I am King Gou

After the funeral team left the village just now, they went straight in a certain direction without any twists and turns.

But right now, Qiao Ciguang is not walking in a straight line, but like walking in a maze, sometimes turning left, sometimes turning right, sometimes turning his head and walking backwards.And every time you walk a distance, you will stand in place for a while before continuing.

After a period of time, their eyes suddenly became clear, and the mist suddenly thinned a lot.

I saw a small hillside appearing in front of me. On the hillside, there were dense bumps, all of which were large and small graves.

This is a huge cemetery.

At this moment, the village head of Zicun, with the villagers and many casual cultivators, was digging holes in the cemetery. Judging from the number of tombs they dug, they were planning to remove the three coffins next to them and the four corpses on the bed. , all buried.

Qiao Ciguang and the others hid their bodies and breath, and watched from a distance.

"Why are those casual cultivators also in the funeral procession?" Ruan Zhi's eyes flickered, she looked at the crowd for a moment, and suddenly said "Hey" softly, and said via voice transmission.

"I don't know." Chu Hanbei guessed, "Is it because they also went to the village chief to inquire about the news in private?"

"That's impossible." Before he finished speaking, Shi Wanli interrupted him. He said via voice transmission, "Junior Sister Chu has been in the sect for a long time, and she rarely deals with casual cultivators. Maybe she doesn't know them well."

"These casual cultivators are mobs, greedy and life-hungry."

"What happened to me yesterday, even Senior Sister Qiao took it seriously, let alone these casual cultivators?"

"Unless there is a matter of life and death, or the opportunity is right in front of them, they would never dare to take such a risk."

"Otherwise, why bother to follow Senior Sister Qiao from the time I went to the island and refuse to leave?"

Qiao Ciguang's heart sank when he heard the words, but he immediately understood why the village head of Zi Village was so grateful to them just now.

Yesterday the village chief entrusted the trumpeter, and the mourning woman wanted to find someone to accompany the mourning, but she refused.

But obviously, casual cultivators still met these needs of Zi Village!

The one who can do this without telling her is probably Fairy Yumeng.

However, we can only go back and talk about this matter now, and there are still things to do right now.

Just as several people were discussing through sound transmission, everyone in Zi Village had already dug the grave, buried the coffin and bed boards in it, and then performed a simple ceremony. When she arrived, she suddenly stopped talking, stood up, and whispered a few words with the village chief. The whole team immediately began to pack their things and walked back in twos and threes.

But the funeral has ended, depending on the situation, he plans to return to the village.

Qiao Ciguang and the others hid beside them, waiting patiently.

Finally, after a while, everyone walked away, and then they unlocked the spell and walked into the cemetery.

When he came to the seven graves with fresh soil, Qiao Ciguang said in a deep voice: "The dead are not necessarily the things that the living are unwilling to say. Zicun put so much effort into burying people here, maybe among the corpses, There are secrets, or clues."

Hearing this, Ruan Zhi hurriedly said: "Senior sister, why do you need to do this kind of trivial matter, I will do it."

"No!" However, Qiao Ciguang shook his head and refused, and ordered, "You all are not allowed to make a move. I will do it alone. I can guarantee that I will be fine."

She is Su Zhentian's true biography, the word "true biography" means that a disciple of this level is qualified to accept the real inheritance of the sect.

Such juniors need to be valued and cherished even for the top sects in the Panya world with many high-ranking monks in charge.

The status of the true legend of the Demon Sect is not low, not to mention that Su Zhentian is still a well-known orthodox one.

Therefore, Qiao Ciguang still has a lot of hole cards that he has not used, so he has no fear at this moment.

But these junior sisters are different. Even if they have some life-saving means given by their masters, they may not have the strength to use them.

She has always been giving orders among her peers in the sect, but now her expression is serious. Although Ruan Zhi and the others wanted to help, they dared not say anything.

After stopping his companion, Qiao Ciguang turned to the seven graves, saluted each of them seriously, and said, "Sorry, I offended you today."

With a wave of his hand, a translucent giant palm suddenly stretched out from the top of the three graves in the middle, and he grabbed it casually. There are three coffins inside.

The coffin was exposed in broad daylight, Qiao Ciguang did not continue to move, but waited patiently.

After waiting for a while, he realized that he was fine, and then flicked his fingers, and the lids of the three coffins, which were originally nailed tightly, were lifted off by a burst of energy.

The five people immediately looked into the coffin, but the next moment, they saw that among the three coffins, it was empty, and there was nothing inside!

They were taken aback for a moment.

Qiao Ciguang was the first to react, and immediately opened the other four graves, and found that there was only a thin coffin made temporarily with bed boards, which was crudely made and even had a gap two fingers wide. There was also no corpse in the thin coffin.

She scanned the surrounding graves, and then dug up an old grave. When she opened the coffin, it was also empty!

Seeing this scene, Shi Wanli also started digging the grave, and Ruan Zhi and the others joined in.

Soon, most of the graves on the hillside were dug up, and all the coffins were the same, all empty, and none of the coffins contained a corpse.

"This one is empty, it's all empty!" Zhong Shizhu frowned, "Could it be that there are no dead people in this village at all? The funeral is just for us to see?"

"No!" Shi Wanli shook his head, and said in a deep voice, "I was in the coffin in the backyard of Lao Xu's house yesterday, and I could see clearly that there were corpses lying in the three coffins, and the corpse spots had already emerged. So someone must be dead !"

