The ship looked undamaged, but it could not be touched, and as soon as the family members of the corpse approached, the ship and the corpse turned into ashes, which spread all over the sky, and those who accidentally inhaled the ashes would die soon after returning home, and the most experienced old man could not see the reason.

When the doctor doesn't work, the goddess will come to power. The goddess claimed that these people were cursed by death, and if they could not retrieve their bodies, they would be dragged as slaves, and they would have to do hard labor in the underworld and repair the palace for the ten halls of Yama.

Although Duanguo does not pay attention to entering the soil for peace, it must also die well. The Yanshang clan ascended into the fire, and the Runxia clan sank into the sea for peace, and selected a hard cliff wall from the Ge tribe to carve out a cave and put the corpse in it, while the Quzhi tribe hung the corpse on a tree and let the poisonous snake and eagle eat it. People are most afraid of being born in nature and returning to nature after death, but if they do not rest in peace according to the normal method, then there will be no afterlife, and they will even become eternal slaves, which is what people are most afraid of.

No one dares to collect the corpses anymore, the huge coast has become a natural cemetery, all kinds of ships float on the water, the shore is the people worshipping, incense is around, from a distance, there is a different scenery. It's extremely fair here, no matter your status before your death, rich or poor, you can only go with the flow and settle down with what happens.

Until a woman named Ji Shangjie snatched the body back from the hands of death. At the beginning of the year, her husband ventured out to sea to catch her favorite pearls, only to be a corpse brought back by a boat, and his face turned even paler against the pearls. She rushed into the sea despite everyone's resistance, threw herself on her husband's corpse and wailed. The people on the shore were worried, fearing that she would accidentally touch her loved one's boat, but soon their worries turned to surprise as she returned with her husband's body in her arms.

Ji Shangjie has become the most popular person on this street, and the dilapidated thatched hut is surrounded every day. At first, it was a favor of people, and the neighbors wept and pleaded; then it was business, with a clear price, first come, first served, and no deception; and then later the business became bigger, and the bidding ranking, whoever paid more money would get whomever first, and whoever did the official big would get whomever first.

Song Peng, the military advisor under the killing of Wang Wei's name and slaves, looked greedy, on the one hand, he sent his subordinates and Fu soldiers to disguise themselves as ordinary people to listen and investigate, and on the other hand, he had to use his position to transfer Ji Shangjie's file out and study it in detail, and finally found the reason - Ji Shangjie has both water and wood blood, and his mother, grandmother, and great-grandmother are all Runxia clans, and they belong to the body of the three yin. Song Peng found a few women with the same attributes, and dived into the sea in the middle of the night, and sure enough, he also got back the complete corpse. As a result, all kinds of shops for retrieving corpses have opened one after another, and they have become the most prosperous business in Qianzhou.

Wu Ma Xin grabbed the reins and slowly walked through the bustling streets, and the advertisements for the corpses were full of eyeballs...... It always feels so awkward. The more prosperous it is, the more miserable Duanguo becomes.

Separated by a line between prosperity and depression, Shuhe Town in the south is completely like another world, the village is declining, the people's livelihood is withering, and the young people all go to Dayan Town to beg for a living, only the old man who is left in his old age is leaning on the door, and the dog that accompanies him is also lazy lying on the ground, even if the living people come and don't bother to bark.

Wu Ma dismounted in his heart and asked respectfully: "Old man, how to get to the August Hantan?"

"Where are you going?" the old man was a little surprised, then shook his head, "You can't go." ”

"Ah, why?"

"You can't pass the Bajia Village level. ”

"Bajia Village?"

"Yes, the Cheng family of Bajia Village has guarded Hantan for generations, and you can only go over if they are willing to give way. The old man tried to open his eyelids and looked Wu Ma Xin up and down, "You look like this, they won't let you go." ”

"I have to go, and if anyone stops me, then I'll have to kill him. ”

"Kill it? haha. The old man grinned with a few teeth left, and smiled uglyly, "I am not ashamed to say it." ”

"How many of them are there?"

"Two people. "The old man must have not chatted for a long time, but he was very interested, "The man's name is Cheng Guangying, and the woman's name is Cheng Lingling, the two of them are like brother and sister and husband and wife, and they don't know their relationship." ”

"Two people, why can't I get by?" Wu Ma Xin said, turning his palm, and the dead branches around him flew into his palm, giving birth to a fireball that made a "crackling" sound.

The old man was still disdainful and said, "It's useless if you have the means, the people of the Cheng family can't be killed." ”

"Kill or not?"

"If you can't kill it, if you die once, your skill will be twice as high!"

"Okay, I'll make them dozens of times more powerful. Wu Ma Xin felt his brain contract rapidly, and a wave of anger climbed along the groove of the cerebral cortex to the top of his head, turning into a vicious expression on his face, "I still hope that the old man will show the way." ”

"Alas, well-wishers can't stop the ghost who is in a hurry to reincarnate, you go all the way along this road, and when you encounter a dead tree with a crooked neck, turn right, and then encounter a broken gluttonous stone statue and turn left, and then run a few hundred cows to roar. After the old man finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and touched the long-haired hound at his feet, as if to speak to it, "It's a pity to be so young, it seems that there are a few more unjust souls in the cold pool." ”

How many? It's just me. Wu Ma didn't care, the people here were a little weird, and what they said was inexplicable.

......

Bajia Village is not big, as soon as you enter, you feel cold all over your body, as if a cold dragon is rushing towards you, wrapping around your body, and then turning into countless small dragons into your body, and all your internal organs seem to be frozen into ice crystals.

