C147 Burial

Name:Fake Funeral Author:
Mr. Zhao asked, "What are Awakened spirits?"

Xia Xin asked him in surprise, "You don't know?"

Mr. Zhao felt a little embarrassed after being questioned, he pointed at his own head and said: "I have lost my memories. Some things I can't remember. "

Xia Xin nodded and said softly, "Many of the remote villages have the custom of awakening the dead. Simply put, it was just a firecracker. Some people died without knowing that they were already dead, but their souls were still lingering inside the house. Or some of the ghosts would fall asleep and miss the day of their journey. At this point, they were about to wake up. Suddenly, a sound rang out, waking them up. Let the dead become aware of their deaths and let the sleeping souls enter the underworld. "

Mr. Zhao slowly nodded his head, and said in a low voice: "Based on what you said, awakening a ghost in this damned place, I'm afraid I have only one goal."

He looked at the Golden Toad Temple.

Xia Xin suddenly sensed something. She raised her head abruptly, looked at Golden Toad Temple, and said, "Ghost prisoners have awoken."

As she said this, her body began to shake violently. Her face became deathly pale, and I could see beads of sweat dripping down her face.

I said anxiously, "Mr. Zhao, quickly look at her. What happened?"

When Mr. Zhao saw Xia Xin, he gasped in a low voice and immediately extended both his hands out, pressing onto Xia Xin's shoulders with one hand and covering her forehead with the other.

After Xia Xin's forehead was covered, her body softly collapsed onto the ground. She opened her eyes slightly and looked at me. "I'm fine," she said with a wry smile.

"What's wrong?" I asked again.

Mr. Zhao threw up his hands, "I told you this a long time ago, how powerful are the ghost prisoners, they can't be spied on casually. Earlier, when Xia Xinyan detected the Ghost Prison, she was discovered. The Ghost Prisoner, in turn, had to control her. Luckily I acted in time, otherwise your uncle would have a companion. "

Xia Xin weakly curled her lips. She didn't refute him.

I asked the Mr. Zhao, "Is it that magical? You were just covering her forehead. "

Mr. Zhao pointed to his forehead and said, "This place has a third eye. Ordinary people didn't notice at all. A person with a spirit can feel the light. Those who have cultivated before can use it to sense the things around them. "

I nodded.

After resting for a while, Xia Xin had already gotten up from the ground. At the same time, the group of Awakened ones are about to arrive in front of us.

The Mr. Zhao stared at the group for a while and said puzzledly: "I don't know the customs of awakening the dead, who here will help me? Do you need so many people to wake up an undead? "

Xia Xin observed and whispered, "They are not only awakening the dead. Still offering. "Just you wait. There will be a sacrifice in a while."

The paper man who was at the forefront fired nine more cannons in a row before coming to a stop. The second row followed, and they were playing an instrument.

The sound of this instrument was deep and low, like the sound of the wind blowing through a valley in the night. At first glance, he thought it was the sound of the wind, but when he listened carefully, he felt that there was someone crying inside, causing him to feel cold all over.

As the second row passed in front of us, I realized with horror that they were blowing human skulls.

I looked down, afraid to look.

Mr. Zhao whispered at the side, "These guys are purposely mystifying. You could have made such a sound just by looking for a flute, but you just have to bore holes in the skull.

When he finished, he glanced at me again and said, "I see now who they're scaring."

After the second row of paper men, it was not paper men that followed, but real ghosts.

I looked and saw that these ghosts were definitely not from our village. I had never seen them before. These people were all extremely resentful, it was obvious that they were evil spirits that had died for many years.

The first evil spirits carried the three beasts, followed by three evil spirits carrying incense candles. And then there were eight wraiths, each carrying a person …

I looked carefully and was surprised to find that this person was Grandpa Gu.

Grandpa Gu was like a pig waiting to be slaughtered. He was tied up and couldn't move at all.

It seems that Grandpa Gu had sneaked out of Hu Village with us on his back, and ambushed us on the way. I was just wondering if someone as cautious as him could be ambushed. It seemed he had walked too many roads at night. He would definitely meet a ghost.

He struggled for a while, then shouted at the top of his lungs, "I know you guys are here. I would be grateful if you would save me. From now on, you are my grandfather, and I will be your grandson. It's my duty to take on such a small matter. "

The three of us were indifferent because Grandpa Gu's credit value was very low. None of us believed his words.

Grandpa Gu waited for a while and said, "It doesn't matter if you don't want to save me. Kill me now, give me a quick death. If you kill me, the things on me will be yours. "

I knew that what he had on him referred to the fan.

The three of us remained unmoved.

Grandpa Gu was getting a bit anxious. He shouted, "Don't you want to know the location of that tomb?"

