Fox demon: Carry my piano music with me forever

“No…don’t.”

"grass!"

The other people in the team were obviously frightened when they saw Li Changjian's miserable condition. Most of them were so scared when they saw the undertaker walking towards them that they ran away subconsciously.

"Go away!"

Some people choose to resist, trying their best to break free from the other party.

call--

A breeze blew, and pieces of paper money suddenly fell from the sky, like petals dancing in the wind.

Without exception, the paper money fell on the shoulders of those who chose to resist and escape.

thump!

Behind him, one corpse after another fell to the ground, their eyes turned white.

Several more died in the blink of an eye!

"This?!" Jiang Shaotian clenched his fists tightly, and bloodshot gradually appeared in his eye sockets.

No wonder so many people who came in before couldn’t get out. Now he knew what happened to those people.

"Brother Fu, this is walking with the god of death." Jiang Shaotian lowered his voice and looked solemn.

In their eyes, the entire funeral procession was nothing more than the walking Black and White Impermanence, the devil who demands death!

"You have seen the consequences of refusing to walk with the god of death." In a trance, Fu Changsheng beside him said in a low voice with pursed lips without turning his head.

Many people at the back of the team noticed the figures of Fu Changsheng and Jiang Shaotian, who were also temporary leaders.

After seeing the two of them walk into the funeral procession safely, the people behind them followed suit and chose to follow the funeral procession silently.

As for those who had already died, their bodies were dragged by the mourners and followed behind the funeral procession.

Among them was Li Changjian, who had just had his hand crushed off and died in an unclear manner. His eyes rolled back as he was dragged along.

【The first time I saw you was on fire. The first time I saw you was on fire.】

This scene made those who had never had blood on their hands shudder with fear. Their stomachs churned and they almost vomited. In the end, they forced themselves to hold it in and followed behind with pale faces.

Among them are powerful men who can cover the sky with one hand, overlords who dominate a region, and some are direct disciples of the supreme sects.

But at this moment, they were obviously frightened.

Because here, no matter you are a god or a demon, if you are not careful you will die on the roadside like an ant, or even be mutilated!

Chapter 56 Let me be healthy

A group of people followed the funeral procession, not daring to breathe.

"Brother Fu, do you have any idea?" In the team, Jiang Shaotian looked at Fu Changsheng with a serious look.

There was no turning back for them now. If they ran, they would definitely die.

But if I don't run, I will die soon if I stay around a group of death.

"It seems that we have to complete this funeral first." Fu Changsheng frowned, his eyes fixed on the coffin in front of the team.

This king's majesty was so heavy that even though Fu Changsheng knew that the person lying in the coffin was dead, he still didn't dare to act rashly in front of him.

"Do you know what to do?" Jiang Shaotian asked tentatively.

He had no knowledge of funeral procedures and etiquette.

"I know a little, but not much." Fu Changsheng replied indifferently.

When he was in his hometown, he once attended the funeral of an elder. The whole process was very complicated and the funeral lasted for a long time.

But the problem is, this funeral should not have happened.

When the Human Emperor was alive, there was no such thing as funerals among humans. When a person was about to die, they would find a quiet and secluded place to die alone, just like some animals.

It's just that the time and space are disordered in this place that such a funeral happened.

Undertaker comes from different eras, and their clothing is different. The funeral rituals in different eras may have some differences.

"How long will this funeral last?" Jiang Shaotian frowned.

Seven or eight people died just after the encounter. If this goes on for a long time, they will definitely be wiped out!

"It shouldn't be long."

According to my memory, most of the complicated procedures were carried out before the coffin was carried.

Just as the two were talking, an old woman next to Fu Changsheng suddenly reached out and pulled Fu Changsheng's arm, acting angry.

"Don't talk, the ancestor will be angry!" The old woman glared at Fu Changsheng threateningly.

"I'm sorry, grandma." Fu Changsheng nodded slightly apologetically and then stopped talking.

The old woman then let go of Fu Changsheng and continued walking forward with her head down.

But if you look closely, you will find that at this moment, a trace of cold sweat suddenly seeps out of Fu Changsheng's forehead, and his lips suddenly turn pale.

Gradually, Fu Changsheng touched his shoulder with a pale face.

His arm is dislocated!

Seeing this scene, Jiang Shaotian, who was standing next to him, was also startled and he shut his mouth tactfully.

