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    Fake Funeral: Volume 3
    Fake Funeral: Volume 3
    Fake Funeral: Volume 3
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    Fake Funeral: Volume 3

    By Xi XiFuSi

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    We have a very secret ritual around here. It's called a fake burial.Fake burial, as the name implies, was a fake funeral.The old man at home was ill and wanted to find the patient's old clothes and make a dummy of him. It's called Regeneration.After the "Regeneration" was done, the old man's next of kin would carry it on his back and bury it on the mountain. This process was called burial sickness.That day, it was my turn to carry the "Regeneration". As a result, something strange happened.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherFunstory
    Release dateOct 11, 2019
    ISBN9781646775828
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      Fake Funeral - Xi XiFuSi

      DIRECTION

      CHAPTER 201 - SNOWMAN

      I fled into the wild. There was only a small winding road in the countryside, and along the road were large fields of wheat. I could see everything, not even a place to hide.

      The more I ran, the angrier I got. When I was at Ma Changgui's house, in order to save her son, I almost lost my life. How did she repay me in the end? To trade my life for her son's? I feel like this woman has gone crazy.

      I want to stop. She has a fruit knife, I have a dagger. I may not be afraid of her anymore.

      However, just as I was thinking about this, I saw a group of people appear in the farmlands in front of us. I was suddenly overjoyed. This was great! Every living person would have their own vitality. With groups of living people here, Zhai Mai would definitely not dare to have any ideas about me.

      So I changed direction and ran towards that direction.

      When I was halfway there, I suddenly felt a little strange. Today was only New Year's Eve, and it was snowing heavily. Why were there so many people in the suburbs? What was even weirder was that these people just stood there in the wheat field without moving an inch.

      Are they people or something? I wondered.

      Unfortunately, I ran too fast and was too close to them. And I didn't have time to change directions. He finally managed to pull away from Zhai Mai. If he continued to struggle, Zhai Mai would catch up to him again.

      I'm not afraid of her, but I don't want to fight her.

      In that moment of hesitation, I had reached the back of the group. This time I saw clearly that they were all snowmen.

      I cursed under my breath. That lunatic didn't sleep in the middle of the night and was making snowmen in this damn place?

      My cell phone was still open and I threw it at a snowman. I ran in the other direction.

      I lay on the ground on my hands and knees and covered myself with snow.

      I have just disguised myself, and Zhai Mai is already here. She didn't see me, but followed the light of her cell phone to the snowman.

      She bowed to the snowman and said in a tearful voice, I don't want your blood anymore. Can you give me back the lantern? Our family can't live without lanterns. I have to use it somewhere else to light a lamp.

      Zhai Mai's words are sincere, but I am not moved. Because I knew very well that just based on her performance just now, when I returned the lantern to her, she would immediately change her expression. Even if she didn't change her expression, could I just let her take the lantern and kill someone else?

      I lay in the snow, holding my breath, not moving.

      Zhai Mai was mumbling to the snowman for a while, when she suddenly became enraged and shouted: Are you going to help me or not?

      The snowman was ignorant, so of course he wouldn't answer. Zhai Mai slashed at the snowman's neck with her fruit knife. I heard a muffled thud, and the snowman's head fell off.

      I thought, This sound is a little real.

      At this time, the light from the flashlight happened to shine onto the snowman's head, I could see it clearly, it was Ma Changgui. The snow fell from his head, revealing the dark blue face beneath it.

      I saw it and was frightened: what was going on? Why is Ma Changgui here? Someone even dragged him into the snowman? Where did I come from?

      Zhai Mai looked at the snowman's neck and muttered, Why is there no blood?

      She kicked the head on the ground again, shook her head, sighed, and said, So it's a dead man.

      I feel that after Zhai Mai became a ghost, she became a lot bolder.

      Zhai Mai picked up her phone, and with the help of the light from the flashlight, he checked on the second snowman. She looked it up and down a few times, but couldn't make out anything. Thus, she swung out her blade again, and her head fell off once more.

      I looked closely and saw that it was also a dead man. I've seen him at Ma Changgui's house before.

      I had a faint premonition that someone had moved all of Ma Changgui's family's corpses here, and piled them one by one inside the snowman.

      Zhai Mai kicked the head in disappointment, then walked to another snowman. Before cutting off the snowman's neck, Zhai Mai took a look with her flashlight.

      I suddenly realised that this snowman looked exactly like the Mr. Zhao. Then my heart skipped a beat: Could this be the Mr. Zhao?

      According to the snowman's rules, each snowman had a body inside, and then the body was covered with snow according to its facial features and body shape. So the snowman and the real person had certain similarities.

      I looked at the snowman and thought: Did the Mr. Zhao volunteer to join this game, or was he captured? Could it be that Mr. Zhao was already dead?

      At this time, Zhai Mai had already raised her blade high up in the air. Seeing this, I became extremely nervous and muttered in my heart, Resist, Mr. Zhao, resist!

      But the snowman did not move, and still had that mean smile on his face.

      Zhai Mai's fruit knife flashed with a cold light, and struck towards the snowman's head. Just as the blade was less than a centimeter away from the snowman's neck, the Zhai Mai was stopped.

      The one who stopped her was not Mr. Zhao, but Zhai Fu.

      I then realized unexpectedly that the Zhai Fu had also come to this damned place. I couldn't help but sigh. The local police are so inefficient. Such a big case. I called the police yesterday, and they haven't arrived yet. The murderer could still get away with it and continue to commit crimes.

      Zhai Fu snatched the fruit knife from Zhai Mai's hand and threw it into the snow.

      He looked at Zhai Mai somewhat angrily, What are you doing?

      Zhai Mai said, I'm thinking of a way to save our son.

      The Zhai Fu said unhappily: Does our son still need you to save him? He is an immortal descended from the heavens with an indestructible body.

      Zhai Mai's reply was a bit off, There's still one more Fate Lantern left. Once we light it up, our Fusheng will be back.

