I just want to be a quiet man

Soon, through the narrow corridor, to a room.

This room is very large, but there are almost no furnishings, but countless corpse oil lamps are lit on the entire floor, walls and even the beams.

The smell of corpse oil filled the air and was extremely filthy.

Amidst the layers of candlelight, a young man with a pale face was sitting.

This man was short in stature and ugly in appearance. Even though his eyes were closed tightly, the darkness between his brows still lingered.

He was wearing a blood-colored groom's robe, with a soap gauze festoon on his head, and a freshly picked red peony on his sideburns.The peony is in full bloom, the petals are as bright as blood, and the stamens are golden, looking very beautiful and rich.

Such a grand attire, not only did not add luster to it, but instead made it look more gray and earthy.

To the arrival of the village chief and Pei Ling, the young man didn't react at all, and he didn't even open his eyes.

"This is the dog." The village chief looked at him, sighed slightly, and introduced Pei Ling, "He was weak since he was a child, and a few years ago, due to various reasons, he was sick for many years... But after getting married this time, Let's take advantage of happy events to get better."

Pei Ling nodded, and said perfunctorily, "Your son is auspicious, he must be fine."

The village chief immediately said to his son, "This is the young master."

Pei Ling nodded to the other party, but the groom didn't respond at all. If it wasn't for the rising and falling of his chest, it would almost make people think he was a corpse.

"Young Master, please take a look." The village chief said with sad eyes, "According to the custom, when the dog is born, you have to set off in person to meet the relatives."

"But he is still ill and cannot leave this place."

"Can you please help me, Young Master, to welcome the bride?"

Pei Ling frowned upon hearing this. This Sang Village is weird, and the village chief is not a good person. He said yesterday that he could just come over for a wedding reception, but now he wants to greet the bride himself.He was very unwilling in his heart, but in the current situation, considering the faint sense of threat that the village chief gave him, he dared not refuse.

After thinking for a while, he said: "I have been away for a long time, and I have forgotten the customs here. I am afraid I can't do it well, and I will miss your son's important event."

"It's okay, it's okay!" The village head said immediately after hearing the words, "In the countryside, how can there be so much attention?"

"Young master only needs to put on the dog's robe and set off with the welcoming team."

"By the way, remember on the way, don't make a sound, and don't look back."

Pei Ling immediately wrote down the taboo, and said, "If that's the case, then I'll go on behalf of your son."

The village was overjoyed and quickly took him to the back.

At this moment, the welcoming team was almost ready, and there was a bustling team, surrounded by a colorfully decorated eight-carrying wedding sedan chair.

At the front of the team, someone was leading a white horse with a big red flower on its chest.

The village chief ordered someone to bring a set of groom's robes and headdresses that were the same as those worn by his son just now, and put them on for Pei Ling in public. Big Red Peonies Down.

It is also a big red peony, this one is the same as the one on the hairpin of the village chief's son at first glance, but there are some differences in details.

Pei Ling confirmed with [Nightmare Divine Ability] that there was nothing wrong with these things, and then let them clean them up for themselves.

Soon, he got dressed, rode on the white horse, led the sedan chair, surrounded by the team, left the house in a mighty way, and went straight to the outside of the village...

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Azusa Village.

Old Xu's house.

The bodies of the family of three and the two casual cultivators had all been dressed up, and there was no accident in the middle, and the mourning woman was obviously relieved.

Immediately, she ordered the remaining two casual cultivators to call in the coffin bearer and prepare for the funeral.

Since there were two extra corpses but no extra coffins, we could only temporarily dismantle a bed in the old Xu's house according to the suggestion of the weeping woman, and made a simple stretcher to carry the two casual cultivators who violated the rules. .

When passing by the main room, the weeping woman called to stop the coffin bearer who had a serious expression on seeing his companion's corpse: "There are two more in the kitchen, go and dismantle another bed."

In the end, Sanxiu, who was the coffin bearer, carried the seven corpses out with a pale face.

During this period, the drummers in the main room all looked dignified.

I thought it was only my side that had the accident, but I didn't expect that the mourners inside also had an accident!

All the casual cultivators did not dare to be negligent in the slightest, and the music of the drummer became louder all of a sudden.

