Everyone was silent for a while, then Xiao Donghu smiled and said: "Whatever! Life or death is all the business of the Lord of Hell. The Lord of Hell wants people to die at the third watch. Who dares to keep people until the fifth watch? What should we worry about?
Common sense speculates that in the situation just now, ten old sevenths should have died. Why not show off their affection now? Go back and bury Uncle Sima first."
When they heard this, they all made sense and turned around to look for Sima Long's body. There was a chaos just now and the body was missing. But now there is no threat from the black snake. We have plenty of time, so we can just look for it slowly.
Lao Liu is such a mean-mouthed girl. As he walked, he muttered: "I have to find Uncle Sima quickly. What if Uncle Sima gets impatient later and another corpse transforms or something happens? He will be depressed. He can't be beaten, nor can he be chopped."
Those who cannot be cut will have to beat us to death."
Sima Hao became anxious upon hearing this. His eyes widened, his neck twisted, and he said angrily: "What did you say?"
When I saw this, I was anxious, but I don’t blame them for being anxious. My father is dead, and you still whispered that my father would transform into a corpse. This made everyone anxious, so you hurriedly smoothed things over and scolded Lao Liu: "Shut up!"
, Uncle Sima was highly virtuous and respected during his lifetime. After his death, he will naturally go to paradise. The reason you have two eyes and one mouth is to make you look more and talk less, do you understand?"
Xiao Donghu also hurriedly pulled Sima Hao forward and said as he walked: "Third brother, don't pay attention to him. He is just a mean-mouthed person and has no evil intentions. You know it after going all the way."
Sima Hao was praised by me and persuaded by Xiao Donghu. He turned around angrily and ignored Lao Liu. Lao Liu was not unscrupulous. He naturally knew when to shut up and stopped talking nonsense.
Follow us.
The place was so big, and it didn't take long for Sima Long's body to be found, not far from the quagmire. It was impossible to have a grand burial here, and it was even more impractical to carry it out. So a few people gathered materials locally.
If you pile a grave with stones, you will be buried.
Sima Long has been on the road all his life, and he probably has long since seen that people are not buried in loess, not to mention that he is buried in stones, which are much higher grade than loess. He will not blame us. After kowtowing and saluting, several people stood up and stood.
On the side, only Sima Hao was still kneeling in front of the grave.
I wanted to persuade him, but Xiao Donghu stretched out his hand to stop me. Thinking about it, four of his family members came out alive and well, and now three of them are buried, and they are all his closest relatives. This will happen to anyone.
He has to be sad. Anyway, there is no way for us to get out for a while, so let’s let him be sad for a while!
Sima Hao was sad because Sima Long is his biological father, but we don’t have a close relationship with Sima Long. Besides, we didn’t treat him very much in the first place. A few people stood around bored, so I stretched out my hand and took it from Zhang Baifa’s hand.
He took the golden sacred instrument over again and played with it in his hand.
I don’t know where I hit it, but the cap on the handle suddenly came loose. I was shocked and thought I had broken it. I hurriedly tried to stuff the cap in, but found that something seemed to be pressing against it. What happened?
It can't be stuffed in either.
My heart suddenly became curious, so I asked Lao Liu to hold the blade of the Golden Sacred Artifact with a flashlight, and turned it over. I saw that something was indeed stuffed inside, rolled up into a black cylindrical shape and stuffed into the handle.
As soon as the hat fell off, air was taken in and it immediately expanded, making it impossible to stuff the hat back.