      When I heard this, I couldn't help but feel a sense of fear. So this thing was actually an Intrinsic Lamp. A person only has three life lamps, but one is missing. A human is not a human, and a ghost is not a ghost. Two less, three like a man, seven like a ghost. If he lost three, there would be no hope for him. He could only be a ghost.

      Fortunately, I didn't help Zhai Mai. If she lit a lantern, she would send out her own Fate Lantern. Only a fool would do such a thing.

      The Zhai Fu sighed, and said: This Fate Lantern, it's fine to light it up, but not to light it up. His soul had already dispersed. What was the point of lighting a lamp? Even if you light three hundred lamps. You won't be able to survive without your Intrinsic Lights.

      When Zhai Mai heard this, her body shook and she fell into the snow.

      She cried for a while and asked the Zhai Fu, Is there really no way? Don't you know a lot about ghosts and gods? Think of a way for me.

      Zhai Fu was silent for a long time, then he said to Zhai Mai, Actually, Fusheng is not dead. His soul is still here.

      Zhai Mai was stunned and said, But didn't you just say …

      Zhai Fu patted her shoulder and pulled her up from the snow. He said in a tempting tone, Fusheng's body has two souls. These two souls were killed by Lei Pao. My soul is gone and I have disappeared.

      Zhai Mai's hopeful face instantly fell, Then … So what?"

      Zhai Fu said: But these people all had alisma fructus s planted on them before. Although they were already dead, the alisma fructus s were still lying on the corpses. And every single alisma fructus actually had a little bit of a soul that guided them. Otherwise, how would he control these villagers?

      Zhai Mai doubtfully asked: There's a soul, then what?

      Zhai Fu pointed at the snow that covered the sky and said, The snow here, every snowflake has the powder of alisma fructus. Snowflakes fell on their bodies, and as time passed, they would be sowed with alisma fructus. All those who had planted alisma fructus would have their souls become nutrients, nourishing the remnant souls within the alisma fructus, allowing it to fuse with and grow. As long as three days pass, our Fusheng will have a new soul, a complete soul. If that happened, wouldn't he be able to live? He doesn't need your Fate Lantern at all.

      Zhai Mai stood there in a daze, as if she had not even realized what had happened. She asked the Zhai Fu: alisma fructus? Is there a soul inside?

      Zhai Fu nodded: I do.

      The Zhai Mai said, That soul, is it from our rich family? Or your guide child?

      The Zhai Fu laughed, So what if you are rich? So what if they were from the guide child? Our son, anyway.

      Zhai Mai wanted to argue, but she waved her hand and rudely interrupted him.

      It could be seen that Zhai Fu's words made sense at home. Even if Zhai Mai experienced the pain of losing his son, he would still obey Zhai Fu's decision.

      The Zhai Fu took two steps to the side, and I saw a small cart there. He must have pushed the cart.

      I'm a little curious, why isn't Zhai Fu driving their Volkswagen anymore?

      Zhai Fu flipped over the carriage and struggled to pull down a person. This person wasn't very tall, but he was incredibly fat. He was wrapped in a white cloth and I couldn't see his face.

      Zhai Fu dragged his people to the middle of the snowman and placed him on the ground. Then he took off the white cloth, and sure enough, there was plenty of life inside.

      When the Zhai Mai saw Fu Sheng, her tears started streaming down his face. She stretched out her hand, wanting to touch Fu Cheng's face, but was blocked by Zhai Fu.

      He examined Fu Sheng's body once more before sighing, What a pity, all of his internal organs were destroyed by the lightning. I can't use it anymore."

      He shook his head and took another body from the cart. The body lay side by side with Hock Seng.

      Zhai Fu lifted the white cloth from the corpse. I found that it was guide child's corpse, the Unbreakable Celestial Body.

      Zhai Fu examined the immortal corpse again before sighing with emotion, My heart was burnt out. Unfortunately, it can't be used.

      Zhai Mai said, We can't use this and we can't use that. What do we do then?

      Zhai Fu smiled: Don't worry, I have a way.

      Then he took out a small knife and stabbed it into his heart.

      CHAPTER 202 - IMMORTAL CORPSE

      When I saw this scene, I was shocked. Zhai Fu wanted to dig out his own heart and replace it with a immortal corpse? His heart was just an ordinary mortal's body, could a celestial corpse even use it?

      The truth proves that I am overthinking, Zhai Fu did not dig out the heart. His knife had only punctured a layer of skin. He dripped his blood on the immortal corpse. He spread it all over his seven orifices and carefully wiped them all down.

      I heard him mutter under his breath, This idiot Ma Changgui, he didn't even need to use a substitute as good as the Immortal Corpse, he just had to do a Regeneration. That thing was made from torn pieces of cloth. Could it withstand Lei Fa's attack? This time, if I use a deity's corpse as my substitute, there shouldn't be any problems right?

      After finding a substitute, he sat cross-legged in the snow and said to the Zhai Mai beside him: Don't disturb me.

      Zhai Mai asked: What are you planning to do?

      Zhai Fu said indifferently: Wait till the alisma fructus controls enough souls. I started to resurrect. Amongst these living people, I am the only one with alisma fructus s on me. This is probably heaven's will, for me to become a guide child, to conquer all living beings.

      Zhai Mai whispered: Will you die?

      Zhai Fu thought for a while and said, I will die first and then live forever.

      I don't know if Zhai Mai understood it or not. She lay on the ground, her eyes blank. She didn't know where she should look, or what she should do.

      Although Zhai Mai had aged a lot previously, she still had a mental support, so she looked full of energy. But now … She was completely depressed.

      Although Zhai Fu was right, what about becoming an immortal, what about saving his son. But Zhai Mai was not stupid, she knew that she would forever lose her affluence, and also that she might forever lose her husband.

      Zhai Fu sat on the ground motionlessly, as if he had fallen into a meditative trance. Zhai Mai sat beside him in a daze, not responding to everything around them.

