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"Just beginning?" Professor Lu was increasingly puzzled.

"Comrades, we must continue to conduct experiments and record all the data, waiting for the final moment to arrive..." Director Bi felt that he had talked too much, so he changed the subject and said, "Did you notice just now that although the male corpse's body has regained the physical characteristics of life, his mind is still not clear."

Professor Lu nodded and replied, "That's right. When most people wake up from a coma, they feel a bit confused and will think or ask where they are, what happened to them, etc., rather than jumping up and running like a walking corpse..."

"Yes, I also find it a bit strange," said the forensic doctor, equally puzzled.

"That's not surprising, because we're still missing something to restore the male corpse to his senses, something like a catalyst in traditional Chinese medicine," Director Bi chuckled.

"What is that?" Professor Lu asked, puzzled.

"It's 'Resurrection Water,' the holy water of the Bon religion in Tibet. It can restore the mind of a resurrected body..." Mr. Zhu interjected from the side.

"You all continue your discussion, I'll take the 'Ghost Pot' back to the secret room," Director Bi said, then walked out of the meeting room with the shoebox in his arms.

Mr. Zhu also placed the skull of his distant ancestor into the Yinmu box, and then gently closed the lid.

Director Bi locked the "Feng Hou Gui Hu" back into the safe, activated the infrared alarm, closed the iron door, and walked towards the conference room.

At this moment, an officer hurriedly approached, saluted him, and reported, "Director Bi, we found the body of an old man in the woods not far from the Xiangshan Villa, with a little boy crying beside him."

"Oh," Director Bi's eyes lit up, and he said urgently, "Staff Officer Wang, go and find out the situation quickly."

Staff Officer Wang replied, "We have already found out. They are a grandfather and grandson who came to Fragrant Hills for sightseeing. Just an hour ago, the grandfather suddenly fell ill and died in the woods. The little boy was so frightened that he didn't know what to do and just threw himself on his grandfather and cried."

After thinking for a moment, Director Bi decisively ordered, "Staff Officer Wang, take men and bring the old man's body back immediately."

"What about the child?" Staff Officer Wang asked.

"Yes, bring it all to the villa," Director Bi instructed.

"Yes, sir." Staff Officer Wang quickly led his men, carrying a stretcher, and ran out of the villa gate. Before long, the soldiers returned carrying the stretcher, with Staff Officer Wang leading a little boy of about eleven or twelve years old whose eyes were red and swollen from crying.

"Don't cry, child. What's your name?" Director Bi asked kindly.

“My name is Youliang,” the boy replied.

Chapter 160

Mr. Qiao discussed with the leader a way to infiltrate the heavily guarded Xiangshan Villa: to pretend to be a tourist who had suddenly died, and to attract the villa guards with his crying. They would certainly not give up on a test subject that had been delivered to their door.

"Mr. Qiao, you must remember that I have an informant in the villa, surnamed Pi, a senior engineer. He is a leading authority in the field of corpse preservation in China. You can seek his help if necessary," the leader instructed.

"Don't worry, sir. Master Qiao has a magical skill called 'Silent Skill,' which allows him to appear indistinguishable from a dead person. Ordinary people simply can't tell the difference," Master Qiao said confidently.

"How does it compare to the Quanzhen Sect's 'Turtle Breathing Technique'?" The leader was still somewhat uneasy.

"The Taoist 'Turtle Breathing Exercise' is an alternative breathing technique. The *Maiwang* records, 'Although oxen have ears, they breathe through their noses; although turtles have noses, they breathe through their ears. All who speak of turtle breathing are speaking through their ears.' It mainly involves guiding the breath with turtle breathing, focusing on listening to the breath; when asleep, the breath exits through the ears. Compared to the profound and extensive Confucian practices, it's merely child's play," Master Qiao replied dismissively.

The commander nodded and reminded him again: "Mr. Qiao, this time you and Youliang are going deep into the lion's den. The risks are self-evident. There is a squad of soldiers from Unit 8341 guarding there with real guns and ammunition. Be careful not to hurt yourselves. 'Ghost Pot' is a miniature skull. As long as we smash it to pieces and destroy it, we will have accomplished our mission."

