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Old Uncle Zheng sobbed, "Your Majesty, Xiao Tong, why is he gone?"

"Didn't I just say that the risks for a monk to advance are extremely high and there is a narrow escape from death.

Zheng Tong accidentally went crazy and fell while in seclusion to attack the golden elixir. This matter is unpredictable and can happen to every monk. Don't be sad, old man. "

"What? Uncle Zheng is gone?" The red-armed young man was shocked, "You are talking nonsense."

Uncle Zheng shouted, "Ajian, what are you talking about? Get out!"

He repeatedly said to Shi Feng, "Your Majesty, don't be offended, the child is ignorant..."

"Nothing, nothing. Uncle, where are the graves of Zheng Tong's parents? Take me there. It's getting late. After I bury Zheng Tong, I have to rush back to the sect."

"Yes!" Mr. Zheng put the bone box back on the tea table, "Your Majesty, do you have any last words before I leave?"

Shi Feng sighed, "He said that the fox died on the first hill and wanted to be buried next to his parents."

"Don't you have anything else to say?"

"No."

Old Man Zheng murmured, "Well, does Xiaotong have any relics?"

Shi Feng glanced at him, pondered for a moment, and took out a bag from his arms, "Zheng Tong asked me to give these spiritual stones to the old man. Thank you for your kindness in raising me."

Old man Zheng took the bag and found that there were a thousand spiritual stones in it. He couldn't help but feel happy and sad at the same time.

Of course Shi Feng could give him more spirit stones, but he was just a Qi practitioner, so a thousand spirit stones would be enough. Too much will bring disaster.

"The little old man is old and will be buried in a few years. Although the spirit stone is good, it is of no use to me. I wonder if Xiaotong can leave anything behind so that I can keep my thoughts on him?" He said, I couldn't help but shed tears again.

In the bones of the black turtle, Long Er laughed loudly, "Shi Laosan, after doing this for a long time, this old man is just hypocritical!

He suspects you of swallowing Zheng Tong's relics! That's true, it's impossible for a dignified late-stage foundation-building monk to have only a thousand spiritual stones as his possessions after death! Where are his magic weapons, elixirs, and seals? Hand them over quickly! "

Shi Feng thought to himself, there were some magic weapons among Zheng Tong's relics, especially the double swords of Hui Feng Fu Xue, which were high-grade spiritual weapons and were valuable, but these magic weapons were not controllable by just Qi practitioners.

If you leave it to Old Man Zheng, I'm afraid that within three days, a powerful enemy will come to kill people and seize the treasure.

"Zheng Tong's relics were all taken back by the sect according to the rules." Shi Feng said, taking out another bag of spirit stones, "Zheng Tong and I were friends, and these five hundred spirit stones were my little care, old man. Just take it."

"How dare you do this!"

"You're welcome, just keep it." Shi Feng picked up the bone box, "Let's go, old man, take me to the cemetery and let Zheng Tong be laid to rest."

"Okay, okay. Your Majesty, please come with me." Old Uncle Zheng put away the two storage bags, walked to the door, and ordered the two brothers in the yard, "Ajian, you pack up, bring the shovel, we will be there in a minute Come to the cemetery in the back mountain.”

"Oh! Oh!" The red-armed young man agreed loudly.

Old Uncle Zheng led Shi Feng all the way out of the village.

In the black turtle bones, the white fox suddenly said, "Little Shitou, there is something strange. I don't know if I am wrong."

"What's the matter, Master Hu?"

"When we entered Old Man Zheng's house just now, the stone demon seemed to be moving a little strangely."

Shi Feng was startled, "The stone demon moved strangely?"

After the stone demon was included in the black turtle bones, Bai Hu hid it in the soul-gathering coffin, hoping to break the restriction of spiritual consciousness in his head.

However, this restriction was set by Lingxiao Sword Master Fei Hongzi himself. He finally obtained this stone demon and wanted to refine it into his own clone.

To prevent accidents, Fei Hongzi placed seven secret marks on the stone demon's head. Once touched, the stone demon's consciousness house would explode and he would die instantly.

Over the years, Bai Hu has carefully used the Ancient Divine Mind Technique to break through Fei Hongzi's restrictions bit by bit.

As for the Stone Demon, his consciousness was controlled by the two masters and he remained unconscious.

