White Bone Monkey King

"General Lieutenant! Woohoo!"

"Abbott! Woohoo!"

The two brothers, the mourners, were both shocked by the sight of so many people in front of them.

Shocked. Shocked.

The brothers did not forget to continue crying and mourning.

The two grown men were crying in front of him. General Duwei felt uncomfortable, as if he was being mourned.

I haven’t seen this Dragon King yet.

It would be unlucky to leave first.

Facing the question from the abbot of Bailong Temple, the white-robed brother of the two mourning brothers continued to kneel at the mouth of the canyon to mourn, and explained the reason with tears. They were using mourning to find a way to survive, and it was very effective. .

"Woo, General Duwei...Abbott, listen carefully...Woo..."

"There are many sounds of broken mirrors in the canyon, approaching us, woo woo, the harder our brothers cry, the faster the sound of broken mirrors, woo woo, our brothers plan to use the material sutra to cry Open those hanging coffin burials in the canyon and cry out for a way out, oh oh oh..."

At this time, the younger brother, who was wearing a black robe, cried so hard that his voice became hoarse: "My brother said it's called the reunion of broken mirrors, and it's a good sign."

General Duwei: "?"

Abbot of Bailong Temple: "?"

Monk Kongming and Monk Hongzhao: "?"

other people:"?"

"I don't know if it's a reunion, but I'm very curious. There are so many hanging coffins of people buried here. You two brothers are just relying on you to cry out coffins one by one. Will you have to mourn for the whole year of the monkey?"

The captain-general looked at the two mourning brothers in front of him, and raised his hand with some laughter and pointed at the hanging coffin burial canyon in front of him.

The two mourning brothers wailed and said: "This is called sincerity, wuwuwu..."

General Duwei was really made to feel numb by the mourning sounds of the two brothers in front of him.

The two grown men cried like pussies.

The most important thing is to still cry to him.

If it were an ordinary person, it would be frightening.

"You two brothers arrived before us, but did you see anyone entering the hanging coffin burial canyon in front of you?" the captain asked.

The two mourning brothers shook their heads in mourning.

The captain asked again: "You have been mourning here for so long, but have you ever seen a strange female corpse enter this hanging coffin burial canyon?"

The two mourning brothers still shook their heads in mourning this time.

This time, the captain asked the mourner how long it had been since they landed ashore. The two brothers finally stopped asking questions. They sobbed and said, "...General captain, we two brothers have been ashore since they landed." , I have been crying at the mouth of the canyon, ‘Chu Cao Jing’... It’s probably not been four moments, but three moments... I’ve never seen anyone come ashore... and entered the hanging coffin burial canyon in front of me.”

The two brothers knelt down at the mouth of the canyon and continued to mourn into the canyon. They cried harder and more piously than they did for their ancestors at the funeral. They cried to the ground at the sound of broken mirrors in the canyon. Their throats became hoarse and their eyes became red and swollen from crying.

"Abbot, what do you think about the hanging coffin burial canyon in front of you?" The captain turned to look at the abbot of Bailong Temple who had been silent and carefully looked at the hanging coffins on the cliffs on both sides.

The abbot of Bailong Temple clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, General Duwei, even I can't see through the canyon in front of me. It's like looking at a mandala through the bank of mist."

"As the saying goes, there is a specialization in a profession."

"I'm just a monk who stays in the temple to eat, chant, and meditate on Buddhist scriptures. I can't help with this matter of dealing with coffins. I'm afraid we really have to rely on these two donors to help us cry out for a way out this time. Come."

"Monks don't lie."

"I really can't see through it, so I don't want to take action without risking people's lives."

"Amitabha."

The abbot of Bailong Temple clasped his hands together and lowered his eyebrows.

In fact, not to mention the abbot of Bailong Temple who couldn't see through the reality of the hanging coffin burial canyon in front of him, even the captain general himself couldn't see through the reality of the hanging coffin burial canyon in front of him after staring at it for a while.

In the eyes of him and the abbot of Bailong Temple, these hanging coffin burials were probably just hanging coffin burials with a gloomier atmosphere.

But in the eyes of the two mourner brothers, who are good at dealing with all kinds of dead people, they can often see more than them.

The canyon in front of them was filled with hanging coffins and burials. There must have been some weirdness and danger that they didn't notice, or else the pair of mourning brothers would have been beaten to death without daring to enter rashly.

At this time, the mourning brothers were kneeling at the mouth of the canyon, still sobbing and crying into the canyon.

That pious look was more pious than others crying for their ancestors at the grave.

Maybe it's true that sincerity leads to spiritual success.

The sound of broken mirrors in the canyon became more and more intense.

The captain's eyes were astonished: "He is indeed a mourner, he can make the dead cry alive. Could it be that the approaching noises in the canyon are really the victims in the hanging coffins who were moved by the sincerity of the mourners?" Is there really such a thing as reunion among mourners?"

