I am King Gou

The four casual cultivators were watching intently, but they were taken aback when they saw this!

Two of the casual cultivators originally helped the little girl's parents out of the coffin to sit up according to the bereavement woman's request. Seeing this, they felt apprehensive, let go of their hands, and let her lie back in the coffin again.

Seeing this, the weeping woman's face changed, and she blurted out: "Don't want it"

Before the words fell, the two casual cultivators fell down straight without saying a word.

In an instant, he was already out of his wits.

The weeping woman's face changed drastically, her expression was terrified, and she hurriedly ordered the remaining two casual cultivators: "Quick! Help people up quickly, and start dressing, they can't lie down again."

The remaining two casual cultivators were shocked, and they didn't dare to neglect, they hurried forward and lifted the corpse in the coffin again.

They were shocked, angry and terrified in their hearts, Su Zhentian actually arranged such a terrible task for them!

"There are two people missing, let's hurry up." The weeping mourner's face was very ugly and she was also very scared. She hurriedly put on the big red wedding dress for the little girl. , took a foot-high jade vase with twined branches and flowers, put it in his arms, and then let her lie back in the coffin.

Immediately afterwards, she dressed up and changed the clothes for the little girl's parents in turn, but the parents were wearing water red.

After a lot of busy work, the mourning woman's forehead was covered with sweat, but she still directed the remaining two casual cultivators to help the fallen casual cultivators up, and dressed them up: "The souls that die in the house are the dowry."

"If you don't bring them along, the whole village will be cursed."

The two rogue cultivators who were still alive did not have any objections, and immediately followed suit. Whether the whole village is cursed or not has nothing to do with them.

Their fear was that if they did not, they would soon follow in the footsteps of their companions.

Moreover, the companions are dead anyway, so it is useless to keep the corpses. It can give the living a little life, and it is not in vain to walk together

At the gate of Lao Xu's house, the villagers arrived with eight casual practitioners.

These eight casual cultivators have different levels of cultivation, some are in the Qi training stage, and some are in the foundation building stage. At this moment, they all hold the same musical instrument in their hands, some are suona, some are gongs and drums, and some are pipa, flute, Xiao and so on.

The villagers who led the way had no intention of entering the door, and only told them: "After you go in, don't go to the back. It's in the main room. Every other stick of incense, you blow a stick of incense."

"After the inside comes out, the music can't stop."

"When the time comes, the mourning woman will tell you what to do."

As he spoke, he motioned for everyone to enter.

Seeing this, the rogue cultivators glanced at each other, pushed open the half-covered door, and walked into the simple main room. Because there were not enough tables and chairs, they let the three who were holding the pipa and the flute sit down, and the others stood and held the flute. The gong and drum beat first, and the others followed one after another.

These eight people all know some musical instruments. Although they may not be very outstanding, the control of the monk's physical body and the ability to learn common skills are far beyond the comparison of ordinary people.

Therefore, there were some stumbles at first, but they quickly coordinated, sobbing, and began to play dirges together.

The sound of mourning and music attracted many villagers to come out to watch the excitement.

These villagers didn't make any noise or coax them, they just stood outside the door, looking at them directly, with a dead silence in their eyes, very eerie.

They were obviously just mortals, but the casual cultivators were horrified when they saw them.

According to the instructions of the villagers who brought them here, once everyone played a stick of incense, they stopped for a while.Originally, this request was not difficult for mortals, but for monks, there should be no pressure.

But I don't know why, after playing a stick of incense, everyone feels exhausted physically and mentally, and even has the idea of ​​wanting to fall asleep immediately.Therefore, when it was time to rest, everyone immediately closed their eyes and rested their minds.

However, after a few rounds, when two casual cultivators were resting, they suddenly felt something behind them.

Looking back, it was the kitchen, but there was nothing unusual about it.

After several times in a row, the two casual cultivators suddenly stood up and walked towards the kitchen with a somewhat stiff figure.

They got up and walked in, and the others didn't care, they were still closing their eyes and meditating.

It's just that after the time for a stick of incense, everyone picked up the instruments and continued to play, only to find that the two people hadn't come back yet.

"What's going on?" Everyone was surprised, and they transmitted voices to each other, "Have they forgotten the time?"

"No!" Someone came to his senses and reminded everyone in a deep voice, "Even if you forget the time and hear the sound of gongs and drums outside, you should run back immediately. But look, are there any movements from them? There is a problem in the kitchen."

"The villager told us not to go to the back. It seems that not only the back, but also the kitchen."

"In this village, there is a big eccentric Su Zhentian, but he is not as kind-hearted as the rumors say. No wonder Qiao Zhenchuan has four junior sisters, but none of them are sent here."

"No! It's also possible, this is not Fairy Qiao's order at all! From the beginning to the end, it was Fairy Yumeng who gave orders to us. We haven't seen Su Zhentian's disciple at all!"

At the same time, in the mansion in the east of the village, Fairy Yumeng came back from the outside in a hurry with her green silk like a waterfall and her skirt fluttering.

This time, the four casual cultivators who went to the funeral with the weeping woman were all arranged by her under the guise of Su Zhentian.In return, the mourning woman has promised to tell her the origin of the village after the funeral is over.

However, the weeping woman also said that the other party is not the village head, so the secrets she knows are limited, and the only one who really understands the situation is the village head.

For this reason, Fairy Yumeng went to the village chief again yesterday, and took over all the errands such as the drummer and the coffin bearer.

It's just that the village head is very tight-lipped, and always responds vaguely to Fairy Yumeng's cross-examination, unwilling to disclose information.

it's fine.

Anyway, those low-level casual cultivators have no other use, and there are so many of them, even if they can only test out the weirdness of the funeral, it is not a waste.

In addition, regarding the rules of this village, Shi Wanli has confirmed that "don't break into empty houses" is true.

Then other taboos, such as don't wear red at night, don't wear hairpins during the day. Now that sister Qiao Ciguang and Shi Wanli are away, I just find a few casual practitioners to test it out.

Thinking of this, Fairy Yumeng immediately called a few casual cultivators to follow her through voice transmission, left the house, and walked to a secluded place

Mulberry Village.

Pei Ling had just cleaned up and opened the courtyard door, and saw a servant coming, bowed to salute, and said, "My lord, today is the big day for the young master's family, please come over and have a glass of thin wine."

"Okay." Pei Ling nodded, followed him, and walked towards the village chief's house.

At this moment, the whole village is decorated with lanterns and festoons, with red and green everywhere, looking beaming.

However, the red lanterns hanging along the way are all made of human bones and human skin, and even the burning candles inside are made of corpse oil.

Regarding this scene, Pei Ling walked quietly without any change on his face.

Besides him, there are still many villagers coming out of each house, greeting each other, and walking towards the village chief's house.

Obviously, in such a remote place, the prestige and status of the village head are extremely high. If he marries his son, the whole village must come to congratulate him.

Soon, seven pines and cypresses were in sight.

The vermilion lacquered door was already wide open at this moment, and the butler led a group of servants standing at the door, welcoming the endless stream of congratulatory guests with smiles on their faces.

Pei Ling was caught in the crowd, exchanged a few words with him, and then walked in.