"Yes, the Stone Demon has been sleeping all these years, but just now you entered the house and not long after you sat down, the Stone Demon occasionally kicked his feet twice, as if he was having a nightmare.

When you left the house, the stone demon became quiet again and fell asleep again. "

Shi Feng asked in surprise, "What's going on?"

Bai Hu shook his head, "I'm confused too."

Long Er curled his lips and said, "It's just a coincidence. This stone demon has been tortured by you every day, old fox, and has almost gone crazy. Now it is coming back to its senses. With a few kicks of its hands and feet, it will probably die in two days."

…

After winter, the days become shorter, Shen hour has passed, and the sun has shifted to the west.

Shi Feng had no royal weapons, so he held the bone box and followed Old Uncle Zheng up the mountain on foot.

After walking for half an hour, we arrived at the Houshan Cemetery. This is a valley with a bunch of graves in the east and a cluster in the west. Generations of ancestors of the Zheng family in Beiling are buried here.

Old Uncle Zheng led Shi Feng around east and west to a cemetery in the east.

This tomb is no different from the others around it. It is neat and tidy. The stone tablet is engraved with, "First examine the tomb of the Yang family, the first concubine of Zheng Gong Xiande".

Uncle Zheng knelt down in front of the grave and couldn't help but burst into tears again. "Second brother, I'm sorry for you. I didn't take good care of Xiaotong. Wow, he's gone now..."

Shi Feng held the bone box and looked around, thinking that the graves here were densely packed and very close to each other. If he built another grave for Zheng Tong, there wouldn't be enough space.

"Old Uncle Zheng, have the graves of Zheng Tong's parents always been buried here?"

Old Uncle Zheng held back his tears and said, "Yes, Xiaotong entered the Tai Chi Sect and successfully built the foundation. In fact, he has already made his ancestors proud. Every time he comes back, I tell him that we should move the tomb and rebuild it and build a big cemetery. Xiaotong Always refused..."

Shi Feng sighed, Zheng Tong knew in his heart that he was just a craftsman, and if his identity was discovered, his parents would definitely be affected, and he would not be able to honor his ancestors, so he kept a low profile.

Old Uncle Zheng continued, "...Your Majesty, your words remind me that although Xiaotong is gone, he is about to form a pill, and his status is not low. How about we choose a new cemetery for him and bury him with great splendor." ..."

Shi Feng was startled and said quickly, "Absolutely not, monks are different from ordinary people and don't pay attention to these pomps!"

"But." Old Uncle Zheng was puzzled, "There is no space at all at the second brother's grave. How can I bury Xiao Tong?"

"It doesn't matter. Zheng Tong's last wish was to be buried next to his parents. We will bury him together with his parents, which fulfills his wish."

"That stele..."

"There is no need to erect any stone tablets."

Uncle Zheng was a little dissatisfied, but Shi Feng was a senior of the sect, so he couldn't say anything.

"Then when Ajian comes, we will dig the grave and bury our little brother."

Shi Feng waved his hand, "It doesn't have to be so troublesome."

As he spoke, a dagger flew out of his sleeve, turned like a whirlwind, and entered the hole.

The soil flew up, and in the blink of an eye, Feijian had dug a cave one foot deep and as wide as the mouth of a bowl.

Surprisingly, the excavated soil was not scattered around, but was suspended in the air, motionless.

Shi Feng stopped his fingers and retracted his dagger. The cave was dug just enough to reach the coffin below.

He stepped forward, lowered the bone box along the entrance of the hole, and placed it on Zheng Tong's father's coffin.

Then Shi Feng pressed his right palm, and the soil suspended in the air fell down one after another and poured into the cave, filling it up again.

"Okay, Zheng Tong has been laid to rest. Old man, please keep this matter a secret and don't tell anyone." Shi Feng looked at the surrounding mountains and sighed deeply, "This mountain forest is very quiet, so just let Zheng Tong, rest in peace here.”

He turned around and was about to leave, when two men came running up from the foot of the mountain panting, it was Brother Ajian.

The two of them had just picked up tools in the yard and rushed over. Unexpectedly, Shi Feng had already completed the burial of the bone box.

"Okay, everyone, go back, the matter is done." Shi Feng waved his hand.

In the bones of the black turtle, the white fox suddenly said, "It's strange, the stone demon's feet started to tremble again."

Long Er asked in surprise, "Is there anything wrong with these two brothers?"