It was raining continuously, and the cemetery was located on a high hill. On the top of a large hill, Zhang Youde looked down from a high place...
You can still see it from a thousand meters away. In the center of this white torrent, there is a huge green and black coffin that is being lifted up by thirty-six people.
Surrounded by the coffin, men and women were crying and wailing.
"Woooooooo..."
Among them, the furious roaring sound spread in all directions...
In front of and behind the coffin, there were hundreds of people playing music, string instruments, singing, and playing funeral music. They walked on the muddy road as if they were walking on flat ground.
Along the way, white banknotes were continuously scattered into the sky, blending in with the rain and muddy earth.
Even across the distance, Zhang Youde felt deeply depressed and heavy.
"This posture is for nothing!"
"The dead are either rich or noble..." Zhang Youde touched his chin at the edge of the cemetery, thinking in his eyes.
At the same time, I sneezed and felt a little cold.
During his lifetime, he had been admitted to a mental hospital since he was a child due to his split personality and stayed there for twenty years.
After that, he escaped from the mental hospital for sixteen years and became a super dangerous person.
During the sixteen years of wandering, Zhang Youde had many affairs, both good and bad.
but……
Every time I see you, it’s when I’m full.
A trace of ancient memories flashed through Zhang Youde's gloomy eyes.
If you ask for money for a red event, you will get it, so you can get a lucky break.
You can eat as much as you like during the wedding ceremony!
After he escaped from the Sixth Mental Hospital, he almost starved to death.
At that time, it was not easy to have a full meal...
Zhang Youde pondered on the hill: "However, this white torrent in front of us is too big. With a thousand people, it reaches the ground and the sky, and ten thousand people, it is boundless. It is conservatively estimated that a thousand people came to bury it."
"Is it because your character is so bad that you forcefully marry a common woman?"
"People pay for their lives?"
"You want to kill everyone?"
"It sounds like it's not a good thing at first glance, but they can still say it so confidently?"
"If this is put into modern times, it would be good if someone doesn't spray him to death with one click."
"Oh!"
"But things are troublesome." Zhang Youde wiped his nose and frowned as he looked at the approaching white torrent. He didn't want to meet them.
This white torrent of thousands of people are not good people~
So I quickly looked around and saw that this large cemetery was on the top of a hill and the terrain was very high.
There were only tombstones and a few dead trees around, and there wasn't even a place to hide.
There is only one way down the mountain!
If I were naked, I would be discovered if I went down the mountain, and I might even be maimed or killed by the angry people in this white torrent.
He will kill everyone at every turn!
Too lethal!
Don't even take risks.
Then, Zhang Youde looked at the big pit not far away, a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes, he crossed over in seven steps, and jumped with all his strength!
The rainwater splashed in the pit, and after finally crawling out of the pit, he jumped in again.
Zhang Youde lowered his head and pulled all the soil around him into the pit.
The body is half squatted, the eyes are closed tightly, and only a little of the nose is exposed to breathe, burying oneself tightly.
He hid quite well and couldn't see anything out of the ordinary.
At the same time, you can take shelter from the rain and use the thick soil to bring you a little warmth.
Halfway through the time, the sky turned gray, the rain continued, and the howling of tears came from far to near.
"Woooooooo..."
"My son..."
"Ahhhh..."
.......
The white torrent played and sang, scattering banknotes all the way to the cemetery.
Thousands of people didn't notice anything unusual about this cemetery.
The traces originally left by Zhang Youde were also washed away by the rain.
Naturally, no one would have thought that there was a living person buried at the edge of this large cemetery.
"City Lord Huang, Madam Huang, my condolences!"
"This is a treasure land of Feng Shui. The pattern of hidden dragons coming out of the abyss can bless your son to fly smoothly in the next life. Let's bury him!"
"Listen, Lord Dancer."
"Buried!"
"boom!"
Amidst heart-rending cries, the huge coffin was buried, leaving only a lonely tombstone.
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.
"Master Dancer, please dance a song for my unfortunate child. He has wanted to be an immortal like you, Master Dancer, since he was a child."
"Um!"
"Dance method: funeral dance, music starts."
...
"Dance?"
Zhang Youde was a little confused and secretly opened a small hole.
I saw a thin old man dressed in black, only 1.6 meters tall, with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, and a pair of triangular eyes with a cold and mean look.
He jumped three meters into the sky, and a strange black cyclone roared out, supporting him suspended in the sky like a stage.
It was pouring rain and thundering...
Hundreds of people, with fanaticism in their eyes, picked up their musical instruments and played the funeral music vigorously.
The accompaniment sounds.
Suddenly! A mass of black energy appeared on the hands and feet of this strange old man.
Open your arms wide!
Three meters in the sky, under the gaze of thousands of people, a strange dance began.
Lower fork!
Big cheating!
Three hundred and sixty degree rotation!
…
It's very exciting and exciting... This seems to be the hip-hop dance in my memory.
A combination of small jumps, splits, lower backs, big kicks, splits... appeared one after another in the dance of the thin old man.
And every time this old man does a dance step, the black energy in his hands and feet will obviously expand, leaving streaks of black light in the air, which looks very cool.
As the old man began to dance his youth, thousands of people below also began to spontaneously dance to the rhythm.
"Mistweed?"
"Is this... graveyard jumping?" Zhang Youde was dumbfounded and felt a very absurd feeling.
but……
Thousands of people outside were dancing enthusiastically, devoting themselves wholeheartedly and working very hard.
It seems that this is what you should do when you have nothing to do.
"Um, this custom of Xuan Wu's alien world is a bit ruining the three views!" Zhang Youde rolled his eyes and continued watching.
The solemn and sad white thing suddenly turned into a large-scale disco scene. I am afraid that the skills of this otherworld are wrong~
"ha!"
A hoarse roar.
"Look at me, the last move of the funeral dance, a round dance, and the funeral begins!"
I saw this strange old man holding the black cyclone with both hands, twisting his body, with his head down and his legs up, and started spinning like a washing machine that couldn't stop.
"Wucao, Thomas Slalom, this old man is awesome, his arms and legs are so strong..."
As the old man Thomas spun around a hundred times, the four black energies in his hands and feet also expanded to the limit!
Suddenly!
Four masses of black energy left the body in vain...
Above the newly buried tombstones, they blended together and turned into a cold and strange carriage with green lanterns surrounded by black air.
"Xilulu!"
A ferocious bone horse roared, its empty skull eyes lifeless.
After the horse's hooves stomped the sky three times, it pulled the green lantern carriage and crashed straight into the tombstone before disappearing without a trace.
After doing all this.
The strange old man's face turned pale. The black cyclone under his feet disappeared and he fell from three meters away. Everyone rushed to help him.
"Dancer, are you okay?"
"It's okay. I just used too much force. I can only barely perform this dance. With my funeral dance, your son can walk smoothly."