The captain nodded thoughtfully.

At this time, even the abbot of Bailong Temple looked at the two mourning brothers kneeling at the mouth of the canyon and said with emotion: "Amitabha, I heard that there are many types of mourning mourners, depending on the occasion and environment. One of the effects of mourning is to praise the deceased's merits, knock on the door of hell, and send people on their way to peace of mind."

"This 'Chu Material Sutra' can help you cry for a way out. I'm afraid this is the effect."

"It's hard for these two benefactors to mourn and hold funerals for those in the valley. But we are not mourners, we don't know how to mourn, and we can't help in any way."

The captain snorted.

"...I won't cry in mourning either..."

"It seems that this time we really have to rely on these two mourning brothers to help us cry out a way out."

But just as the captain finished speaking, a subordinate suddenly pointed in the direction he was coming from and said, "General, there are firelights floating behind us. Could it be that someone is approaching the shore again?"

Hear the words.

Everyone turned to look behind them.

In the dark underground world, there was indeed a little firelight, swaying in the dark mid-air. It looked like the light of a torch beating in the darkness.

This underground world is dark and empty.

When a person walks in this empty and silent underground world, every time he steps, he can always hear the crisp echo of walking in the empty cave.

Snap.

Snap.

Firelight danced in the darkness.

He was actually walking this way too.

"Woo, brother, woo, someone has come ashore again, woo woo..."

The younger brother in black robes among the two mourners secretly said to his elder brother.

"Don't talk. If you are sincere, you will cry. Wuwuwu..."

The two of them continued to cry in the direction of the canyon. Even if their throats were broken by crying today, the two brothers must cry their way out.

…

Not long after the two brothers finished speaking, a lame man with raised eyebrows, holding a torch, broke the black fog and peaceful silence, and joined the captain and the others.

It's that Kuixing Kick Dou.

There was a lot of blood on Kuixing Kidou's body. It looked like he had just experienced a life-and-death battle and finally managed to survive.

"General Lieutenant, you are indeed here!" Kuixing Kidou limped over happily as soon as he saw so many people gathered here and it was so lively.

"I saw so many rafts on the shore and saw a lot of firelight. At that time, I thought that General Duwei must have led people down to the Yinyi River!"

"I met the abbot and two senior monks from Bailong Temple. I didn't expect everyone to gather here. I saw a fire here and rushed over immediately."

"Hey, the two mourning brothers are here too. Why are you two brothers kneeling down at the mouth of the canyon to mourn? Who are you mourning for?"

When he saw all the familiar faces gathered here, Kuixing Kidou, who had just escaped death, became even more joyful.

Who knows how many strange things he has experienced along the way.

Kill your way out.

Finally, with great difficulty, we reached the end of Thousand Corpses Cave and landed ashore.

I was used to seeing dead people or evil corpses all the way, but now I finally saw so many living people, and I couldn't help but feel joy overflowing on my face.

"Donor, are you okay? Are you injured anywhere? What did the benefactor encounter on the road? I have the best golden sore medicine secretly made by Bailong Temple here. I can give a bottle to the benefactor." The abbot of Bailong Temple asked Monk Kongming for it. Bring a bottle of golden sore medicine to Kuixing Kidou.

Kuixing kicked the bucket and declined the kindness of the abbot of Bailong Temple.

"Thank you, abbot, for your kindness. Don't worry, abbot, I'm fine, and I haven't been poisoned by corpse poison. We, Kuixing Kidou, are born to kick the zombies and evil corpses. The corpse poison can't do anything to us, Kuixing Kidou." people."

When asked what he encountered in the Cave of Thousand Corpses, Kuixing Kidou couldn't help but cursed: "I don't know which turtle grandson made a bad move, but actually slaughtered a snake and python nest. Those snakes The corpses almost blocked the waterway, and the smell of blood lingered in the closed environment for a long time, directly attracting a large number of water monkey corpse monsters!"

Water monkey?

The abbot of Bailong Temple frowned when he heard this.

If the first person to deal with those water monkeys here is the abbot of Bailong Temple and Jin An.

Kuixing Kidou continued: "Although we, Kuixing Kidou, can kick all kinds of dead bodies, I, a northerner with ordinary water skills, cannot exert most of my strength on water, not to mention being attracted by the smell of blood. A large number of water monkeys came out, and there was also a water monkey corpse king who was very skilled in cultivation, and the boat almost capsized in the sewer!"

"Of course, if I were on land, I wouldn't be so embarrassed!"

Kuixing Qi Dou was afraid that no one would believe him, so in order to save face, he spoke very firmly.

Kuixing looked at everyone present and saw that they were clean, and asked in surprise: "Captain, abbot, and brother mourners, you should have encountered those snake and python corpses on the way here, right? Didn't you encounter those water monkey corpse monsters?"

