Fox demon: Carry my piano music with me forever

Fu Changsheng just sat there quietly meditating, listening to their discussion without saying a word.

"Brother Fu, do you need me to help you set your bones?" Jiang Shaotian stepped forward and patted Fu Changsheng on the shoulder.

It can be said that Jiang Shaotian’s life today was saved by Fu Changsheng, so Jiang Shaotian truly regards this guy as a friend in his heart at this moment.

"You also know this?" Fu Changsheng raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"It's always good to have many skills. I know a lot, okay?"

"Okay, then, help me take a look."

"Hey, what are you doing?"

"Take off your clothes. Didn't you say you wanted me to see? Come on, let me see."

"How about it?"

"You're well developed... No, ahem, what I mean is, I'm going to use more force, please bear with it."

"Heh!"

"Ahhh, be gentle!"

"..."

Not long after, almost all the people on the other side were attracted by the strange sound and looked over with puzzled expressions.

"What's going on?"

When everyone looked up, they saw Jiang Shaotian riding on Fu Changsheng, grabbing Fu Changsheng's hand and touching it. The latter had his clothes taken off and he kept saying things like "slow down" or "gentle".

Jiang Shaotian kept touching and pushing, repeating, "I'm going to use more force, just bear with it, it will be quick."

Everyone: Huh?

Chapter 57: Night falls, murderous intent emerges

"By the way, how did you know to call Taihao?" After setting Fu Changsheng's bones, Jiang Shaotian looked at him curiously.

"In the funeral ceremony, a person will be needed to hold the deceased's clothes and shout the deceased's name towards the north of the underworld. This is called summoning the soul." Fu Changsheng waved his hand lightly.

"Taihao, that's his name."

Having said that, Fu Changsheng couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief. In fact, he was a little scared in his heart. After all, in his impression, the soul-calling procedure was carried out before the coffin was lifted. It seemed that it was caused by the confusion of time and space again.

The person next to him heard this and nodded thoughtfully.

"In that case, as long as we follow their rules and complete the funeral, we should be able to leave." Qi Tian touched his chin and said in a deep voice.

"Well, as long as you don't disobey them, they probably won't hurt anyone."

Hearing this, Fu Changsheng remained silent and turned his head to look at the setting sun.

It's possible that nothing will go wrong if you don't disobey.

If it were really that simple, it would be impossible that no one had walked out for such a long time, and there would always be a few people who knew about funeral rituals.

However, without exception, they all died in this village.

Fu Changsheng touched the arm that was almost torn off today, and felt a heavy heart.

Not disobeying the rules requires knowing the rules. At that time, no one ever reminded Fu Changsheng that he could not talk while the funeral procession was moving forward.

Fu Changsheng raised his head and glanced inside the temple again.

After entering the temple, they rested outside. As for the mourners, they never came out after entering the offering hall and did not make any noise.

Fu Changsheng then lowered his footsteps, quietly approached the outside of the altar and took a look inside.

There was no jade Buddha or statue of gods in the hall. At this moment, there was only a pitch-black coffin lying there quietly.

I saw dozens of mourners kneeling respectfully in front of the coffin, kowtowing their heads continuously and muttering something.

They knelt in an orderly manner, and everyone had a pious look on their face.

Fu Changsheng stood quietly outside. After watching for a long time, he gently bent down and bowed towards the coffin.

"Brother Fu, what are you doing?" Jiang Shaotian saw this scene from a distance, walked over and asked curiously.

"Worship the ancestors." Fu Changsheng said calmly.

Hearing this, Jiang Shaotian was a little puzzled. Although he was also a human, in his time, people had never heard of the name Taihao Fuxi.

But he did not ask any more questions and turned to observe the mourners kneeling in an orderly manner inside.

"What are the next steps?" Jiang Shaotian suddenly asked after a long time.

Fu Changsheng thought for a moment and replied, "After the funeral, tomorrow should be the day for the funeral. Once the funeral is over, the funeral will be complete."

Hearing this, Jiang Shaotian immediately raised his eyebrows and a look of relief appeared on his face.

"So, as long as nothing goes wrong tomorrow, we can get out safely?"

Fu Changsheng did not respond to this.

Fu Changsheng looked at the mourners kneeling in the altar with a frown on his face.

