Longevity Through the Path of Survival: Starting with Playing the Suona, Funeral Cultivation Begins

"Let me answer you, why do we rebel!"

Grand Marshal Song Baili came over with a team of personal soldiers.

He said to a personal soldier behind him:

"Zhang Xiaomao, tell him why you want to rebel with me?"

In the crowd, Bai Yu raised his eyebrows.

Why does that personal soldier look a little weird?

Behind the Grand Marshal, a personal soldier in iron armor stepped out and said in a deep voice:

"I used to be a commoner in Taohua Village, and I went out to make a living in the countryside."

"I have been a porter, a peddler, a boatman, and I have been eager to do any job that can make money."

"I have been out there for several years, earning some money with my life, marrying a wife, and buying a few acres of paddy fields. I wanted to go back to my hometown to pick up my mother to enjoy the good life."

The personal soldier named Zhang Xiaomao had gray hair and a gloomy face, telling his own story.

"The son of the village head has taken a fancy to my wife and made things difficult for her. One time, he even tried to take her by force when I was not at home, forcing her to jump into the well."

"I held her body and begged for justice everywhere, but no one gave me justice."

"Since no one gave me justice, I took a sharp knife and slaughtered the family of the village head in the dark, and dug out his son's heart and liver to sacrifice to his wife."

"My family was bullied at first, and no one was willing to intervene. As a result, after I killed someone, the constables came to hunt me down everywhere."

"If I hadn't met the Grand Marshal, I would have been killed by those dogs long ago, so I had to follow the Grand Marshal to rebel against him."

Bai Yu on the side suddenly thought of something.

Isn't this personal soldier Zhang Xiaomao the little Maodan from the third sister-in-law's family?

No wonder the third sister-in-law didn't wait for Xiaomao to come home, but she didn't expect that he had become a rebel.

Song Baili pointed at Zhang Xiaomao and shouted:

"Why do you think we should rebel? Who would be willing to rebel if they were not forced to have no way out?"

"Ding Yiyuan, do you think this reason is enough?"

On the stage, Ding Yiyuan shouted angrily:

"Because you are forced to have no way out, you will bring us endless disasters?"

"His wife is innocent, should my family of seven be killed by you?"

"Because of your rebellion, the casualties brought by bullies are hundreds of times higher than those of hooligans. There are bones everywhere and countless casualties. Don't you feel horrified?"

The Grand Marshal sneered:

"You feel pain, Feeling terrified. "

"We ordinary people have experienced this kind of pain and fear for thousands of years, but you never feel terrified."

"We are also human beings, we also have hearts and livers, we feel pain when we are beaten, and we feel hurt when someone dies. This kind of pain has been going on for thousands of years!"

"Now we are just returning what you did to you, and you feel terrified."

"Compared with thousands of years of oppression, this is just a drop in the bucket!"

"Since someone doesn't let us live, then no one should think about living, rebellion!"

The Grand Marshal's words were very inflammatory, and the crowd was excited.

"The Grand Marshal is right, rebellion!"

"Should we be oppressed by others?"

"We can't live anymore, why should we care whether others are in pain? At worst, we will die together!"

"Long live the Grand Marshal."

The Grand Marshal saw it and sneered:

"Come on, skin him alive!"

Immediately, a team of ferocious soldiers came forward and began to skin Ding Yiyuan alive.

Ding Yiyuan suffered the pain of being skinned alive, but he never begged for mercy. Instead, he cursed until he lost too much blood and his voice gradually became lower.

Offstage, Bai Yu quietly squeezed out of the crowd and returned to his tent.

Ding Yiyuan was a man, and it was understandable that he wanted to avenge his family.

This rebellion brought endless disasters, and it was natural to want to quell the disaster.

But what the Grand Marshal said was not without reason.

They couldn't survive, so why should they care about others?

Everyone has their own reasons, so they can only use their fists to talk about who has the greatest reason.

Unfortunately, Bai Yu also had to use his fists to talk about the reason for Uncle Jiu.

However, he did not act rashly.

Instead, as usual, he directed the funeral camp to build houses and repair bridges and bury the dead.

This time, he buried the man he had beheaded last night.

[Funeral target: Liu Laoliu. ]

[Identity: Member of the Qi Hall of the Red Lotus Sect, distant cousin of Liu Xuanji. 】

[Cultivation: Fourth-grade warrior, first-grade Feng Shui master. 】

[Basic rewards: two years of internal force, life experience +189. 】

[Optional rewards: Feng Shui experience +297, Yin-Yang Blood Talisman Sutra (Volume 6), Amitabha Ten Commandments Knife, Knife Skill Experience, Heavenly King Fist...]

[Funeral Participation: 71%, you can choose an additional reward. 】

Bai Yu immediately became interested.

I didn't expect this person to be a Feng Shui master, and he seemed to be a member of a special hall in the Red Lotus Sect.

There are two types of Feng Shui, Luantou and Liqi. This Liqi Hall is obviously a hall related to Yin-Yang Feng Shui.

No wonder there are so many Feng Shui masters in the rebels.

The most interesting thing is that his funeral reward actually includes Feng Shui experience.

It is almost impossible to upgrade the level of Feng Shui master.

In the Yin Fu Sutra passed down by Uncle Jiu, the method of practicing Feng Shui master is to point acupuncture points for people to be buried.

If a tomb is successfully buried in a Feng Shui treasure land, the Feng Shui master who points the acupoints can also receive the feedback of the earth's energy and gain certain life experience.

But it is not so easy to find a Feng Shui treasure land.

Bai Yu has buried so many people, but he has not buried many real Feng Shui treasures.

His Feng Shui Master profession is improving very slowly.

Now he can choose Feng Shui experience and directly improve his progress, which is naturally the best.

Bai Yu did not say anything and chose Feng Shui experience +297.

So, his Feng Shui Master progress, which had not increased for a long time, finally increased a lot.

The experience increased by 23% at once.

[Secondary profession: Second-level Feng Shui Master (65%)]

If he continues like this, he may be able to break through to the third-level Feng Shui Master if he burys a few more Feng Shui Masters.

Even if there are enough Feng Shui Masters who bury, he may be able to directly become a geomancer.

By then, he may be able to truly crack the Feng Shui technique of Master Li Xianshi and help Du Jian and others to kill him completely.

Unfortunately, none of the people who buried him next were Feng Shui Masters.

Instead, there was a small surprise a few days later.

Several armies began to retreat, and before leaving, the central army threw a pile of bones to the funeral camp.

It turned out to be Ding Yiyuan, an undercover of the Xuanwu Army.

His flesh and blood were skinned alive and fed to the evil corpse, and his soul was captured by Master Li and refined into a ghost.

As for the remaining bones, they were thrown to the funeral camp for disposal.

Bai Yu did not dare to say anything, and ordered his men to dig a pit for Ding Yiyuan to bury him hastily.

As a result, this Ding Yiyuan was also a Feng Shui master.

The funeral of Ding Yiyuan allowed Bai Yu to gain nearly 500 Feng Shui experience points, which increased his second-level Feng Shui master progress to 97%.

Bai Yu had no time to be happy, and suddenly heard a messenger coming to deliver the order:

"Sima Liu, the military advisor wants to see you."

Bai Yu's face was calm, but he was suddenly shocked in his heart.

Liu Xuanji wanted to see him, did he find something?