"It's just that I don't know why the body disappeared."

"Could it be that they only carried the coffin for the funeral, and the body is still at Lao Xu's house?" Chu Hanbei proposed an idea.

Zhang Jing thought for a while and said, "There are casual practitioners in the funeral procession. Let's go back now and ask them?"

Everyone thought for a while and nodded, Qiao Ciguang then ordered: "Bury all the coffins back, and clean up the grave bags."

"Yes, Senior Sister." Ruan Zhi and the others quickly agreed, and Shi Wanli joined hands.

Just as they were swiftly restoring the cemetery, Qiao Ciguang suddenly focused his eyes and raised his head to look around.

But I saw the fog that had just faded around me, and I don't know when it will thicken again.

Moreover, it is approaching the cemetery step by step.

woo woo woo woo

I don't know what kind of bird's call, which is full of resentment, comes from the depths of the fog, adding a little bit of strangeness.

"Hurry up!" Qiao Ciguang's expression became serious, and with a thought, hundreds of translucent hands suddenly appeared above the cemetery, and they quickly buried all the remaining coffins. After that, she took Shi Wanli and the four junior sisters, leave quickly.

Mulberry Village.

Amidst the joyful sounds of blowing and blowing, the welcoming team slowly returned to the village.

"Pick up the bride! Pick up the bride!" The colorfully dressed children gathered around the team, clapping their hands, jumping their feet, and shouted loudly, "Hello, bride, beautiful bride, early birth and precious son, raise your eyebrows!"

"Okay, okay." In the team, a family member of the village head's family happily pulled out the bag that he had prepared earlier, took out various candies and cakes, and sprinkled them on the children.

The children laughed and scrambled to pick it up, and chased after Pei Ling's white horse, shouting in unison: "It doesn't matter if the groom is an official, the groom is a good-looking talent, the groom is wealthy, healthy and long-lived!"

Pei Ling's face was solemn. This time he went out of the village to welcome the bride, except for the funeral procession from Zicun, he didn't see the guard of honor for marrying a daughter in Zicun at all.

But right now, all the villagers are acting as if they have received a bride.

Not surprisingly, the funeral procession came to "marry a daughter" for Sang Village.

Seeing that he didn't respond to the children's mouthwashes, Xu Shi saw that two servants rushed forward to help him distribute the fruit cakes, saying in their mouths: "The bride and groom are a natural pair, and a pair is made for each other."

"A pair is born, a pair is made by earth!" Hearing this, the children repeated crisply.

The servant threw out a handful of fruit cakes again, and shouted: "A man of talent and a woman's appearance are perfect for each other!"

The clear and crisp voices of children come and go: "A man with a talent and a woman with a beautiful face make a perfect match!"

Amidst the noise, the team had passed through the village and stopped at the gate of the village chief's house.

A family member had been waiting here for a long time, stepped forward and grabbed the rein of the white horse, signaling Pei Ling to dismount.

After Pei Ling got off the horse, he immediately handed over a handful of Jin Yurui Cloud Moment Ruyi, and told him to lift up the sedan chair curtain.

He frowned, thought for a while, and did as he did.

The sedan chair curtain was lifted, and there were three figures sitting in the empty sedan chair!

The one in the middle is very petite, it looks like a child less than ten years old, wearing a bloody red wedding dress, covering his head with a hijab, and holding a jade vase with flower patterns in his hand.

The jade bottle is very tall, and because the child is too young, it looks like it is very difficult to hold it.

On her left and right, sat an adult, judging from their body size, one was tall and the other was petite, both were wearing water-red dresses, and their heads were also covered with water-red hijabs, and they seemed to be holding nothing in their hands , with the sleeves rolled up, the hem of the skirt covers the silk shoes, not revealing a bit of skin.

As if sensing that the car curtain was lifted, the three figures moved, but they didn't make any further moves.

Seeing this, Pei Ling suddenly thought of the secular marriage customs, and his complexion changed slightly. Could it be that he should be asked to carry these three so-called brides out?

Fortunately, at this moment, the servant who sprinkled sugar took the lead in shouting: "Bride, come out!"

"Bride, come out!" The children who got the fruit cake rushed to respond, and many villagers also joined in the fun and shouted, and amidst the babble, the three figures finally continued to move.

Stand up straight.

Pei Ling hooked the car curtain with Ruyi, and frowned even more. Although these three people were well-dressed and complicatedly dressed, they were all covered with hijabs at the moment, but he could tell at a glance that they were just three corpses!

Moreover, that tall adult with clear yin and yang attributes all over his body, this is a man at all!

really.

When Sangcun welcomes the bride, the bride is a dead body buried in Zicun.

Just as Pei Ling watched coldly as the three of them, led by the girl, walked out of the sedan chair, four dead male bodies walked up behind the sedan chair.

They were still wearing their own robes, their faces were painted with rouge and powder, and there were traces of being dressed up. Their eyes were a dead gray, and they silently followed behind the three girls, step by step, like dowry concubines.

Pei Ling put down the sedan chair curtain, watched them walk in on the tapestry spread out by the village chief's house, and murmured slightly: "It's a happy event, but it's a dead person to marry."

"So, this village is full of ghosts!"

"Even including me?"