I Just Want To Be Quiet

After leaving the village, the funeral team went straight to a certain direction without any twists and turns.

But at the moment, Qiao Ciguang's walking is not a straight line, but like walking a maze, sometimes turning left, sometimes right, sometimes turning his head and walking backward. And every time you walk a certain distance, you will stand in place for a while before continuing.

After a while, their eyes suddenly became clear, and the mist suddenly became thinner.

I saw a small hillside in front of him, and on the hillside, there were dense uplifts, full of large and small graves.

This is a huge cemetery.

At this moment, the village chief of Zi Village, with villagers and many casual repairs, was digging holes in the cemetery. Judging from the number of tombs they dug, they are preparing to move the three coffins next to them and the four corpses on the bed. , All buried.

Qiao Ciguang and others concealed their body and breath, hiding in the distance to spy.

"Why are those casual repairs also in the funeral procession?" Ruan Zhi's eyes flickered, he looked at the crowd for a moment, and suddenly said a little "Huh", the sound transmission said.

"I don't know..." Chu Hanbei guessed, "Did they also go to the village chief to inquire about the news in private, so that...?"

"It's impossible." He was interrupted by Shi Wanli before he finished speaking. He said, "Senior Sister Chu has been in the sect for a long time, and she rarely interacts with casual cultivators. Maybe she doesn't know much about them."

"These casual cultivators are all mobs, both greedy and desperate."

"What happened to me yesterday, even Senior Sister Qiao is cautious, let alone these casual cultivators?"

"Unless there is a life-threatening matter, or the opportunity is right in front of them, otherwise they would never dare to take such a risk."

"Otherwise, why start on the island and follow Senior Sister Qiao and refuse to leave?"

Qiao Ciguang's heart sank when he heard the words, but he immediately understood the reason why the village chief of Zi Village was so grateful to them just now.

Yesterday the village chief entrusted the drummer, and the crying wandering wife wanted to find someone to accompany her in the funeral, but she did not agree.

But obviously, these needs of Zi Village are still met by casual repair!

Fairy Yu Meng is most likely to do this without telling her.

It's just that, now I can only go back and talk about it, and there is still work to be done right now.

Just when several people talked about the sound transmission, everyone in Zi Village had dug the tomb and buried the coffin and bedboard in it. Then, they performed a simple ceremony. The crying widow took the lead in weeping, as if it was time. When she arrived, she suddenly stopped her voice, stood up, and talked a few words in a low voice with the village chief. The whole team immediately began to pack things, and walked back in twos and threes.

But the funeral is over, depending on the situation, I plan to return to the village.

Qiao Ciguang and others hid on the side and waited patiently.

Finally, after a while, everyone walked away, and they unlocked the spell and walked into the cemetery.

Coming to the fresh graves of the seven graves, Qiao Ciguang said in a deep voice: "The dead are not necessarily the things that the living people refuse to say. It took Zi Village so much to bury people here, maybe in the corpses, There are secrets, or clues."

Upon hearing this, Ruan Zhi said hurriedly: "Senior Sister, why do you do such a small thing, I will do it."

"No!" However, Qiao Ciguang shook his head and refused, and ordered, "You are not allowed to shoot, I will come alone, I will do it, and I can guarantee that I'm fine."

She is Suzhen's innocent inheritance, and the word "true biography" means that a disciple of this level is qualified to accept the true inheritance of the sect.

Such younger generations, even for the top sects of the Panya Realm with many high-ranking monks, need to be valued and cherished.

The true legend of the magic door is not low in status, not to mention that Su Zhentian is still a well-known door.

Therefore, in Qiao Ciguang's body, there are still a lot of hole cards not used, and he is fearless at this moment.

But these juniors are different. Even if they have some life-saving means given by their masters in their hands, they don't necessarily have that strength to use them.

She had always given orders among her peers in the sect, and her face was serious at this moment. Although Ruan Zhi and others wanted to help, they didn't dare to say anything.

After drinking from his companion, Qiao Ciguang turned to the seven grave bags, politely bowed one by one, and said, "Sorry, I offended it today."

With a wave of his hand, a translucent giant palm suddenly stretched out of thin air above the three graves in the middle, and he grabbed it at random. The graves that had just been piled up by the people of Zi Village for a long time were immediately picked up and exposed. Three coffins inside.

The coffin was exposed to broad daylight, and Qiao Ciguang did not continue to act, but waited patiently.

After waiting for a while, he found that he was okay, and then he flicked his fingers, and the three coffins that were originally nailed to the coffin lid were suddenly lifted open with vigor.

The five people immediately looked inside the coffin, but the next moment they saw that among the three coffins, there was nothing inside!

They were suddenly startled.

Qiao Ciguang reacted first, and immediately opened the other four tomb bags, and found that there was only a thin coffin made temporarily with a bed board. The shoddy coffin even had a gap of two fingers. In the thin coffin, there was also no corpse.

She glanced around the tomb bag, dug another old tomb, and opened the coffin to see that it was empty!

Seeing this scene, Shi Wanli also began to dig the tomb, and the four of Ruan Zhi joined them.

Soon, most of the graves on the hillside were dug out. All the coffins were the same, they were all empty, and none of the coffins contained corpses.

"This mouth is also empty...all empty!" Zhong Shizhu frowned, "Could it be that there are no dead people in this village? The funeral is just for us to see?"

