Chang Sheng Gou Said: Play The Suona At The Beginning, Mourn The Funeral And Cultivate Immortality

The mountains are vast and foggy at dawn.

A sound of suona pierced the tranquility in the mountains.

Then came bursts of crying.

The funeral procession slowly drove out of Taohua Village.

Among the team, a young man in green shirt played the suona skillfully.

He has sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, a face like a crown jade, and Literary Aura in his handsomeness.

There is a white flag stuck diagonally behind his neck.

Followed by a half-large black dog.

A sad suona sound came from his mouth.

A suona suppressed the gongs and drums and triggered the sadness of the funeral procession.

As the team moved forward, beads of sweat appeared on the young man's forehead.

"Oh, this body is really too weak."

The boy's name is Bai Yu, and he is a transmigrator who can transmigrate for two and a half days.

In his previous life, he was just an ordinary handsome guy.

Because he stayed up late to cultivate immortality, he died suddenly.

Then he transmigrated and became this unlucky guy named Bai Changsheng.

The Suona is played by the ancestors of the Bai family.

A few days ago, my parents were rushing to pay a funeral, but they were swept away by a flash flood and no bones were left.

As soon as my parents died, the house was occupied by the Chen family, the village tyrant.

At first, the Bai family used two paddy fields and exchanged it with the Chen family for a homestead and built a house.

We have been living peacefully for more than ten years.

Now that there is only one child left in the Bai family, the Chen family immediately turns their backs and takes the opportunity to seize the Bai family's house.

Bai Changsheng naturally refused, and was beaten and thrown out.

Bai Changsheng was very stubborn and came directly to die where he was.

At this time, Bai Yu happened to transmigrate over.

He quickly accepted the reality, and from now on he was called Bai Yu, also known as Changsheng.

Bai Yu was homeless and had to build a shed on the mountain to live.

After transmigrating for a few days, Bai Yu understood a truth:

"Handsomeness cannot be eaten."

Just yesterday, the family had run out of food and was starving.

Fortunately, Bai Changsheng still has the ability to play the suona passed down from his family.

There happened to be a funeral in the village, so he came over to join the funeral procession.

Drummer Uncle Da Zhuang was still worried about whether Bai Yu could keep up with the rhythm.

As a result, Bai Yu had a big funeral and almost didn't send him off.

Rhythm? nonexistent.

Among all kinds of musical instruments, the suona is the king, either ascending to heaven or worshiping in the hall.

When the suona sounds, I am the rhythm.

Uncle Da Zhuang was so shocked that he praised Bai Yu for being able to bury an emperor.

"Brother Bai has someone to succeed him, and our propaganda team in Taohua Village is here again."

Bai Yu joined the group on the spot and began to pay tribute to the people.

Once the funeral is completed, he will be able to establish himself in Taohua Village and officially become a member of the professional team.

So along the way, Bai Yu showed great energy.

He played the suona unhurriedly and firmly controlled the rhythm.

However, as the funeral procession went up the mountain.

Beads of sweat the size of soybeans appeared on Bai Yu's forehead, and his face turned a little pale.

This body is inherently innate, and it becomes even more inadequate after it dies the day after tomorrow.

Although my suona playing skills are good, my physical strength cannot keep up.

"No matter what, you must persevere."

Bai Yu held on all the way without showing any flaws.

Only Uncle Da Zhuang noticed that Bai Yu's chest was already wet with sweat.

Finally, the coffin was lowered into the grave.

Bai Yu's eyes turned black.

Fortunately, I finally persisted.

When he recovered, he found a blue light curtain in front of him.

[Funeral target: Zhao Laogen. ]

[Identity: farmer. ]

[Cultivation: None. ]

[Skills: Planting, cooking, logging. ]

[Funeral participation rate: 10%. ]

[Reward: Strength +3, Life Experience +5. ]

Bai Yu's hand holding the suona couldn't help but tremble slightly.

But his face remained calm.

There was an ancient scripture in his mind.

"Burial Record"!

Three ancient seal characters with flying dragons and phoenixes seem to contain the truth of heaven and earth.

There is a line of small words below.

Bury the sky, the earth, and the world!

