A group of us walked on the shore, and the water of the Sichuan River flowed past, as if it were eternal.
Although everyone relaxed, they were really tired from fighting with the zombies, so they didn't say much.
Li Miao carefully carried the female corpse.
After walking for a while, he turned his head and looked at the mountains on the left side of the river bank and said.
"Everyone, I am going to carry my senior's body for burial not far from my master. You should go back first. Wait for me at my house and explain to everyone when I come back. Heizi can come with me."
Lao Cao frowned slightly.
"Brother Li, don't you need our help? Xiao Wu's ability to read Feng Shui and my ability to dig burial pits are both good at it."
Li Miao quickly thanked him.
"Thank you for your kindness, Brother Cao. It's just that the tomb where this senior is buried was chosen by my master before he was alive. In fact, everything is ready. There is no need to trouble you."
When Li Miao said this, it must be a private matter involving the previous generation of their corpse-hunting lineage.
Now that the problem of the zombies has been solved and it's almost dawn, there should be no more danger.
So I nodded.
"Okay, then you, Brother Li, go ahead. Let's go back to the cabin by the river and wait for you."
After saying that, I watched him carrying the female body on his back, walking step by step towards the mountain...
And we walked back against the river.
After walking for a while, I heard a message from Xiao Yuan’s thoughts.
"Damn fat bird, you'd better follow him secretly. Brother Li probably wants to say something in front of his master's grave, but he doesn't want others to see him crying. Just keep an eye on him from a distance, but don't To eavesdrop on people’s privacy.”
"Oh, I know, I know. Is that that kind of bird? What a verbose person!"
Madoka cooed and flew into the sky. An almost 90-degree right-angle turn, heading in the direction of Li Miao...
Lao Cao smiled and said nothing. Zhou Yinpo next to me looked at me and sighed.
"It is said that heroes come from youth since ancient times. The ancients have not deceived me. This Brother Wu is young, not only has a high level of cultivation, but also a thoughtful mind. Brother Li has a stronger personality and does not want us to follow him. In this way, Brother Wu has taken care of him The mood ensures that there will be no more accidents.”
As she said that, she turned to look at Lao Cao.
"Brother Cao, I haven't seen you for a long time, but you are still so strong and healthy. Old lady, I am getting old. This little brother Wu seems to be your old friend. Is he a disciple of some famous sect who traveled in the mountains?"
I:"……"
Uh, here we go again!
Why do you think I am a disciple of the great sect whenever you meet a stranger?
To be honest, I haven’t even met the disciples of Nao Shizi’s great sect yet!
Lao Cao looked at Zhou Yinpo and said.
"It's been a long time indeed, Mrs. Zhou. I heard that you have been retired for many years? I didn't expect that Brother Li could invite you out. As for Xiao Wu, he is indeed the apprentice of an expert of mine, but he is not Not a disciple of a major sect.”
oh?
Zhou Yinpo was startled and looked at me again, her expression a bit incredulous.
"Same as us? Is it a folk dharma lineage? A miscellaneous sect of casual cultivators? It doesn't look like the methods used in a dharma fight."
Lao Cao laughed.
"Old Mrs. Zhou, please stop asking, haven't you quit the world now?"
The old lady laughed hoarsely.
"It's true, but seeing that today's young people are so powerful, I really got curious. People in the Dharma-ending era have such abilities. If they could have been born hundreds of years or thousands of years earlier, what would it be like?"
Well……
To be honest, I would rather live in modern times than have more spiritual energy and an environment more suitable for practice!
After all, there was nothing in ancient times and it was so boring.
Although I am a practitioner, I am also a modern young man!
Especially after going to the city and seeing the bustling scene of modern society, who would want to go back to ancient times?
Lao Cao and Mrs. Zhou were walking and chatting, sort of reminiscing about old times, and I was listening.
He probably knew her identity.
It turns out that the old lady this week is a well-known vaginal receptionist in a prefecture-level city bordering Sichuan East and Fubei County. It is said that pregnant women have the ability to connect the pregnant corpse to the vagina, which is very clever!
She and Lao Cao also knew each other and had met a few times, but they were not particularly familiar with each other.
More than ten years ago, she had passed on the Dharma lineage to her grandson, and she was semi-retired.
Only when she encounters a particularly difficult situation or is invited by an old friend, she will take action personally!
Mrs. Zhou has a good relationship with Li Miao's master, Li Shan, so this time she accepted Li Miao's request to help the female corpse to connect the evil spirit, which is considered a risk.
At this point, she sighed.
"That Shisha... is actually a poor person. She and Li Shan have a bad relationship. But I can't tell you the specifics first. I will tell you when Li Miao comes back."
After walking slowly along the Chuanjiang River for an hour, we returned to Li Miao's cabin by the woods.
After entering, we found something to eat and then rested separately.
I sat cross-legged and meditated for about half an hour, and Madoka's voice rang in my mind.
"Wu Xiaozi, it's over with Xiao Lizi. He and the little stupid dog came back down the mountain, but they probably have to go for a long time. I flew back first."
"Okay, I'll reward you with a fish!"
I answered with a smile.
When the white fish belly appeared in the east and the sun rose, Li Miao finally walked into the small courtyard with Heizi.
He looked a little tired, but his expression was very relaxed, and even his steps were brisk. Perhaps it was because years of knots in my heart were untied, and a big stone in my heart finally fell to the ground.
Although Heizi, who was following him, had a blood mark on his back that had not yet scabbed, he was wagging his tail because his master was happy.
I ended my meditation and went up to him.
"Brother Li, are you back? Do you want to rest for a while and get some sleep?"
Li Miao shook his head.
"No need, Brother Wu. I'm troublesome to you and Brother Cao this time. I owe you a huge favor. I also want to make this matter clear to you."
He paused.
"Originally, this is related to an old story of my master that is not very good. It is said to be taboo for the elders. Except for people like Zhou Yinpo who already know about it, I don't plan to tell anyone else. But Now that the matter has come to this, I definitely need to give you and Lao Cao an explanation..."
So, Li Miao told us the story of the evil relationship between this female corpse and his master.
Li Miao's master is named Li Shan.
When he was 27 or 28 years old, he picked up Li Miao, who was still a baby, by the Sichuan River. Adopt him as a son or a disciple.
This is not surprising. In the old society, most businesses that relied on the underworld - such as coffin bearers and corpse diggers - were very common.
After Li Shan adopted Li Miao, he took care of him as he grew up.
Li Miao has been well-behaved and sensible since she was a child, and is very popular with her master.
When he was six or seven years old, Li Miao discovered that there was a young girl who always liked to run to her cabin.
This girl's name is Jia Fang, the daughter of a grain and oil store owner in the town.
Young and beautiful, with a very lively and cheerful personality. She often comes to the river to wash clothes, and also comes to visit Li Shan at home...