When he saw that everyone was shaking their heads, Kuixing Kidou's face suddenly turned as black as the bottom of a pot, and he cursed him for being so unlucky to bump into those water monkey corpse monsters.

"By the way, those who were caught in the siege of the Water Monkey Corpse Monster with me also met other monks from the temple. Unfortunately, when I arrived, they had been eaten to the point of leaving their bones, and I was unable to save them in time."

When they heard that someone was killed, the three monks of Bailong Temple sighed and recited the Buddhist sutra of salvation.

The captain's mood became a little heavier.

Next, Kuixing Kidou also began to find the captain and the others to inquire about the current situation. Soon after, Kuixing Kidou also had a general understanding of the situation here.

"Mirror?"

"Chu Material Sutra?"

"Cry your way out?"

After the initial joy, Kuixing Kidou finally noticed the movement in the canyon.

Kuixing Kidou looked at the two mourning brothers who were crying hard in the canyon, their throats were hoarse from crying, their noses were filled with tears, and their eyes were red and swollen from crying, and he was immediately in awe.

When it comes to mourning, mourners are the most professional.

When a family has a funeral, the host-Gu family doesn't even shed a few tears. On the contrary, the mourner cries more filially than the Host-Gu family.

If the mourner cries unfilially, how can he send away the dead person who refuses to leave in the mortal world, so that he can go on the road to reincarnation with peace of mind?

Thinking of this, Kuixing Kidou looked at the mourning brothers and said in deep thought: "I heard that the mourning mourners are not willing to accept any funeral. The mourning mourners will not accept funerals from white-haired people to send black-haired people, and they will not accept funerals from unfilial children. Funeral.”

The mourner's younger brother in black robes sobbed and cried: "Wow, that's right... We mourners don't accept the mourning of those who died young... Because it is a matter of mourning for the whole family for a white-haired person to send a black-haired person to someone else... The mourning is loud. Heaven... can go directly to the underworld, so there is no need to mourn... Even if we have to mourn, only parents and elders can mourn... We cannot mourn on behalf of the parents and elders of the deceased, otherwise it will damage the Yin virtue, shorten the Yang life, and there will be an ominous sign... …”

"...I won't accept the funeral of unfilial children...If you cry like this too much, you will be tainted with karma...retribution will come soon...your family will be ruined...and you will die tragically in the wilderness..."

Every profession has its own hidden taboos and taboos.

Even mourners have various rules.

Although future generations cannot know the truth or falsehood.

But the rules left by our ancestors always make some sense.

After listening to the various taboos of the mourners, the captain looked around at the hanging coffins in the canyon in front of him: "Fortunately, you two brothers will not suffer. These hanging coffins are filled with poor burials from hundreds of years ago. , a grandpa who is old enough to be a grandpa. If we rank them according to seniority, you two brothers will not suffer any loss if you cry in front of the canyon, and you don’t have to worry about mourning someone younger than you who died young."

After hearing the captain's words, the mourner brothers cried even harder.

I don’t know if he is truly sincere and spiritual.

The sound of broken mirrors in the canyon became louder, closer, so close...

The two brothers finally moved the dead people in the hanging coffins with their sincerity and "extra material", and finally they were about to knock on the door of hell.

Looking to catch you!

You are here!

These eight words were even more conspicuous in the darkness.

It was at this time.

Boom!

Boom!

Click! Click! Click!

The world of hanging coffins suddenly exploded in front of them. The calmness was broken like a mirror, and glass shards were blown up all over the sky. Then, with the two mourning brothers stunned, they saw four figures rushing out of the canyon.

They broke huge glazed mirrors along the way, as if they were coming out of thin air, and suddenly jumped into the eyes of everyone present, leaving a deep mark on them.

Astonishingly, several people from Wu Zang Taoist Temple came out to fight!

The person taking the lead is Jin An, whom everyone is familiar with!

There was a buzzing sound in their heads, and the two mourner brothers were stunned on the spot. They felt dizzy and dumbfounded.

He even kept kneeling and crying to Jin An, with the tears and runny nose not even wiped off his face.

Captain: "?"

The abbot of Bailong Temple "?"

Monk Kongming and Monk Hongzhao: "?"

Kuixing Kickfight: "?"

Everyone was stunned at this moment.

Who can tell me what is going on in front of me? The two mourning brothers have been mourning for so long. The dead people did not cry out, so how can they cry out like living people?

And it still made four living people cry?

Even because the contrast between before and after was so great, they didn't notice the broken mirror world...

The first one to react was the mourner brother who was kneeling and crying towards Jin An. The younger brother in black robe had his scalp exploded!

"Brother, wuwu, if we mourn a living person... wu, does that count as dying young and breaking the rules set by the ancestors of mourners? Wuwuwuwu..."

The two brothers were still kneeling and crying towards Jin An.

Looking to catch you!

You are here!

Eight words are even more dazzling!