A group of people walked towards the so-called Aunt Li's house in a mighty manner. He Xiaotian looked at the villagers who did not doubt him and others at all, and sighed to himself that they were really a bunch of good grandchildren.
Don't get me wrong, I don't mean any disparagement.
I believe that this is the first time he has seen someone named He among his ancestors.
If it were a group of living people, they would probably have to be on guard at all times.
"There's no need for us to get involved in this kind of thing, right?" Roger followed behind and whispered.
When He Xiaotian heard this, he smiled bitterly.
You think I do!
If there was no other way, I wouldn't be like this.
The scene was restarted more than seventy times, and he took Roger for half the night in one breath.
I don't know how many miles I ran, but as soon as I saw the light, everything returned to its original state with a whoosh.
Even if he bombed Li Village to the ground, it wouldn't work.
"Oh, you don't understand."
Roger's face was sore and his asshole was tight. What the hell is this about you looking like you've gone through many vicissitudes of life?
Don't tell me, he really guessed it right.
He Xiaotian indeed experienced many vicissitudes of life in just one night.
About ten minutes later, everyone arrived at a temporary memorial shed.
There are three mourning flags outside.
The big one is three feet six, wrapped in white cloth, the sail is one foot four long and seven feet wide.
There is a white cloth strip on the left and right, seven feet long and nine inches wide. These are dismounting flags. Anyone who comes to hang his voice must dismount when he sees it.
The ritual flag on the right is two feet high.
A sail is five feet long and three feet wide, and the left and right white strips are four feet wide and two feet one inch wide.
Those who see it need to take off the jewelry they are wearing. There is a washbasin next to it.
There is also a teardrop flag, but it is very small.
The seven sails are one foot high, seven feet long and three feet wide, and the left and right white strips are one foot and three inches long.
Those who see it need to cry, so that the drum music at the door can notify the mourners to prepare for the ceremony.
It's a pity that now, where is the red tape?
Inside, it had long been a mess.
After all, if a living person suddenly disappears, who can remain calm?
Headed by the leader of Li Village, followed by a strong man carrying a sword and five or six juniors, they walked in.
The rest of the people were waiting outside, ready to go.
There is a coffin lying in the shed, and in front of the coffin is an offering table.
There were people waiting inside, and when they saw the leader of Li Village coming in, they crowded around him.
"Clan leader, you have to find my Li Ye. If he is gone, what will happen if I am left as a woman?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he started crying and crying, which made people upset.
"Nonsense, you're pregnant, who let you in?"
Seeing this, the leader of Li Village's face immediately darkened.
This mother-in-law of Li Ye's family directly violated three taboos.
First, during the wake, one should be modest and plain, no jewelry should be worn, women should not wear skirts, their hair should be disheveled, and they should not wear heavy makeup.
As a result, the other party was not only wearing a skirt, but also had makeup that looked gorgeous, like a blooming peony.
Secondly, during the wake, you should not gossip, especially the descendants should not quarrel in the memorial shed. Even if there are huge grievances, the ancestors should be allowed to live the last leg of their lives with dignity, and it will not be too late to solve the problem.
What kind of quarrel is this going on?
His face was stained with tears as he cried in front of the deceased elders. How could the deceased leave so easily?
The third is that during the wake, pregnant women are not allowed to enter the mourning hall. If they really cannot avoid it and have to go, pregnant women must wear clothes of more than five colors before they can pay filial piety to the mourner.
Take a closer look at Mrs. Li Ye. Where are the five colors?
Soon, two people came in from outside and took her out directly.
"Lao Luo, how is the decoration of this memorial shed like?"
Regarding He Xiaotian's question, Roger could only respond with silence and rolled his eyes.
What do you mean by that?
My father, Luo Feng, is still alive and well!
Didn't I just give you some spiritual energy crystals that are not of good quality? As for holding on to him all the time, I won't let you go.
"Tell me, what's going on?"
So, someone immediately stepped forward and explained the cause and effect one by one.
It turned out that there were several people accompanying the filial son of the Li family to keep vigil, but it was late at night and everyone was a little hungry.
Then a few people left to prepare food.
There was only one person left, together with Li Ye.
The man was left with abdominal pain and went to the hut.
And it was within this short period of time that after this person came back, Li Ye disappeared.
No one can be seen alive, and no body can be seen dead.
"What are the rules written? Do you guys still remember them?"
"Clan leader Hui, there must be no less than three people keeping watch. If you go to the hut, you must go together and not separate, to prevent accidents."
The head of Li Village laughed angrily when he looked at his juniors who were kneeling in front of him and chanting in a low voice.
"I know you still make mistakes!! Tomorrow, go to the ancestral hall to get fifty sticks."
"yes!"
When the younger generation heard this, his face was filled with bitterness.
Fifty sticks, and I won't be able to get out of bed for at least a month.
Even so, they are all merciful.
If the patriarch was more ruthless, he could stay in bed for half a year.
"Have you found them all?"
"I've searched everywhere, but I still haven't found any trace of Li Ye."
After the words fell, the twelve or thirteen-year-old boy who reported the news suddenly shouted.