      I carefully moved my body. After lying here for half an hour, my body felt a little numb.

      In order to prevent the Zhai Mai from starting to light up again, I quietly took off her lanterns. I looked around. I was going to bury the lantern in the snow.

      The snow in the sky was very heavy, but the snow on the ground was not enough to bury a lantern. So I turned my attention to the snowman beside me.

      This snowman happened to obstruct Zhai Fu's and his sight. I sat behind it and very quickly, I dug out a snow cave.

      But when I touched the insides of the bodies, I suddenly realized that each snowman had a dead person in them. Am I too unlucky to do this?

      Thinking of this, I immediately took my hand out. But at this moment, I suddenly had the illusion that the corpse inside had moved.

      I held my breath and listened. Nothing had changed with the snowman. I didn't want to give up, so I carefully reached my hand into the snow cave.

      In this kind of damned place, if there was a fake corpse, it would not be a joke.

      My hand touched the body inside, and this time it was clear to me that it was still warm.

      I frowned. That shouldn't be the case. At that time, I clearly saw that all the living people in Ma Changgui's family died. How could a dead man be warm? Even if he wanted to swindle a corpse, it should be cold.

      I pressed the whole palm of my hand against it and felt it carefully, and that didn't make any difference. I felt a pulse.

      Just as I was getting more and more excited from my research, the snowman suddenly stood up. Snowflakes started to fall from the sky, smashing onto my body. I was stunned. His thoughts stopped, his movements stopped, and he only looked at her blankly.

      The corpse inside the snowman, no, the body inside the snowman, is a woman, I still know this woman, it's Xia Xin. She grabbed me by the ear. You?

      I realized my hand was still on her hip. I quickly retracted my hand, but after retracting it, I was reluctant to part with it … I should have been slower...

      I coughed dryly and said to Xia Xin, I also didn't know it was you.

      Xia Xin coldly snorted and let go of my ear.

      The two of us weren't making a lot of noise, but it wasn't a small matter either. Zhai Mai didn't react at all, and she also didn't open her eyes.

      I said to Xia Xin, Why are you hiding inside the snowman?

      Xia Xin said, This was Mr. Zhao's idea. These snowmen are very evil, we should not alarm the snake, it is better to pretend to be a snowman sitting here. Let's see who he is and what he's up to."

      Puzzled, I asked, Why didn't you tell me about it?

      Xia Xin said, I originally wanted to tell you, but Mr. Zhao said not to. What did he say? Hmm … It seems that if a hunter wants to catch a tiger, it would be best to let out a sheep first and lure the tiger out.

      I was a little speechless, Mr. Zhao was using me as bait.

      I patted the snow on my body and said to Xia Xin, We have already seen Zhai Fu. Everything had been made clear. Where's my second uncle?

      Xia Xin pointed at the snowman across from her and said, It's over there.

      When I looked at the snowman, I knew that my guess was right. It was indeed the Mr. Zhao, I walked over and patted his shoulder, Second uncle, come out, stop pretending.

      But the snowman did not move. Curious, I wiped the snow off his face. It was still snowing, but no human face could be seen. So I erased another layer, and it was still snow inside. Even until the end, when I wiped away the snowman's head, I did not see the Mr. Zhao.

      I curiously asked Xia Xin, Where's Mr. Zhao?

      Xia Xin also curiously asked, You were clearly here just now, why did you disappear?

      At this time, Zhai Fu, who was originally sitting on the ground, sneered: He's scared, he's hiding. He escaped.

      Zhai Fu's words were weird, but what was even weirder was the tone in his voice. The voice was his, but the tone was not. I recalled and suddenly remembered that this seemed to be the words of the child who was guiding them.

      Xia Xin asked Zhai Fu, What do you mean?

      When she spoke, she had already grasped the knife in her hand. I gripped the dagger tightly.

      Zhai Fu said faintly, My meaning is very obvious. Those surnamed Zhao are afraid of me. He knows who I am, and I know who he is.

      Xia Xin curiously asked, Who is he?

      The Zhai Fu said, Dead people do not need to know so much. All of you must die.

      Then I heard a cackle from the town in the distance. Following that, the Zhai Fu laughed out loud. "It's daybreak.

      Xia Xinyue's heart jumped to Zhai Fu's side as he said, You shouldn't have lived. Then, she used her small knife to rub on Zhai Fu's neck.

      I was worried that the little blade wouldn't be able to kill him, so I immediately ran to Zhai Fu's back and used all my strength to stab towards his back.

      But when my dagger touched Zhai Fu's body, it was as though it had stabbed into a steel plate. I felt my palm go numb from the shock, the tip of the dagger was not even able to enter Zhai Fu's body.

      Xia Xin shouted, Hurry and get out of the way. Then he tugged at me. We both fell back, dodging the Zhai Fu's punch.

      I scrambled backwards until I reached the side of the snowman, then looked at Zhai Fu in shock: How can he be invulnerable?

      Zhai Fu sneered and slowly closed his eyes. I saw that the snow in the sky seemed to be guided by someone, as it gathered from all directions and gathered on Zhai Fu's body. Very quickly, Zhai Fu became a snowman.

      I don't know if it was my imagination, but I thought I heard someone talking in the snow. They were talking about family matters. Some had quarreled with their neighbors, some were training their children, and some were reciting the text.

      I know, the owners of these snowflakes have all been planted with alisma fructus. When these snowflakes brought a portion of their souls to the Zhai Fu, they would take these souls as nourishment to nourish the Great guide child's soul, bringing about its rebirth.

      At this moment, a strong gust of wind blew over. I raised my head to look at the sky. The already overcast sky had turned even more sinister. I know that the sky is full of dark clouds and new lightning strikes are coming down.

      But I keep having the feeling that this time, Lei Fa may not be able to kill guide child, so he might really come to this world.

      The gale became increasingly stronger, and the Zhai Mai that was seated on the ground was only a soul, she was quickly shaken by the wind. Then she floated in the air, drifting with the wind.