"No!" Shi Wanli shook his head and said in a deep voice, "Yesterday I was in the coffin in the backyard of the old Xu's house. I saw clearly that there were corpses lying in the three coffins, and the corpses had appeared. So someone must be dead. !"

"It's just that, as for why the corpse was missing...I don't know."

"Could it be that they only carried the coffin at the funeral, and the corpse is still in the old Xu's house?" Chu Hanbei put forward an idea.

Zhang Jing thought for a while and said, "In the funeral procession, there are casual cultivators in it. Let's go back now and ask them about it?"

Everyone thought about it, and they all nodded, Qiao Ciguang then ordered: "Buy the coffins back, and pack the graves."

"Yes, Senior Sister." Ruan Zhi and the others quickly agreed, and Shi Wanli also worked together.

Just as they were restoring the cemetery with their hands and feet neatly, Qiao Ciguang's eyes suddenly condensed, and he looked around.

But I saw the fog that had just faded around, and I don't know when it will thicken again.

Moreover, it is approaching the cemetery step by step.

Oooo... oooo... oooo...

I don't know what the birds are calling, and the faint resentment came from the depths of the fog, adding a little bit of treacherousness.

"Hurry up!" Qiao Ciguang's expression was serious, with a thought, hundreds of translucent hands suddenly appeared above the cemetery, and quickly buried all the remaining coffins. After that, she took Shi Wanli and the four seniors. Leave quickly.

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Sang Village.

In the joy of blowing and beating, the welcoming team slowly returned to the village.

"Pick up the bride! Pick up the bride!" The colorfully dressed children gathered around the team, clapped their hands, jumped their feet, and shouted loudly, "Hello bride, beautiful bride... the bride gave birth to a child and raised his eyebrows!"

"Okay, okay." In the team, Ding, who has the village chief's house, beamed out the ready-made clothes, took out all kinds of candies and pastries, and threw them at the children.

The children laughed and scrambled to pick it up, and then chased to Pei Ling's white horse, yelling: "Whether the groom is the groom, the groom is a talent... The groom is rich and rich, healthy and longevity!"

Pei Ling's face was solemn, and this time he went out of the village to welcome his relatives. Except for the funeral team in Zi Village, he did not see the honor of Zi Village's marrying daughter.

But right now, all the villagers behaved as if they had received a bride.

Not surprisingly, the funeral team came to "marry a daughter" in Sang Village.

When Xu saw that he did not respond to the children's lipstick, two family members squeezed up to help him distribute fruit cakes, and said: "The bride and groom are born in pairs, and there is a pair in the ground..."

"Born to be a pair, set a pair on the ground!" Upon hearing this, the children replied suddenly.

Jia Ding sprinkled out a handful of fruit cakes again, shouting: "The appearance of a talented woman, a perfect match..."

The crisp childish voices one after another: "The appearance of a man, a talented woman, and a perfect match!"

Amid the noise, the team had already passed through the village and stopped at the door of the village chief's house.

Jiading had been waiting here for a long time, and stepped forward to grab the rein of the white horse and signaled Peiling to dismount.

After Pei Ling got off the horse, he immediately handed a handful of Jin Yurui Moire Ruyi to him and asked him to pick up the car curtain.

He frowned, thought about it, and did so.

The sedan curtain was lifted, and there were three figures sitting in the empty sedan chair!

The middle one is extremely petite, and it looks like a child under ten years old, wearing a blood-like big red wedding gown, covered with a hijab, and holding a jade bottle with tangled branches and flowers in his hand.

The jade bottle is tall, because the child's childhood was too young, and it looked very difficult to hold.

On her left and right, sat an adult, judging from her body size, one is tall and the other is petite. They are all wearing water-red skirts, and their heads are covered with water-red hijab. They seem to be holding nothing in their hands. , With the sleeves closed, the skirt covering the silk shoes, without exposing any skin.

It seemed that the car curtain was lifted, and the three figures moved, but then there was no further action.

Upon seeing this, Pei Ling suddenly thought of secular marriage customs, and his complexion changed slightly. Shouldn't he ask him to carry out these three so-called brides?

Fortunately, at this moment, the former sugar-spreader took the lead and shouted: "Bride, urge it out!"

"Bride, urge it out!" The children who got the fruit cake rushed to respond, and many villagers joined in the excitement and shouted. Amid the rumbling noise, the three figures finally continued to move.

... stood up straight.

Pei Ling hooked the car curtain with wishful thinking, frowning even tighter. These three people, although well-dressed and complicatedly dressed, are still covered with hijabs at the moment, but he saw at a glance that these are just three corpses!

Moreover, that tall adult, with clear yin and yang attributes of his aura, he is a man at all!

really.

Sangcun welcomes his relatives, and the bride he welcomes is the corpse from the funeral and burial in Zicun.

Just as Pei Ling watched the three men, headed by a girl, filed out of the sedan chair, four more male corpses walked behind the sedan chair.

They were still wearing their own robes, and their faces were smeared with grease and powder, with traces of being dressed up, and their eyes were a dead gray. They silently followed the three girls behind them, following each other, like concubines in dowry.

Pei Ling put down the car curtain and watched them walk in on the silk blanket laid out by the village chief’s house, and pondered slightly: "Happy event, but the one who married is a dead person..."

"So, this village is full of ghosts!"

"Even...including me?"