Amidst the music, the weeping woman wiped her face and suddenly began to cry loudly: "Son, you got into the sedan chair, nailed it, and put a face towel on your head. If you pass in front of the sedan chair today, you can't help but think about it in the Ming Dynasty." .”

At this moment, the three coffins of the old Xu's family have been covered, except for the two remaining weeping casual cultivators, the others have no idea what the weeping woman did inside.

But after hearing this word, their expressions changed.

It is obviously a funeral, and there is no sedan chair, so why is there a sedan chair and a face towel?

Is this a funeral or a wedding?

They were confused, and when they were thinking, the team had already left the door, and the fog quietly rose up, covering every figure in the team.

At this moment, the children who were watching the fun outside suddenly sang in unison: "A grain of grain has two sharp ends. My parents will keep me for a thousand years, but I can't keep them for thousands of years. By the gate of the sedan chair of my mother-in-law's house! My mother cried three times." Cry three times to lead the sedan chair, the father cries three times and locks the sedan door. Brother cries three times to carry the sedan chair away, sister-in-law cries three times for other family members. 【Note】”

The weeping woman cried again: "Son! Be good, don't behave like your natal family. Parents and sisters-in-law are filial and obedient, neighbors are easy-going and easy-going, and the feet and feet are familiar with the husband, and the mother-in-law leads the marriage. Go forward Blink tightly for three steps, take three steps back and speak slowly, usually do more Nvvhong, and often study Nvnujing in your spare time."

"I am a daughter-in-law today, and a mother-in-law for [-] years. Life is like this. Each generation is more harmonious..."

The two mourning casual cultivators were terrified, but they didn't dare to neglect, they used their spiritual power to force tears, and followed behind the mourning woman, with snot and tears, crying and leaving.

In grief, the team began to circle the entire village. As the village chief said, they passed every house before turning to the outside of the village.

After a while, the team passed by the village chief's house.

[Note] Nursery rhymes of Susong.

Chapter 314 : The two villages meet.

Qiao Ciguang and others stood in front of Chai Fei, watching seriously.

However, now the entire team is shrouded in a layer of gauze-like mist, looking like a wet landscape painting, blurred and vague, only the general outline can be seen, and its specific identity cannot be identified at all.

Therefore, Qiao Ciguang and the others did not recognize the casual cultivators in the team at all.

At this moment, the sight of the casual cultivators was also covered by the mist, and they did not notice that Qiao Ciguang and others were by their side. The two sides almost brushed their clothes, but they did not know each other.

So, the drummers continued to play music, the mourners continued to cry, and the coffin bearers continued to carry the coffin bed boards forward... The children sang songs and chased after them.

At this time, the village chief, who was dressed in sackcloth and tied around his waist with hemp rope, came out of the small courtyard and joined the team, singing in a long and drawn out voice, "Let's go...heh..."

Watching the team go farther and farther, almost disappearing into the mist, Qiao Ciguang immediately sent a voice transmission: "Follow!"

Shi Wanli, Ruan Zhi and other four Suzhentian female disciples did not hesitate at all, and immediately followed Qiao Ciguang at the back of the funeral procession. In order to prevent being discovered by the procession, they used concealment methods and deliberately kept a certain distance.

Soon, the team meandered out of the village.

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Mulberry Village.

The wedding party went out of the village surrounded by a sedan chair and Pei Ling sitting on a white horse.

The surrounding fog rose suddenly, and the scenery that was still clear just now suddenly fell into chaos and blur.

Pei Ling's heart sank slightly, and he looked around, but found that there was nothing unusual about the others, as if the fog did not exist, and even the white horse under his crotch was walking on its own.

Just as he was thinking, soon, in the fog ahead, a team carrying a coffin appeared.

Moreover, there is more than one coffin!

The pedestrian was crying and crying, his voice was sad, and the whole team was filled with gloom and mist.

Seeing this scene, Pei Ling's face changed slightly. This team should be from another village.

But welcoming relatives and meeting funerals is extremely unlucky!

Some people even think that this kind of encounter will affect the fortune of the new couple for a lifetime.

I don't know if the two villages will conflict because of this, and if there is a conflict, what should I do...

As the two got closer, Pei Ling suddenly discovered that the drummers, mourners, and coffin bearers in the opponent's team... were all casual cultivators who entered the floating island together this time!

It's just that these casual practitioners followed Su Zhentian and were not in the team of Patriarch Woqiu, so they didn't follow the five casual practitioners into Sang Village.