"Sir, just wait for Mr. Qiao's good news." Mr. Qiao said nonchalantly.

"When you come back, I'll treat you to stinky tofu." The commander said sincerely, holding Old Master Qiao's hand tightly.

Master Qiao and Youliang arrived at the smoke tree forest in Xiangshan and quietly approached the Xiangshan villa. "Youliang, I will use the 'Breathless Skill' to pretend to have died suddenly. You must cry loudly so that the guards in the villa can hear you. Then proceed according to the plan, understand?" he instructed.

“I understand,” Youliang replied.

Old Master Qiao lay down on the forest path and began to practice the profound "Breathless Skill" from the Confucian school. His heartbeat gradually weakened until it was almost imperceptible, and his body temperature dropped, making him feel cold, just like a dead man.

"Waaah... Grandpa, how could you die..." Youliang then began to wail, tears and snot streaming down his face, truly overwhelmed with grief.

The cries reached the Fragrant Hills Villa, and sure enough, not long after, an officer arrived with two soldiers, guns in hand, to investigate. The officer checked Old Master Qiao's pulse and breath, and said sympathetically, "Child, your grandfather is dead."

And so, Mr. Qiao's "corpse" and Youliang successfully sneaked into the villa.

Mr. Qiao lay quietly on the conference table, his eyes peacefully closed. At this moment, although he no longer showed any clinical signs of physical life, his mind was unusually sharp, alertly listening to the sounds around him. If there was any danger, he would quickly emerge from his meditation and return to normal in the shortest possible time.

"Child, let us save your grandfather, okay?" Director Bi said, stroking Youliang's head to comfort him.

“I want Grandpa…” Youliang answered, sobbing.

The forensic doctor examined the elderly man with a white beard and long eyebrows. He put on white gloves and gently pressed Mr. Qiao's skin. He couldn't help but exclaim, "This old man's muscles are firm and elastic, even better than those of a young man. His body is still warm. He has indeed just died recently, no more than an hour ago."

"How did he die?" asked Engineer Pi.

"It's probably a heart or pancreatic problem, such as a myocardial infarction or acute pancreatic sudden death. Let's connect the life support monitor first," the forensic doctor replied.

Upon hearing this, Mr. Qiao realized he was in trouble. His "breathless skill" allowed him to maintain a heartbeat that only occurred once every few minutes, to breathe extremely slowly through his ears, and to keep his blood pressure undetectable. However, it could not conceal his active thoughts; his brain activity was absolutely impossible to escape the monitoring of an electroencephalogram (EEG)...

With a "snip," the forensic doctor, holding scissors, deftly cut open his trousers, belt, and shirt.

"Ah..." The experts stared dumbfounded at Mr. Qiao's naked body, speechless with astonishment...

The skin of this elderly deceased was remarkably smooth and delicate, indistinguishable from that of a young man. However, his groin area was completely empty, with a small fleshy opening in the front and a large fleshy opening in the back. Apart from that, there was nothing else...

"My God, is he a man or a woman?" the forensic doctor exclaimed in surprise. He had been working as a forensic doctor for more than 20 years and had dissected hundreds of corpses, but he had never seen such a peculiar person.

"Judging from the shape of the body, the deceased should be a man," Professor Cong said, frowning as he deduced, staring at the two fleshy holes.

Professor Lu turned around and asked Youliang, "Child, is he really your grandfather?"

Youliang was also seeing Old Master Qiao's naked body for the first time and was shocked. How could a person look like this? But he still stammered and answered, "He... is my grandfather..."

Director Bi asked, quite puzzled, "Mr. Zhu, you specialize in research on human life sciences, so tell me, are these two holes the excretion openings?"

Mr. Zhu leaned forward, sniffed, and replied with a smile, "The small hole is the urethra, and the large hole is the excrement tract."

"This is a special mutation in the organism, and it's incredibly valuable for research," Professor Cong said excitedly.

"Don't waste time, let's install the electrodes and inflatable cuffs first." The forensic doctor said, and began to install electrodes on Mr. Qiao's head, body, wrists and ankles.

