (the author's pseudonym is so cute that he lent it to me) 🌹
Sit back and wait for the fire (the author's pseudonym is so cute that he lent it to me) 🌹