Wu Ma Xin fought a cold war, manipulating his courage, and the fire element in the air converged, although it could not be warm, but it would not freeze. After his body warmed up, he felt that the anger in his brain was much weaker, and Wu Ma couldn't help frowning, not knowing where this anger came from.

"Get out!" The coquettish shouting behind him made Wu Ma's heart fight a cold war again.

The woman was dressed in a coarse blue cloth garment, and the bamboo basket behind her contained pigweed. The hair twisted and coiled on the top of the head, like a spiritual snake, a trace of broken hair stuck to the forehead, light and lovely but the face was like frost, with bursts of fragrant wind but a trace of coolness.

"In the next ......" Wu Ma clasped his fists and saluted, and before he could finish speaking, the woman interrupted: "It doesn't matter who you are, roll into the sun immediately." ”

She should be Cheng Lingling as the old man said, and she is really not easy to get along with.

Since there is no reason to talk about it, then don't talk about it.

Wu Ma's heart gathered his spirit, his strength surged, and the branches of the trees around him rattled.

Cheng Lingling's face was full of disdain, and with a flick of her right hand, she flashed a sickle and slashed straight at Wu Ma's heart. Wu Ma Xin gathered a cluster of branches between the two of them, and if there was still a glimmer of hope, he didn't want to do it.

The scythe fell, and the branches were chopped to pieces, and the scythe grazed the witch horse's cheek, and the hand was not weak.

"As long as I don't die, no one will be able to approach Hantan!" Cheng Lingling's eyes were cold, and she gritted her teeth when she spoke.

Wu Ma Xin has never taken the initiative to kill irrelevant people, and he doesn't know where the murderous hand should be lifted from or where it should fall, so he will only blindly dodge and block, and in exchange for Cheng Lingling's step-by-step pressing.

The blood on his neck flickered a few times, the red light dimmed a little, and time was running out.

Wu Ma's heart was upside down, his strength was rolling, and countless golden lights flew from all directions to gather into a scimitar, which seemed to be real and virtual, and the light came and went. The scimitar collided with Cheng Lingling's sickle, sparks splashed, and the sickle snapped in response.

Cheng Lingling did not flinch, the whole person took advantage of the situation to pounce, her body pressed straight on the scimitar, blood gushed out, and she was killed instantly.

Wu Ma's heart regained his strength, the scimitar turned into golden light and dissipated, and the corpse fell to the ground with a "plop". Wu Ma Xin crouched down to catch her pulse, and he had already stopped beating.

"You give my sister's life back!" With a shout, a black shadow had already come closer, and the scythe in his hand slashed downward, and the witch horse's mind moved, and the earth and rocks on the ground flowed, and his body was lifted a foot away.

Wu Ma said in a heart: "You listen to my explanation. ”

"Go down and explain to her yourself. Cheng Guangying didn't listen at all, and the sickle in her hand was cut down one after another, not giving Wu Ma Xin a chance to speak.

Wu Ma felt the anger rise in his brain again, his courage swelled sharply, his right hand condensed a curved bow, his left hand pulled the bowstring, and a sharp arrow suddenly ejected. Cheng Guangying didn't have time to dodge at all, her chest was straight and she took the arrow, the sickle in her hand stopped abruptly, and the whole person fell backwards.

In an instant, two lives were killed in his own hands, and Wu Ma's heart was a little overwhelmed, and guilt and pleasure swirled in his brain at the same time.

A trace of coolness suppressed the anger from the top of his head, and Wu Qi's voice came slowly: "Xin'er, you shouldn't kill innocents indiscriminately, you must be honest and kind." ”

"Daddy......" Wu Ma's heart moved, but he didn't really scream.

"Shut up, if you don't kill them, you and all the people in your village will be doomed. Another louder voice interrupted Wu Qi's words, "Wu Ma Xin, go, kill them all, those who stop you should die!"

Wu Ma Xin shook his head, trying to get rid of the voice in his head, but he saw the red light flashing in his chest, he had no time to think, he had to hurry.

After walking a dozen steps, a familiar figure with his back to a tree appeared in front of him, holding a straw in his mouth. It turned out to be Cheng Guangying again!

"Now it's a blood debt. Cheng Guangying spit out the straw and rushed over with an arrow, still holding the worn-out sickle in his hand. The witch horse master didn't want to kill again, so with a wave of his right hand, a branch flew over and tied Cheng Guangying's body and pulled it aside. Cheng Guangying sneered, the sickle in his hand flew out, spinning and slashing towards Wu Ma's heart. As soon as Wu Ma's mind moved, the spirit in his body had been firmly pressed underneath, Zhou Guo's gold elements were trembling, the sickle stopped suddenly, and then flew towards Cheng Guangying's neck in a reverse rotation.

Wu Ma didn't want to kill, but they forced him to do it, he really didn't want to kill, but they didn't hide from it, he just wanted to force them back, but they died. Is the direction of the scythe controlled by my consciousness? Could it be that an evil nerve in my mind has changed its direction? Or do people have such terrible thoughts of not killing or being unhappy at some point?

Before he could comprehend it, a rope net fell from the sky and covered his head, binding him strongly. Cheng Lingling jumped down from the tree with a scythe in her hand, and without saying a word, she slashed straight at Wu Maxin's neck.

Cheng Lingling's eyes could not see sadness, nor anger, but only coldness.

Wu Ma Xin is not afraid of death, but he can't die, and his parents and fellow villagers in the blood are still waiting for him. Countless blades flashing with golden light condensed all around, and the rope net was instantly cut to pieces, and a stream of water flew out of his fingertips, passing through Lingling's body, hitting the trunk of the tree behind him, turning pink.