After walking for a while, a shirtless man suddenly walked back to the front of the team.

"It's time to call back the soul of our ancestor." His voice was a little lame.

As he spoke, the man glanced around and finally set his eyes on Jiang Shaotian.

"Just you."

He pointed at Jiang Shaotian, and then the man turned and left.

"!" Jiang Shaotian's pupils suddenly shrank and he looked at the man's back in disbelief.

"I?!"

It was just like the King of Hell calling his name! Jiang Shaotian couldn't help but curse inwardly, "bad luck."

"Go quickly." A woman in white mourning clothes glared at Jiang Shaotian from behind.

Jiang Shaotian looked at Fu Changsheng with difficulty, but Fu Changsheng didn't even raise his head or look at him.

Finally, at the urging of the people behind him, Jiang Shaotian gritted his teeth and walked forward, catching up with the shirtless man.

He was a little nervous, his brain was spinning rapidly, and he kept thinking about what he should do next.

When he turned around just now, Fu Changsheng secretly held his hand and gently wrote two words on the palm of his hand.

But because the speed was too fast, Jiang Shaotian kept recalling the strokes left by Fu Changsheng's fingers in his mind.

Not long after, Jiang Shaotian was led to the front of the team.

The man turned around and handed a piece of cloth to Jiang Shaotian.

Jiang Shaotian took the cloth robe, his whole body stiffened, and cold sweat had wet his back since he had no idea when.

Almost all the mourners around him turned their eyes to Jiang Shaotian at this moment, and their meaning was very clear:

Hurry up, don't waste time.

Jiang Shaotian felt a little dazed, and was still trying hard to recall the two words that Fu Changsheng had left for him.

"Shout?" The man frowned and looked at Jiang Shaotian.

call--

The next moment, a breeze blew, and a dazzling white paper money suddenly fell from the sky.

At that moment, Jiang Shaotian's heart trembled, and an extremely strong sense of crisis of death suddenly surged into his heart!

That piece of paper money is for me!

The next moment, just before the paper money was about to fall on Jiang Shaotian's shoulder, Jiang Shaotian suddenly opened his mouth and shouted towards the north:

“Taihao————!!!!”

Jiang Shaotian's voice was drawn out and loud, his face showed a desperate look, and several blue veins appeared on his neck and face.

The moment Jiang Shaotian called out the name, the piece of paper money that was about to fall on Jiang Shaotian's shoulder disappeared silently, just as it appeared silently.

At the back of the team, Fu Changsheng, who had been worried, finally breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Jiang Shaotian loudly shout out the name he had written on his palm.

After Jiang Shaotian shouted this, he found that the paper money had disappeared, and everyone around him nodded with satisfaction.

At that moment, Jiang Shaotian suddenly felt relieved, and his back was already wet.

Jiang Shaotian let out a long sigh, and the shirtless man next to him looked at him again.

"continue."

“Taihao——!”

The funeral procession continued to move forward. Jiang Shaotian walked in front of the procession, holding the cloth, pinching his waist, and loudly calling out the name "Taihao" towards the dark north.

Fu Changsheng didn't remember how long they walked, he only remembered that they walked until dusk before reaching their destination.

It looked like a temple, but there were no statues of gods or Buddhas, and the hall was completely empty.

The group finally got a moment to rest and immediately gathered together.

Most people looked at Jiang Shaotian, because he was the one making the most noise today.

"It's not what I wanted to shout." Jiang Shaotian muttered somewhat resentfully.

"This...what is going on? Can we...go back?" A girl in the team suddenly started to get scared.

She was brought in by her senior sister, but she really couldn't be as brave as her senior sister, especially after she saw with her own eyes that the acquaintance who had been talking to her for the past two days died on the spot as soon as he entered the village today.

"We definitely can't go back." A man named Qi Tian in the team leaned against a pillar with his hands folded and sighed.

After hearing this, everyone chose to remain silent and all agreed with this conjecture.

After all, if they could just run away, it is impossible that no one had left since so many people had come in before. No one would want to stay in such a hellhole any longer.

"In fact, there is no need to be particularly pessimistic. At least for now, as long as you don't disobey the people in this village, you won't be harmed." The senior sister reached out and touched the junior sister's hair and whispered to comfort her.