      As she passed me, I heard her mutter, Save my son, light the lamp for me. Save my son, help me light the lamp."

      Then she was blown away by the wind, somewhere.

      I said to Xia Xin, We can't just keep watching. He had to think of a way. If this goes on, guide child will be able to live.

      Xia Xin helplessly said, He's invulnerable. What can we do?

      I paced back and forth in the snow. Logically speaking, the Zhai Fu should be too busy reviving the guide child to care about us. This is our good chance.

      But we can't use this opportunity, how can we?

      I felt around to see if there was anything I could use. I found a box of matches. I said to Xia Xin, Let's light a fire and light it beside him. How about roasting the snow? If he does not get a new soul, guide child will not be able to wake up.

      Xia Chen thought about it for a while and felt that this plan might work, so we picked up some firewood and started lighting a fire beside Zhai Fu.

      The snow on Zhai Fu's body was quickly melted. He just looked at us coldly and didn't say much. From the looks of it, he seemed to have collected most of his soul.

      At this moment, the first muffled thunder sounded in the sky. I looked up and saw the Azure Dragon reaching down from the clouds with a huge claw.

      Zhai Fu laughed out loud, raised his head up to the sky and roared: Come.

      The voice called out. The thunder grew louder. Then, a bolt of lightning struck the immortal corpse.

      CHAPTER 203 - VERONDIL

      Right now, the area around the Immortal's corpse had become a forbidden zone for life. The Snowman who was closest to it had completely disappeared.

      Zhai Fu seemed very arrogant, but he knew how powerful they were so he hid far away.

      Xia Xin and I stood in a safe zone, at a loss of what to do. I know that our security is relative now. Once the guide child inside Zhai Fu wakes up, even if we run to the ends of the earth, it's useless.

      I thought about it and decided to reason with the Zhai Fu and empathize with him. I said to him, I am classmates with Fusheng, so I will call you uncle. We're all on the same side, so I'm just going to tell you the truth. Are you going to listen?

      Zhai Fu revealed a cold smile, obviously looking down on this little trash.

      Xia Xin stomped her feet anxiously beside him, Can you stop trying to pull such a useless relationship at a time like this? If we delay any longer, there will be no hope at all.

      I coughed dryly and said to Zhai Fu, Aren't you creating such a huge battle just to save the little boy that was leading them? What benefits can you get if the guide is alive? When he takes over your body, wouldn't you be dead?

      Xia Xin, who was at the side, nodded in deep agreement.

      The Zhai Fu said indifferently: The last time we failed to revive, the guide suffered a heavy injury. Do you guys know?

      I said, I know.

      The Zhai Fu said, Because the guide was severely injured, it was impossible for him to be completely revived this time. The two of us have reached an agreement. He can use my body and even fuse with my soul. But keep my memories and my personality.

      I chuckled dryly. What's the difference? Aren't you still dead? "

      Zhai Fu said, I have retained my memories and personality, how can it be considered dead? If this counts as death, then what counts as living?

      I can't answer.

      Zhai Fu said complacently: This way, after fusing with the guide boy. He was me, I was him, we were indistinguishable. He has me in his memory, and I have him in mine. To me, he was like the reincarnation of my past life. Now that I have recovered my memories, I have become a deity. Isn't that good enough?

      I didn't say anything, because I thought it was good.

      Xia Xin spoke out from the side, Why do I feel like, whether it's guide child or Ma Changgui, everyone has been tormented for so long, and in the end, you're the one who has the upper hand?

      After Zhai Fu heard this, he looked at Xia Xin meaningfully. This gaze gave off the feeling of meeting a close friend.

      My heart skipped a beat. He blurted out, Is this your goal? Is that how you've always planned it? The failure to revive last time was also entirely part of your plan?

      Zhai Fu nodded, That's right. Relying on the power of the Regeneration, a few ordinary people's soul, Ma Changgui wanted to endure past the Thunder Punishment, it was simply a joke. I knew he would fail. You guys have guessed it right. This revival is my real goal.

      I found it hard to accept. So, even though you know that Fusheng will die, you still didn't stop him? Not only did he not stop it, he even actively participated in it?"

      Zhai Fu indifferently replied: That's right.

      I couldn't help but to mourn for Fu Cheng and to mourn for the Zhai Mai. I said weakly, That's your own son.

      Zhai Fu looked at me as if he was looking at a retard, and said lightly: Young man, after I became an immortal, my lifespan has never ended, so what does it matter if I have a son or not? In any case, the incense will not burn out.

      I have nothing more to say. There were some people that you couldn't chat with. It wasn't that they were talkative, it was that the three views weren't on the same channel.

      Xia Xin said, There's no hope for this person. Let's think of a way to kill him.

      I nodded, held my dagger and walked towards Zhai Fu. He was sitting cross-legged on the ground, both hands forming spell signs, unable to move. I estimate that if he were to move around recklessly, it would weaken the effect of the immortal corpse. If the immortal corpse is unable to hold on, then he would be the unlucky one next.

      I was simply bullying the Zhai Fu to not be able to move, and to randomly stab him with my dagger. I tried the eyes, the throat, the navel. No matter how weak or how vital it was, it was completely useless against him.

      Just when I was about to give up, the celestial corpse that was not far away suddenly sighed and turned into a pile of dried up bones. The dried up bones didn't last long and turned into a pile of ashes amidst the thunder.

      I reacted so quickly in this second that I didn't even think before turning around and running away. I am very clear, now that the immortal corpse is gone, it's Zhai Fu's turn to move on. If I don't run, won't I be implicated?

      Zhai Fu sat on the ground motionlessly as if he was facing a great enemy. However, I doubt that his mortal body will be able to withstand the next wave of lightning strikes.

      I ran to Xia Xin's side. Both of us looked at Zhai Fu with excitement, waiting for him to be struck by lightning.

