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Chapter 381 Mountain Burial
Zhuzi finds Dagen and asks if he is willing to prepare for Brother Shan's funeral with him. The other party is the son of the village master, so why not help?

Zhuzi and Dagen divided their jobs and worked together for Shanwazi's funeral. They hurried to get ready just after an hour, when they heard the news that Shanwazi had died.

Zhuzi sadly carried Shanwazi to Jingchi. His father, the owner of Qingniu village, told him: "Pay attention to the time, it will be completed in fifteen minutes."

Under the urging of the village owner, Zhuzi and Dagen worked together to clean the mountain baby and put it on a stretcher covered with grass.

The village owner silently stepped forward and gave Shanwazi a flower, a morning glory that is very common inside and outside the village, and put it on Shanwazi's private part to cover it up.

Yu Gong was the second to come forward, and also offered a morning glory to Shanwazi, and also put it on the private part.

Then one by one, the villagers walked out of the house in silence, and went forward to present morning glory to Shanwazi.

Only people over the age of 16 can send flowers, and there are instructions, so although there are hundreds of people, the scene is very solemn, no one speaks, just quietly send morning glory, and then leave.

No one stayed in front of Shanwazi's body for more than a quarter of an hour, and this step was over.

The village master instructed the two Zhuzi to take precautions: "Don't stop on the road, don't talk, don't make too much noise, don't pollute Shanwazi's body, don't..."

After all, the two are young people, and one of them is his valued son, the village owner worriedly told him over and over again.

Yu Gong stepped forward and said: "Don't miss the time, take Shanwazi to the burial altar in the burial valley as soon as possible while the body is still warm, otherwise it will be unlucky and there may be unexpected disasters."

The village owner had no choice but to nod his head and asked, "Do you remember?"

Seeing Zhu Zi nodded, he said: "Go, remember what I said, don't make mistakes."

Together with Dagen, Zhuzi lifted the stretcher, and under the silent gaze of the village owner, Mr. Yu, and the villagers in the village, they arrived in front of the newly opened west gate of the cottage, and walked in.

Seeing the expression of the village master, Mr. Yu comforted him: "Village master, don't worry, the pillar will be fine. Although there have been such incidents in the history that the mourner did not come back, it is very, very rare. That person is also a calm and lazy person. It's impossible for them to be so active, if they happen to meet them, they will be fine."

The village owner naturally understands this truth, but sometimes people are like this, and they understand it, but they can't do it or they can't do it.

This funeral, in fact, if he wanted to stop it, he could have stopped it completely.

However, this is not good for the pillars, but bad.

Even if the friend who saved his life died without being buried, how can Zhuzi still gain a foothold in the village in the future?

Funeral is already the least risky thing. If Zhuzi can't do this well, then Zhuzi has no value in cultivating.

The cottage here is more realistic and indifferent than the mountain city that was later renamed Qingcheng.

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The west gate of the cottage is usually not opened, only when a funeral is held.

There is only one road from the cottage to the burial valley, and it is very remote, so even though it was the first time for Zhuzi and Dagen, they did not get lost and took the stretcher all the way into the burial valley.

Although the owner of the village has warned him ten thousand times, Dagen is still full of curiosity about the burial valley.

Although he didn't twist and look around, his eyes kept looking around, carefully looking at the legend, the destination of everyone in Hanzi... Burial Valley.

After a quick glance, I found that it is not much different from other valleys, but this season here is humid, and the valley is facing the sun without direct sunlight, so it will inevitably appear dark and humid.

Zhuzi and Dagen carefully placed the Shanwazi on the funeral altar, and the two immediately left the valley without looking back, and walked quickly to the cottage along the road.

I don't know if it's my own illusion, ever since I listened to my father's instructions, when going back to the same mountain road, Zhuzi always felt that someone was staring at him closely behind him, so scared that he didn't dare to stay any longer, and walked quickly towards him. The cottage rushed to.

After finally entering the west gate and returning to the cottage, he breathed a sigh of relief.

After Zhuzhu and Dagen left, they naturally did not see that someone in the burial valley had indeed drilled out of the ground, glanced at them, and then stood in front of the funeral altar, looking at the young man among the flowers and plants on the altar, Qing Niu shook his head road:

"It's better to come early than to come here by chance."

Qingniu has now become a mountain god and has transformed into a form. There is no need for the cottage to offer human corpses. By devouring human corpses, it can increase spiritual wisdom.

As for the sacrificial refining... Although the human race is a mortal body, they are born with spiritual wisdom. If they are sacrificed, the divine power of refining should be equivalent to the amount of a big monster.

However, there is a clear stipulation in the inheritance of the mountain god that the human race cannot be refined, whether it is dead or alive.

Once sacrificed, Qingniu will lose the seal and robe of the mountain god, and at the same time lose the heritage of the mountain god, and instantly become an evil god.

Compared with the evil god and the mountain god, the gap is too far, and Qingniu will naturally not choose to sacrifice the corpse of the human race.

"Moreover, what's interesting is that this person is not dead. Although his breath is weak and he is dying, he still has life."

Qingniu just wanted to give it a try, and it was mentioned in the inheritance that among the living beings, the human race is good at it.

"The art of healing."

With the use of the healing technique, the boy on the funeral altar became more and more breathless, gradually returning to normal levels.

Shanwazi seemed to have had a very, very long dream, and opened his eyes with some tiredness and confusion in his eyes.

The target was a middle-aged man in Chinese clothes.

He saved me?
Shanwazi didn't speak for a while, and looked around cautiously. Sure enough, he was no longer in the cottage, let alone his own home.

After carefully looking at the surrounding environment, Shanwazi faintly understood where this place was.

This is... Burial Valley?
The place where I lie is a funeral altar?

Funeral altar?

Could it be that I am already dead?

How is this possible, he is obviously living well?How was it sent to the burial valley?
Shanwazi had some guesses, but the most important part was missing.

"Are you?" Shanwazi asked curiously.

Naturally, Qingniu was too lazy to talk to him, and the way he spoke was too ugly.

As a result, a very small amount of divine power was consumed, and a layer of halo formed on his body, achieving the effect of looking at it and gaining its meaning.

The halo disappeared in a flash, but it was enough for Shanwazi to receive the corresponding information. With just one glance, he understood the identity of the other party.

mountain god?

A powerful god who rules the entire mountain range?

The opponent is the mountain god of Qingniu Mountain.

He saved me?
(End of this chapter)