Old Master Qiao heard the conversation inside the room clearly. He knew that his first priority was to deal with the electroencephalogram (EEG) machine, so he secretly activated his Confucian energy cultivation technique and recited in his mind: "Heaven and earth possess righteous energy, which manifests in various forms. The ghost fire in the dark room is silent, and the spring courtyard is shrouded in darkness..." He quietly channeled his true energy upwards to his head, transforming it into a strong bioelectric field that surged along the metal wires of the electrodes on his head toward the EEG machine.

Suddenly, a burst of static appeared on the display screen. In an instant, the bioelectric field he had condensed burned out the circuit board inside the electroencephalogram (EEG) recorder...

"Heart rate zero, blood pressure zero, respiration zero, EEG parameters zero..." The forensic doctor stared at the screen and clearly reported the readings displayed on it.

Upon hearing this, Master Qiao finally felt relieved and continued to play dead without moving.

Professor Cong pulled Youliang aside with a puzzled look and asked seriously, "Child, are your grandmother, father, and mother all like this?"

Youliang shook his head, indicating that he did not know.

"And what about you?" Professor Cong's gaze fell on Youliang's crotch.

Youliang unbuttoned his pants, pulled out his penis, and said, "I have a penis."

Professor Cong examined it carefully and said with a puzzled look, "Strange, this child's male genitalia are completely normal, so it doesn't seem to be a hereditary phenomenon."

At this moment, Director Bi clapped his hands and said to everyone, "Comrades, there's no need to guess anymore. Let's first restore the physical vital signs of the deceased, and then conduct further in-depth research. Mr. Zhu, please bring out the 'Ghost Pot'."

Mr. Zhu nodded, carefully took out the yin wood box containing the ancestral "ghost pot," gently picked up the skull, placed it on Mr. Qiao's lower abdomen, steadied it, and prepared to start blowing air into it.

"Wait," Director Bi said thoughtfully. He ordered someone to find two ropes and personally tied the deceased securely to the conference table before saying with relief, "This way, he won't run around when he regains consciousness."

Mr. Zhu bent down, took a deep breath, and began to blow the "ghost pot" mouth to mouth...

With his eyes closed, Mr. Qiao could not see the appearance of the "ghost pot," but based solely on the sensation on his skin, he knew that it was about the size of a bowl and had a bony texture. It must be the thing the leader had mentioned.

A moment later, he felt two invading energies in his lower dantian, one warm and one cool, penetrating straight to his perineum, causing a tingling, pleasant sensation. He tried to use Confucian martial arts to resist, but his body felt extremely sluggish and lethargic. This was bad! He immediately became alert…

The five-tone infrasound waves emitted by the skull "Ghost Pot" of the Zhu family's ancestor, although limited in magical power and far inferior to the "Ghost Pot after the Wind," still impacted Master Qiao's perineum cavity wave after wave, gradually stimulating the high-energy hormones that he had unconsciously accumulated over half a century, including male hormones.

His heart began to beat, his blood pressure slowly rose, and even his skin gradually felt warm...

Mr. Qiao was shocked and quickly intensified his "Breathless Technique," but he still couldn't resist the sudden, strange heat in his body, which seemed similar to the sexual awakening he had experienced in his youth. His perineum was swollen, as if it were about to become erect, but his reproductive organs had already atrophied and were hidden deep inside the small fleshy hole in front of his abdomen.

"There's a heartbeat!" the forensic doctor exclaimed excitedly, but then she sensed something was wrong. She bent down to examine it closely and finally discovered that the fleshy opening known as the "urethra" was turning red. Then, a small, wrinkled penis slowly rose from inside...

At this moment, Mr. Qiao seemed to have lost control of his body's natural reactions. His heart rate continued to rise. With a "beep," the heart rate parameter on the life monitor screen had exceeded 20 beats per minute, and his breathing also became rapid. The non-invasive blood pressure Korotkoff sound transmitter beeped repeatedly, and the reading was approaching 10 beats per minute, and it was still rising...

