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

"This wine gourd is going to be left as a dowry for my granddaughter."

Lao Zhangtou held the wine gourd very preciously, as if he was afraid that someone would snatch it.

Bai Yu smiled and said:

"Uncle Zhang, you are not afraid that I will drink your wine secretly, so you made up a granddaughter."

Old Zhangtou was already seventy percent drunk:

"Nonsense, I really have a granddaughter."

"Lao Zhang, I was a bastard when I was young. I left my family and career to travel around."

"As a result, I didn't accomplish anything and didn't dare to go home. I could only watch from a distance."

"Now let's look at it. After this new year, I will go back to my hometown to find my granddaughter and buy her a dowry."

He seemed to be a bit self-deprecating and said:

"As people get older, they are no longer useful, and they become more and more homesick."

Bai Yu didn't expect Lao Zhangtou to have such a past.

He gave Lao Zhang a chicken drumstick and gave Lao Mo another one:

"Uncle Zhang, it's a good thing that you want to go home. Come and eat chicken legs."

Lao Zhangtou looked at Bai Yu and said with a smile:

"If my granddaughter can find a husband like you, then my old bones will have nothing to worry about."

"I can't give you the wine gourd, but I can pour you a glass of wine. This is my unique recipe, Lao Zhang."

As he spoke, he poured Bai Yu a glass of wine from the wine gourd.

Not to mention, Lao Zhangtou's wine is very special, as clear and transparent as honey, and smells fragrant.

Even though Bai Yu doesn't like drinking, smelling it makes him greedy.

He picked up the wine glass and drank it dry. He suddenly felt the fragrance lingering on his lips and teeth, and a warm current flowed around his body.

He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he even felt that his cultivation bottleneck had loosened a little.

When he was about to ask about the origin of the wine, Lao Zhangtou had already fallen asleep holding the wine gourd.

Bai Yu shook his head and seemed to have drank a little too much.

"Old Mo, am I drunk?"

"Woof woof~"

New Year's Eve passed like this.

The next day, the first day of the Lunar New Year.

Bai Yu took Lao Mo to pay New Year greetings to Uncle Jiu, and after getting a red envelope, he returned to Yizhuang to practice.

As a rule, no one comes to the door on the first day of junior high school, so it is rare to feel at ease.

However, that evening, there was a rapid knock on the door.

Bai Yu stood up helplessly:

"What's going on? You're going to be buried on the first day of the new year?"

When he opened the door, he saw a dozen carriages parked outside.

The last few carriages all pulled a big red coffin.

Before Bai Yu could speak, a tall man with a beard came forward and saluted with his hands raised:

"This little brother, several of our brothers are seriously ill and have left. We really have no place to stay. We have no choice but to come here to bother them. Please be accommodating."

Bai Yu stepped forward and asked.

It turned out that this was a caravan that traveled a long way, selling goods and reselling the price difference.

Who would have known that when passing by Jiangcheng, several people fell ill suddenly and died on New Year's Eve.

It was impossible to carry the body with him when traveling far away, so the caravan members bought a few coffins for burial.

Birth, old age, illness and death are all impermanent.

No one can say which will come first, tomorrow or the accident.

Bai Yu couldn't keep people away and welcomed them into Yizhuang.

Bearded man said to Bai Yu:

"Little brother, I'm so sorry that I'm here to disturb you during the Chinese New Year."

"A small courtesy is not a sign of respect."

As he spoke, he stuffed a small bag into Bai Yu.

Bai Yu weighed it and found that the silver inside might not be as heavy as two or three.

The bearded man was very respectful and gave Lao Zhangtou a red envelope.

"You two, we businessmen are pressed for time, and we will suffer losses every day the goods are loaded."

"Please help me make arrangements to bury our brothers as soon as possible."

Seeing how polite they were, it was even harder for Bai Yu and the others to say anything.

Bai Yu said:

"Don't worry, I will bury them tomorrow."

The bearded man thanked him repeatedly, indicating that he would be grateful afterwards.

Bai Yu directed the caravan to welcome the coffin into the inner courtyard room.

Then he picked up the suona and played an elegy.

However, Bai Yu was surprised to find that there was no burial target in the coffin.

Bai Yu's heart lifted.

Something is wrong, so wrong.

On New Year's Day, a coffin was delivered to my door, but there was no burial target inside.

He calmly lit incense on a coffin next to him.

As a result, there is still no funeral target in the burial record!

In other words, there is either no one in the coffin, or the person inside is not dead!

Bai Yu arranged several coffins by lighting incense and burning paper.

The third body indeed had a burial destination.

[Funeral target: Geng Long. ]

[Identity: Corpse Refining. ]

[Cultivation: Bronze Armored Corpse! ]

[Basic reward: Strength +14, life experience +130. ]

[Optional rewards: Iron Corpse Skill, Dragon Power Technique, Golden Bell...]

[Funeral participation: 3%. ]

There turned out to be a corpse in bronze armor.

And looking at the rewards, they are exactly the same as those practiced by Mangzi.

It is clearly a corpse made with the same technique!

This group of people is in the same group as Master Jinlong!

The fourth and fifth coffins also contained corpses in bronze armor!

Three bronze armored corpses, a group of extraordinary Martial Artists.

Bai Yu couldn't help but secretly take a breath of cold air.

This group of people definitely has an ulterior motive.

He still kept smiling, and he and the others with the beard gave instructions about the wake.

After finishing his work, Bai Yu returned to the bedroom, picked up a book of Spring and Autumn and began to flip through it. There seemed to be nothing unusual about it.

What no one noticed was that a black dog quietly slipped out of the dog hole.

After Lao Mo had left for about half an hour, Bai Yu stood up quietly and knocked on Lao Zhangtou's door.

At this time, Lao Zhangtou was holding the wine gourd and wiping it, and he polished the red gourd until it was shiny.

"Xiaoyu, why are you here?"

Bai Yu said:

"Uncle Zhang, did we forget to worship the Lord of the Land?"

"In previous years, I would go to the big stone in the back mountain to worship the Earth God and pray for everything to be safe this year."

Lao Zhang was stunned for a moment after hearing this. How could there be any land master in the back mountain?

Moreover, there was no custom of worshiping the Lord of the Land in previous years.

But he was a mature man after all, and he immediately realized something was wrong, slapped his thigh and followed Bai Yu's words.

"Hey, in previous years this was all handled by Taoist Master Lin Jiu, but this year he's not here, so I really forgot about it."

"Let's quickly prepare some offerings and go for a walk in the back mountains. It will be difficult if we make the Land Master angry."

Bai Yu carried a basket and said:

"The offerings are ready. Let's go back quickly. If we're late, we won't be able to see the way clearly."

With that said, the two of them carried the offerings, went out through the back door, and went all the way to the mass grave in the back mountain.

Bai Yu walked all the way in front, and Lao Zhangtou followed behind.

The two of them walked for about two or three miles. When Lao Zhang saw no one around, he couldn't help but ask:

"Xiaoyu, what happened to you today? Did you discover something?"

Bai Yu sensed it and found no one following him, so he said:

"Uncle Zhang, there's something wrong with those people."

Lao Zhangtou asked doubtfully:

"What's wrong?"

"Let me answer for him, because we are not here for a funeral at all."

A voice came slowly.

I could only see a figure not far away. I don’t know when there was an additional figure.