snake coffin

Chapter 281 Half-Bone Snake
I just said that Yu Xinhe was fine when I came out of the cave and didn't mention anything about "reproduction".

Why did I suddenly say this sadly after seeing those Bashan people who came to the funeral? It turned out that I knew that the Bashan people were going to make a move.

The trumpet was playing melodiously above. I stood next to the snake and looked up. The skyscraper ridge towered into the sky, and I couldn't see the top.

After all, Gu Yushi helped me, and Mo Xiu didn't let me leave, but also wanted me to give her a ride.

He glanced to the side in a blink of an eye and said with a wry smile: "He Shou is not building an altar, right? He is looking for a way to take me away?"

I suddenly understood what Yu Xinhe meant.

She did this, but she was unwilling after all.

Seeing that his lineage is about to be severed, whether there is a god or not, he will have some hope.

It would be best if I could stay; if I didn't want to stay, she would still send me away after she said those things.

He looked up at Motian Ridge, reached out and poked the cuckoo in the basket, and said in a deep voice: "Go up."

Yu Xinhe caressed the strong body of the snake, jumped up, and stretched out his hand towards me.

Pulling me up, the snake slowly raised its head.

Yu Xinhe looked at Bashan at his feet with deep eyes, and said softly: "If I didn't send you back, the Gu family would not let me enter Bashan."

"He Yue, no matter what, thank you for giving me the opportunity to see Bashan again." Yu Xinhe stared intently at the rolling mountains.

He sighed lightly: "You're right, it's because I have no other way out that I pin my hope on the witch god."

I stood next to Yu Xinhe and looked up, but I didn't know how to comfort her.

The matter of giving birth is not a trivial matter. I am in such a state now that I cannot protect myself, so how can I promise easily.

He just stretched out his hand and hugged Yu Xinhe lightly: "Wait, maybe there will be a turning point."

Yu Xinhe just laughed: "Don't you ask who the child's father is?"

She was referring to the father of the child with whom she had been pregnant three times before.

I shook my head: "Don't ask."

Yu Xinhe grinned: "He Yue, sometimes I call you stupid, but you know it very well. In fact, at your age, you shouldn't live so soberly."

"Maybe..." I raised my hand and lightly nodded my eyebrows.

The eyebrow soothing needle is always there, and I can feel the faint pain every day.

Yu Xinhe took a deep look, stopped talking, and just let Ba Snake lead us up.

The snake is very big and winds up the Motian Ridge very quickly.

When we arrived, those Bashan people had just reached the top.

Everyone is holding something in their hands, or a feather, or a branch, or a bone, or a handful of fruit...

Gu Yushi's body was still lying there, and Gu Fengchun knelt aside, washing her face with a basin of clean water.

That old face has gone through more than 1000 years, but it has never been out of Bashan.

After Gu Fengchun wiped her face clean, he put the bronze mask on her again.

When she turned around holding the copper basin, a slight resentment flashed in her eyes when she saw me.

But he still respectfully stepped aside and handed the copper basin to a white ape.

The wind in Motian Ridge was relatively strong today, and the bonfire seemed to be extinguished.

The twelve priests turned around Gu Yushi's body, dancing with Yu steps.

After a circle, Gu Jianming stretched out his hands to the sky. I didn't see any movement at all, and a bronze mask came into his hand.

Gu Jianming held the mask, bowed to the sky, and muttered something long and low.

While holding the mask and covering his face, he turned his head and gave me a serious look.

The mask was similar to the one on Gu Yu's face, but after it was put on Gu Jianming's face, Gu Jianming's figure, which originally only reached my waist, quickly stretched like a long shadow reflected by the fire that night.

But in the blink of an eye, Gu Jianming's figure became tall and thin, and his hands twisted like snakes.

The priest next to him immediately seemed to be controlled by his writhing hand. There was nothing in the air, but the twelve priests were like puppets on a string, slowly twisting as Gu Jianming's hand waved.

"Gu Family Witch Festival." Seeing me in a daze, Yu Xinhe said in a deep voice, "Gu Family Shuangzhi, the head of the family, director of the Wu Festival, and the chief priest of the Wu Festival. Gu Jianming is the witch priest of this generation."

"Witches can communicate with gods. Children's bodies are the easiest to channel." Yu Xinhe looked at the priests.