      However … The world suddenly became very quiet. There wasn't the slightest movement in the surroundings. I raised my head to look. The dark clouds in the sky had disappeared and there were even a few rays of starlight.

      However, the starlight was getting dimmer and dimmer, because the east was turning white, and it would soon be dawn.

      I asked hesitantly, Lei Fa, is it over?

      Xia Xin said uncertainly, It ended so quickly?

      When the two of us said this, our eyes were staring straight at Zhai Fu. However, Zhai Fu did not even look at us. He just sat on the ground motionlessly, as if he was about to face a great enemy.

      Seeing him like this, I understood that Lei Fa isn't over yet. There's still one last fatal strike, and according to my previous experience, Lei Fa will come to the human world and personally kill Zhai Fu.

      So I waited expectantly.

      A gust of wind made me shiver. A few seconds later, I heard a rumbling sound in the distance, like the sound of a wheel rolling over the ground, but it was much louder than the sound of the wheels.

      I couldn't help but look in that direction. I saw a figure slowly walking over from the darkness.

      I looked at Zhai Fu, who was also looking towards that direction nervously.

      A few minutes later, the man came out of the darkness. When I saw him, I was a little disappointed. He wasn't Lei Fa, he was Mr. Zhao.

      Mr. Zhao had a low waist, he was pulling a cart, trying his best to move forward, and I saw a blanket on top of the cart, as for what was on the blanket, I could not see it.

      This cart was the most old-fashioned kind, made of wooden wheels. No wonder it was so noisy when walking.

      Xia Xin could not hold it in any longer and asked Mr. Zhao directly, That Zhao fellow, did Lei Zhen hit you?

      Mr. Zhao was shocked as he raised his head to look at us. After that, he quickly waved his hands and frantically explained, No, no, absolutely no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. What the hell am I? Can Lei Fa fancy me?

      Then he left the cart and trotted over to us.

      I helplessly said to him, Didn't you escape? What are you doing back here? To die?

      Mr. Zhao asked, Is this place dangerous?

      I didn't even bother to answer him. I pointed to his cart and said, What's this?

      Mr. Zhao fished out a bottle from his body, took two gulps of water, and said while panting heavily, Don't mention it, Xia Xin and I had hidden ourselves well just now, but I suddenly remembered that I had something at the hotel. I went back to retrieve it, and when I came back, I saw Zhai Mai. She sobbed and said it was a slippery, snowy day and it was too dark for me to light a lamp.

      Startled, I asked him, Did you light the lamp?

      The Mr. Zhao said: Look at what you have said, I am a man who does things for the right, how can I not help?

      I looked at the foot of Mr. Zhao. Borrowing the faint light coming from the east, I realized that he had kept his feet on the ground. I looked at his face again. There was no sign of death.

      Puzzled, I asked, Did you light the lamp? Why are you still alive? "

      The Mr. Zhao asked, What do you mean? It was just a light, how could it be fatal? I directly gave my flashlight Cylinder to Zhai Mai.

      She said something about a sprained foot and told me to carry her for a while. Sigh, you don't know, she is a middle-aged Xu Niang, and she just went through the pain of losing her son, so she doesn't pay much attention to her dressing, so she doesn't look that beautiful. If it's Madam, maybe I'll help … You want me to carry her now? His chest was against his back? I always feel awkward.

      Then I saw a cart by the side of the road and I pulled her over. Zhai Mai doesn't have much, but the crux of it is that this carriage is too heavy. Along the way, I almost died from exhaustion.

      I faintly said to Mr. Zhao: Of course she doesn't have much. She's already dead.

      The Mr. Zhao said, How is that possible? I can't even differentiate between the living and the dead?

      I looked at Xia Xin, who nodded and said, Really, she's already dead.

      While we were talking, the quilt on the cart was lifted and a woman slowly walked down. This woman was none other than Zhai Mai.

      Mr. Zhao pointed at Zhai Mai and said, Look, is she still alive?

      I saw that Zhai Mai was a little staggered when she walked, but she was obviously alive. She heard footsteps, kicking and kicking. However, only the sound of her footsteps did not prove that she was alive. Perhaps she was a fake corpse.

      I suddenly realised that she seemed to be holding something in her hand. It looked like a flashlight. It was probably the one given to her by Mr. Zhao.

      Zhai Mai walked unsteadily towards Zhai Fu. As she walked, she let out a long sigh: Father of a child, we have lost all our lives.

      Zhai Fu sat firmly on the ground, not moving at all.

      Zhai Mai raised her hand and pressed on the flashlight. I saw a beam of light flying towards the Zhai Fu.

      That's right, not to fly over, but to fly over. This was because the beam of light was only a meter or so long. Like a little silver dragon, it flew out of the flashlight barrel and rushed straight to Zhai Fu's body.

      In that instant, I suddenly understood that this corpse was indeed from the Zhai Mai, and the soul inside it wasn't from the Zhai Mai.

      The light that came out from the flashlight was actually Lei.

      I thought that Zhai Fu would scream and fall to the ground just like last time. But not. He blocked the silver dragon and slowly stood up.

      Zhai Mai asked in surprise, You have already come back to life?

      Zhai Fu laughed coldly: I have been alive for a long time, I have been waiting for you.

      CHAPTER 204 - WOOD SWORD

      When I heard this, my heart skipped a beat. I knew I was finished.

      Zhai Fu, or rather, guide child. He had already recovered his abilities and memories long ago, and relied on Zhai Fu's body to achieve rebirth. However, he did not reveal this to the public. Instead, he planned to bring down Lei Fa and teach him a good lesson.

      The guide child no longer views us as his opponents. Lei Fa was someone worthy of his attention. But that doesn't mean he'll let us go. On the contrary, we'll die even worse after Lei Fa gets chased away.

      My hands and feet were trembling as I silently prayed in my heart, Thunderclap must kill Zhai Fu, he must kill Zhai Fu …

      Mr. Zhao suddenly took out seven candles from his robes and lit them up on the ground. Then he muttered something into the candle.