"What a man! Sigh, he hid it so well..." Professor Cong exclaimed admiringly.

With a "poof," Mr. Qiao couldn't hold back and let out a loud fart, instantly filling the room with a stench.

"They even ate chive dumplings..." the forensic doctor said with some surprise.

At this moment, Master Qiao had calmed down from his initial anxiety. In his dantian, a mysterious true qi descended from the sky, continuously replenishing his energy. Even the true qi that had been absorbed by the blind man in the Yuxi Grand Canyon was replenished... Instantly, his eight extraordinary meridians were filled with true qi. It was simply miraculous!

The forensic doctor stared nervously at the fleshy opening in front of Mr. Qiao's abdomen. The wrinkled penis was still slowly rising, eventually reaching more than a foot in length. The triangular glans resembled a cobra and was twitching incessantly, which frightened her so much that she quickly grabbed a pair of sharp scissors.

“Mutation, do you see that? A rare mutation in the reproductive organs of a living organism…” Professor Cong said, pointing to Mr. Qiao’s penis.

"In Qin, Zhang Liang's dagger; in Han, Su Wu's staff; for General Yan's head; for Ji Kang's blood; for Zhang Suiyang's teeth; for Yan Changshan's tongue; Heaven and Earth possess righteous energy, which manifests in various forms..." Just then, Master Qiao suddenly began to recite "Ode to Righteousness" in a loud voice.

"He's alive! He's finally alive!" Professor Lu exclaimed excitedly.

"I just don't know if he's mentally sound?" Senior Engineer Pi said reservedly.

In fact, Master Qiao was perfectly lucid. He finally understood that the "Ghost Pot" could actually multiply his martial arts skills, making it an invaluable treasure that every martial artist dreamed of...

At this moment, he decided not to destroy the "ghost pot".

Chapter 161

"Comrades, don't be alarmed. This man has mastered the long-lost 'Shrinking Yang Technique.' It seems this old man is quite the martial arts master," Director Bi exclaimed in amazement.

"'Shrinking Yang Gong,' what kind of physiological phenomenon is that?" the forensic doctor asked, puzzled.

Director Bi explained, "It is said that only those who practice 'Boyhood Kung Fu' from childhood can learn and master 'Shrinking Yang Kung Fu,' which is an extremely powerful internal martial art that can completely retract and conceal the male external genitalia into the body, making it very mysterious."

Mr. Zhu lifted his head off Mr. Qiao's belly and chuckled, "The five tones emitted by the 'Ghost Pot' stimulated his occipital cavity, releasing a large amount of male hormones. Hmph, even a dead man can get an erection."

"The human body is truly amazing," Professor Lu said quietly.

"Director Bi, apart from the EEG parameters, this person's heart rate, respiration, and blood pressure have all returned to normal!" the forensic doctor Mu said loudly, staring at the monitor screen.

Mr. Zhu stood up with satisfaction and put away the "Ghost Pot" with both hands. Unexpectedly, the skull of his ancestor was firmly attached to the man's belly... "Strange." He muttered to himself, trying to pull it down, but it still wouldn't budge.

"What's wrong?" Director Bi noticed something was amiss.

"It seems to be stuck, I can't pull it off," Mr. Zhu said, puzzled.

"The Three Cardinal Guides are the foundation of my life, and righteousness is the root of my destiny. Alas, I have encountered misfortune, and I have failed in my duty. My heart is filled with sorrow, and I wonder what the end of Heaven's will is..." Master Qiao recited loudly, and then his arms shook, and the two finger-thick hemp ropes snapped instantly. He slowly sat up, his white beard and hair standing on end, and he looked like an immortal.

Everyone was shocked. Director Bi quickly reached out to stop their panic. His sinister gaze swept over the newly resurrected old man behind his glasses as he tentatively asked, "Who are you?"

"And who are you?" Old Master Qiao's gaze slowly swept across each person's face.

"I am Director Bi." Director Bi was overjoyed; it seemed this person was actually of sound mind.

"I am the forensic pathologist Mu." The sharp scissors in Mu's hand trembled slightly.

"Professor Cong."

"Professor Lu."