"It's not right." Fu Changsheng shook his head secretly in his heart.

According to the funeral process, there should be another mourning ceremony before burial, which is called the evening cry.

But those kneeling mourners were as quiet as vegetables. They just kowtowed and didn't show any intention of crying.

There is no reason to miss the evening cry at a funeral of this scale.

"Haha~~~Brother Fu, I'm going to sleep first. I should get up early tomorrow morning, so you should also go to bed early." Jiang Shaotian yawned long and turned around to go to bed.

At this moment, the last rays of sunset disappeared from the horizon.

it's dark.

There was no transition, it was like switching directly from seven in the evening to one in the morning.

The moment the sun set, the bright moon was already hanging high in the sky. As night fell, everyone's vision instantly darkened.

"ah------!"

The next moment, a scream suddenly came from behind Fu Changsheng and the other man.

"Huh?!" Jiang Shaotian turned around instantly.

On the other side, there was a sudden commotion among a group of people who were resting. Screams were heard one after another, and the group who were originally resting quietly suddenly became a mess.

Night had just fallen, and the group of people who had just gathered together to rest and chat suddenly scattered like a group of frightened birds.

"What's going on?!" Jiang Shaotian's expression suddenly became very solemn.

"Brother Fu, let's go over and take a look..."

However, just as Jiang Shaotian was about to call Fu Changsheng over to check out the situation, Fu Changsheng suddenly raised his hand to interrupt him.

At this moment, Fu Changsheng frowned and looked at the mourners in the hall with a serious look.

Jiang Shaotian followed Fu Changsheng's gaze.

I don't know when it started, but all the mourners in the hall stopped kneeling in front of the coffin, but stood up instantly and walked towards the two people who were carrying Changsheng outside the hall.

Looking closely, the faces of the mourners were extremely pale, in stark contrast to their rosy and lively appearance during the day.

The aura of death surrounded them. Under the dark moonlit night, the pupils of those mourners looked like cat demons, with little sparkles of light.

Densely packed pupils looked at Fu Changsheng and Jiang Shaotian from the dark court, as if they were the gaze of a demon from the abyss.

"This?" In an instant, Jiang Shaotian suddenly felt a tingling sensation on his scalp, and all the hairs on his body stood up at this moment.

"Back off." After a moment, Fu Changsheng, with a gloomy face, crossed his arms and led Jiang Shaotian back.

Then, the mourners in the house moved.

Fu Changsheng and the other two took a step back, and they took a step forward.

Seeing this, Fu Changsheng's heart sank suddenly.

"go!"

Without any hesitation, Fu Changsheng grabbed Jiang Shaotian's shoulders and quickly retreated.

It was too weird. After just a moment of staring into the eyes of those mourners, Fu Changsheng felt as if he was staring into the abyss.

The two of them quickly retreated outside the temple and wanted to find the team. There was a scream here just now, and something must have happened.

The two immediately followed the route they remembered and found the big tree where the team had rested.

However, when Fu Changsheng and Jiang Shaotian ran out, their figures suddenly stopped.

The team had long disappeared, leaving behind only a white silk hanging from the branches of a big tree.

There is a person hanging on the white silk!

"Qitian?!" Jiang Shaotian's pupils suddenly shrank, and he looked at the man hanged on the white silk with some disbelief.

Qi Tian stuck out his tongue, his eyes rolled back, and his eyeballs bulged out to an exaggerated degree, looking extremely terrifying!

"He's dead." Fu Changsheng shook his head.

Jiang Shaotian felt a little dazed. The person who had just spoken to him an incense stick ago suddenly died in front of him in such a horrible way.

The next moment, two white silk ribbons suddenly fell from the sky!

Chapter 58 Temple Escape

Two white silk ribbons suddenly fell from the sky and hung upside down in front of Fu Changsheng and Jiang Shaotian. They were instantly startled.

However, even though they were extremely panicked, Fu Changsheng and Jiang Shaotian were like possessed, and their bodies suddenly moved forward uncontrollably.

Fu Changsheng suddenly felt dizzy, and he realized clearly that if he stuck his head over, he would definitely die!

But Fu Changsheng involuntarily moved forward and tried to put his head into the white silk!

"Zheng!"

In a trance, the sound of a piano suddenly rang out from the void.