      I whispered, What are you doing?

      The Mr. Zhao replied, I'm borrowing my lifespan.

      I thought I'd misheard, so I asked again, What are you doing?

      The Mr. Zhao explained, This is a secret technique passed down from the Wei and Jin Dynasties. Back then, there were a lot of people who studied the Celestial Arts, did you know that? If a person was about to die, he would light seven life lamps and pray towards the sky. If the Fate Lantern is not extinguished within a certain period of time, then the lifespan can be increased by a period of time.

      Mr. Zhao let out a sigh as if it was all a serious matter, I don't think our situation is good today. I might die here, so I might as well give myself a few years of lifespan first and see if the heavens will agree or not.

      I said, Second Uncle, can you stop pretending at this time? Isn't this a story from the Three Kingdoms' story? Zhuge Liang Qiufeng original five Zhang, I was in the fifth grade of elementary school to know. What Godly Wei Jin's technique.

      Mr. Zhao said somewhat embarrassedly: How about I help you light up a few lamps?

      I shook my head. Just die. I don't want to die as a clown.

      At this point, I heard a loud bang. I suddenly turned my head, just in time to see Zhai Fu's fist land on Zhai Mai's body. Zhai Mai's body suddenly split into pieces, there was a white light inside, it was as fast as a sharp arrow, in the blink of an eye he had flown above the clouds and disappeared.

      I dumbfoundedly looked at the sky and asked Xia Xin, Was that white light earlier a Lightning Punishment?

      Xia Xin nodded, He escaped. After saying that, she took out the small blade in her palm and made a defensive posture. It seemed like she wanted to fight with Zhai Fu.

      Xia Xin was such a person, knowing better than to do anything. Even though he knew he couldn't win, he wasn't willing to sit still and wait for death.

      I didn't want to be looked down on by Xia Xin, so I took out the dagger as well.

      At this time, the Mr. Zhao beside us shouted, The two of you step back and let me kill him.

      I looked at Mr. Zhao with a little surprise: In this kind of situation, it would already be mystical if he didn't escape, but he actually wants to take the initiative and defend against the enemy? It's fine that he took the initiative to stand out, but he actually wants us to retreat? If he was willing to sacrifice himself, it would already be rare, but he actually said that he wanted to kill Zhai Fu? Who gave him this confidence?

      Seeing that we were not moving, the Mr. Zhao jumped over and dragged us to the back.

      Zhai Fu had just chased away Lei Fa, which was the time to be complacent. Seeing Mr. Zhao bluffing here, Zhai Fu felt like he was looking at a clown. He waited until Mr. Zhao stood in front of the seven candles to get into position, and then he walked over step by step.

      Meanwhile, Mr. Zhao slowly reached into his bosom and pulled out half of the wooden sword.

      I don't know where this wooden sword came from, but it didn't have the tip of the sword. It was only a little bit shorter than my dagger and it was connected to the hilt of the sword. There were traces of moth on the wood, and I suspected that it was rotten.

      Using this kind of sword technique to kill an enemy was simply too embarrassing. I even want to exchange my dagger for Mr. Zhao.

      However, when the Zhai Fu saw the wooden sword, he stopped in his tracks. His expression changed slightly as he whispered, You …

      Just as he said that word, Mr. Zhao swung his wooden sword and said: Kill.

      At this time, he was still 30 feet away from Zhai Fu. Let alone using a broken sword that was shorter than a dagger, even if he used his spear, he still wouldn't be able to reach the other party.

      However, when Mr. Zhao swung the wooden sword, he used his other hand to hold a candle.

      In that moment, as the candle light flickered, I saw the sword fly out and land on Zhai Fu's shoulder.

      With a pu sound, Zhai Fu's arm fell to the ground.

      My jaw dropped. Am I dreaming? Only a shadow was needed to cut off one of a person's arms?

      Zhai Fu Yang Tian shouted loudly as he raised his leg and rushed towards us. His feet sank to the ground, and I felt the ground tremble.

      The Mr. Zhao was not in a hurry. He sat cross-legged in front of the candle and shouted: Die.

      Seven candles, seven shadows. I seemed to see seven swords fly over, slashing Zhai Fu who was rushing towards us into pieces.

      It was very quiet tonight. I saw Zhai Fu lying on the ground, his body still trembling slightly. Only half of his shoulder was still attached to the side of his head. His heart was still beating powerlessly under his shoulders.

      That scene was truly bloody to the extreme.

      Mr. Zhao walked over slowly and placed the wooden sword above his heart.

      Zhai Fu was finally afraid. He trembled and said, You can't kill me. You can't kill me. I know who you are.

      Mr. Zhao asked with interest: Who am I?

      Zhai Fu said, You've lost your memory, haven't you? I know who you are, so long as you don't kill me, I'll tell you.

      Mr. Zhao said, Alright.

      Then he sneezed loudly. After the fight was over, he rubbed his nose and muttered, It's snowing, it's so cold.

      Xia Xin and I stared at him, dumbstruck. When he sneezed just now, his body trembled violently, and the wooden sword ended up piercing into Zhai Fu's heart.

      Now, Zhai Fu was lying on the ground, dead.

      I've seen too many ghosts and deities, and I can sense their souls after most people die, especially when they die in front of me like this. However, it's different today. I don't seem to have sensed the soul of the Zhai Fu. I think he was scared out of his wits.

      Xia Xin reminded Mr. Zhao, He's already been killed by you?

      Mr. Zhao looked down and could not help but pat his forehead. How unlucky.

      I feel like he did this on purpose. I asked him, You don't seem to care about your memories.

      Mr. Zhao said, I am very concerned, but I do not want to hear it from such a person. Firstly, this brat is threatening me. I am very unhappy. Secondly, he traded with me after knowing that I lost my memory. Isn't this bullying? He said I was a reincarnated rat spirit and I had to admit it because I forgot all about it.

