Fu Molan, lying flat in the red coffin, looked in pain, but showed no sign of waking up.
After the third uncle came forward to investigate, he said with half joy and half sorrow:
"Liu Yatou has regained her life, but her soul has been separated from the body for too long. She may not be able to recover even for three to five years. If she cannot find a panacea to heal her soul, there will still be hidden dangers. Then she From now on, I’m afraid it will stop at Jin Dan.”
While talking.
The figures of the third uncle and the brother-in-law had already flickered.
Fu Shiyi said quickly:
"Third uncle, I will find a way to treat Sixth Sister's injury. You go back to the temple first."
Sanbo's mouth opened slightly.
He originally wanted to ask Fu Shiyi to quickly decide on the blessings at Taiyi Temple in Songjia Village, but he disappeared before he could say anything.
Right now.
The Ten Thousand Foot Immortal Candle in the northwest corner of the coffin trembled slightly.
Misty green light flashes.
Dots of milky-white stars spilled out from the treasure, and then sank into Fu Molan's body bit by bit. A closer look revealed that Fu Molan had already gained some control over his body at some point, and pinched a strange mark on his right hand, which was obviously on his body. The practice uses the Wanzuxian Candle to heal injuries.
As more and more milky white stars sank into her body.
Fu Molan's originally struggling expression softened a lot, and a little blood appeared on his face.
"As expected of Sixth Sister!"
Fu Shiyi laughed.
Ever since the sixth sister entered the world of immortality, she has been self-reliant and has almost never asked for anything from her elders or peers.
perhaps.
At the moment when the teleportation array in Baizhou City was destroyed, Sixth Sister immediately entrusted her soul to the treasure of the Ten Thousand Foot Immortal Candle. If they did not come to rescue this time, Sixth Sister would definitely have a way to regain control of her body and escape. The master of Tianwang Temple.
"Sixth Sister, let's go back to Songjia Village."
In the upper reaches of Liuhuai River.
A wooden boat came quickly the moment Fu Shiyi appeared.
Wait for someone to get closer.
It was Song Chun who Fu Shiyi had ordered to wait here in advance.
In this place where spiritual energy is scarce.
Fu Shiyi didn't want to waste a drop of his true energy.
After the ship docked.
When Song Chun saw Fu Shiyi carrying a red coffin, his face panicked, but then he remembered his mother's warning, and immediately lowered his head and looked at his nose and heart: "Master Immortal, would you like me to go back and find someone to come over with you?" The coffin was carried on board the ship.”
"Need not."
Fu Shiyi waved his right hand.
The red coffin immediately floated up, and then landed steadily on the wooden boat. Fu Shiyi also tiptoed, jumped lightly, and landed on the boat.
Song Chun was stunned for a moment, then quickly turned around. After getting on the boat, he saw Fu Shiyi closing his eyes and concentrating, so he rowed silently and silently. The boat rowed very smoothly, and he became more sensitive when encountering the tight spots in the river. He avoided it and rowed smoothly to the other side.
Tie the plank boat to the dock.
Song Chun immediately brought over the carriage that was placed in the Zangling bush by the river. The carriage was very spacious and luxurious. It was originally the carriage and horses of the Princess of Shanshui County. After the carriage stopped, Song Chun was thinking about whether to wake him up. Fu Shiyi meditating with his eyes closed.
Never thought about it.
The red coffin in the plank boat moved automatically without wind again.
Floating lightly into the carriage carriage.
Fu Shiyi also entered the car in a flash, and the curtain fell.
Song Chun immediately came to his senses and stepped forward to drive the bay red horse quickly towards Songjia Village.
While driving.
Song Chun unconsciously looked back at the carriage.
This bay-red horse was a wild horse captured from Moliu Grassland. He was taught by the original driver for more than half a month, but he was still a little out of control. However, at this time, this unruly wild horse was as docile as a little horse. Like a donkey.
The carriage enters the village.
The villagers who came to offer incense stopped talking immediately when they saw the red date horse. They gave way to both sides and worshiped the red date horse devoutly. The Princess of Shanshui County has announced that the red date horse will be the exclusive carriage of the Immortal Master from now on.
The carriage entered the backyard of Taiyi Temple in the village smoothly.
........
After the carriage stopped.
Song Chuntang was summoned by Song Hao to the first living room of the temple.
at this time.
The princess of Shanshui County sat at the head of the hall.
The old village head of Songjia Village and the other officials from Shanshui County sat on the left and right Taishi chairs.
The whole atmosphere was solemn.
Song Chun thought of the bloody light of Luohun City and the magma rising into the sky that he saw from a distance in the Liuhuai River. He recalled what the Immortal Master told him in the carriage, and he immediately admired the Immortal Master for his ability to predict things. .
The Princess of Shanshui County above coughed slightly.
Staring at Song Chun with burning eyes.
A little worried and a little nervous, he said:
"Brother Chun, when you saw Master Immortal, was he injured?"
Song Chun lowered his head.
But the answer is not what was asked.
He followed what his grandmother, Mrs. Mu, taught him before entering the door, and said word by word:
"The princess, the village chief, and the Immortal Master explained a small matter on the carriage. The Immortal Master said that she asked you to gather the villagers. Three days later, she has an important announcement. The Immortal Master only said After talking so much to the little one, the other little ones don’t know anything anymore.”
Finished.
Song Chun cupped his hands and retreated.
A group of staring officials were left behind.
Everyone opened their mouths and wanted to say something, but they subconsciously looked back at the temple backyard. In the end, they didn't say anything, but there was a look of worry on their faces.
After Song Chun came out of the temple.
I ignored anyone who asked me, and trotted back to my small fenced courtyard.
Along the way.
The construction site was originally under construction, but the busy construction site was silent. After the temple was completed, Shanshui County and officials from various places began to gather people to build the second Luohun City with Songjia Village as the center. The original non-stop fortifications were carried out day and night. After hearing the scary news, all the workers stopped preparations.
Everyone looked at the temple with fear in addition to awe.
Song Chun vaguely guessed something.
While standing in front of my house.
At this time, white lanterns and white sails have been hung high in the small courtyard.
There was a coffin originally intended for my grandmother to be given to my grandmother for a hundred years. There was a set of brand-new clothes of my second uncle placed in the coffin. The whole family was kneeling in the mourning hall. The second aunt and Song Xiang each carried a twin on their backs. Both of them had become hoarse from crying. They were burning paper money while shedding tears numbly.
On his way back.
I have seen several families holding funerals.
Thinking of his second uncle's voice and smile, Song Chun also realized at this moment that his second uncle would never come back. He knelt down in the mourning hall with a bang and called out "second uncle" in grief. Then his eyes turned red and sore, and he couldn't stop crying. Then it fell down.
at this time.
Footsteps sounded outside the mourning hall.
But it was Mrs. Mu who had a white paper flower pinned to her temple.
Mrs. Mu walked to the mourning hall and stood there. Song Furen's wife, Lan, wailed and immediately burst into tears:
"Mom, the child's father is gone like this, how will we survive in the future!"