The voice was calm but filled with strange emotions: "The Gu family's shaman lineage is probably about to end. It is said that when Gu Jianming was six years old, Gu Yushi forcibly used secret techniques to cut off his tendons. He will always remain in Six years old..."

I just listened, if I was born in Taoism and grew up in Taoism, I would be in awe of these things from the bottom of my heart.

Then I will think that the Gu family is respectable and awesome for the sake of inheritance.

But my parents raised me as an ordinary person, I can't understand.

For the inheritance of the lineage, a six-year-old child can suffer such pain and never grow up.

How much harm will this do to Gu Jianming?
The so-called inheritance of witchcraft, the line of God, since it is about to be broken?Can't you just accept it?

Watching the Bashan people in the distance begin to offer sacrifices, one by one they placed the bird feathers or branches they held in their hands on Gu Yushi's body.

I suddenly understood why everyone in the Wentian Sect seemed not very smart and was so poor, but they were so powerful among the three Xuanmen sects.

Life, what joy; death, what fear.Common people, He Gu.

Tianyan counts Lao Zhou, he met Mr. Hu from Wentian Sect, and then he went to Qingshui Town to find me.

He Gu personally listened to Lao Zhou's instructions to me and knew the harm I caused.

But after the accident, he will still save me.

He didn't want to kill me directly like Lao Zhou.

For He Gu, I am also a common man, so he can treat it calmly.

The people of Wentian Sect are never paranoid and follow nature, so they are strong.

Not just combat strength, but inner strength.

As the Bashan people placed the sacrificial items on Gu Yushi's body, Yu Xinhe also stepped forward, took out a small bottle from his arms and placed it on Gu Yushi's chest.

What appeared to be a powder blue thing in that bottle.

After Yu Xinhe finished playing, he turned to look at me and winked at me.

I didn't expect that there would be such a stage, and I was not prepared for anything.

I was a little nervous for a moment, and instinctively touched my body, trying to find something.As he was touching it, he discovered that there was rice in the sleeve pocket of Mo Xiu's outer robe.

I hurriedly reached out and took out a handful, and there really was a handful of rice.

I can be regarded as asking the heir of Mi Qin's family, I grabbed a handful of rice, walked over, imitating Yu Xinhe's appearance, and sprinkled the rice gently on Gu Yushi's body.

But those rice were like the night Long Ling went to find Qin Mipo. When the rice fell on Gu Yushi, it seemed to turn into sparks and ignited instantly.

Instinctively, I want to stop, and I hold on to the rice in my hand, not daring to let it go again.

Even if Gu Yushi's body is going to be cremated, I shouldn't light the fire.

But as soon as his hands tightened, all the Bashan people next to him suddenly raised their heads, slapped their chests with one hand, and made sounds of "Woo..." and "Woo...".

An arm twisted in front of me like a snake, and Gu Jianming's masked face looked at me from behind me.

The protruding vertical eyes on the mask are opposite to my eyes.

I seemed to see something in those eyes. Gu Jianming's fingers gently covered my hand holding rice.

With a gentle pick of the five fingers, grains of rice fell on Gu Yushi like sparks.

Just when my hand felt empty, Gu Jianming pulled me back.

I was a little dazed. In Gu Jianming's gaze just now, I seemed to see the eyes of the snake coffin's consciousness transformed into "Moxiu".

There is a coiled snake in the pupil, which seems to be twisting constantly.

"Are you okay?" Yu Xinhe hurried over, pulled me and said, "Just wait a little longer."

All Bashan people held their heads high and screamed.

The white ape below was also shouting, and there seemed to be a horn sounding again on the peaks.

I watched as the rice I sprinkled just now was like sparks burning paper, slowly burning Gu Yushi's clothes.

Just as he was about to say when to light the fire, he heard a thunderclap in the sky.

Following a bolt of lightning, it fell from the sky and landed directly on Gu Yushi's body.

The blue fire light suddenly rose into the air.

At this moment, Gu Yushi's body seemed to explode like a flower, and countless snake heads roared outward from the blue firelight.

These snakes are very powerful. When burned by fire, they seem to wake up instantly. The snake head pulls the bones behind it that are not completely snake-like and rushes out of the flames.

(End of this chapter)