      Then he blew out the candles on the floor and put them away one by one. I said to him, This formation of yours can't be used to extend one's lifespan, right? Was it used to kill people?

      Mr. Zhao laughed and said, Yes. Yeah."

      Xia Xin asked again, Where did you get this wooden sword? It seems to be a treasure.

      The Mr. Zhao said, This wooden sword is just a piece of rotten wood.

      I said, Can you not tease me? How could a rotten piece of wood be so powerful? Zhai Fu is an Unbreakable Diamond Physique, and the shadow of the rotten wood killed him?

      Mr. Zhao said, Right now, he is not an Unbreakable Body. He had just merged with the soul of the guide child, so he would need some time to get used to it. If you don't believe me, you can try testing his body."

      I took the dagger and walked over, and poked the Zhai Fu's body. His body was very hard, so the dagger was unable to pierce through. I jabbed again, this time a centimeter or two. I feel that although Zhai Fu's body is not invulnerable, it's definitely strong enough.

      Xia Xin said to Mr. Zhao, Don't change the subject. How did you do it? How did you manage to kill the Zhai Fu? It's obvious that even Thunder Punishment can't do anything to him.

      The Mr. Zhao sighed and said, Today, I have no choice but to tell you the truth. Actually, I've been holding back. As the saying goes, a true person does not reveal himself. A true person's appearance was not a real person. Today, I saw that you guys had reached a dead end, so I had no choice but to take action. Actually, this wooden sword is not the key, the key is me. When a person's abilities reach a certain level, they can fly and pick leaves, and they can hurt others …"

      Mr. Zhao was still spouting nonsense when Xia Xin put the blade against his neck, I want to hear the truth.

      The Mr. Zhao said with a bitter face: The truth is, the reason why I sneaked back to the hotel was to retrieve this wooden sword. This sword is an immortal sword, an immortal's sword can kill guide child, it's very simple.

      Xia Xin asked again, And then? Where did you get this sword from?

      Mr. Zhao said, Do you remember? Two days ago, my Eldest Nephew told us about the history of the guide child. What seven immortals? They had a huge battle in the sky. At the last moment, one of the immortals faked his death from a heavy injury and used his wits to stab the guide child.

      I can be considered a cultivator as well. I know some ways to catch ghosts. So I'm more interested in this kind of story. A soldier who doesn't want to be a general isn't a good soldier. I also want to be a god. Thus, I had thoughts during the day and dreams during the night. At night, I dreamt of that battlefield.

      It is a wilderness where not a single blade of grass grows. There were a few Immortal's corpses lying on the ground. There was a broken sword beside the corpse. I picked up the broken sword and knew that it came from the sky, so I loved it.

      But at the same time I knew I was dreaming. Don't laugh, I really know that I'm dreaming. I'm a more rational person, so I can determine if I'm in reality or not when I'm unconscious. But in the dream, my brain really isn't enough. I was just thinking, if this dream woke up, wouldn't the sword be gone? I have to take it back. So I put the sword on my belt.

      I stared. And then? After you wake up, the wooden sword is still there?

      Mr. Zhao said, That's right, after I woke up, the first thing I did was look at my belt. This wooden sword is still there.

      Xia Xin took the dagger from Mr. Zhao's neck, but she had a strange expression on her face as she said, You took the sword out of the dream? That's amazing, but why do I feel like I've heard of it somewhere?

      I faintly said, Isn't this the story of the Divine Brush Ma Liang?

      When he went to find Mr. Zhao, he had long escaped to who knows where.

      I heard his voice in the distance, I promise... What I said was true …"

      CHAPTER 205 - CARPENTER WANG

      This was a very ordinary night. However, those who had evil thoughts in their hearts always felt that tonight was different from usual.

      I am the one who has a guilty conscience.

      I picked out a carrying pole. On both sides of the carrying pole hung a basket which was densely packed with paper money. It was probably around a hundred kilograms.

      I walked the streets of the town. The street was empty, and half the lights in the houses next door were out.

      I sighed. There have been too many people in town lately. The guide child had harmed many people. Some of the families worshipped the guide child, and in the end, all of them died. The town seemed empty now, and it had a lot to do with the disaster.

      The dead would no longer appear. The living did not dare to appear again. It shocked a lot of people, but to my surprise, the police were the only ones who didn't move.

      I saw it with my own eyes, so I walked through the empty streets with a lingering fear in my heart. I couldn't help but look back. I was worried that there was a vengeful spirit following behind me.

      But no, not even once.

      It's the cleanest street I've ever walked through. It was the quietest night I had ever walked.

      I sighed. That day, those unfortunate souls were all destroyed by the lightning strikes. Nothing was left behind. How could there be a soul following me?

      I shook my head, picked up the burden, and continued walking forward step by step.

      A hundred pounds is nothing to me. But the point is, I've picked my way for a long time, and I feel my shoulders swell.

      All I could do was keep shifting my shoulders, my left shoulder to my right, my right shoulder to my left. The interval was getting shorter and shorter, and I was about to collapse.

      I raised my head to look. Mr. Zhao and Xia Xin were getting further and further away from me, and the two of them had no intention of waiting for me. I could only clench my teeth and follow along.

      A dozen minutes later, I followed the address to a deep alley. Mr. Zhao and Xia Xin were already waiting for me at the door.

      I saw that the door of the house was closed and that there were two white paper lanterns hanging on the doorstep. By the light of the lantern, I saw a couplet hanging on the door: PLEASE ENTER THE LIFE; THE DEAD DON'T ENTER.

      This couplet was written very straightforwardly, and it could not be considered as literary talent. The key point was that there was another take responsibility for the consequences above.

      I said to the Mr. Zhao, This is it?

      Mr. Zhao acknowledged: Carpenter Wang's house.

      Before we came here, we already asked around. Carpenter Wang is the best carpenter in the town. Such a good carpenter would not make tables, chairs, or cabinets. He would make coffins. So this was a coffin shop.