On the dark cover, a star of white light would light up from time to time, and then quickly dim again.

If your eyesight is good enough, you can spot the white light, which is clearly a Great Thousand World.

Bai Yu's mind was focused on the Burial Record, and he immediately understood its efficacy and usage.

First, start with immortality.

But immortality does not mean immortality.

When a person is killed, he will die.

You may also die of starvation, poisoning, or being cursed.

Secondly, going to a funeral will make you stronger.

Every time you bury someone, you can gain some abilities from the target.

Such as strength, qi and blood, or even martial arts or cultivation.

However, it must be an intelligent creature and must have a burial commission in order to obtain the reward.

Bai Yu calmly waited for the funeral to end.

Finally, the funeral Taoist priest finished reciting the sutra.

Bai Yu and the advocacy team played another song "Song of the Blue Sky".

“Ashes return to ashes, soil returns to soil, there is no way back from hell.”

[The funeral is successful and you will receive rewards: strength +5, life experience +5. ]

[Do you want to receive it? ]

Bai Yu did not receive the reward immediately.

Everything needs to be stable. Who knows if anything will happen after receiving the reward?

He followed the team back to the village and had the last meal.

He was sitting at the professional team table.

Uncle Da Zhuang and others drank some wine and started bragging mode.

Bai Yu is immersed in cooking.

It looks slow but actually he eats very fast.

He has been very hungry these days.

In the blink of an eye, half of the food on the table was missing.

Uncle Da Zhuang and the others called him so terrifying.

They stopped drinking and bragging about their awesomeness, and hurriedly joined the ranks of the cooks.

Half an hour later, Bai Yu walked towards his home, stroking his round belly.

Before leaving, I placed a red plum on the fruit plate on the table.

The most important thing is that he has ten more coins in his arms.

The propaganda team is worth twenty coins each.

Bai Yu is underage and can only get half of his salary.

This is the law in rural areas. Only adult men are considered as formal labor force.

Children and women can only be counted as half a person.

He took ten cents and bought more than ten kilograms of sweet potatoes from a shop at the entrance of the village.

This should last at least a week.

Bai Yu carried the sweet potatoes home and was in a good mood. He pursed his lips and whistled.

A half-grown little black dog ran over from a distance.

"Old Mo, I want to eat fish."

The little black dog seemed to be able to understand people's words and jumped into a creek for a splash.

When Bai Changsheng died, only this black dog stayed with him and never left him.

There is a quota for a buried beast in the Burial Record, which can also live forever, only for beasts.

Bai Yu gave this spot to the little black dog without any hesitation.

In this way, you won’t be too lonely on the road to eternal life.

Half an hour later, it picked up a small fish as long as its index finger from the water.

"Okay, let's have roasted sweet potatoes and fish stew tonight."

Bai Yu cheered.

He was carrying sweet potatoes, and Lao Mo was holding a small fish.

One person and one dog depend on each other for life.

Bai Yu took out a plum from his sleeve, took a bite, and the bitter taste exploded in his mouth.

But after the bitterness, a hint of sweetness came to the tip of the tongue.

All the hardships come with joy.

Seeing Bai Yu eating alone, the little black dog jumped up and down and barked, as if to reprimand Bai Yu for being unloyal.

"Woof~woof~."

Bai Yu put the remaining half of a plum into the little black dog's mouth.

The little black dog took a bite and jumped even higher.

"Woof woof~woo~"

It's bitter, astringent and unpalatable.

Bai Yu put the plum core into his palm and said with a smile:

"It's not ripe yet. It will taste delicious after it is ripe."

The little black dog followed Bai Yu cursing, as if to say:

"Although I'm not a human, you are a real dog."

One person and one dog returned home.

It was a shack built with branches and thatch.

A blunt hatchet, a suona, and a half-broken jar were all Bai Yu's belongings.

As for other properties, they were all snatched away by the Chen family.

Bai Yu looked at the dilapidated shack and said to the little black dog:

"Old Mo, we are not in a hurry."

"What should I do if the world bullies me, slanders me, and looks down upon me?"

"Just bear with him, let him, and ignore him."

"In a hundred years, their graves will be dug up, their corpses will be whipped, and their whole family will be wiped out."