Chapter 569 (1/2)

The breeze is blowing the forest, standing high, the top of every tree in the forest is blowing at the same time, just like the rolling blue waves.

At the moment, there are ten figures standing above the waves. Even if there are practitioners passing by at the moment, they will not think that nine of them are real mu Youmeng, and the other one is also related to Mu Youmeng.

Although Muyu didn't want to kill at will, he actually found that he had become so accustomed to the passing of life unconsciously. Some things had already quietly changed his view on life.

If there are people who are not worthy of living in the world, it is necessary for them to harvest their lives.

In Mu Yu's eyes, there was a black and white light. He said calmly, ”I understand. I know what I should do.”

”We are waiting for you. Mu Youmeng doesn't like to have a war, but when the war breaks out, we can't stand idly by. I know you want to resurrect a man named dead wood evergreen. Then you need his soul to be complete. Go to the ghost island, where you can nourish the soul. This is also the purpose of the ghost people. ”

It's the beginning of the killing.

”I found that Mu Ling's wound has been repaired a lot, and the power of absorbing soul can also repair it. This time, I simply took you out of the hands of the ghost gate people and did not clean them up, because I think that the ghost gate people should die in your hands, become the nourishment of the wood spirit, not die in my hands.

You can take these three Bodhi leaves. When you encounter the situation just now, you can input the spiritual power into the Bodhi leaves. It will turn into the five element escape technique to help you escape. You can also rely on it to find me

Three Bodhi leaves fluttered gently from his palm and landed in front of Mu Yu. Muyu takes over the Bodhi leaves. He is surprised to find that these three Bodhi leaves are connected with the breath of the old tree. It seems that there is an invisible line to find the position of the old tree.

”As far as I know, there are a lot of ghost disciples coming to the Moyun mountains this time. You should be careful and don't happen the accident just now.” The old tree elder nodded to Mu Yu in good faith, and then his figure gradually disappeared in the forest. The other eight mu Youmeng also followed the old tree leader to leave.

”The old tree looks good.” Long Teng's voice came out.

”Yes, do you think Youmeng can eat it?” He asked, wagging his tail.

”Why do you eat everything! Eat the shit Long Teng said without good breath.

Muyu is dumbfounded and laughs. Xiaoshuai is really a good child who is not picky about food.

There is a famous place in the Moyun mountain range, which is the random burial valley. In fact, it is an underground crack, thousands of meters long and more than 200 meters wide.

Every midnight, there are ghosts crying and howling from the valley of mass burial, which is very frightening.

There are many villages near the valley of random burial. The people in these villages have a custom that they dress the dead with the most ceremonious clothes and throw them into the valley.

According to their legend, the random burial Valley is an underground crack leading to the reincarnation of the underworld. The dead can only be reincarnated by throwing them in.

Some city people will also transport the corpses all the way here, and then throw them down. This is also a good place for many practitioners to destroy the corpses.

It was here that ghost xuanyue killed 49 practitioners of the golden elixir period and found the hiding place of fenghaochen by the soul searching array.

The valley of random burial is located on a high slope, where it is covered with fog all the year round, so that the sun can't even shine in. Under the high slope, there is a funeral procession composed of more than a few hundred people. At the moment, the mournful trumpet suona is open in front.

These more than 100 people are ordinary people. They are from the nearby villages. Today, a 90 year old man died. It is quite good for ordinary people to live to 90 years old. Because of the high seniority, according to the custom of the village, the whole village will come to see the funeral.

Several people carrying a nanmu coffin, crying, paper money flying all the way, dancing with the wind. The funeral procession slowly walked along the mountain road to the valley of mass burial. It was difficult to walk uphill, especially when they were carrying heavy coffins.

The faces of several coffin bearers were red, and they needed to stop and rest for a while. By the time they lifted the coffin to the edge of the mass burial, everyone was already sweating.

The coffin is parked at the edge of the valley of mass burial. The wind blows under it, and the paper money will soon be blown up. If anyone pays attention, it will be found that none of the paper money can fall into the valley.

In front of the coffin is a simple table with a censer, three incense sticks, and some sacrifices. The purpose is to make the deceased not hungry on the road to the Yellow River.

There is an iron barrel on the ground, the paper money inside is burning vigorously.

Forty or fifty family members were kneeling in front of the coffin and crying loudly. Although many of them did not cry at all, according to the village custom, the louder the cry, the more filial piety the offspring will be. Therefore, each and every one of them will cry desperately for fear of losing the name of unfilial.

Chen Er Zhuang is a man with a dark complexion and a dead man's business. No matter the coffin or the paper money tribute came from his shop. The people in the village had no culture, so he would write a memorial speech for people every time and follow the funeral team to see the dead off.Chen Er Zhuang knows the customs of the dead better than anyone else. He always has a sad professional face because he deals with the dead all the year round.

He glanced at the forty or fifty families who were crying so hard that he sighed a little. It was estimated that there were less than five of them who were really sad.

Perhaps because he had seen this kind of scene frequently, he could see at a glance which person was showing his true feelings and which one was deliberately wiping tears with onions.

Old people will bring a lot of burden to the family, especially if there are lots of children and grandchildren. If there are many sons, they will not suffer losses and take the initiative to support them unless they meet with true filial piety. The old people will feel relieved after their death. For them, they don't need to spend the extra energy and financial resources.