Chapter 766

Lu Zhengkang led three coastal villages to carry out a wave of tactics.

There are four villages under his command, more than 200 people, but they are still safe, more than 300 miles from the sea. Lu Zhengkang doesn't arrange for them to leave with the team. Xinyin communicates across time and space and keeps in touch at any time.

The whale bone boat carried a group of people away overnight. The next morning, they settled down in the Guanhe plain. The boat was folded up and shrunk to the size of a coffin. Yu Dong carried the boat on his back. Lu Zhengkang took the people to a village to have a rest.

The people in this bakou village looked at the group of uninvited guests with fear.

Lu Zhengkang walked in the front and came to meet a man who was hunting for a living in the village Sir, what's the matter with us in bakou village? "

Lu Zhengkang arched his hand and said, "come and have a rest."

"I'm afraid there are many people in the village who can't rest." The hunter refused in embarrassment.

Yu Dong silently gazes at the hunter. The boy is seven feet tall, a head taller than Lu Zhengkang, and his body is as strong as a standing cow. The young men and women behind him are also tall and healthy. In this age of starvation, such a group of people are more powerful than the army, not to mention the middle-aged and elderly teams standing in the back row. Their painting styles are extremely weird Different.

"Don't be afraid, we are not bandits who pretend to be good." Lu Zhengkang said in a warm voice.

The hunter thought: still pretending to be good? Which one of you looks good?

His expression became more and more unnatural.

Lu Zhengkang's eyes passed over the hunter's shoulder. The atmosphere in the village was very quiet. It was the busy season of farming, and no one called the trumpet. There was the sound of pounding rice in every family. If you look closely, there was a family with white silk hanging in front of the door.

"If there is a funeral in the neighborhood, it will not be the same; if there is a funeral in the neighborhood, it will not be the same." Lu Zhengkang nodded, "well, let's go. We won't disturb people's daily work."

He left with a group of disciples and went out half a mile. The old people who were cultivating souls looked back to the direction of the village thoughtfully.

"Reincarnation has gone." Everyone laughed tacitly.

For this group of non mainstream funeral practitioners, it is a shameful waste to let the soul go to heaven. But they also know that not everyone can accept their detached view of life and death.

Yu Dong asked Lu Zhengkang, "master, why don't you enlighten the people in this village?"

Lu Zhengkang looked at him in surprise. "How troublesome it is. I want to go to the brothel in the city earlier."

“…… Master is right. " The boy drooped his big head of more than 40 Jin glumly.

"Gee." The old people looked back at the village again.

Lu Zhengkang sighed, "loyal dog."

……

Greyhound crouched in the yard, staring at the closed door of the hall, which has been closed since last night. Today, it is still a guard dog.

The man and woman in mourning issued a cry, and the three children in the family were doing nothing in the yard.

The man opened the door of the hall and came out. His eldest son asked him, "Daddy, is he really dead?"

The man nodded, tears on his face facing the wind, soon dry.

"There's one less to eat at home." The youngest son is very happy. When his father heard this, he caught him and beat him up on the spot.

People waiting outside the yard to help with the funeral heard the news of teaching the children inside, and everyone looked at each other.

The hostess came out of the hall and stopped her husband, "open the door and let everyone in."

The man released his son and left him aside in disgust.

When the Greyhound saw the man coming, he stood up quickly and barked twice. The man only gave him a kick. The Greyhound howled and went to the corner.

Open the door, the neighbors are coming, Greyhound with the crowd, also went to the ancestral hall, this is a very narrow area, dark and weak light, yellow mud ground, two long wooden stool frame up a black paint thin coffin, it smelled the familiar smell, then barked twice.

There were children among the people who came in. When they heard the dog barking, they began to cry in horror.

The man beat the Greyhound out in a hurry and confusion.

His back was so painful that he called twice again. Suddenly, a thin transparent figure came out of the ancestral hall, dressed as if he were the old owner of greyhound.

