Chen Yang pulled up the little silver fox, held it in his arms, turned around and headed outside the abandoned garden.
He looked solemn, already knowing something was wrong.
Chen Yang didn't know the level of cultivation of Canghu Jiugong, but when it showed its original form and roared to the sky to confront Huahu, Chen Yang clearly felt the pressure.
That is the sense of oppression brought about by different levels of life.
Jiu Gong is most likely stronger than Chen Yang.
Such a powerful Canghu fell to the point of death and annihilation. Can you imagine what kind of existence the other party is like?
Chen Yang judged that Canghu Jiu Gong was in danger, at least he was trapped and in danger.
Otherwise, even if his family is broken up, he will not let a bunch of fox sons and grandsons be exposed like this.
As soon as Chen Yang took two steps, the little silver fox Tutu, who was attracted by his solemn expression, let out a few "squeaks" and struggled desperately, turning his little head towards the direction behind him.
"..."
Chen Yang stopped, sighed, raised his hand and struck the open space in front of the ancestral hall.
It was the place where the fox tribe usually played, and suddenly a big pit suddenly appeared.
The little silver fox suddenly became quiet.
"You want to bury them, right?"
Tears rolled down from Tu Tu's eyes like broken pearls, and he neither nodded nor shook his head.
Chen Yang sighed again and understood.
The little fox didn't want to part with his playmates and family, and he didn't want to see their bodies exposed like this.
The time is short now, but it's good. With the aura left by the Canghu clan to intimidate, other demons, ghosts, or mountain spirits and wild beasts don't dare to come over and act recklessly.
Over time, this abandoned garden will definitely become their paradise, and these corpses will definitely be destroyed or eaten directly.
Under the protection of Canghu Jiu Gong, these fox tribes have innocently devoured the sun essence and moonlight and cultivated to this day. Their bodies are a great supplement to those monsters and beasts, and I am afraid they will not be "wasted".
"Then let's bury them."
"Later, when you are free, you can come over here and see them."
After Chen Yang finished speaking, Tutu nodded with difficulty, jumped out of his arms, jumped to the edge of the pit, and pulled the fox corpses into the pit with his small paws.
Chen Yang stepped forward to put his hands together, and when his sleeves were rolled up, the corpses of big green foxes were piled into the pit.
As for those who are lighter, have a higher status in the fox clan, and are foxes in the ancestral hall middle school like Tu Tu, Tu Tu will do it himself.
After Danggui gathered all the corpses and put them into the pit, Tutu used his little paws to cover them with soil.
Every time a handful of soil was covered, its tears fell into it, and these fox corpses were buried under the soil and tears.
In order not to leave any traces, Chen Yang did not make the appearance of a grave. Instead, he covered the soil evenly and then moved the rocks from the rockery in the abandoned garden to press it on top.
It is both a cover-up and a tombstone.
After everything was done, half an hour passed.
Chen Yang sighed and stopped.
He also doesn't know if the cover-up he made will work under the methods of this world?
I wonder if the corpses of these foxes will be dug up and made into elixirs or magical weapons.
Chen Yang could only do his best.
"Let's go!"
"We will come back when we find your grandfather."
Chen Yangru comforted him.
He knew clearly that Jiu Gong was probably in bad shape, but he still wanted to leave some thoughts for the little silver fox.
Otherwise, if it is young, innocent, and well protected by Jiu Gong, and loses all its relatives in one day, it will either be unable to bear the pressure and collapse, or it will become a demon.
Chen Yang didn't want to see it.
The little fox didn't know if she really believed what he said or if she was lying to herself. A bright light flashed in her tearful eyes, she nodded repeatedly, and ran into Chen Yang's arms with a "whoosh", with only her little head exposed.
Chen Yang pressed the hem of his clothes with his hand, pressed the little fox into his arms again, and stepped out.