A nearby ghost heavily punched him in the head.

Grandpa Gu's neck was twisted from the hit. It took him quite a while to recover his strength, so he continued to yell, "Just give me a quick death." "I beg of you …"

After that, he was carried to the Golden Toad Temple.

After Grandpa Gu was carried away, there were still a few ghosts behind him. However, the grievances that followed him were a lot lesser, and were almost no different from an ordinary little ghost.

Mr. Zhao made a gesture, and Xia Xin and I nodded.

When all the ghosts had passed by, we got up from the grass and tiptoed after them.

Mr. Zhao was the first to make a move. He reached out his hand to cover a little kid's mouth and used his other hand to tie the little brat up with a red rope. Then, he threw him to the side of the road.

The little ghost was tied up by the red rope and was unable to move. It could only lie on the side of the road like a piece of wood.

I knocked one out with my dagger and threw it to the side of the road.

Xia Xin looked at me and cut off a kid's heart with her knife. The kid was scared out of his wits.

When I saw this, I was flabbergasted. I said hesitantly, "You …." Isn't that too much? "

Xia Xinyan lit up the little demon's heart, and lightly said: "This little demon's heart is full of holes, this brat has already harmed many people. If I don't kill him today, more will be killed. "

I could only nod in agreement.

There was a certain number of ghosts in the line. We took care of three of them, then we blended in with the rest of the group and stood in the last row.

I asked the Mr. Zhao in a low voice: "Are we going to do this?"

Mr. Zhao said, "Don't worry. Ghost prisoners still don't know you've come, or they would have come out to catch you long ago. It seems like the longevity clothes on your body worked, and your identity is quite well hidden. Keep pretending. "

I agreed and carefully followed the team into Golden Toad Temple.

From the surface, the Golden Toad Temple did not seem to have changed. The room outside was still empty.

We followed the procession all the way to the inner room.

I had been to the inside of the house and knew that the space was very small. I wondered if there were so many ghosts huddled together in a small room.

Very quickly, it was the three of us' turn to enter. I saw the souls in front of us standing upright on the ground. A portion of them had already sunk into the ground.

Why is this scene so familiar? I seem to have seen it somewhere.

I looked at Xia Xin and saw that she was also looking at me. I suddenly remembered where I had seen this before.

In a dream.

Back then, Xia Xin, A Chang, and I had all been bewitched at the same time. Then he entered a dream.

In that dream, we also need to enter a tomb through the Golden Toad Temple, and like today, we will slowly sink into the ground.

Was that dream real? I was a little scared: Has anyone really been to Hu Village? She used this method to enter the tomb. But who was that person? Was it Xia Xin or A Chang?

I thought about it for a while, but in my haste, I couldn't come to a conclusion.

Xia Xin said to me, "We're going down."

Only then did I realize that it was our turn.

I felt as relaxed as if I were in a dream. This time there was no need to borrow the clay figurine. I could easily enter the mud.

In the beginning, I was glad I didn't have to take my soul on top of the Mud Man. But when I was halfway down, I suddenly understood why I didn't need the clay figurine, because this time it was the owner of the tomb who had allowed us to go down.

I sank for about ten minutes, and in the process, I couldn't see anything. All I could touch was darkness.

Then my feet landed on the ground. I saw that this was a wilderness, with a bluestone path in front of us. The stone road led to a distant place, to an unknown world.

I bitterly smiled and whispered to Xia Xin, "Is this the Road to River Styx?"

Xia Xin remained silent for two seconds before saying, "Actually, you guessed right. We've been here before. In a dream. "

I asked Xia Xin, "Is that your dream, or A Chang's dream?"

Xia Xin replied, "Of course it's A Chang's dream."

At this time, those little ghosts had already set foot on the Road to River Styx. Mr. Zhao was about to follow me when I called out to him. "This is the Road to River Styx, you can't go down there."

Mr. Zhao said, "Are you joking? Could the Road to River Styx be here? Is your Hu Village a proxy location for the Underworld? "

I whispered, "This place is called the Pseudo Yellow Springs. It's very similar to the Road to River Styx."

Mr. Zhao looked at Road to River Styx for a while and said, "As long as it is not the real Road to River Styx, we can definitely leave. Of course, Eldest Nephew, if you don't want to go, we will turn around and go home. "

I said, "Second Uncle, why don't you go up and get me? This time, I will go by myself. "

Mr. Zhao said, "Nonsense, do you think I'm afraid of death?"

Then, he stepped onto the Road to River Styx.

I nervously asked, "How is it?" Can you still come down? "

The Mr. Zhao said, "I won't try. I won't feel bad if I don't come down."