It barked twice again, chasing the soul of the dead, all the way out of the front yard, in the village road, it ran faster and faster, the wind can't catch up with it, and the Greyhound has been staring at the soul of ah Yeh, through the rice fields in autumn, through a lot of thin mountains, in a sudden fog, lost the road. A long toothed man with a livid face and a smart body,

went forward. There were crowds of people in the distance, and all the wrecked corpses hanging along the road. All kinds of bodies were broken, some of them were broken, and black blood was dripping down. Before the gate of the gate, the ghosts and ghosts of the gaping face were guarded by the ghosts and ghosts * and the Greyhound looked at the dense lines.

The ghostly generals guarding the gate were gruff, "hand over the guide and enter one by one."There is no way to guide the ghost lying everywhere, breathing heavily, blood keeps ticking, this kind of horizontal dead ghost, most of them are wild corpses.

There are several acquaintances, meet each other also say hello, "how do you come?"

"Dead."

"How did you die?"

"The state of Li in the West came to the border again. I was killed by my own officers and soldiers and took credit for it."

"Then you're out of luck."

There is a dog hole under the gate of hell for Greyhound. He skillfully drills into it. This time, it goes into the hell. Naturally, Greyhound doesn't know anything about the underworld. He just goes forward. There is a dangerous landscape in front of him. There is a long line at the foot of the mountain. There is a archway, which says "Wangxiang". The ghost errand, who was weak, reminded the crowd, "you should go to the watchtower, be careful of the danger of the mountain road, and you will not be responsible for falling into a sea of fire."

Greyhound heard people say, "it's rare to die once. How can you go to drink Mengpo soup without looking at the situation at home?"

The spirit of a friar flies straight to the top of the mountain, and there is no need to line up with the big stream. The spirit of the big demon is the same. Greyhound goes on, passing through a field with flowers and leaves. At the end of the field is where the Sansheng stone is. All kinds of people surround the Sansheng stone. They are numb and murmur about their past lives.

There is a man staring at sanshengshi, "originally, my wife and I are married to each other for three generations, but where is she now?" He turned to see Greyhound, "dog, you have a good nose. Can you find my wife for me? When she wears green clothes, she always has the fragrance of Gleditsia sinensis. When you see her, give her the flowers. " The man felt a withered bouquet from his arms.

Greyhound is also psychic here, carrying dried flowers to find people in Qingyi. In front of the Mengpo soup platoon, there are six or seven people in Qingyi, most of whom are women, with the smell of cooking smoke and soap horn.

Greyhound hesitated and went to the nearest person in green. She took a look at the dried flowers in the dog's mouth and said, "the flowers are very beautiful." Then he put the flowers in his pocket.

The Greyhound barked twice, but the woman didn't care. She knew she had messed up and went back to find the man. He blinked, "have you found my love? Oh, my heart aches. Will you help me find her? " Then he took out a dried flower. Greyhound repeatedly sent seven times, the man always can take out flowers, this is his missing, missing infinite also.

The last man in Tsing Yi was a man. When he saw the flower, he said, "Hey, this flower is so familiar. Can you take me to see the person who sent you the flower?"

Two men meet under the Sansheng stone, look at each other and smile. Samsara has no man or woman. In this life, you are a man, and I am your wife. In the next life, you are a woman, and I will hire you.

The Greyhound whimpered twice, passed the soup stall of Mengpo, but on the bridge, the old master walked forward slowly. At each step, the memory of the past dissipated a little, reflected on the river of santu. There was a familiar cry behind him. He turned back and saw the Greyhound, and said in a hurry: "don't come, good dog, don't come. You're not dead yet, don't follow me!"

The dog barked twice and circled around his feet, but he refused to go.

Ah Yeh shook his head, "let's go, let's reincarnate together. The world is miserable, and life and death are not liberation. "

They go to the other side together, and the three paths on the river are their ordinary past.

"Daddy, the dog is dead!"

"Whatever it is, find a place to bury it."