Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect-Chapter 276

Chapter 276

Chapter 276Sibao Monk

Ye Shaoyang was taken aback . Then, he suddenly realized something . He smiled, as he took off his sports shoes and put his hands into the shoes . Then, he scratched the soles inside the shoes before he threw them outward . Two black silhouettes dropped onto the ground, together with the shoes .

Ye Shaoyang took a closer look at the silhouettes . They were a pair of young boy and girl, not more than fourteen years in age . They were wearing ancient yellow shirts, their cheeks were drawn with red, and their foreheads were dotted with red ink in between their eyes . They kneeled down in gratitude before Ye Shaoyang .

Are they the companion children to accompany that dead one? Ye Shaoyang sighed as he released a stream of Gang Qi to scan through the pair of spirits . There was only Spirit Qi in them and no Evil Qi . This meant that this pair of spirits had never harmed anyone before . Their three Huns, and seven Pos were all in place too, so their souls had never been seized through evil means .

“Are you both companion children?” Ye Shaoyang asked .

“Yes, master . ” The boy answered with a sad face as he started to choke on his words, “We were locked in this tomb alive, and we were starved to death . We have been here for four hundred and thirty years now . ”

Ye Shaoyang sighed in sympathy, “Why didn’t you report to the Underworld?”

“There was a formation in the tomb that trapped us in there . That was why we had to hide under your shoes . We were hoping that you could bring us out of the tomb . ” He sobbed, “Please master, help us . ”

“Where is the tomb owner?” Ye Shaoyang asked .

“He built the formation himself, so his soul was not trapped by it . His soul left for the Underworld once he died . Pity us, we have been here for a few hundred years . ” The two spirits burst into tears .

Before Ye Shaoyang could ask further, a spooky laughing noise sounded from the coffin . Ye Shaoyang was taken aback . Immediately, he took out a talisman paper and carefully hid the two spirits in the paper . He blew some Qi into the paper to keep them calm as he walked toward the coffin .

The coffin was placed on a higher ground . Although there was a candle in the corner, it was not enough to brighten up the whole place . Through the faint light, Ye Shaoyang could only manage to see a figure lying in the coffin, but he could not clearly see the figure’s appearance .

With one hand holding the Soul Quelling Stake, Ye Shaoyang approached the coffin and looked into it . To his surprise, it was a man in modern attire lying in the coffin . He looked no older than thirty . His face was calm, and he was breathing rhythmically at a slow pace . It was as if he was deeply asleep .

Ye Shaoyang sensed the man’s Qi by gently touching his skin . He only had human Qi, with no spirit Qi or corpse Qi at all . Ye Shaoyang was puzzled . Suddenly, the man’s mouth cracked open as he giggled a little, and a murmur followed, “Money… I want money and hot girls . …”

Although it was rare for the undead to be able to talk, it was not completely impossible provided that the undead had reached a high level of cultivation . But, an undead who was into money and girls? How could that be?

Damn! Ye Shaoyang suddenly realized something . He boldly walked up to the man; he wanted to slap him and wake him up . However, on second thought, Ye Shaoyang took out his spirit binding chain and smashed it onto the coffin cover . The coffin was metal, and the tomb was completely empty, so smashing it created an incredibly loud echo .

The ‘undead’ sprang up instantly as he looked around in shock . Finally, he laid his eyes on Ye Shaoyang’s face . He clumsily raised his hand for a hand seal as he said, “How dare you! A spirit with no manner! You’ll have to pay now . ”

However, as he took a closer look, the man realized that Ye Shaoyang had a spirit binding chain in his hand . The man quickly changed his tone, “Oh, you must be a spirit commissioner . Long live Buddha’s wisdom . I’m Sibao Monk . ”

Now, it was Ye Shaoyang’s turn to feel confused . Ye Shaoyang frowned as he thought to himself, This dude obviously knows Buddhist chants and hand seals . Could it be that this dude is not a tomb raider but a monk?

So, Ye Shaoyang decided to test him, “Tomb raider, the Northern or the Southern sect?”

Sibao Monk was taken aback . After he observed Ye Shaoyang, he exclaimed, “You are not a spirit commissioner! Why do you have a spirit binding chain?”

“Stop beating around the bush . Answer the question . ” Ye Shaoyang insisted . However, he was secretly impressed . This dude could immediately recognize his spirit binding chain, so he was really something .

Sibao Monk smiled, “I told you I am a monk . Not a tomb raider . Mister, you have misunderstood . ”

Ye Shaoyang sneered, “Why are you here if you are a monk?”

“I… . ” Sibao Monk scratched his head, “I’m here in search of something . ”

“What is it?”

“Hehe… . We have just met, so I don’t want to tell you this . ”

Ye Shaoyang thought for a while . There was no point in pressing this matter any further . So, Ye Shaoyang asked another question instead, “Why were you sleeping in the coffin?”

“I… I was looking for something in the coffin . I didn’t expect a freaking old meat to be lying in the coffin . Phew, that old undead . I was caught unprepared, and he blew his corpse Qi into me, so I fainted . I have no idea what happened next . Tell me, how did you get in?”

Ye Shaoyang ignored his question, “Bullsh*t . If you fainted, how did you survive the undead’s attack?”

“I formed an ‘unbreakable body seal' using my precious ritual tool before I fainted . An awakened undead is not enough the break my seal,” before Ye Shaoyang could ask further, Sibao Monk removed a Buddha bead bracelet and handed it over to him .

Ye Shaoyang took it and observed . The Buddha bead was made from Bodhi seeds . Each bead was coated with ritual water and carved with a swirling symbol . He could clearly feel the spiritual power flowing within it; this was indeed a rare ritual tool .

Once again, Ye Shaoyang observed this mysterious man from head to toe under the faint candlelight . He was a large man with a pair of broad shoulders . His hair was kept at a short length, so it made him look neat . He wore a trendy sports attire . Gifted with thick eyebrows and big eyes, he would have been quite a handsome lad if not for the dirt on his face .

Was he really a Buddhist monk?

“Hey, why are you interrogating me? Who are you?” Sibao Monk scanned Ye Shaoyang with doubtful eyes, “And why are you carrying a spirit binding chain?”

Ye Shaoyang was reluctant to tell Sibao Monk his identity, but on second thought, it was a fair question . So, he answered with a bow, “Long live the boundless power of Sanching . ”

Sibao Monk’s eyes fixated on Ye Shaoyang, “Are you a sorcerer? Which sect?”

“A Heavenly Master from the great Maoshan . ”

“Oh! Wow! A Maoshan disciple! A pleasure to meet you!” Sibao Monk passionately bowed at Ye Shaoyang upon hearing this, “Which generation of the outer disciple are you from? I have friends in Maoshan; maybe you know each other!”

Ye Shaoyang was lost for words . With so many outer disciples going in and out of the mountain, it was almost an impossible task to get to know all of them .

Now, Sibao Monk’s attitude obviously changed for the better, and he politely bowed and declared his identity, “Hail the path to the great wisdom . I’m a Kulapati from Wutai Mountain, cultivating under the care of Master Lotus . I’m really not a tomb raider . ”

Ye Shaoyang frowned . It seemed that this fellow was really a monk . However, this only raised more questions in his mind, “This tomb was sealed . How did you get in?”