      It was said that the craftsmanship of Carpenter Wang was inherited from his ancestors. In the beginning, the Wang family also made furniture for others, and they carved it beautifully. But in addition to furniture, sometimes also make a coffin or two, rural people poor, poor people less taboo.

      When it reached the generation of Carpenter Wang, something happened in the town.

      At that time, they were still unreleased. They said that there was a widow who was twenty years old and had stayed there until she was forty years old. The people were ready to set up her chastity memorial archway. Who would have known that after suffering bitterly for twenty years, she finally could not hold on any longer and fell in love with an honest and friendly bachelorman of this village.

      There were many troubles in front of the widow's door, and this matter somehow leaked out. Soon, the entire village knew about it. The people in the village locked up the widow and interrogated her in detail.

      In the end, they came to the conclusion that the widow and the bachelor had a good impression of each other and were thinking about each other in silence. But there was no physical intimacy, not even a handshake.

      But the clansmen still felt ashamed. Besides, how could he explain such a thing? If you say that you didn't have an affair, then would others believe it? In just a few days, the entire town's story had been clearly spread. No matter what kind of romantic words they spoke in the evening, they were able to come up with.

      Later, the clan began to hint to the widow to kill herself to prove her innocence.

      Suicide may not prove one's innocence, but it could stop the villagers' mouths. After all, they were already dead, so it would not be right for them to continue blabbering.

      However, who would be willing to die for such a living person? The tribesmen were neither intimidating nor enticing. It was just that they had both distanced themselves from the widow.

      Everyone the widow saw was kind to her, but there was a certain disapproval in the sweetness. In one night, she suddenly discovered that her friends had all become strangers. The way her best friend looked at her had changed. Her family disliked her even more than their enemies.

      The widow was completely isolated. Then she could not bear it any longer, so she took out the red wedding dress she had worn when she was married, tied it to the beam, and hanged herself.

      When the widow died, the villagers immediately shut up. Rumors were one thing, forcing someone to die was another.

      The people in the village had finally quelled the public opinion, and they knew that the widow died unjustly. Therefore, in order to compensate her, he arranged for her funeral to be a huge affair. There were dozens of young men in the wake alone.

      During the day, the bachelor also came with a stack of paper money. He said he would see the widow off. He was beaten out by the boys, but being single was really dishonest. When the widow was alive, she had tarnished his reputation, but now that the widow was dead, wasn't there still a need for her to commit adultery? How could a dead man close his eyes?

      The bachelor silently left after being scolded a few times.

      In the evening, the boys played cards and drank wine. In any case, guarding the spirit was that kind of thing. The form was greater than the meaning. Moreover, this kind of activity was conducive to bolstering one's courage. No one could stand to spend a night in silence over a corpse.

      In the end, they started playing cards. No one knew who started to tell ghost stories first, but all of them were the story of swindling corpses.

      Afterwards, everyone was scared and couldn't help but look towards the coffin. When he looked at it this way, it didn't matter. There was a crack in the coffin and the corpse inside had disappeared.

      The youngsters relied on their numbers to search the yard, but they just didn't know where the corpse was.

      Everyone said that this kind of thing was truly strange. How could a corpse be lost?

      Afterwards, someone pointed at the corner with his sharp eyes and said, Tell me, do you guys think there's something wrong with those two boys and girls carrying the wreaths?

      Everyone looked in that direction and was shocked.

      The widow's funeral was grand, so the wreaths filled the yard, and the boys and girls filled the yard. Therefore, when they were looking for someone just now, no one paid attention to the two paper men in the corner.

      However, when they saw that someone had suggested it alone, they realized that something was wrong with the paper man. Since they were paper men, they were light when they stood on the ground. When the wind blew, they would slightly sway, but these two were not.

      There was wind that night, but they stood very steadily. More importantly, the child was leaning against the wall, her head hanging down. How could a piece of paper pierce a person like this?

      The young lad pressed the flashlight on the wall, causing it to light up into a fan shape, which he fanned out towards Su Yun.

      The still boy suddenly shouted loudly and threw the flower wreath at her. Then, he tried to run away, but not long after, he was kicked to the ground.

      The boy fell. The girl could not hold on any longer, so she shook her body and fell to the ground with a thump.

      Everyone looked carefully and discovered that this virgin was actually bachelorman, and this virgin was the corpse of a widow.

      When bachelorman heard that the widow had died, he felt that the both of them had gotten better. Not to mention sleeping together, he didn't even hold her hand and felt that the widow's death was not worth it. So come and burn paper during the day and try to hold the widow's hand in the confusion.

      Of course, he said it was to satisfy the widow's wishes, but who knows if he was trying to satisfy his own feelings?

      During the day, he was scolded by the boys to leave, but he was not willing to give up. At night, the more he thought about it, the more he couldn't sleep. He simply sneaked in.

      When he came in, he stuck a lot of paper on himself and dressed up as a virgin. Then he crept closer to the coffin and carried the widow out.

      He was wearing the clothes of a virgin, and the wake was busy chatting, so no one noticed him.

      He also pasted paper on the widow's body, making her look like a virgin. He planned to take her out quietly. Who would have thought that he would be seen through before he even reached the door?

      bachelorman naturally received a beating. But this wasn't the end of it. Originally, it was shouldn't be disturbed after a dead person had laid down. bachelorman moved her and kissed her. The widow's corpse was faked.

      Fortunately, there were twenty or so young men that night, and they held the widow down. He put it in the coffin and closed the lid. He nailed it again with the long nail.

      As a result, the widow's cries and the sound of her nails scratching against the coffin could be heard throughout the night. The sound made people's scalps tingle, making them unable to sleep at night.

      After the Widow's clansmen heard about this, they sent people to beat bachelorman up again before hurriedly going to put him in his grave.

      Eight bearers were invited, but none of them were willing to carry them. This was because the cries and screams in the coffin could clearly be heard. What was the difference between this and burying a living person? It wasn't that the eight of

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