I Have Drawn A Bet With The Gods To Set Up A Corpse-Hunting Inn!

Chapter 47 Entering The Morgue, Like Entering The Tibetan Scriptures Pavilion

After feeling the strong evil spirit permeating the yard, Lin Jiu immediately ran out.

“What about people?”

As soon as he ran out, he saw that there was no one in the yard, and Lin Jiu frowned suspiciously.

Logically speaking, the Yin Yang Inn should have noticed the changes in the corpses in the morgue immediately, Lin Jiu couldn’t help but wonder.

“what happened?”

“With Mr. Yin Yang’s ability, it’s impossible not to discover the changes in the corpse?”

“Is it possible that no adults are here?”

Lin Jiu didn’t think too much. Seeing that the inn was empty, he ran to the morgue.

He thought that with such a great evil spirit, the corpses must have escaped, but after arriving at the morgue, Lin Jiu realized that all the corpses were in the coffin.

I saw the coffins in the morgue kept shaking, but none of the coffins opened the lid.

“The corpse has indeed become a little restless!”

“But it was honestly suppressed in the coffin!”

“What’s the matter, how could the good ones become like this? Who stimulated them?”

Although the corpses that Lin Jiu brought this time were all very problematic, there would be no abnormality under normal circumstances.

unless stimulated.

But now he was the only one in the Yin Yang Inn, which made Lin Jiu very puzzled.

Then he glanced at the coffin again, and found that the corpses became a little more impatient now, but they were perfectly suppressed by the coffin.

Lin Jiu didn’t walk into the morgue, but stood at the door and looked at the coffin carefully, thinking to herself.

This coffin… doesn’t seem to be anything special, right?

Taking a closer look, Lin Jiu found that each coffin had a different spell drawn on it.

Of course, some coffins also had ink fountains stained with cinnabar chicken blood.

It is also because of these spells that the corpse in the coffin did not escape.

Seeing those spells, Lin Jiu couldn’t help but widen his eyes.

“This is… the Seven Star Curse?”

“Amulet of forgiveness?”

“The emperor’s copybook!”

“There is still a fourth-grade Zhengqin official!”

Looking at the spells that appeared on each coffin, Lin Jiu couldn’t help but feel as if he had walked into the Sutra Collection Pavilion.

All kinds of spells that only appear in legends but have never been seen before all appear here.

“The talisman emits faint fluorescence, suppressing the evil spirit in the coffin like a star. This must be the Seven Star Charm!”

“I’ve seen this pardoning talisman in ancient books, but even my master couldn’t draw it, but someone painted it on this coffin!”

“It is rumored that the pardoning talisman can dissolve all the resentment of the corpse. As long as the pardoning talisman is not damaged, the corpse will not change due to resentment!”

“I can’t believe that Mr. Yin Yang has such great ability!”

“There is also this imperial character sticker. I can faintly feel that there is a touch of imperial aura from the bottom of the post. With the suppression of imperial aura, no matter how powerful this corpse is, it must be submissive to Tie Tie!”

“And this…. Fourth rank Zhengqin official position!”

Lin Jiu couldn’t help being stunned for a moment. When he first learned that there was a Yin-Yang Inn here, he thought that the people who could open the Yin-Yang Inn were all capable people.

At least in the Yin Palace, there are five-rank Zhengqin, but I didn’t expect that this Mr. Yin-Yang turned out to be a fourth-rank Zhengqin!

Lin Jiu smiled bitterly, shook his head and said softly.

“No wonder the people in this Yin-Yang Inn dare to leave with confidence. With such a big Buddha, it’s hard even if something happens.”

“You have such achievements at such a young age, it’s really unbelievable!”

“Compared with others, I’m really ashamed!”

Lin Jiu shook his head, seeing the spells that appeared in the coffin, Lin Jiu couldn’t help but doubt it.

Who did Mr. Yin Yang learn from?

He is so accomplished at such a young age, and he knows some spells in the morgue, and not only he, but also his master.

But knowing that they know, they do not have the ability to draw that kind of spell.

Don’t look at spells as simple as using a pen to draw a few symbols on a piece of paper, a wall, or a coffin.

Spells are also graded.

Ordinary talismans can be drawn by anyone, but because of this, this talisman is less mysterious, and its effect is obvious.

But for more advanced spells, although many people can draw them, some people just have their shape, but they have no reality. The shape is the same as the advanced spell, but it has no effect at all.

For advanced spells, the caster often adds some spiritual energy to the spell.

As for such a thing as aura, unless someone with advanced cultivation can see it, the rest really don’t know what aura is, let alone where it is and how to use it.

Therefore, there are very few people who can really cast high-level spells.

Lin Jiu knew that he couldn’t, and he also knew that his master couldn’t either!

Shaking his head, Lin Jiu sighed.

“Hey….”

“I, Lin, practised Taoism, and I was really shocked today!”

“Mr. Yin Yang, you deserve your reputation!”

Shaking his head, he looked at the corpse in the morgue.

Although the corpse was a little restless, the spells on the coffin were firmly suppressed, so I felt relieved.

He turned his head and went back to his room, then quickly packed his luggage.

“When Mr. Yin Yang comes back to say goodbye, hurry up and get on the road, lest there be too many dreams at night!”

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