Realizing this, Pei Ling immediately understood that there are two villages, one is Sang Village and the other is Zi Village. He and most of the scattered cultivators entered Sang Village, while Qiao Ciguang, Shi Wanli and the rest of the casual cultivators should go to Sang Village. Azusa Village!

While his mind was spinning, he carefully observed those rogue cultivators, but saw that all of them looked panicked and pale.

Pei Ling felt in his heart that Zi Village should be a little safer than Sang Village where he was.

At least, although these casual cultivators are very panicked, they are still alive until now.

However, the casual cultivators who entered Sang Village had already been wiped out.

"I have to find a way to exchange information with the monks in Zi Village." Pei Ling thought in his heart, "Besides, Qiao Ciguang is a true biography of Suzhen and innocence. He has a lot of experience and knowledge. Maybe he knows more about the current situation..."

"Follow these people, you should be able to go to Zi Village..."

He thought about it, the village chief just told him not to speak.

I just don't know, does voice transmission count as talking?

In the village, if you violate the rules, you will die.

Now outside the village, I don't know what will happen if I violate the rules...

Weighing, the two teams have already met head-on, and they were about to collide, but they saw that they directly penetrated each other.

Pei Ling was slightly startled, only then did he realize that he could see the people in Zi Village, but the people in Zi Village, including those casual cultivators, couldn't seem to see him!

Soon, a casual cultivator bumped into him head-on.

Pei Ling originally planned to dodge, but when he changed his mind, the speed remained unchanged and he directly ran towards the opponent.

brush!

The two passed through each other, and Pei Ling didn't touch each other at all!

Subconsciously, he wanted to turn around to look at the condition of the casual cultivator, but he remembered the village chief's advice, so he stopped immediately, and then continued to move forward.

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at the same time.

The funeral procession in Zi Village, everyone was struggling in the mist.

I don't know how far I have gone, nor where I have gone.

Suddenly, everyone felt a gust of wind blowing towards them.

This gust of wind came suddenly and went away quickly. Everyone, including casual cultivators with cultivation bases, trembled uncontrollably.

A few casual cultivators turned their heads subconsciously, only to see that the fog that was still dense just now quickly dissipated from behind, and the surrounding scenery suddenly became clear.

They are now on a hillside outside the village, and it seems that they have not gone too far, because they are here, overlooking the village and the small river in the distance.

And right now, it's a big, big cemetery!

At this moment, the village head in the team stood still and said, "The place is here, we can start the burial."

Immediately, a villager called the coffin bearer to come forward, took out the tools they were carrying, found a relatively open place among the densely packed graves, and began to dig the tomb.

...In a completely unfamiliar dense forest, Qiao Ciguang, Shi Wanli, Ruan Zhi and others were carefully following the funeral procession ahead.

But as he walked, the fog ahead became heavier and heavier.

The mist seemed to have its own consciousness, and even with Qiao Ciguang's cultivation, it was impossible to get close to it.

Moreover, the fog can also block the sound.

The cries of the weeping woman and the two weeping casual cultivators were loud at first, but quickly weakened as the fog thickened.

In the end, it fell into the ears of Qiao Ciguang and the others, only faint and faint cries came from nowhere.

Therefore, not long after leaving the village, they lost their target!

"The person disappeared!" Ruan Zhi looked at the white surroundings, her complexion changed slightly.

Chu Hanbei said immediately: "The direction of the funeral procession has not changed. The place they are going to should be in front. As long as we keep walking in the direction just now, we will definitely be able to catch up."

"Not necessarily." Zhang Jing shook her head and reminded, "When we wanted to leave the village before, we always walked in one direction, but as we walked, we returned to Zicun... Now if we continue to move forward, it is very likely It will be the same as yesterday, returning to the entrance of the village!"

Zhong Shizhu frowned, looked at Qiao Ciguang, and asked softly, "Senior sister, what should we do now?"

The four junior sisters all looked at Qiao Ciguang. Shi Wanli frowned and thought for a moment, but he didn't have any good ideas. He also asked, "Senior sister Qiao, do you have any ideas?"

Qiao Ciguang nodded slightly, and then, two lines of blood and tears suddenly flowed from his eyes, and the breath of his whole body instantly declined!

Shi Wanli, Ruan Zhi and others were shocked!