"There is still a coffin to look for!"
"Shut up, how can the dead be easily disturbed?"
Before the leader of Li Village could speak, a group of people scolded the children, appearing extremely angry.
Because according to the records of Li Village, coffins were opened decades ago.
As a result, he transformed into a corpse and killed more than a dozen people before he could be subdued.
So no one dared to touch the coffin in the funeral shed. What if Li Ye's mother transformed into a corpse and came out and bit the big guy to death?
"Open the coffin!"
The descendants who followed the leader of Li Village walked towards the coffin and prepared to open it without saying a word.
The man carrying the knife has already held the knife in both hands, and a faint light glows on the blade to guard against sudden changes that may occur at any time.
"Let's get closer."
He Xiaotian took a few steps forward and walked forward.
Roger could only respond with a helpless smile.
Since entering Danjie, many accidents have occurred, making him very afraid of any possible dangers.
He himself wanted to stay away, but what if he was robbed again?
At least if you are closer to He Xiaotian, your safety will be more or less guaranteed.
At least when an accident happens, someone has the ability to stop it and save him.
"open!"
The four young men put their hands on the coffin lid, and then lifted it up with force.
"call"
Lines of icy cold air visible to the naked eye surged out from the coffin, followed by the pungent smell of blood.
The four sturdy young men holding the coffin lid had their eyebrows immediately covered with frost.
Even the body surface is covered with a thin layer of ice film.
"Puff puff!"
The lanterns and candles in the memorial shed seemed to be extinguished in an instant due to the frosty air.
Let this place be swallowed up by darkness.
"Ahhh"
Some timid villagers who lacked concentration let out ear-piercing screams from their throats.
Fortunately, there is no glass in the Underworld, otherwise the whole village would have been shattered into pieces.
The sight was dark, and they were in the mourning shed, plus they were moaning loudly.
The four coffin-opening students who were quite determined and fearless all felt cold all over their bodies, and an emotion called fear arose in their hearts.
In the darkness, the crowd relied on their senses and ran towards the outside of the funeral shed.
A group of people didn't care and scrambled to get ahead.
They pushed and scolded each other, and the dark side of human nature was vividly displayed!
Each one was afraid that something terrible would emerge from the coffin and eat them all alive.
"Don't panic, everyone, don't panic!"
The voice of the leader of Li Village sounded, but it had no effect.
At this moment, how can we care about each other's status?
The most urgent thing is to escape for your life!!
It was so dark that even He Xiaotian was blinded.
With his night vision ability, logically speaking, he shouldn't be trapped in darkness.
He was almost 100% sure that the scene constantly restarting must have something to do with this place.
"Dharma Eye!"
Golden lights bloomed in the darkness, but what disappointed He Xiaotian was that he couldn't see through them.
The eyes that used to be invincible in the past encountered setbacks tonight.
But he was not that disappointed. Although the "Secret Dream Vision - Dharma Eye" was magical, it did not cost much experience points.
Besides, don't forget, it's just +1 level.
In the past, when we encountered some ordinary evil spirits, we were naturally successful.
This guy is a big guy tonight, very evil.
The underground nightmare world is obviously not the real world, but it is even several times more dangerous than the underworld.
"boom"
White fireworks instantly enveloped He Xiaotian, guarding against a possible sneak attack at any time.
And he took out the Ksitigarbha Demon-Suppressing Monument and activated the Buddha's light attribute.
"Buzz"
Circles of golden light exploded, immediately opening up a meter of darkness around him.
Seeing this, he secretly sighed, what a domineering thing.
The Buddha's light attribute value is as high as 2500 points, but it can only be opened one meter.
Eight Hundred Arhats +8, Ksitigarbha's Power +8, activate them one by one!
On the demon-suppressing stele, arhat shadows appeared one after another, and the sound of chanting was faintly heard in the void.
Moreover, lines of Sanskrit characters flowed with brilliant light from it.
Then a monk wearing a Vairocana crown and cassock, holding a tin staff in one hand and a pearl in the other, sitting on a lotus, guarded He Xiaotian closely.
No matter how he makes a sneak attack, at least he can guarantee that he will be unharmed.
With the blessing of Arhat's mighty power, the Buddha's light surged and opened a distance of six meters with a bang.
Under the illumination of the Buddha's light, He Xiaotian clearly saw an arm that looked like it had been skinned and bloody stretched out.
He grabbed Roger's clothes suddenly and withdrew with a whoosh.
During this process, Vice Minister Luo struggled a bit.
It's a pity that the bad thing is that if it were ordinary clothes, he would have escaped without any protection.
The worst case scenario is to let the bloody hands grab a piece of broken clothing and take it back.
However, what he was wearing was a phoenix crown and clouds, and the clothes were extremely tough.
The fluke is the ninth-level peak in the river that crosses the river, and no fish can bite it.
So Roger was very tragic, being dragged in by bloody hands.
"Clang"
The four young men who were holding the coffin lid seemed to be unable to bear the cold air, so they loosened their hands and closed the coffin again.
When Roger got into the coffin, he only had two thoughts in his mind.